Theo got Blaise's attention once again with his next comment, the slightly deadish voice causing him to turn and look and see what was going on with him.
"Pity. Neither do I." More people should carry alcohol around with them randomly, Blaise decided. It would make the world a much better place if people had a shot before they sat down to discuss important matters. Or it could make it a horrible place. Whichever. Blaise didn't particularly care.
"Yes you are," Blaise retorted automatically. He hadn't seen, or heard, of Theo even hugging anyone. He didn't hug friends, or girls who liked him, or even manly hugs to male friends when it would be socially acceptable to do so. He flicked some of his hair from his eyes and watched Theo with slight interest. At least the conversation was interesting, and he was learning some things about little Theo as they went on with it. Blaise couldn't help but smirk to himself lightly.
Theodore shrugged slightly. Maybe he knew all along that Blaise was still a virgin. He had to have at least thought of it at a time or other, for it didn't really come to him as a surprise when the boy confirmed that he took sex seriously.
Theodore had been joking early speaking of needed a drink, but he really did now. Something to perhaps block out the many thoughts that where flying through his mind now. So if Blaise was being serious, why was it only really coming out now? Was he being serious for all this time with his flirting, all those little comments that Theodore had strictly brushed off as Blaise being his normal 'play with anything moving' self. All those comments that Theodore hadn't even thought twice about where now being thought about twice, thrice, and four times over.
Theodore sent a hefty glare at Blaise for that retort.
"And how are you so certain that I'm prude? Despite what your impression of me is, there's a lot you don't know." Theodore spat back. Although holding it back, some of the frustration had sneaked into his words from his confusion at what was actually going on between him and Blaise under the surface, making them harsher then they had meant to be.
Then an idea struck and the frustration melted away. Fine, if Blaise wanted to play one of his subtle games then Theodore would play his own.
"I have a girlfriend, have for quite a while. And the last time I checked you have to be pretty weird to be prude while in a relationship." His tone turned on a dime, this comment being almost light a breezily compared to the last. Yes, he was lying a tiny bit, but if he didn't there would be no way to rival all the things Blaise had against him at the moment. Theodore was cheating, but it's not like they were playing a card game.
They were playing a mind game, and Theodore's goal was to get Blaise to perhaps lose a bit of that oh so famous cool of his.
Mmm. Blaise grinned openly at Theo's next comment. He was sure there was plenty he didn't know, but he was almost just as sure that there was plenty he could correctly guess about the boy. Blaise's dark eyes watched with mute interest as he turned from irritated to quite cool. Ah, so that was his tactic.
"Really, now." Blaise seemed to ponder this for a second, when in all reality, he was biding his time. Oh yes, he knew this. Theo very well could have a girlfriend, he knew, but there was also a good chance he didn't. Blaise himself had used this tactic a few times to dissuade girls from pursing him anymore than they already were. And some men, as well. Though he had, for a while, considered Draco to be that person who claimed him as his, it didn't really apply anymore.
Not to mention Theo would've brought his girlfriend up sooner if they were anything terribly serious. At best, they'd be something like fuck buddies without the fucking. Blaise wasn't that stupid, really. "So what's her bra size?" Something that most men kept track of whether to buy her a sexy bra for a special occasion, or just to be able to boast to friends that she had something nicer than their girls.
And Theo would be at least one of those types most men were, at the core. The type who would buy something special or go around like an idiot talking about it all the time. Blaise was personally the type that bought things for them, but he was always one to spoil those he cared about.
"Oh, and when's your anniversary? You should remember things like that." Blaise asked innocently. Now, of course, Theo was going to have to explain the entire relationship history, and remember it all to the detail, because Blaise intended to ask him again. And again. And maybe a couple more times. Just to be sure, is all. Then he might just be frustrated enough to not kill Blaise if he climbed in his lap or something to that effect.
