Warnings: Mature content 18+, profanity, heavy smut, unprotected sex, oral (fem receiving), lots of praise, Roman being an absolute slut for you.
Summary: It was supposed to be a wholesome movie night, but roman can’t keep his dick in his pants that long.
WC:1.5k
A/N at the end!💕
The two of you were laying down on the couch, watching your favorite movie for the 100th time this month. You guys were cuddled up in the spoon position, your back side was on roman so that you could see the tv, and he was behind you with one of his arms wrapped around your waist and the other tucked under you, and conveniently for him right where your breasts were.
He’s never verbalized this but he loves your titts, everything about them is so addicting—how big they are, how they bounce when you do just about anything, when they tease him whenever they spill out of certain clothing you were, and especially when he sees your nipples harden whenever the two of you have sex. He can't get enough of them.
He can’t get enough of you.
Before the movie even turned on, he was already turned on and you hadn’t even done anything. Just by him being close to you, smelling that vanilla and jasmine body wash you love so much, him feeling on your soft and plush stomach he loves to touch on(and push down on while his fucking you), and your voluptuous back side being right on his dick, which was hardening with every passing second. It didn’t help that you moomoo you knew he loved so much.
He honestly doesn’t give a fuck about the movie anymore.
He actually hates this movie, but he loves you more than anything though so he doesn’t care how many times he has to watch it if it means he gets to be close to you. Right now though, all he could think about was pulling that damn moomoo off of you and fucking your sexy ass right on the couch. He needed to hear those sweet moans you make whenever he hits your sweet spot, to caress and suck on those big, brown areolas, and bend you over so he could see your ass recoil as he fucks you through the couch.
You were very unaware of how primal you were making this man feel because you were zeroed-in on the movie, however, you quickly became aware when you accidentally scooted your ass back on him to adjust your position.You almost instantly felt his girth on your ass right after.
“I-I’m sorry baby…” you whispered nervously, now fully realizing what you’ve just started.
“It’s fine,” his voice was low and husky, causing your core to tighten, and your pussy to become slick. “Just watch the movie sweetheart, it’s about to get good.” He doesn’t even know what’s going on.
You nodded your head as you tried to redirect your attention back onto the TV, It was impossible now, though. Roman's hold on you got tighter, so tight that the veins on his hands and forearm started to become more visible. He started planting kisses on the side of your head, your burning cheek, and then he started to concentrate his warm, full lips on your ear. He hovered his breath over it, planting light kisses on it because, and whispering sweet nothings into it, small I love you’s, you’re so beautiful’s—and more audibly saying “You know what you’re doing, don’t you, pretty girl?” His hands started to travel down the side of your thigh and stopped at the end of your night gown. “You wearin’ my favorite clothes,” he started kissing on that sensitive spot on your neck. “And you try scooting that ass back on me,” his hand slowly pulled the end of that damned moomoo up. “And you think im not gon do nothin’?” he starts to lick and suck on that sensitive part on your neck.
As he’s talking to you, or teasing you rather, you’re letting out those sweet, yet pathetic whimpers he loves so much. “Ro, I didn’t-”
“Oh, you meant it, baby,” He growls and grips on your ass and you let out a breathy moan. “You meant that shit. Now be a good girl and watch that movie, tell me what’s going on.” One of his hands started to tease your big, plump, pussy.
“Ohh my god!” you gasped and immediately rolled your hips against his fingers for more friction, he noticed this and slowly circled your bundle of nerves. “There she is..” His voice was so provocative now it drove you insane. You didn’t even care about this damn movie anymore.
“Please don’t stop daddy, mmhh” you breathed out as he was now thrusting his fingers inside your tight hole and rubbing your clit with his thumb.
“I’ll never stop, so long as you pay attention to that tv. I know you can do it sweetheart” He encouraged you while putting you on your back so that he could snake his way down to your soaking pussy. “Go on and tell me, I’m listening” he teased as he planted small kisses on your stomach and spread your thick thighs apart, putting them over his shoulders and locking his arms around them, god you loved the way his muscles flexed when he did this.
“Th-ohhh fuck.. They’re trying to come up with a p-plan” you stutter, trying your best not to pay attention to Roman’s constant teasing.
“Oh yeah? What else baby?” He slid his tongue across your entire pussy, causing you to shiver with pleasure.
“And they-they’re waiting for the perfect-” you were cut off by the feeling of roman completely devouring you. His skillful tongue flicking your clit and slurping up your juices like it was his last meal.
