Blaine looked up at Umbridge, the alcohol finally clouding his judgment horribly. He couldn't help himself, reaching up to grasp the back of Umbridge's head, pulling her closer to him. He licked his lips lightly before pressing them to hers. He could taste lipstick, eggnog and something else he couldn't quite put his finger on. It tasted good though. He had never kissed anyone other than her before, the only "relationship" he had ever had was one date with a boy to a sadie hawkins dance where he and the other boy had gotten beat up before even making it there. Kissing Umbridge always felt like the first time though, and her taste was different every time. He wasn't sure if it was because of her lipstick or the eggnog, but his mouth was suddenly watering for her. He finally broke the kiss after a few minutes, breathlessly looking up at her.
Blaine was a sight. He had her dark pink lipstick all over his face, his eyes were dark and lidded, hazy from the alcohol in his system. She had never seen him so undone before. When they had kissed at the first party, it had a feeling of need behind it, but it was different than this time. Their first kiss had been special for him, because it was his first ever, but Umbridge knew this was a different kind of kiss. She knew what he wanted, and she couldn't find it in her to argue with him, his dark hair coming loose from the massive amounts of gel she knew he used. She found him even more sexy in that moment than she ever had before. She figured that it was because of the eggnog, but she didn't care. She wanted the Warbler.
"Blainers… I take back what I said earlier." She smiled at him as she let her hand move down between them, her fingers rubbing over his crotch at the semi that was already in his pants. When he didn't object, she slowly undid the button on his dress pants, sliding the zipper down afterwards. She let her fingers slowly pull his pants down around his knees, where he took over kicking them the rest of the way to the ground, and smiled up at her.
"Are you sure? And you're doing that backwards. Isn't my shirt supposed to come off first?" He laughed teasingly, leaning up to take off his blazer, tossing it to the floor before loosening his tie and pulling it and his shirt off over his head in one fail swoop. Umbridge looked down to his muscular chest, and let her hands rub up and down it. When she finally pulled her eyes away she looked up to him, a devilish look in her eyes, leaving her head tilted down a bit.
She used the hand still on his chest to push him back onto the bed hard, seeming to pounce back on top of him, one leg on either side of him. She growled as she pulled her pink dress over her head in one motion, revealing a pair of dark pink panties and matching bra, although Blaine really didn't see why she wore the bra, her body was built like one of those female body builders, leaving no real trace of breasts. He smiled a bit at how hot he actually thought it was. It was a nice mix of feminine and masculine features, fitting his interests perfectly. He was in awe of how perfect she was, to him.
"Damn… Umbie, you are so sexy…" He smiled as she took a hand and slid it inside his boxers, her fingers wrapping around his shaft as she bit her lip, looking at him. He put his hands behind his head, enjoying the feel of her hand on him. He had done this to himself plenty of times, but having someone else do it took the pleasure to a whole different realm. He bucked into her touch slightly before she looked down at him, slight condescension in her face.
"Now, now. Don't I get something out of this here thing too?" She laughed as she pulled his boxers of, leaving him lay naked on the bed for her eyes to scan freely before unsnapping her bra and sliding off her panties as well. Blaine almost gasped, not sure what to expect. He had thought he was gay before Umbridge, so he hadn't really looked into the specifics of females. He looked her over, and decided he wasn't as gay as he thought, his cock twitching as he waited for her to make her next move. He liked being dominated, he decided.
She quickly reached into the side drawer of her nightstand and pulled out a box of condoms, taking one out and throwing the rest of the box aside before opening the wrapper. She slid it slowly on his tip, and down his shaft. She smiled up at him before placing herself over him, letting him tease her before sliding onto him. He groaned loudly, his hips arching up to meet her halfway as she moaned, a sharp gasp letting out as she slid back off of him.
He couldn't take it anymore. He let his hips take over, thrusting in and out quickly, his member throbbing at the motions. He knew he couldn't hold out much longer, but as he looked up at Umbridge's face, he knew she couldn't either. He let himself thrust once more, hard into her as he came, her body twitching as she let out a loud scream, her voice higher than he had ever heard it.
She looked down at him before pulling off of him, and throwing the used condom away. She came back to his side, laying down with her head on his chest. He was still panting heavily as she smiled at him.
"Well, I guess I'm not as much of a lady as I thought. Nor you a gentleman. Dur dur dur." She smiled, jokingly at him, her hand rubbing his chest lightly.
He looked down at her, one hand in her hair. "Well, if being with you is like that every time, damn being a gentleman. I'll be a douche bag."