1. inell prompted me with Hermione/Blaise: blanket.
Dashing through the Snow (R; Hermione/Blaise; 150 words)
The sleigh ride, at least, had proved an inspired idea, not least because Hermione's slick hand had found Blaise's prick early on and had kept up a steady, welcome pumping—but as they reached their destination and Hermione shoved off her bit of blanket and climbed down, Blaise became concerned.
"Where are you going?"
"Inside for punch and carols," Hermione replied, grinning wickedly before following their friends into the house.
No! Blaise inwardly exclaimed, grateful that no one had noticed his aroused condition in the general rush to get inside.
He was in the same sort of rush, himself, but with Hermione gone, he'd have to settle for the curve of his own hand.
Whatever lube Hermione had used wasn't, it seemed, designed to aid his pleasure; clearly, Hermione intended to keep him in sexual suspense the entire evening.
Groaning in frustration, Blaise resolved never again to object to carolling.