pairing: draco malfoy x blaise zabini x ginny weasley word count: 1632 a/n: I started writing this the other week, after first seeing this post pop up on my dashboard and being inspired. anyways, now that I’m done nano I decided it was time to finish it off. hope you enjoy!
fuck have you done to yourself,
standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom they share, turning his head to
the left and right. Over his shoulder, Draco is glaring also into the mirror,
squinting slightly through the post-shower fog to catch a glimpse of whatever
it is that’s sparking in Blaise’s
Blaise responds, voice smooth and deep as always. “Do you like it?” He turns on
his heel and notices that Draco’s eyes skim down over his chest, muscular and
still dripping from his shower. It takes a minute for the pale blonde to flick
his eyes up to Blaise’s face.
muses, and steps closer, into the muggy heat of the bathroom. He leans a little
closer still, looking at the way the thin gold ring contrasts against Blaise’s
dark skin. On another man, it might look like a bull ring. On Blaise, it makes
him look regal, disarming. More so than he already is, which Draco hadn’t
actually thought was possible. “That depends.” He decides, and Blaise raises a
closes the distance between them and presses his lips against his boyfriends,
claiming them in an aggressive kiss. “Can I still do this?” He murmurs against
Blaise’s lips, nipping the bottom one possessively.
yes,” Blaise mumbles back, suddenly grateful that he hadn’t bothered to put his
clothes back on.
gotten another one?”
unwrapping a thin scarf from around his neck, and he nearly curses Draco’s
incredibly excellent eyesight at catching the ring that is now nestled on the
inside of his left ear.
rolls his eyes as he crosses their small apartment to take a closer look. “I
mean, I certainly understand rebelling against your parents-“
Draco grins, unable to stop himself. “But, you’ve only just gotten the other
one. Your mother is in, what, Sicily right now? She’s not even seen the first
shrugs in a way that looks like liquid
and wraps his arms around Draco’s body, tugging him closer still and pressing a
kiss to the blonde’s forehead. “You’re right. Actually, I was trying to get the
can’t help it, he rolls his eyes again. “And?”
I believe her exact wording was ‘ I don’t
date cocky assholes.’”
can’t stop the snort that escapes his lips. “She’s not wrong, you know. You are
shouldn’t I be? I’m gorgeous, dating a stunning man, I can still date pretty
girls…” Blaise grins, charming and seductive and definitely cocky. “Speaking of
cocks,” he mumbles, and slides his hand down Draco’s front.
one takes three weeks. He doesn’t even make a show of not mentioning it. “What
do you think?” It’s his other ear now, a small golden flower sparking with
emerald gems pressed against the flat cartilage on top.
flower?” Draco says, with a sigh.
are pretty.” Blaise says, already pulling his shirt off. “I like pretty
things.” He reaches for Draco’s shirt and, thankfully, the blonde doesn’t
Draco mumbles, as Blaise kisses his neck and then lower with fervour. “You’re
always so horny when you get home. What’s so great about this girl? Do her
nipples taste like whiskey?”
laughs, now on his knees and tugging Draco’s pants down to his ankles. “I’m not
sure. Still can’t convince her to come on a date. But, if you met her, you’d
agree with me.” And then his mouth is too occupied to explain any further, and
Draco is definitely not complaining.
figured out how to get her to agree to go one a date with me.”
lying next to Draco in bed, tracing his finger over his boyfriend’s pale skin,
enjoying the way Draco flinches to try and stop himself from laughing. Draco
likes to pretend he’s not ticklish, because apparently it isn’t manly to
giggle. Blaise knows better. He always
on, entertain me.” Draco drawls, voice still thick with sleep.
grins, and leans forward to nip at one of Draco’s small nipples. “I’m going to
get my cock pierced.”
sits bolt upright, nearly smacking his head into Blaise’s as he goes. “Excuse
me?” He sputters, looking over at his boyfriend as though he’s grown a second
shrugs, unaffected. “I figure, once she sees what she’s missing out on she’ll have to say yes.”
