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Blaise Selwyn Zabini (dark_blaise) wrote in magicofloverpg,
@ 2016-01-14 21:36:00

Entry tags:

!rp, char: blaise zabini, char: meghan mccormack, season: 1

Characters: Blaise Zabini and Meg McCormack
Date: Thursday, 14 January
Setting: Wine tasting and vineyard tour Argentina
Summary: Blaise chooses Meg for the second time that week
Warnings: TBD

Blaise had been to Argentina for work and had enjoyed the scenery. This was an opportunity to enjoy the location in the company of a lovely young woman and he was looking forward to the day. Though it was odd to him that their date was pretty much a day tour rather than a romantic evening. Still, life was about a variety of times so it made sense that they would test the pseudo couples in various situations. With that in mind he chose to dress for comfort rather than to impress. He wouldn't do himself any favors if his clothing began to rub him the wrong way.

He was rather glad later that he did so. It had been much easier to relax and enjoy the tours as they had gone from one location to the next. Now they sat finishing their lunch, a little bit of time to be had before they were whisked off to the final tour. "Would you care to take one last look at the mountains?" he asked pushing his practically empty plate to the center of the table.

It wasn't as if they couldn't see them from where they sat, it was more the chance to step away from the watchful eyes of the interpreter who had accompanied them all day. The opportunity to focus on each other for a little while before being dragged off to one last location and then back to the villas and the others.

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bestmeghanever
2016-01-15 07:47 pm UTC (link)

A tour of Argentinian vineyards… When Blaise had asked her to go with him, Meghan had wanted to say no, but instead she had beamed a smile at him and said she’d love to. Because she would love to go, but not because of the vineyards or the wine tasting – although wine was always good, and trying more than one even better – but because Blaise, bloody hell but Blaise was gorgeous. Ever the gentleman with just a touch of sleaze to make him interesting and a body that made him irresistible.

And as it happened, touring the vineyards wasn’t all bad. After all, the company was excellent, as were the wines, and everything just had a calm, casual air about it. Like Blaise, Meghan had gone for the casual look herself; well-worn jeans that hung low on her hips, exposing her tone stomach under the loose, white shirt that was buttoned over her chest.

“They’re beautiful,” she said. Looking towards the mountains in question, she nodded and emptied her glass of wine. Meghan loved the villas in Thailand, but she missed the ruggedness of The Isle of Skye and these mountains, with the warm breeze was a bit closer to that than the white beaches of Koh Samui. Thanking the server for an excellent lunch, she stood up and fell into step next to Blaise.

“Tell me about yourself,” she said with no real preamble. “Like… how one earth you came to be part of something like this. If I’d met you back home, you’re probably the last man I’d think would be part of this.”

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dark_blaise
2016-01-16 06:17 am UTC (link)

Blaise honestly hadn't known what date to choose as he wasn't much for wooing. Usually he gave a few looks and a whispered promise for the night and never dawned their arm again. Of course there had been a few that he'd charmed but it never lasted long. When they began to want more than the courtesy dinner and occasional club before a night of vigerous exercise he cut them loose.

In fact, old habits die hard. He'd spent entirely too much time today wondering how his dark hands would look against her light skin. It was a good thing they'd had an interpreter with them the majority of the day or he'd have come up with quite a few spots they could have enjoyed a little longer.

When she fell into step beside him, Blaise decided that he might as well treat this the way he imagined a real date should go and slipped an arm around her waist to pull her slightly closer as they walked. "I work in magical games and sports and they wanted an insiders view of how this sort of game goes so I was compelled as the only eligible batchelor in the office to apply. And you?"

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bestmeghanever
2016-01-16 06:34 pm UTC (link)

Never one to shy away from a chance like this, Meghan let Blaise pull her closer as her hand found his hip and her thumb hooked into his belt loop. Was he younger? Sure! Was he too young? Probably. Did she care? Not in the least.