“Daddy please, I'm gonna come!!” you begged as you put your hand on his head, gripping onto his hair as if it would help anchor you.
“Go on and come for me, baby. Let me taste that shit” He said slowly, then immediately continued to eat your sweet pussy.
You started to shake uncontrollably from all the pleasure, clenching your thighs around roman’s head and moaning his name so loud that you’re sure everyone in the neighborhood can hear you, and you finish all over yourself and roman,who can’t even contain himself anymore. The pressure he feels from your thighs mixed with your voice is driving him clinically insane. He licks you clean, groaning because you taste so damn good.
“I’m not done with you yet.”
You whimpered pathetically since you could no longer form coherent sentences. Roman leaned over you, held onto the tip of your chin, and gave you a deep kiss. “You did so good for me, I know you got another one in you. Don’t you baby? He cooed and gave you another kiss. You weakly nodded at his question. “Use your words, sweetheart.” he commanded.
“I-I do..” your voice was so shaky and he fucking loved it. He didn't even say anything else after you replied, he just took his sweatpants off, revealing his erection that was already dripping with come.
He took a second to soak you in admiring your now naked body sprawled out on the couch. “You’re so beautiful, baby.” He whispered, stroking his dick a couple of times before lining himself up inching himself inside of you, when he hears your intoxicating moans, he wastes no time sliding all his length inside you with one smooth stroke. He pulled out and slammed back in, hitting your sensitive spot that caused your back to arch off the couch and your face to contort in a way full of burning pleasure.
“Oouu, yes daddy, oh my god..” you whined and dug your nails into his tattooed arm.
His breath hitched upon feeling your sharp nails, but he didn’t mind one bit. He continued to fuck you hard and deep, grunting softly with each stroke.
“I love you so much, love this tight fuckin’ pussy, these fucking titties..” he said gruffly, squeezing onto one of your now sensitive breasts, and his pace started to pick up—getting faster, and somehow deeper.
“I-I’m gonna come, daddy. Please let me come” you pleaded weakly. Roman looked at you with those dark, lustful eyes of his—drinking up your perfect body under his. He then leaned down and gave you a passionate kiss before putting his lips to your ear and encouraging you to come for him, to let him see and feel how much you love him. And that you did—you squeezed yoru eyes shut and your body jerked and shivered under his as you released all over yourself, roman and the couch. Roman came undone at the same time, still fucking you through your orgasm at the same time.
“There you go, my beautiful girl, look at all that love you gave me” he alluded to the mess you and him made on that couch. He wrapped you into his arms, and gave you small kisses all over your face.
You wrapped yourself around roman, not even caring that the movie had ended a long time ago. The two of you just laid on the couch for the rest of the night in a comfortable silence. So much for having a simple movie night.
A/N💕: Hello hello you filthy little freaks😩, I hope yall enjoyed this shit. this was another one of those fuck it just post it kind of fics. I tried to do somethings differently, like kind of explore and practice on my smut like writing or whatever, let me know how yall liked it or didn't like it im very open to CONSTRUCTIVE criticism.
I also came up with this shit while I was on the couch watching game of thrones, thought I should add that for some reason.
anyways, thanks for reading, please interact with this!! I love to see what you guys think.
Warnings: Mature content 18+, profanity, heavy smut, unprotected sex, oral (fem receiving), lots of praise, Roman being an absolute slut for you.
Summary: It was supposed to be a wholesome movie night, but roman can’t keep his dick in his pants that long.
WC:1.5k
A/N at the end!💕
The two of you were laying down on the couch, watching your favorite movie for the 100th time this month. You guys were cuddled up in the spoon position, your back side was on roman so that you could see the tv, and he was behind you with one of his arms wrapped around your waist and the other tucked under you, and conveniently for him right where your breasts were.
He’s never verbalized this but he loves your titts, everything about them is so addicting—how big they are, how they bounce when you do just about anything, when they tease him whenever they spill out of certain clothing you were, and especially when he sees your nipples harden whenever the two of you have sex. He can't get enough of them.
He can’t get enough of you.
Before the movie even turned on, he was already turned on and you hadn’t even done anything. Just by him being close to you, smelling that vanilla and jasmine body wash you love so much, him feeling on your soft and plush stomach he loves to touch on(and push down on while his fucking you), and your voluptuous back side being right on his dick, which was hardening with every passing second. It didn’t help that you were wearing moomoo you knew he loved so much.