Draco is shaking his head now, trying to wrap his mind around this. “I happen
to like that cock.”
say you won’t like it more with a ring in it? Could be good for… stimulation…”
get your hand off me.” Draco chides, but he only half-heartedly smacks the dark
hand away from his body. “Right. This is it. I need to see this girl with my
own eyes and figure out exactly what’s causing this reaction.”
sure that Draco can’t see the glint of his eyes, doesn’t stop the devious smile
that breaks out over his face.
to the piercing studio that afternoon, Blaise’s fingers twined around Draco’s
as they open the door and step in out of the cold. Draco spots her immediately.
He’s not sure why he’s so convinced this is the girl - she isn’t Blaise’s usual
short, with wide shoulders and thin hips and long straight red hair. She’s got
a ring through her bottom lip, a stud in her nose, and he can see nearly a dozen in
one of her ears. It’s probably because of the way she grins when she spots
Blaise, and then her face falls when she glances down and realizing he’s
holding someone’s hand. A man’s hand.
Draco would count that as a point for him. Their relationship has always been
open and comfortable like that, but it doesn’t mean he doesn’t enjoy getting to
be the one Blaise comes home to more often than not. Except. Except, he can’t
help but wonder what this girl sounds like when she comes, what her creamy skin
tastes like under his tongue. What she would look like with Blaise on top of her.
If she could take them both.
goes dry. Blaise glances over, and grins. And suddenly it all clicks.
bastard.” He whispers, under his breath, and Blaise pretends he hasn’t heard as
he turns towards the redhead.
greets, warmly. His voice is lacking the usual layer he spreads on thick as
honey when he’s trying to seduce women. He sounds genuine. She smiles back and
heads over to greet the men.
good to see you again.” Draco can tell she’s trying to keep her voice neutral,
but failing - she seems to wear her heart on her sleeve, or at least on the
furrow in her brow.
my boyfriend, Draco.” Blaise introduces, letting go of Draco’s hand so that he
can shake the girls.
nice to meet you.”
Draco can’t help it, he plucks her hand out of the air and presses his warm lips to
the back of her knuckles, and his own voice is certainly husky when he speaks.
“The pleasure is all mine.”
flushes and removes her hand and looks to Blaise. “What can I do for you today?
Another piercing already?”
shakes his head, and looks back to Draco who can’t seem to take his eyes off
the redhead. When Blaise glances over, he realizes it is because her shirt has
shifted and he can now see the outline of a barbel in her nipple through the
thin cotton. “Not today, love. Actually, I figured I’d see if you were still
intent on not giving me your number.”
frown deepens and she looks back over to Draco, who forces himself to meet her
eyes instead of her breasts with his gaze. “Am I missing something?”
decides he can handle this situation better than his cocky asshole of a boyfriend. “You see, we’re not entirely…
conventional.” Draco explains. “I suppose you’d classify our relationship as
her red eyebrows perk up in interest and she looks back at Blaise, before
licking her lips. “Interesting.”
about to say something, but Draco speaks before his boyfriend can, unable to
stop himself. “How much did that hurt?” He asks, waving at her chest vaguely.
Ginny smirks and steps slightly closer to him. “Nothing I couldn’t handle,
though, I’m a bit of a fan of pain. Bit unconventional myself, I suppose.”
swallows thickly beside him, and Draco smirks in response. “When does your
glances back over her shoulder behind the counter. The man standing there is
tall, and his red hair matches hers, though it’s tied up in a bun at the back
of his head. He has a tattoo of what looks like a dragon wrapped around his
arm, and a large scar across the left side of his neck. She seems to have an
entire conversation with him in a series of brow raises and intense glares, and
then she turns back and flashes a stunning smile at the two tall men in front
now. Tell me that you live close.”
has found his voice again, and he steps forward and slips one of his large dark
hands into her small creamy one. “Two blocks.” He says.
Lead the way.”
slips his hand down into her other one and they leave the shop together, and
Draco decides firmly that if all of Blaise’s rebellions look like this, he’ll
be the first one in line to buy a megaphone in the morning.
You should not laugh. You should not forget about your problems. The world is not funny. We are all dying. The world is not funny. 12% of the world’s population does not have access to clean drinking water. The world is not funny. Guy Fieri owns two functioning restaurants. The world is not funny.