Oh no, Theodore didn't like that tone. Not one bit. Was he completely readable? Did he have some sort of sigh on his forehead that read 'I'm a babbling idiot, kill me now' ? Did Blaise honestly just figure out his own plan in those few simple seconds it had taken to concoct it?
Bloody Blaise with his bloody skills.
"I, I don't know, I never though to ask." Ew, squirming, not good. Blaise might as well have the boy pinned under him for that's what Theo felt like at the moment, stuck in a situation that had no way of leading to something good. He played with his hair slightly, running and hand though it while trying to run a sentence together, in hope that it may distract Blaise away from the heat that was crawling up his neck.
Anniversary. Oh god he really shouldn't have went with this idea. You really are thick Theodore Nott Junior. You bloody fool. Trying to out play the player himself. Sometimes Theodore believed he should have another person in his head to perhaps pokes his eyes when he came up with something as stupid as this plan
"I don't know? I mean, it's kinda of complicated." Theodore was screaming at himself to just shut up, for the more words that came from his mouth, the more he was complete mortified with the embarrassment he was bring on himself.
Finally, he looked at Blaise for a long moment, glaring daggers if anyone could, and gave a sigh. Defeat.
"Fine you win, I'm a bloody prude. But if I am then you certainly are. I was serious with that 'there's a lot you don't know' comment." he said finally, throwing his arms down in defeat, which had being folded across his chest in a childish manner moments before.
Blaise grinned before bursting out laughing, silent through the whole tirade of awkwardness that he'd watched Theo go through. He knew it was a little cruel, but that was okay, because he'd be nice later, and all would be find and dandy. Still though, it'd been absolutely priceless being able to watch him so nervous and then so defeated when obviously caught. "You should've thought it out better, Theo."
His tone wasn't demeaning, it was almost more of a teacher sounding voice. Like he wouldn't mind sharing a couple little hints and tips that might help further Theo's ability to play. Blaise liked winning, but only if it was well won. Which this one hadn't been, really. He knew he'd caught Theo in a corner, and he'd just been playing with him more. Like a cat who'd already caught the mouse and the mouse who knew it was caught and there was nothing it could do to chance that.
Finally, Blaise just said fuck it all to himself, basically, and in the lightest sense of the word, attacked Theo. Well, it was a lot nicer than that word implied, but that's generally what he did. He was suddenly not in his chair anymore, and was quite decidedly on Theo's lap, his legs off to the side, balancing himself on his knees a bit. How was that for personal space, he wondered idly to himself as he readjusted a bit to get comfortable.
"This is, really, just too easy," Blaise commented lightly, making it appear as though it didn't really matter that he was indeed on Theo's lap. He wasn't touching anywhere though, and it wasn't like he'd started kissing him or in other various ways feeling him up, but it was fairly invasive of him. Oh well.
Maybe Theo could forgive him.
Defiantly should have thought it out better. Maybe if he had thought it out he would have had the smarts not to even attempt it in the first place.
Blaise had been right to think before that Theodore would be so frustrated as to not do anything if he made a move. Not exactly frustrated at Blaise anymore, Theodore had completely forgotten about why he had been annoyed with the boy in the first place, and was now too busing being irritated with himself.
Theodore, losing all train of thought when he noticed that Blaise was in fact coming over and, in fact sitting on him, could do nothing except gap ever so slightly and watch the boy's advancement with wide eyes. The logical part of his head was telling him to scurry to that other side of the couch like he had planned, but no movement took place, for his limbs all seemed to be weighted with lead.
"I-" he really had nothing to say, but something told him to make some sort of attempt at words when he heard Blaise say something beyond the blinding that was his confusion now. Tense would be the only word to use here, for his whole body was now tight and restricted at the closeness, throat as dry as sandpaper, and he was pushed back into the coach as much as he believed physically possible.
Bloody hell.
Wait. What was to easy?