Looking up at him, she quirked an eyebrow. “You were volunteered” she determined with a chuckle. That she hadn’t expected. “Well, I’m here to find true love, of course!” she grinned. “Although, a six week’s all expenses paid stay in Thailand during off-season for the sole purpose of spending time with sexy people,” her hand slipped down just a little further on his hip. “Couldn’t hardly turn down that opportunity when my publicist sent it to me, could I?”

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dark_blaise
2016-01-17 05:01 am UTC (link)

"I still had to apply," he affirmed. "The producers must have thought I deserved the chance to see if there was someone out there worth more than a one night stand." Blaise gave an honest answer, something he didn't tend to do in his real world. There was something about this place that allowed for the freedom of truth, perhaps the knowledge that at any moment you could lose the opportunity to come clean with one you wanted to be honest with.

"Sounds like you were persuaded as well," he added. " Not that I mind. Otherwise we could have gone our entire lives simply passing by one another without a second glance." He paused his steps to turn and face her at the closest interval they been thus far. "And might I add that you are worth several glances."

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bestmeghanever
2016-01-17 02:33 pm UTC (link)

“Not so much persuaded as presented with an opportunity I couldn’t resist,” Meghan grinned, and stop along with Blaise, though she moved until she was standing right in front of him. She could feel the leather of his shoes against the tips of her toes in her open sandals, and her body was flush against his when she put her other arm around his waist, once again hooking her thumbs in his belt loops.

“Back home,” she said, her face tilted up so she could look at him – damn, but those almond shaped eyes. “The only reason I would have spared you a second glance was if I’d gotten lost at the Ministry after I’d already asked you for directions,” she admitted. She had made it an art to avoid Ministry people in general, and those from the Department of Magical Games and Sports in particular. Her smile turned teasing and the look in her eyes reflected the hunger that had started to grow in her. “I think one or two of those glances were all I needed to be persuaded that I was wrong about that.”

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dark_blaise
2016-01-18 06:43 pm UTC (link)

Blaise knew there were cameras everywhere. You might not be able to actually see them clearly but they were definitely there. However, the closeness of a beautiful woman would have been enough to forget were they not conversing about the topic at the very moment. "Resistible opportunities are definitely my forte," he leaned in just enough to open the door but not enough to close it. If Blaise had learned anything over the years it was that he never made the actual first move. Women liked to believe they were in control and he had no problem handing them the illusion.

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bestmeghanever
2016-01-19 10:57 pm UTC (link)

As Blaise leaned in, Meghan looked up, keeping her eyes on his. There it was again, that smoothness, that thinly veiled game flirting and seduction entailed. She raised her face further until her lips were barely a hair’s breadth from touching his. She could feel his breath on her skin, and yet her eyes were still on his. “You think I can resist you, Mister Zabini?” she purred.

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dark_blaise
2016-01-23 02:09 am UTC (link)

Blaise quirked an eyebrow at her question. It had to be a trick question. To state that he was irresistible would offer up the challenge of seeing who would break whom. On the other hand, agreeing would could make it seem as if he was uninterested which was definitely not the case.

"I think," he leaned in and lightly brushed his lips against her's before pulling back to where he could give her a proper look. "You can choose to do whatever you so desire."

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bestmeghanever
2016-01-23 04:11 pm UTC (link)

There was no trick to Meghan’s question. Teasing, maybe, but no trick. She didn’t understand his claim that his forte was resistible opportunities, considering how irresistible she found him now that she had gotten to spend the day with him away from the villa paradise.

Blaise’s lips were soft and warm and surprisingly tender, a sharp contrast to his smooth charm. Pulling back as he did, a small though highly amused frown appeared between her eyes. She could choose do to whatever she desired? If there’d ever been any doubt about that, all one had to do was open the Prophet to the gossip pages – or take a look in a couple of issues of Playwizards – and they would know that Meghan McCormack did whatever she wanted to, when she wanted to… unless it was during Quidditch season.

