Teasing Him
Disclaimer: I don't own HP.
A/N: This is for the Globetrotter Drabble Competition and the prompt is London, England. Enjoy this M&MWP!
Gideon tried so hard to listen to the raven-haired boy's words. Regulus had finally warmed up to the redhead after six months (to the point that they could be considered friends if anyone knew they were talking) and now it was all going to be ruined if he couldn't stop staring at the younger boy's lips. Gideon couldn't help it though, they looked so soft and pink, and they teased Gideon with every consonant and vowel being spoken in Regulus' velvet voice. Damn, what was he saying?
Gideon focused on Regulus to find that he was staring at a silent Black. To make matters worse, Regulus was staring at him with a look that clearly said that he was caught red-handed. Or maybe he was caught red-eyed? Gideon shook his irrelevant chain of thought from his mind and sheepishly grinned at the Slytherin.
"What are you staring at?" Gideon could feel the blood rush to his face when the Black smirked.
"That's what I'm trying to figure out. I believe the specimen to be a bumbling idiot who keeps staring at my lips. He doesn't appear to be very stealthy either." Regulus said matter-of-factly like he was just making an observation during an experiment, not like he was talking about his straight (like that's true) friend staring at him for way too long.
"I-I wasn't staring at your lips. Come on, why would I do such a thing?" Gideon tried to save himself. He really did, but Regulus wasn't having it.
"Why do normal people stare at other people's lips?" Gideon cringed a little. Regulus was a Black through and through on certain things and Regulus really wanted to embarrass him by making him say it out loud, even though they both knew why. Though Gideon considered this to be better than Regulus becoming disgusted at the action.
Or was it?
"W-Why?" Gideon stuttered again and cursed himself mentally. Why couldn't Regulus leave this alone or mock him and get on with it?
Regulus's smirk just grew a little wider as he leaned up to place his smooth pink lips on Gideon's lips. Gideon gasped out of shock and felt the immediate presence of a tongue dancing against his, while exploring Gideon's mouth. Gideon – though still shocked as if he was struck by lightning – felt his body relax and soon the two Hogwarts students' tongues engaged in an adventure, diving into treasure chests of pleasure that were each other's mouths. And then Regulus abruptly walked away from him.
Gideon gasped from the loss of contact and the sudden fog that spread through him. He was finding it difficult to pull his thoughts together in his jumbled mind. Gideon felt dizzy, confused, shocked, and beyond all, completely enthralled about Regulus Black.
(After all, he was a highly attractive, enthralling human being with those obsidian eyes and his willowy, but somehow strong frame, wasn't he Gideon? How could the "bumblingly idiotic," redhead with baby blue orbs resist a mysterious, aristocratic teenager?)