Blaise Zabini (zabinixblaise) wrote in acciorpg, @ 2003-08-12 20:30:00

The Night after Hogsmeade was Over
Characters: Blaise Zabini and Ashley Toren
Setting: The Slytherin Common Room
Rating: PG-13


Blaise Zabini: Blaise would be found sitting in the Common Room, on his favorite black plush chair infront of the fire. He had returned from Hogsmeade a while ago and was a slight bit tipsy from all the Butterbeers he had drank, which was quite a bit more then two.. He was readon a book, a small one that was a bit bigger then his hand. The words were beginning to blur a bit, mostly because of his being drunk, the other because he had been staring at the same page for the past half hour.

Ashley Toren: Ashley after being shagged in Hogsmeade was a bit tipsy herself. Losing her virginity to Malfoy was something she hadn't planned. Especially since she was generally the teaser. She didn't think she'd actually succumb to being shagged, but it had happened. When Narcissa had stumbled in upon them she had been mortified and the tounge lashing she had recieved after hadn't been most welcoming. Entering the Common Room, she looked worn out physically but in her eyes she was wired. Noticing Blaise right off, the anger that was once in her veins had returned.

Blaise Zabini: Blaise hadn't noticed the sound of the door opening and closing, but remained looking at the book. Contrary to what it may look like, he wasn't depressed or thinking. He was merely zoned out.

Ashley Toren: Ashley walked over to a couch and laid across it. Putting an arm above her head, she played with a piece of her hair. "Hello Zabini." She said cooly. Even after being shagged her voice was different, more mature and tired.

Blaise Zabini: That got his attention. Blaise looked up and over at Ashley before looking back down at the no longer blurry page in the book. "Evening Ms. Malfoy," said purely to enrage her and amuse him abit.

Ashley Toren: "Why thank you for that lovely compliment." She drawled and didn't get angry in the least. Quite the opposite of what he had expected. "A little drunk are we?" Ashley questioned playfully and put her other hand on her stomach.

Blaise Zabini: Blaise gasped in mock suprise sitting up straighter, he had been slouching reading the book, due to the fact that he was drunk, or so he would say later. "You noticed. How positively sweet. You took your nose out of your own ass and payed attention to someone else for a change. I'm perfectly happy for you." Blaise looked at her, his brown eyes nearly glowing in anticipation of what would come next.

Ashley Toren: Placing a hand over her mouth, she yawned and shook her head. "You bore me Zabini. Surely you can do better than that.." she waved her hand in emphasis but also as if to brush him off. "But your joy in being happy for me is more than I can tolerate at the present moment." Standing up, she shrugged her robes off her shoulders and loosened her tie. Her boots clinked on the floor as she walked across to the fire.

Blaise Zabini: "But being happy for you is so pleasing to me. It gives me a meaning in life." He looked at her back, now that she was practically standing right infront of him, as he was seated infront of the fire. His voice held only the utmost amusement.

Ashley Toren: Turning her head back to look at him over her shoulder, she smiled. "Then that is a very sad meaning my friend." Turning fully around, she walked over to him and put a hand on his chest. "Surely you could have a better chance at life, no?"

Blaise Zabini: "I could," then he looked up at her and away from the book, "But what would I be withought it?" Smirking he answered himself, "Ah yes, I'd be Blaise..."

Ashley Toren: Moving her hand up to his chin, she squeezed lightly and lowered her face. "Yes, you'd be Blaise all right. Blaise with no purpose whatsoever anyway. Even if he tried." She said in a sexy tone and nipped at his nose.

Blaise Zabini: "You tease me.. But I'm Blaise." He looked up a her with a mock-hurt look on his face. But his eyes still shinning in amusement. His eyes must be the only thing about him that never change, always with a hint of amusement even in the worst of times.

Ashley Toren: "Yes. Your Blaise. But now your Blaise with a hand-print." And with that she slapped him hard across the face, her hand stinging. Kissing his forehead she walked back over to her couch and sat in a corner of it, silent. Playing with a curl at the bottom of her hair, she was now the amused one. And it was clearly written in her green eyes.

Blaise Zabini: "Ow women! I thought you were taught your manners." A hand proding at the sting on his cheek, hopping to all the gods that he didn't even believe in that no mark would mare his perfect face.

Ashley Toren: "I was, but not for the lower class." Crossing her legs, she winced slightly. There was a slightly pain from the shaggage. Staring at Blaise, she hoped that he didn't notice. And that he would especially not ask.

Blaise Zabini: He wasn't looking at her so didn't notice the wince. "Now that was below the belt, Toren."

Ashley Toren: "Oops." She said simply and ran a hand through her hair. "I'm not exactly pleased with you so I don't really care what you think, Zabini."

Blaise Zabini: "Oh but see you do care what I think. You just don't want to admit it." He looked over at her and winked.

Ashley Toren: "If that's what you want to think." Rolling her eyes she stood and brushed herself off. "Now if you don't mind, I am quite tired. Unless you have something you want to talk about of importance, I think I will go to bed."

Blaise Zabini: "Everything I say is of importance, because I am Blaise." He grinned. What a happy person he was. Even after being slapped and bitten on the nose.

Ashley Toren: "Nothing you say is importance. To me anyway. Anything else you would care to entice me with?" Picking up her robes from the couch, she walked towards the stairs.

Blaise Zabini: "You know you love what I have to say. You love the enticing sound of my voice. You love my sexy looks, though I can't blame you." He was starting to sound like a bastard even to himself.

Ashley Toren: "Oh yeah, because your voice is so sexy. But it doesn't compare to Malfoy's moans." Figuring she just gave herself away, she shrugged. "You might be sexy, but you must remember that Mrs.Malfoy would never defy her lovely Mr. Malfoy."

Blaise Zabini: "Oh you disgust me woman! I don't need to know about your sexual life. Be sure to remember that in the future." He stood from the chair, and walked towards her, stopping right infront of her. "And you'd do best to remember that, missy."

Ashley Toren: "Why, you would be the first to know about my sex life because you would probably be the one shagging me next." Licking her lips she looked away from him, staring out the window. She started to fade off into her own thoughts.

Blaise Zabini: "Was that an offer?" Still looking at her, his voice was almost dripping with sarcasm.

Ashley Toren: Putting her hand on his cheek where she slapped, she smirked. Looking him straight in the eyes, she shook her head. "Only if you want it to be." Her voice was in the 'sexy-fuck-me' tone.

Blaise Zabini: Blaise stood there for a minute positively dumbfounded. Shaking his head he replied, "Why would I want to shag used goods?"

Ashley Toren: "For the experience." Kissing him, she turned away. Clearly she had enough for the day. Somewhat hoping Blaise would let her leave, she took a couple steps forward.

Blaise Zabini: He turned away supressing the urge to giggle girlishly. "Evening Ms. Toren." And walked back to his chair.

Ashley Toren: "Night bitch." She said carelessly and headed up to the Girls Dorms.

Blaise Zabini: And that would be when Blaise burst out into that fit of giggles. Yes giggles. He colapsed back into the chair.