Title: The Real Thing
Pairing: Blaise Zabini/Luna Lovegood
Prompt: "Dating is just awkward moments and one person wants more than the other. It's just that constant strangeness. I think it's a very real thing"
Word Count: 400
Warning: See the rating. First time writing this pairing.
Summary: Blaise and Luna come to an agreement
A/N: Originally written for Challenge One on the LJ community: blaiseluna_ldws . It was Mod's Choice! =D (I got a pretty banner)
The Real Thing
His arms tightened around her, pressing her figure against him. His tongue caressed hers in a slow, dominating way; adding the precise pressure he knew made Luna weak at the knees. As expected, she shivered and let her weight rest on his strong arms, sighing in surrender against his lips.
Blaise guided her blindly to the bed, where they laid in a tangle of limbs. Breaking apart to recover this breath, he looked at her bright blue eyes for a second, losing himself in the innocence layed bare in her gaze. An innocence he knew was long forgotten once he laid hands on her. Burying his nose on the crook of her neck, Blaise started licking and nipping her soft, pale skin hungrily.
"We should date," he heard her saying in her usual dreamy tone.
"Pardon me?" His deep voice muffled by her bare shoulder.
"A date. I think you should take me on a date," she said simply, moving her face to look at him.
"We've never been on a date before, Luna," he explained, frowining.
His frown felt natural when she was around. Six months of seeing Looney Lovegood didn't help to have a better understand of this confusing creature. She could still surprise him, leaving him speechless most of the time.
"And why is that?"
Her clear curiosity made him even more aroused as his cock twitched in excitement. Her blonde eyebrows were arched in that lovely way that made him want her even more.
Swallowing hard and trying to restrain himself from devouring her swollen lips, he said, "Dating is just...awkward moments; and...one person wants more than the other, you know? It's not you Luna, but that...constant strangeness..."
"I think dating is a very real thing."
"I think us is a very real thing," he said huskily against her lips, leaning to kiss her deeply and burying his erection against her thigh.
Her gasp was his trophy, indicating his victory. Works like a charm, he thought inwardly, suppressing a smug smile as his hands cupped her breasts.
"I still think we should go on a date, Blaise. Friday is good. You can pick me up at seven," she said as a matter of fact with a small smile, before sliding her legs around his waist and arching her body against him. His groan was the only confirmation she needed. "I'm glad we came to an agreement."
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