He honestly doesn’t give a fuck about the movie anymore.
He actually hates this movie, but he loves you more than anything though so he doesn’t care how many times he has to watch it if it means he gets to be close to you. Right now though, all he could think about was pulling that damn moomoo off of you and fucking your sexy ass right on the couch. He needed to hear those sweet moans you make whenever he hits your sweet spot, to caress and suck on those big, brown areolas, and bend you over so he could see your ass recoil as he fucks you through the couch.
You were very unaware of how primal you were making this man feel because you were zeroed-in on the movie, however, you quickly became aware when you accidentally scooted your ass back on him to adjust your position.You almost instantly felt his girth on your ass right after.
“I-I’m sorry baby…” you whispered nervously, now fully realizing what you’ve just started.
“It’s fine,” his voice was low and husky, causing your core to tighten, and your pussy to become slick. “Just watch the movie sweetheart, it’s about to get good.” He doesn’t even know what’s going on.
You nodded your head as you tried to redirect your attention back onto the TV, It was impossible now, though. Roman's hold on you got tighter, so tight that the veins on his hands and forearm started to become more visible. He started planting kisses on the side of your head, your burning cheek, and then he started to concentrate his warm, full lips on your ear. He hovered his breath over it, planting light kisses on it because, and whispering sweet nothings into it, small I love you’s, you’re so beautiful’s—and more audibly saying “You know what you’re doing, don’t you, pretty girl?” His hands started to travel down the side of your thigh and stopped at the end of your night gown. “You wearin’ my favorite clothes,” he started kissing on that sensitive spot on your neck. “And you try scooting that ass back on me,” his hand slowly pulled the end of that damned moomoo up. “And you think im not gon do nothin’?” he starts to lick and suck on that sensitive part on your neck.
As he’s talking to you, or teasing you rather, you’re letting out those sweet, yet pathetic whimpers he loves so much. “Ro, I didn’t-”
“Oh, you meant it, baby,” He growls and grips on your ass and you let out a breathy moan. “You meant that shit. Now be a good girl and watch that movie, tell me what’s going on.” One of his hands started to tease your big, plump, pussy.
“Ohh my god!” you gasped and immediately rolled your hips against his fingers for more friction, he noticed this and slowly circled your bundle of nerves. “There she is..” His voice was so provocative now it drove you insane. You didn’t even care about this damn movie anymore.
“Please don’t stop daddy, mmhh” you breathed out as he was now thrusting his fingers inside your tight hole and rubbing your clit with his thumb.
“I’ll never stop, so long as you pay attention to that tv. I know you can do it sweetheart” He encouraged you while putting you on your back so that he could snake his way down to your soaking pussy. “Go on and tell me, I’m listening” he teased as he planted small kisses on your stomach and spread your thick thighs apart, putting them over his shoulders and locking his arms around them, god you loved the way his muscles flexed when he did this.
“Th-ohhh fuck.. They’re trying to come up with a p-plan” you stutter, trying your best not to pay attention to Roman’s constant teasing.
“Oh yeah? What else baby?” He slid his tongue across your entire pussy, causing you to shiver with pleasure.
“And they-they’re waiting for the perfect-” you were cut off by the feeling of roman completely devouring you. His skillful tongue flicking your clit and slurping up your juices like it was his last meal.
“Daddy please, I'm gonna come!!” you begged as you put your hand on his head, gripping onto his hair as if it would help anchor you.
“Go on and come for me, baby. Let me taste that shit” He said slowly, then immediately continued to eat your sweet pussy.
You started to shake uncontrollably from all the pleasure, clenching your thighs around roman’s head and moaning his name so loud that you’re sure everyone in the neighborhood can hear you, and you finish all over yourself and roman,who can’t even contain himself anymore. The pressure he feels from your thighs mixed with your voice is driving him clinically insane. He licks you clean, groaning because you taste so damn good.
“I’m not done with you yet.”
You whimpered pathetically since you could no longer form coherent sentences. Roman leaned over you, held onto the tip of your chin, and gave you a deep kiss. “You did so good for me, I know you got another one in you. Don’t you baby? He cooed and gave you another kiss. You weakly nodded at his question. “Use your words, sweetheart.” he commanded.
“I-I do..” your voice was so shaky and he fucking loved it. He didn't even say anything else after you replied, he just took his sweatpants off, revealing his erection that was already dripping with come.
