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Marcus/Katie - Harry Potter - Winning Isn't Everything - PWP - Teasing Wench
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Marcus/Katie - Harry Potter - Winning Isn't Everything - PWP
Title: Winning Isn't Everything
Author: ashleyfanfic (teasingwench)
Rating: NC-17
Prompt: 30. Win lions_serpents
Pairing: Marcus/Katie
Summary: Katie helps convince Marcus that winning isn't everything.



Katie watched as Puddlemere made their way to the locker rooms as the Canons celebrated their victory. She knew that he would be in a very sour mood, especially after losing to the newly traded Oliver. Their rivalry was known throughout the wizarding world as each man would take shots at the other to the press. It was in bad taste, but a common practice between the two. She noticed that the crowds at the games where they played one another grew larger and larger each year.

It didn't help things any that she had dated Oliver for a brief period of time or that Marcus was now with her. She wasn't self-centered enough to believe it all revolved around her, but she did know that Marcus hated that she'd dated Oliver. She moved over to the locker rooms and waited with the other girlfriends, turning her head away as Oliver walked by her, a wide grin on his face. Ponce. She'd finally ended things with him after yet another fight about how she was jealous of all the attention he received from fans and how she couldn't handle being with a 'celebrity'. She told him to take his big head and remove it from his arse before she'd walked out. She'd never gone back to the flat they shared.

She'd met Marcus again six months after the end of the relationship. He'd been charming and sexy and completely enraptured by her. She didn't jump into a relationship with him immediately. They were friends first. She'd taken him to his first Muggle movie, introduced him to Chinese take away, and riding in automobiles. During the time they became friends he had acted like a complete gentleman, which was nice after Oliver's obnoxious need to be in charge of everything. It was after two weeks of spending nearly every day together that she realized they were practically in a relationship, just without the physical aspect. And as she watched him unloading a grocery bag in her kitchen talking to her about some obnoxious fan nearly molesting him in Diagon Alley (and he wasn't happy about it as she could see by his posture) she realized that she wanted the physical part too. He'd been surprised as hell when she'd pushed him against the table and climbed on top of him.

She was the next to receive a surprised when they were laying in the floor of her living room, wrapped beneath a quilt in front of the fire, and he'd muttered those three words that Oliver had always stumbled over. She came to the conclusion that comparing Marcus and Oliver wasn't fair to Marcus. He was a good man and deserving of her love. She'd told him she loved him back and they'd spent the remainder of the evening on the floor in various positions.

She thought for sure that when Quidditch started that their relationship would go south, as that's what happened with Oliver. But, she reminded herself, as she often did that they weren't the same and was happy that at the beginning of every game he'd look for her and give her a wink. Only, that day, it hadn't gone as well as they'd hoped. Oliver had obviously studied Marcus' playing and had been ready for every move he could think to throw at him. It had pissed her off; she could only imagine what it did to Marcus.

It was with that thought, that when the last person left the locker room that she made her way inside and found Marcus with his head in his hands as he sat on the bench and a broom lay broken to his left. It wasn't his, but it was broken none-the-less. She walked over to him and put her hand on his shoulder and he looked up at her, the frustration evident on his face. "I don't know what the fuck happened," he said softly.

She sat beside him and rubbed a hand over his back. "I don't either. It's as if he knew what you were going to do before you did it."

He nodded. "I wanted to pound his smug little face into the dirt."

She leaned her head against his arm. "Good thing you didn't. I don't fancy visiting you in Azkaban."

He smiled. "But you'd still visit me."

She nodded. "I would." She looked up and noticed a vent that went from their locker room to the one the Canons were using and knew that if she could hear the showers running in there, then they could probably hear them. She smiled as she moved to stand in front of him. "Marcus," she said softly.

He knew that tone, could see it in his posture as his head snapped up. He furrowed his brow. "Here?"

She nodded. "Yes. Right here, right now."

She could see him contemplating it for a moment, then stood and pressed her against the lockers as his lips found hers. She moaned against his lips as she unclasped her robe and it fell down around her feet, leaving her in a short pleated black skirt and charcoal grey button-down. Marcus wasted no time in removing the shirt and groaned at seeing her wearing the black bra and knew that the panties would match. He dropped to his knees in front of her and pushed the skirt up around her waist and groaned again. She fisted her hands in his hair as he flicked his tongue out against the lace. She moaned loudly, hoping it would carry over and drive Oliver mad. "Fuck, Marcus."

He lifted one leg over his shoulders and delved deeper, finally moving the panties aside to give him free range over her body. She began thrusting her hips against his face and before she knew it he had her writhing in release, screaming his name at the top of her lungs. He stood and dropped his pants as his mouth found hers once again. He lifted her against the lockers and lowered her onto his cock. She moaned happily as he filled her, moaning his name again as she was right next to the vent. He cupped her arse in his hands as she wrapped her legs around his waist. "Gods, Marcus, fuck me hard!" she screamed and he complied. He pounded into her, fucking her like there was no tomorrow, and before long, they were both gasping for air as they came. She clung to him as she slid kisses along his neck and he put her back on her feet as he slid out of her.

He leaned down and kissed her his hands roaming over her body. She pulled away, a lazy smile on her face. "Come along, love. I'll let you have your way with me the rest of the night," she said as she began to right herself and she waited for him to change out of his Quidditch uniform and into normal clothes before she took him by the hand and began to lead him out of the locker room. He moved behind her and wrapped his arms around her shoulders and began moving kisses along her neck. As they reached the outside, he became a little more daring and moved his hands around to cup her breasts, causing her to moan.

"Have a little bit of decorum, other people are still here," they heard behind them. Marcus gave one last nip at Katie's ear before he turned and looked at the red faced Oliver Wood.

He smiled. "I can't help it if we can't keep our hands off each other."

"Yeah, I've been down that road, too."

She felt Marcus tense behind her and slid her hand between them and cupped him in her hand, which got her attention as well as a groan. Katie looked at Oliver, "That might be true, but it was far less satisfying for me," she said as they started walking again.

"I still won the game today, Flint."

Katie turned, afraid that Marcus would run off to do as he wanted, which was pound Oliver's face into the ground. Instead, he only turned and smiled. "You can have the Quidditch win. I'm going to go home and shag Katie Bell to enjoy my loss."

He wrapped an arm around her and kissed the top of her head, happier than he could be at losing to Oliver Wood. But as he looked down at her bright smile and felt her hand resting on his hip, he knew that he could happily take a loss to Wood if it meant he won Katie.

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crimsoncherry6 From: crimsoncherry6 Date: July 10th, 2007 10:45 pm (UTC) (Link)

Squee!

Fabulicious! Who would want to keep their hands off him?
teasingwench From: teasingwench Date: July 10th, 2007 11:05 pm (UTC) (Link)

Re: Squee!

So glad you enjoyed it! Look for more as Marcus/Katie is quickly becoming a new favorite couple of mine!!
crimsoncherry6 From: crimsoncherry6 Date: July 23rd, 2007 12:06 pm (UTC) (Link)

Re: Squee!

I realize it's been a terribly long time since my last comment but please do tell me if you find any good ones!
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