Baz smiled as Simon's hands gripped his hips and pulled his body close to him, and their lips attached in a heated embrace. Tingling erupted in his chest as Baz's hands moved to first wrap around his neck and the feeling intensified as Baz's fingers scraped up the back of Simon's neck to slide through his thick unruly hair and tug at the ends. A moan escaped from the back of Simon's throat and into Baz's mouth and Baz smiled through the kiss.
Simon arched his neck upwards further to compensate for the height difference between the two boys and Baz took the opportunity to dip his head further, his broad shoulders curling forward as he attached his lips to Simon's jugular, before he began to suck at the sensitive skin there. Simon's breath left his body in a series of heated pants and Baz smiled against Simon's neck, before leaning back to meet his eyes, his cold hands firmly clasping Simon's jaw and Simon's eyes fluttered shut at the firm feeling. Simon's grip on Baz only tightened as he leaned in to put his mouth on Baz's barely warm throat (of course he was always so bloody cold, he was a vampire).
"Simon?" The voice that left Baz's mouth was not Baz's voice, but it was increasingly familiar. Penny. But what was Penny doing here?
Simon's eyes slammed open and he was not met with the face he wanted to be met with, Baz, but instead he was met with Penelope's expectant face as she leered over him. He wrenched his head up from the classroom desk and could feel the classes eyes on him.
"You were moaning," Penelope whispered to Simon, her skin tinted pink and Simon felt his skin matching hers, only 100 times hotter and a darker pink.
He raised his eyes to look at the rest of the class and instead found his eyes only meeting Baz, who sat in the seat in front of his, his arms crossed in front of his body and a huge smirk planted on his face, "nice dream, Snow?"
Simon hid his face in his hands but he couldn't hide the blush that burst through the skin on his face and down his neck, and he couldn't escape the loud laughing of Baz and the silent snickering of Penelope beside him as if they knew his innermost feelings.
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just a cute lil story of dream simon fantasising about basil, bc snowbaz af
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Herbs and Spices // snowbaz
Fanfictiona series of short stories filled to the brim with all things Watford, particularly Simon Snow and Baz Pitch all of the characters and settings and general Watfordness about these stories belong to Rainbow Rowell. I, in no way, take credit for...
