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Title<\/b>: Choke On It [Marcus\/Oliver]
\nRating\/Warnings<\/b>: PG-13
\nSummary<\/b>: There’s some shouting in the locker room.
\nAN<\/b>: Written for the 24-Hour Ficathon. retired_ego wanted Quidditch smut. <\/p>\n

Choke On It<\/b><\/p>\n

\t“Out of my way, Wood!” Marcus snarled, giving Oliver a vicious shove with his broom on his way past the Gryffindor’s Quidditch locker. Oliver glared over his shoulder at the rival captain.<\/p>\n

\t“Sorry,” he snapped, “didn’t know this was the lane for Eighth Years!”<\/p>\n

\t“Choke on it,” Marcus replied, who had never been much for witty repartee. <\/p>\n

\t“Is that the best you can do?” Oliver demanded, knowing full well that it was. “I’ve had better arguments with Bludgers!”<\/p>\n

\t“I could snap you like a twig, Wood!” Marcus growled, taking a step closer.<\/p>\n

\t“I’d just love to see you try!” Oliver spat, leaning up into Marcus’ personal space.<\/p>\n

\t“Loser!” Marcus snarled.<\/p>\n

\t“Failure!” Oliver shouted back.<\/p>\n

\t“Gryffindor!” Marcus yelled, as this were the most horrible insult he could muster.<\/p>\n

\t“WORST QUIDDITCH CAPTAIN EVER!” Oliver roared.<\/p>\n

\t“For the love of CRAP!” Cedric Diggory’s head appeared around the corner of the lockers, dripping hair framing his furious face. “Can’t a bloke even have a peaceful morning wank in the showers without you idiots waking the dead with your screaming!”<\/p>\n

\tCedric pushed past them, clutching his towel around his waist with one hand and his robes in the other. He stormed out of the locker room with a bang, not even stopping to get dressed.<\/p>\n

\t“Thank god, I thought he’d never leave,” Oliver sighed with relief, before pushing Marcus up against the lockers and kissing the hell out of him. <\/p>\n

\t“Gryffindor,” Marcus repeated against his mouth, in tones of deep authority.<\/p>\n

\t“Mm, yes, Marcus,” Oliver murmured dismissively. “We’ve covered that\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6mmm\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6wait a minute.”<\/p>\n

\tOliver jerked his head back and peered at Marcus.<\/p>\n

\t“What did Diggory say he was doing in the showers?”<\/p>\n