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SIMON
"Look at you, Snow" he says, breathing in my neck. "The Mage's Heir, the Chosen One, moaning at my fang"
I laugh. Because of corse Baz was going to remember me that we are supouse to be enemies while we are snogging. He's between my legs, I like this way, we can be at the same high for a moment. I'm not going to say this to him, not yet.
I took him from his chin, make him look at me. With his grey wicked eyes, with his almost but never pink lips, and his intended flushed cheeks.
"Tyrannus Basilton Grimm-Pitch, giving literally love bites to his gratest enemy"
I could let him bite me. Like, actually bite me. With blood and all. He'll probably think I loose completly my mind. But c'mon. A vampire, who is a mage and extremly fit and smart and kind in his very particular way. Of corse it is hot. I'd love hear my name in his voice, but even the "Snow" thing turn me on now.
No, I can't believe myself what am I saying either. Christ, this is a lot. But I love it. We are fooling around in our room. This room, wich is more ours that it could be for anyone else. Our home. Of corse Baz is part of my home, it's stupid how long take me to realize that I couldn't feel this room, in this giant school, as mine and hating my roommate at the same time. That's what make no sense. Baz and I sharing breathe make a lot of sense. More. I like this better than fighting, for sure.
He is leaving marks, I couldn't care less.
"I'm surprised you know my entire name".
"I have been obsessed with you since I'm a child. Of course I know you entire name, do you know mine?" I tease. I want make him say my name.
"Simon bloody Snow, you nightmare". I took him from his waist, to make eye contact. I like the hot things, I'm enjoying him and myself. But I like him. The silly things, the magic around us right now.
"Call me Simon" I whisper. I tried enough with tricks. I can beg. I embarassed myself enough with him. I can do it a little bit more.
"Simon". I feel his lips touching mine while he speaks. That makes me grin. I'm never going to get enough of this.