Blaise grinned. "I'm not sure about the ball-gag but by all means... get me handcuffs for Christmas," she said cheerfully, sipping on his drink again.
He laughed, shrugging. "I've snogged a couple of boys. To keep things interesting, you know? Most of them do it when they're drunk, and the moment they're sober, they freak out and insist that they're not gay. Riiight."
He grinned, raising an eyebrow, and knocked back another drink. "That one was easy." He paused. "But... seriously, you've never snogged a Slytherin?"
He eyed her for a moment as he set down his glass. "I believe I can fix that." He winked, then cupped her chin and tilted her head up before leaning forward and pressing his lips against hers, letting his eyes flutter closed.