slytherin boys react

blaise zabini: kissing you for the first time

you were at his room, sitting on the floor as you were both talking and joking around, hanging out as usual.

"you know, i might kiss you if slytherin wins the quidditch match this weekend," you say jokingly to tease him.

that catches him off guard and his demeanor shifts slightly. "you mean it?" he says excitedly.

"no, i'm just joking." you chuckle.

"ah ah no, you already said it, you can't take it back!" he says as he nudges your shoulder.

"well, how about now? you want me to kiss you now?" you ask teasingly.

his mouth drops open, completely surprised by this comment from you. "you just want to kiss me like that?" he asks, slightly confused and surprised, but feeling the tension between you two suddenly intensify.

"never mind, i want to wait until the match." you say, quickly changing your mind.

"wait, wait, wait, hold on, no hold on." he says, grabbing your hand and pulling you closer, looking at you with a grin.

"do you actually expect me to wait until the match for a kiss?" he asks, starting to get flustered. "what if we don't even win?" he adds.

"then no kiss," you reply.

"but i want that kiss." he admits. "i don't think i can wait that long, honestly, that's too long of a wait." he says, getting slightly more flirty and teasing. "so, are you gonna kiss me now or not?" he asks, smirking and staring at your lips.

"it's this weekend, blaise." you roll your eyes playfully.

"yeah, but that's too far away. can't you kiss me now?" he says playfully, but he's starting to get a little desperate. him saying this was basically him begging. he genuinely did want to kiss you. the more he was around you, the more his body yearned for it. he was starting to lose his patience.

"mm.. nope." you say.

he couldn't help but get annoyed at the fact that you were basically just teasing him. "come on, you can't just do that to me. don't ask if i want a kiss, get me all excited, and then say 'sike, not giving you that kiss now.'" he says, his voice playfully annoyed. he was really starting to get tempted to just grab you and make you kiss him.

"okay fine, kiss me," you challenge him.

he stares at your lips for a few seconds before looking back into your eyes. he's wondering if he should just take you by surprise and kiss you or wait, but the urge is too strong. suddenly, he presses his lips against yours with a force that almost makes you fall back.

the way you were caught off guard gives him a little satisfaction. his kiss wasn't too rough, but just enough to get a reaction from you. he pulls away, then grabs your hips and scoots you closer to him, his hands moving up to your waist and caressing your sides. "too much?" he chuckles.

"a little." you say, chuckling along with him.

he smiles and slowly leans in to kiss you again, this time more gently, taking his time tasting your lips. his movements are tender, and he savors the moment, his fingers lightly tracing patterns on your sides as he deepens the kiss, pouring all his feelings into it.

he pulls you even closer, his touch becoming softer and more deliberate. you feel the warmth of his hands on your waist as his lips move slowly against yours, savoring each moment. as the kiss deepens, his hand moves up to cup your cheek, his thumb brushing gently against your skin. the kiss is gentle but passionate, his other hand roams over your back as he pulls you closer, eliminating any remaining space between you.

he gently lays you down on the floor as he continues kissing you. eventually, he pulls back, resting his forehead against yours as you both catch your breath. he chuckles, looking down at you as you lie on the floor. "we should move this to the bed, that doesn't look very comfortable," he says teasingly as he admires your body beneath his.