Unhooking her thumb from his belt loop, Meghan reached up and with a hand behind Blaise’s head, pulled him back closer so she could kiss him; a long, deep, slow kiss. “I always do what I want,” she assured him, “And you, Mister Zabini, are not resistible.”

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dark_blaise
2016-01-23 06:29 pm UTC (link)

It was one thing for Blaise to declare he was willing to bow to the irresistible, something entirely different to assume he could sway another. Were he at a tavern looking for his typical pick up he would have made his move by allowing the woman to believe she was the irresistible one when he had no desire of being pulled in for longer than a night. However, this opportunity was different. They were all here looking for something more than just a one night stand, or at least that was what they were supposed to be portraying and for Blaise the more he thought about it the more he wished to find that one that could rein him in.

When she took the initiative to lengthen the kiss, Blaise wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her back in a way that spoke of attentiveness rather than rash desire. "And you Miss McCormack are worth my undivided attention," he took a step back towards one of the rows of grape vines that flanked the trail they were walking. He knew that it wouldn't be long before their translator came looking for them to announce the continuation of their tour, but he wasn't quite ready to be interrupted. Besides there was something intriguing about stealing away knowing that someone would be looking for them soon.

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bestmeghanever
2016-01-23 11:08 pm UTC (link)

When Blaise kissed her back, Meghan melted into him. It felt odd, in the best way possible, for her desire for this man to intensify even as she felt soothed by his touch and his kiss. Even she knew it was silly, but having a younger gorgeous man tell her she had his undivided attention made her feel warm and giggly, and it had nothing to do with the Argentinean heat or the amazing wine they had been presented with earlier.

Letting her hands slip down into his, she moved with him as he stepped backwards. And then another step, and another, until they were out of sight in the relative privacy of the rows of grapes. “My favourite kind of attention from an irresistible man,” she smiled, cupping his cheek as she leaned up to kiss him again.

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dark_blaise
2016-01-24 01:57 pm UTC (link)

Blaise was fairly certain this was going in the direction most of his conquests went aand while the thought that this experience was supposed to be different tugged on the back of his mind he couldn't help but let his natural instincts take over. He gave in to yet another kiss, his hands exploring her exposed waist. Fingertips daring to cross under the hem of her shirt.

Desperately his mind attempted a take over but he didnt have the confidence it could win out. "Is there any other kind of attention?" he asked breaking kiss only to move his lips to the tip of her chin in a light kiss designed to gain access to her neck.

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bestmeghanever
2016-01-25 10:35 pm UTC (link)

“Right this minute, no, mm,” Meghan said softly, her words trailing off into a content hum as she followed Blaise’s gentle prodding and tilted her chin up. His lips were soft, his kisses enticing and making her want just one more and one more and then another. So maybe an interlude like this wasn’t any different from how she would have responded to someone like Blaise back home, but was that really so bad? From the look of it, and the feel of his hands on her skin, skimming along her waist under her shirt, Blaise wasn’t offended or turned off by the idea.

Finding the hem of Blaise’s shirt, Meghan ran her hands up over the warm skin of his abdomen and up to his firm chest. “How long did they say we had?” she murmured.

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dark_blaise
2016-01-29 11:13 pm UTC (link)

Blaise found himself getting lost in the moment. They'd had some good conversation as they'd toured the first two vineyards and lunch had allowed them to talk without the interruption of their interpreter. While all of that had been nice, it was equally as pleasant to realize that there was the absolute possibility that there was physical chemistry as well.

He sighed against the most recent kiss on her neck as she asked how much longer they had. It was a pull back to reality he wasn't ready to pursue. Unfortunately before he could answer a call came out from just beyond where they stood. "Senor Zabini, Senorita McCormack, it is time to head to our last location."

Taking a step backwards, he moved so his hand took hers. "It would seem our time is up." There was definitely a hint of disappointment in his voice.

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