He took a second to soak you in admiring your now naked body sprawled out on the couch. “You’re so beautiful, baby.” He whispered, stroking his dick a couple of times before lining himself up inching himself inside of you, when he hears your intoxicating moans, he wastes no time sliding all his length inside you with one smooth stroke. He pulled out and slammed back in, hitting your sensitive spot that caused your back to arch off the couch and your face to contort in a way full of burning pleasure.
“Oouu, yes daddy, oh my god..” you whined and dug your nails into his tattooed arm.
His breath hitched upon feeling your sharp nails, but he didn’t mind one bit. He continued to fuck you hard and deep, grunting softly with each stroke.
“I love you so much, love this tight fuckin’ pussy, these fucking titties..” he said gruffly, squeezing onto one of your now sensitive breasts, and his pace started to pick up—getting faster, and somehow deeper.
“I-I’m gonna come, daddy. Please let me come” you pleaded weakly. Roman looked at you with those dark, lustful eyes of his—drinking up your perfect body under his. He then leaned down and gave you a passionate kiss before putting his lips to your ear and encouraging you to come for him, to let him see and feel how much you love him. And that you did—you squeezed yoru eyes shut and your body jerked and shivered under his as you released all over yourself, roman and the couch. Roman came undone at the same time, still fucking you through your orgasm at the same time.
“There you go, my beautiful girl, look at all that love you gave me” he alluded to the mess you and him made on that couch. He wrapped you into his arms, and gave you small kisses all over your face.
You wrapped yourself around roman, not even caring that the movie had ended a long time ago. The two of you just laid on the couch for the rest of the night in a comfortable silence. So much for having a simple movie night.
A/N💕: Hello hello you filthy little freaks😩, I hope yall enjoyed this shit. this was another one of those fuck it just post it kind of fics. I tried to do somethings differently, like kind of explore and practice on my smut like writing or whatever, let me know how yall liked it or didn't like it im very open to CONSTRUCTIVE criticism.
I also came up with this shit while I was on the couch watching game of thrones, thought I should add that for some reason.
anyways, thanks for reading, please interact with this!! I love to see what you guys think.
Warnings: Mature content 18+, profanity, heavy smut, unprotected sex, oral (fem receiving), lots of praise, Roman being an absolute slut for you.
Summary: It was supposed to be a wholesome movie night, but roman can’t keep his dick in his pants that long.
WC:1.5k
A/N at the end!💕
The two of you were laying down on the couch, watching your favorite movie for the 100th time this month. You guys were cuddled up in the spoon position, your back side was on roman so that you could see the tv, and he was behind you with one of his arms wrapped around your waist and the other tucked under you, and conveniently for him right where your breasts were.
He’s never verbalized this but he loves your titts, everything about them is so addicting—how big they are, how they bounce when you do just about anything, when they tease him whenever they spill out of certain clothing you were, and especially when he sees your nipples harden whenever the two of you have sex. He can't get enough of them.
He can’t get enough of you.
Before the movie even turned on, he was already turned on and you hadn’t even done anything. Just by him being close to you, smelling that vanilla and jasmine body wash you love so much, him feeling on your soft and plush stomach he loves to touch on(and push down on while his fucking you), and your voluptuous back side being right on his dick, which was hardening with every passing second. It didn’t help that you were wearing moomoo you knew he loved so much.
He honestly doesn’t give a fuck about the movie anymore.
He actually hates this movie, but he loves you more than anything though so he doesn’t care how many times he has to watch it if it means he gets to be close to you. Right now though, all he could think about was pulling that damn moomoo off of you and fucking your sexy ass right on the couch. He needed to hear those sweet moans you make whenever he hits your sweet spot, to caress and suck on those big, brown areolas, and bend you over so he could see your ass recoil as he fucks you through the couch.
You were very unaware of how primal you were making this man feel because you were zeroed-in on the movie, however, you quickly became aware when you accidentally scooted your ass back on him to adjust your position.You almost instantly felt his girth on your ass right after.
“I-I’m sorry baby…” you whispered nervously, now fully realizing what you’ve just started.
“It’s fine,” his voice was low and husky, causing your core to tighten, and your pussy to become slick. “Just watch the movie sweetheart, it’s about to get good.” He doesn’t even know what’s going on.
