For the Pairing the Character Competition (week one: Draco Malfoy, DracoBlaise)
Around the World in 31 Days (Brazil: boyfriend)
Hogwarts Writing Club, Showtime, Genetic Emancipation (Draco Malfoy)
"You're Achilles," Blaise says, ghosting his fingers along Draco's arm.
His boyfriend raises his brows, an amused smirk on his lips. "Last I checked, my name was Draco. Having an affair already, Blaise?"
Blaise rolls his eyes at the teasing. "That's not what I meant, and you know it."
Draco shrugs, leaning back on the sofa they share, his slender legs draping over Blaise's lap. "Elaborate, then." Blaise is annoyed to note it's not a request but a command.
"You act so tough and above it all," Blaise explains. "Noble like Achilles. The rest of Slytherin look at you like you're a hero."
Draco's lips pull into a faint, satisfied smile. He adjusts his position so that his calf brushes along Blaise's thigh. Blaise shivers, trying to ignore the thrill of excitement the gentle touch sends through his body.
"But you have a weakness."
He's thrilled to see the way the blond's smile fades. As much as Blaise loves him, Draco is a bit too egotistical. He will never get tired of finding ways to make his boyfriend scowl and sulk.
"I'm not weak," Draco huffs, eyes narrowing. A dark pink stains his pale cheeks.
"I didn't say you were. I said you had a weakness."
"And what's that?" The challenge is clear in his voice.
Blaise leans in dangerously close. Draco squirms, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallows dryly. Blaise loves him like this. Draco may be a Malfoy. He may act like he's high and mighty and always in control. But Blaise knows exactly how to get under his skin and make him vulnerable.
"What's my weakness?" Draco asks again, his tone softer now, almost a whine.
"Me," Blaise answers at last, capturing his boyfriend's lips in a kiss.
He loves the way Draco melts. Most of all, he loves that he's the only one who can make him melt.