Blaise's eyebrows raised as he watched Theo try to melt into the couch. He grinned at him reached out a finger to trace along his jawbone lightly. Oh yes, this was too easy. Though Blaise was kind enough not to push it anymore and do things that he could've gotten away with with others, he did, however, intend to make this worth it, at least. Worth it, as in enough to cause the boy to blush at the mere thought of Blaise and this little encounter. Hey, it wouldn't take much. He's not going to rape him or anything. But he was going to make it imprinted, at least.
"You..?" Blaise watched him floundering, and then continued for him, "You've never had a guy sit on you, have you?" Blaise figured there was a lot that Theo hadn't really experienced in that department, but that was fine by Blaise. It would be well enough just to be able to tease him like that.
After a moment, Blaise frowned a bit, and glanced down at Theo, a bit of wonder in his eyes, as he asked, almost indignantly, "What do you mean? Do you know something about me that I don't know that you know?" He eyed him for a second before crossing his arms over his chest, watching Theo with interest, at least, but also a little wary at the same time. He didn't like it when people knew things that he didn't know they knew. That usually implied they weren't good things, or things he'd at least prefer that they didn't know.
Dark eyes were watching him still as his breathing remained even. He couldn't help but wonder if he leaned forward, would Theo's heart be racing? He was almost positive it was but he couldn't help but want to check, right? All in the thought of science. Indeed. Though Blaise knew that might be pushing it just a little too much for poor Theo, so he didn't.
Theo tried his best to hold back a shudder at that touch, and it worked, but instead of a shudder he let out a very shaken breath. His skin crawled in an unusually way, something like a shiver while the line of his jaw tingled as if getting it's feeling back after being numb. He swallowed hard, finally shutting that small gap between his lips and getting his mind together enough to resolve that taking a few breaths through his nose would perhaps calm him slightly.
It did, slightly.
Theodore shook his head in reply to Blaise finishing off that failed sentence he had tried to get out a moment before, the motion insuring that, no, he hadn't had a guy sit on him. Blaise had put it in words and now it seemed twice as hard to wrap his mind around. He had been in the situation before, of course, this one was completely different in the aspect that there were no drinks involved and it was Blaise on top of him.
Bloody hell.
"No, I just, I know things about myself that I know you don't know." Theodore was thoroughly surprised he had been able to get that difficult sentence together and out of his mouth without stumbling or slurring the words together. The boy had a side thought that he couldn't help but be happy that he wasn't someone who sweat when nervous.
Racing yes. Theodore was surprised that Blaise couldn't hear it, because it was pretty well the only sound that the teen could hear. It felt like it was beating on his ribs trying to get out of his chest, it almost hurt. He noticed only now that he was shaking just the slightest bit, probably not even for Blaise to notice, but it was amplified by a hundred times just like Theo's heart beat.
He really didn't like this at the moment.
Blaise had to admit that he almost felt bad for what he was putting Theo through. Though he knew that eventually, it wouldn't matter to him in the least. He'd shrug it off as Blaise being Blaise, and it would be no different than if a cat had curled up in his lap. At least, that's how Blaise figured it would go. That's how it'd been with Draco, at first. Silly boys. Getting worked up over things that didn't really matter. Honestly. He was just sitting.
Blaise watched him as he went through his little phases. When he finally spoke, Blaise was impressed. It seemed more likely for him to be stuttering and stumbling over his words as though he'd already had a couple drinks. Fear could be so intoxicating, it was true. It could be a lot like a drug. He'd had friends when he was younger who were rather addicted to it. It made for an interesting mistress, that was for sure.
"Really? Care to tell me any?"
His voice was a little lower than usual, his lips curled into a Cheshire-cat like grin. He didn't reach out to touch him again, he didn't want to give him a heart attack, after all. At least not on the face. Blaise reached out his hand and put it on Theo's chest, near his heart. Ah, yes. He made a small satisfied noise.
"You shouldn't be so panicky. I'm not going to kill you or do anything horrible to you. If you relaxed, you'd probably end up enjoying it, a little." Blaise added the last part as a little side note, his voice more playful. Oh yes, this was just too fun.