You nodded your head as you tried to redirect your attention back onto the TV, It was impossible now, though. Roman's hold on you got tighter, so tight that the veins on his hands and forearm started to become more visible. He started planting kisses on the side of your head, your burning cheek, and then he started to concentrate his warm, full lips on your ear. He hovered his breath over it, planting light kisses on it because, and whispering sweet nothings into it, small I love you’s, you’re so beautiful’s—and more audibly saying “You know what you’re doing, don’t you, pretty girl?” His hands started to travel down the side of your thigh and stopped at the end of your night gown. “You wearin’ my favorite clothes,” he started kissing on that sensitive spot on your neck. “And you try scooting that ass back on me,” his hand slowly pulled the end of that damned moomoo up. “And you think im not gon do nothin’?” he starts to lick and suck on that sensitive part on your neck.
As he’s talking to you, or teasing you rather, you’re letting out those sweet, yet pathetic whimpers he loves so much. “Ro, I didn’t-”
“Oh, you meant it, baby,” He growls and grips on your ass and you let out a breathy moan. “You meant that shit. Now be a good girl and watch that movie, tell me what’s going on.” One of his hands started to tease your big, plump, pussy.
“Ohh my god!” you gasped and immediately rolled your hips against his fingers for more friction, he noticed this and slowly circled your bundle of nerves. “There she is..” His voice was so provocative now it drove you insane. You didn’t even care about this damn movie anymore.
“Please don’t stop daddy, mmhh” you breathed out as he was now thrusting his fingers inside your tight hole and rubbing your clit with his thumb.
“I’ll never stop, so long as you pay attention to that tv. I know you can do it sweetheart” He encouraged you while putting you on your back so that he could snake his way down to your soaking pussy. “Go on and tell me, I’m listening” he teased as he planted small kisses on your stomach and spread your thick thighs apart, putting them over his shoulders and locking his arms around them, god you loved the way his muscles flexed when he did this.
“Th-ohhh fuck.. They’re trying to come up with a p-plan” you stutter, trying your best not to pay attention to Roman’s constant teasing.
“Oh yeah? What else baby?” He slid his tongue across your entire pussy, causing you to shiver with pleasure.
“And they-they’re waiting for the perfect-” you were cut off by the feeling of roman completely devouring you. His skillful tongue flicking your clit and slurping up your juices like it was his last meal.
“Daddy please, I'm gonna come!!” you begged as you put your hand on his head, gripping onto his hair as if it would help anchor you.
“Go on and come for me, baby. Let me taste that shit” He said slowly, then immediately continued to eat your sweet pussy.
You started to shake uncontrollably from all the pleasure, clenching your thighs around roman’s head and moaning his name so loud that you’re sure everyone in the neighborhood can hear you, and you finish all over yourself and roman,who can’t even contain himself anymore. The pressure he feels from your thighs mixed with your voice is driving him clinically insane. He licks you clean, groaning because you taste so damn good.
“I’m not done with you yet.”
You whimpered pathetically since you could no longer form coherent sentences. Roman leaned over you, held onto the tip of your chin, and gave you a deep kiss. “You did so good for me, I know you got another one in you. Don’t you baby? He cooed and gave you another kiss. You weakly nodded at his question. “Use your words, sweetheart.” he commanded.
“I-I do..” your voice was so shaky and he fucking loved it. He didn't even say anything else after you replied, he just took his sweatpants off, revealing his erection that was already dripping with come.
He took a second to soak you in admiring your now naked body sprawled out on the couch. “You’re so beautiful, baby.” He whispered, stroking his dick a couple of times before lining himself up inching himself inside of you, when he hears your intoxicating moans, he wastes no time sliding all his length inside you with one smooth stroke. He pulled out and slammed back in, hitting your sensitive spot that caused your back to arch off the couch and your face to contort in a way full of burning pleasure.
“Oouu, yes daddy, oh my god..” you whined and dug your nails into his tattooed arm.
His breath hitched upon feeling your sharp nails, but he didn’t mind one bit. He continued to fuck you hard and deep, grunting softly with each stroke.
“I love you so much, love this tight fuckin’ pussy, these fucking titties..” he said gruffly, squeezing onto one of your now sensitive breasts, and his pace started to pick up—getting faster, and somehow deeper.
“I-I’m gonna come, daddy. Please let me come” you pleaded weakly. Roman looked at you with those dark, lustful eyes of his—drinking up your perfect body under his. He then leaned down and gave you a passionate kiss before putting his lips to your ear and encouraging you to come for him, to let him see and feel how much you love him. And that you did—you squeezed yoru eyes shut and your body jerked and shivered under his as you released all over yourself, roman and the couch. Roman came undone at the same time, still fucking you through your orgasm at the same time.
