#angelasoftersteele

[sebastiansteele]

F2F: [the ghost of his lips against hers was a bit intoxicating, as always, but she wouldn't allow herself to be distracted. not yet. she took another drag off of the cigarette, fighting a small cough, but managing to hold it together] Like that?

F2F: [Smoke swirled up from the hand against Sebastian's side, watching the young woman still sweeping through her struggles with the task that was ingrained into his being. To her question, there was a final breath of tobacco entering the lungs before the same hand that held the cigarette flew to her chest, pinning her back to the wall with the delivered pressure.] Too much breath, unless you would like your lungs to be incinerated, Angela. [Words spoken calmly while the fingers drew down her sternum.] If you're attempting to get cancer, there are more interesting ones to receive than what Steele Tobacco can offer. 

[sebastiansteele]

F2F: [she just allowed him to move her jaw, barely reacting to his hand suddenly on her face. she inhaled on instinct, allowing the smoke he passed her to fill her lungs] It was... warm. [she paused for a moment] more pleasant than the straight smoke from the cigarette.

F2F: [The taste of her lips was brushed against his own, spread to the end of the cigarette that was within his grip as he took a simple drag.] You're aware I won't be cooling your smoke each time, Angela. You do have the capacity and the incentive of keeping your lungs relatively intact to do it yourself. [Black eyes flickered to her cigarette, gesturing to it wordlessly before they flicked back to her gaze.] Try again.

[sebastiansteele]

f2f: [she took another puff, taking a moment to pause this time and not coughing nearly as much] I'm your wife. That entitles me to privileges.

F2F: [The tip of the cigarette glowed in its orange hue from the intake, dulling after a moment in the withdrawal before the same hand that held tobacco took hold of her jaw, tugging once at it to open her mouth. Without a word, the thin lips drew in front of hers, barely touching as the taken smoke was ushered out, passed over and glided against her tongue.] You are entitled to nothing but what you take, Mrs. Steele. [Pushing up, the teeth clamp shut audibly with Sebastian's black eyes keeping to hers easily.] Now, what temperature was that smoke? Learn by example.

[sebastiansteele]

f2f: (she finally choked the smoke out, doubling over with the cough) that's someone you probably should've mentioned.

F2F: If you don't need favor, you don't need privileges. [The silver cigarette case is snapped shut after a new cigarette has found its way in his hand. With a light of a match, a new layer of smoke is produced for himself.] Try again. 

[sebastiansteele]

f2f: I don't need favor. [She moved forward, wrapping her lips around the offered cigarette and inhaling, eyes watering with the effort of not coughing)

F2F: [Smirking slightly, he watched her eyes glisten up at him, beginning to redden in rings.] Don't be irresponsible with greed, Angela. You can wait for your lungs to take part after your mouth is done, can't you?

[sebastiansteele]

f2f: Well, I want to. Teach me. [She held out her hand for a cigarette] I want to learn.

F2F: [Silence greeted her back for a moment before smoke spilled from him in guided waves, crashing against her face. Removing the cigarette from his mouth, her extended hand was bypassed, letting it hover above her lips for her to reach.] If you're trying to gain favor, this won't accomplish it.

[sebastiansteele]

f2f: I want to learn to smoke and not cough. (she stated boldly, staring him directly in the eye) Teach me.

F2F: You have to want to smoke. That will stop you from gagging at the taste of it. [Already with the trademark cigarette from his lips, the gaze is easily returned, amused around the edges.] Tell me why you want to.

[sebastiansteele]

(f2f) Teach me how to smoke.

F2F:  Why? Steele Tobacco doesn't require your business, Angela, especially when there's no profit involved.