His Rose. // Blaise Zabini

late night fun.

*MATURE CONTENT*

A/N: Reminder, I use google translate for the Italian.

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Rose Malfoy

After our little hangout in Dracos room, we left and went back to mine. We sat on my bed and just talked about anything and everything. As time went on, he started to teach me some more Italian.

"So you already know what 'I love you' is, right?" He asked, making sure I had the basics.

I nodded "Ti Amo."

Blaise smiled "Very good. What's this, Cosa Fai?"

I thought about it, rolling onto my back and Blaise resting his head on my stomach. "What are you doing?"

"Correct" he smiled. "How about, Sei Bella?" (you are beautiful)

I sat up which made him sit up too. I cupped his face and pulled him close to me, kissing his lips gently. "And you are Bello." (handsome)

"You didn't answer" Blaise smirked and grabbed my hips, sitting me on one of his thighs.

"You are beautiful." I rolled my eyes "I already know this stuff, Blaise."

"Mhm." His lips kissed my jaw and I craned my head to give him more room "Posso Toccarti?"

I moaned as he sucked at my sweet spot. "Wh- What does that mean?"

"Posso Toccarti?" he repeated "Can I touch you?"

"Sí" I answered and his hands gripped my hips, moving them back and forth against his thigh.

I moaned at the friction and grabbed his shoulders, pulling him closer to me. His hands traveled my body; down my thighs and up my torso, around to my ass where he squeezed. I didn't stop moving my hips, building the tension in my core.

"Sei il Mio tutto" (you are my everything) he said against my lips, continuing to move my hips.

"T-tell me." His hand found my clit on the outside of my pants and he drew circles over it.

"You're my everything." he bit my lip and just when I was about to come undone, he pulled away and laid back onto the bed. Blaise had a smirk plastered across his face "We should probably go and bake those cookies."

"You're an asshole." I groaned and stood up, walking away from him and over to my door.

His arms wrapped around my waist and pulled my back against his chest "Yes, but you love this asshole."

There was that line again. The line that showed it all to me. I'll never forget that.

I smiled and grabbed his hands, pulling him to the kitchen.

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I mixed the batter in the bowl while Blaise started to set up the cookie sheets. I had a question for him and I really wasn't sure if he would be okay with it.

"Blaise?"

"Hmm?" He came over behind me, his hands pulling me close to him by my hips.

"Remember when we were at the quidditch pitch and you pulled me into the locker room?" I questioned, pulling away from him and starting to roll the cookies and put them on the baking sheet.

"Yeah. What about it?" he leaned against the counter.

"Well, I was sad, or angry, I can't remember. Anyways, I had told you how being a secret was rough and I just wanted to kiss you in public." I put the cookies in the oven and went to the sink to wash my hands. "You said that I loved you. Did you love me then?"