“There you go, my beautiful girl, look at all that love you gave me” he alluded to the mess you and him made on that couch. He wrapped you into his arms, and gave you small kisses all over your face.
You wrapped yourself around roman, not even caring that the movie had ended a long time ago. The two of you just laid on the couch for the rest of the night in a comfortable silence. So much for having a simple movie night.
A/N💕: Hello hello you filthy little freaks😩, I hope yall enjoyed this shit. this was another one of those fuck it just post it kind of fics. I tried to do somethings differently, like kind of explore and practice on my smut like writing or whatever, let me know how yall liked it or didn't like it im very open to CONSTRUCTIVE criticism.
I also came up with this shit while I was on the couch watching game of thrones, thought I should add that for some reason.
anyways, thanks for reading, please interact with this!! I love to see what you guys think.
it's been three days since you promised jimmy that you'd quit smoking. he hadn't asked you to but you wanted to be healthier; for yourself and him. you've tried nicotine patches, chewing gum; anything to replace that hand-to-mouth motion you were so used to.
"now i understand why sunflower seeds didn't help mr. sir's mood from holes", you grumble to yourself as you pop a fresh piece of gum into your mouth.
you settle into the couch with an ebony magazine, trying not to think about the emergency pack of cigarettes you have hidden in your underwear drawer. you glance at the clock for the tenth time; it's 3:17am. jimmy should've been back from that frat party already. your foot jiggles nervously as you try your best to focus on the magazine, the nicotine gum in your mouth already flavorless.
reaching for your pink motorola razr, you call him. it rings and rings until you get his voicemail "yo it's big jim, you know what to do. leave it at the beep". you roll your eyes and snap your phone shut.
where the fuck is he?
if only you had a cigarette to take the edge off.
just one wouldn't hurt... right?
no...
you promised yourself and jimmy...
but his ass still ain't back yet so... maybe you could have one before he gets back.
just one.
you spit out the gum in the trash and gun it to your underwear drawer. you pull out the pack of emergency marlboro reds with a lime green lighter taped to the box. you go back to the couch, take a cigarette out of the box, put it between your lips, and light it. you inhale, savoring that sweet smoke hitting the back of your throat. you're not even into your second drag, when jimmy finally stumbles back to your dorm, tipsy and giddy from the party. he sees you on the couch, smoke curling from your lips.
"baby...", he says. guilt laced in his voice as he realizes how late he actually is. you scowl at him.
"don't 'baby' me. i called you so many times" you pout, taking another drag. he sits on the bed, rubbing his tired eyes.
"my phone died, i didn't mean to stay out this late", he says as he eyes the cigarette between your fingers. "you smokin'?" he asks.
you shrug your shoulders. "these withdrawals are a bitch", your voice lowers as you look away. "plus, i... missed you".
"c'mere..."he says softly. you reluctantly walk over to him, standing in between his knees. his hands wrap around your waist. you let him pull you onto his waist. cigarette still between your fingers, you take another drag.
"why you bein' so hard on yourself, baby? i already told you, i don't have a problem wit' it.", he says.
"maybe you should...", you say as you lower your eyes. he tilts your chin up. you feel his fingers take the cigarette from yours.
"what you doin?", you ask.
he puts the cigarette between his lips, inhaling awkwardly.
"damn", smoke sputtering out of his mouth as he laughs.
you can't help but laugh as you take the cigarette back. "you don't smoke foo, what you do that for?"
"i know..." he smiles. you wrap your legs around his waist. he places his strong hands on your face, thumbs brushing your cheeks. he's so pretty like this—slightly buzzed, messy curls framing his face, eyes glassy and wet, that smile beaming up at you. you missed your man so much, even though he was only gone for a few hours.
"i'm still mad at you, you know." you whisper. your eyes look at his lips and back to his eyes. you want to kiss him but you hesitate, wanting to remember him exactly like this.
"you ain't gon forgive me, mama?", his voice becomes low and sweet, that voice he uses to get out of trouble. that voice that works on you
every
single
time.
you don't answer. he rests his forehead against yours as he takes the cigarette from you again. you watch him bring it to his lips, inhaling. "c'mere, open your mouth" he murmurs. his hand cradles your cheek as you lean in, just hovering over his. he blows the smoke into your mouth as you inhale it. your breaths becoming one. you hold his smoke in as long as you can, not wanting to let the moment end just yet.
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