Turning Out Party
Title: Turning Out Party
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Blaise/Zacharias
Rating: R
Warning(s): Sexual suggestion
Word count: 365
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: hogwarts365 Prompt #116 - singer
Summary: Blaise works up the nerve to ask Smith to dance. Follows Popping Out Party.
"I'd love to dance," said Smith, batting those absurdly long lashes up at Blaise.
Blaise's heart rate tripled, sending blood thrumming through his veins and straight to his cock. He was tempted to see if he could talk Smith into a horizontal dance, but he reckoned that a Hufflepuff would require some careful wooing. However, if rumor was to be believed, Smith wasn't a typical Puff. No matter, Blaise did enjoy a challenge.
Blaise led Smith to the dance floor. He cast an anxious glance around to see what sort of gossip was going on, but no one seemed to be paying him and Smith any special attention. Blaise relaxed and drew Smith into his arms. He was close enough to feel the warmth of Smith's body without being inappropriate. As a Celestina Warbeck song flowed over them, Blaise led Smith in a slow series of steps and turns.
"Celestina Warbeck is my favorite singer," said Smith.
"I enjoy her music, but I prefer the Weird Sisters," Blaise said in reply.
"You must like things loud and crazy," Smith remarked.
If you only knew, thought Blaise. Aloud, he said, "Yeah, I reckon you're right. What about you?"
Smith grinned up at him. "I like things loud and crazy, too," he replied. "Music, sports, sex..."
Blaise missed a step and nearly stumbled.
Smith laughed at him. "Don't act so shocked, Zabini," he said. "And, if you weren't thinking about sex, why did you ask me to dance?"
Blaise recovered his aplomb. "I asked you to dance as a means of working up to asking for sex," he answered honestly. "Had I known you were so bold, I would have simply asked if you wanted to shag."
Smith's lashes fluttered again. "Yes."
Blaise was sufficiently distracted that he had to ask Smith to clarify. "Yes, what?" he prompted with a puzzled frown.
"Yes, I want to shag," said Smith.
Blaise almost fell over his feet again. He was beginning to wonder which of them was calling the shots, and which of them would call the shots in bed. Still, this was the best, and perhaps only, chance he had of sleeping with a bloke before leaving Hogwarts, and Blaise wasn't about to let the opportunity pass him by.
Counting Out Party
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Blaise/Zacharias
Rating: R
Warning(s): Sexual suggestion
Word count: 365
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: hogwarts365 Prompt #116 - singer
Summary: Blaise works up the nerve to ask Smith to dance. Follows Popping Out Party.
"I'd love to dance," said Smith, batting those absurdly long lashes up at Blaise.
Blaise's heart rate tripled, sending blood thrumming through his veins and straight to his cock. He was tempted to see if he could talk Smith into a horizontal dance, but he reckoned that a Hufflepuff would require some careful wooing. However, if rumor was to be believed, Smith wasn't a typical Puff. No matter, Blaise did enjoy a challenge.
Blaise led Smith to the dance floor. He cast an anxious glance around to see what sort of gossip was going on, but no one seemed to be paying him and Smith any special attention. Blaise relaxed and drew Smith into his arms. He was close enough to feel the warmth of Smith's body without being inappropriate. As a Celestina Warbeck song flowed over them, Blaise led Smith in a slow series of steps and turns.
"Celestina Warbeck is my favorite singer," said Smith.
"I enjoy her music, but I prefer the Weird Sisters," Blaise said in reply.
"You must like things loud and crazy," Smith remarked.
If you only knew, thought Blaise. Aloud, he said, "Yeah, I reckon you're right. What about you?"
Smith grinned up at him. "I like things loud and crazy, too," he replied. "Music, sports, sex..."
Blaise missed a step and nearly stumbled.
Smith laughed at him. "Don't act so shocked, Zabini," he said. "And, if you weren't thinking about sex, why did you ask me to dance?"
Blaise recovered his aplomb. "I asked you to dance as a means of working up to asking for sex," he answered honestly. "Had I known you were so bold, I would have simply asked if you wanted to shag."
Smith's lashes fluttered again. "Yes."
Blaise was sufficiently distracted that he had to ask Smith to clarify. "Yes, what?" he prompted with a puzzled frown.
"Yes, I want to shag," said Smith.
Blaise almost fell over his feet again. He was beginning to wonder which of them was calling the shots, and which of them would call the shots in bed. Still, this was the best, and perhaps only, chance he had of sleeping with a bloke before leaving Hogwarts, and Blaise wasn't about to let the opportunity pass him by.
Counting Out Party