Summary - You get high with a sappy Kit Walker, you're new husband (purely fluff)
Pairing - Kit Walker x fem!reader
A/n - i love this soft little guy and the idea of getting high with him is amazing. Inspired by the Bee Gees 'More Than A Woman' i suggest listening to a slowed version since it is literally an ear orgasm :)
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Taking in a deep inhale, the joint placed between my lips, i enjoy the feeling of the drugs entering my body. Kit watches me with a smile, his dark eyes somehow entranced by my miniscule action.
We were already slightly high, but wanted more.
I hand the joint back to him, watching him with the same look as he puffs on it. It was nighttime and both his kids were asleep, leaving us to our own devices.
We sit by the big window in his room that looks out at the beautiful view of the front yard of Kit’s house, a view I had gotten used to seeing. Kit’s brown hair hangs down in front of his eyes, the length of it almost out of control but he managed to make it look good.
His Bee Gees record plays quietly in the background, the volume at a level so the kids wouldn’t wake up. “I can’t believe I got to marry you,” Kit says, a dazed smile on his lips. I chuckle softly, knowing how sappy he was capable of getting while high.
We were newly married, only two weeks into the marriage. Everything was so new and exciting. I never thought I was the marrying type until I met him.
“Right back at you,” I reply, feeling him run his hand up my leg. “I never thought I’d be able to move on after everything that happened. But then I met you and you don’t care about my past,” he says, his eyes never leaving mine.
“We both have crappy pasts, Kit. It’s life,” I shrug, placing my hand on top of his as it rests on my knee. He nods, his lips pressed together. “And I feel bad because we don’t have a family together,” he adds on.
“We do have a family together, though. Thomas and Julia are the best and I have no problem with helping to raise them,”
“You know what I mean, baby. We don’t have a kid together. I mean, haven’t you always wanted one?”
“A little, I guess. It’s never too late. There’s still time,” I assure, my hand running up his arm and resting on his cheek. Kit smiles, leaning into my touch. “I love you, Mrs. Walker,” he says, his words making my heart thud as if this were the first time he had ever said it to me.
“I love you, too, Mr. Walker,”
He leans in for a kiss, our lips meeting halfway in a slow kiss. His hand runs through my hair, keeping me close to him as my breathing grows heavy. His touch always sent me into a dazed state when on drugs. It feels so good.
Kit pulls back from the kiss first, a smile on his lips. “What?” I ask with a soft laugh. He shakes his head, running his thumb over my lower lip tenderly. “You’re just the prettiest girl I think I ever seen,” he comments, his voice soft with affection.
Heat floods to my cheeks as if his words took a hammer to the dam keeping the heat at bay. “The way you get all flustered like that is really cute, too,” he says, placing his hand on my cheek to feel how hot my skin had gotten.
“Stop,” I say through a laugh, pushing his hand from my face. “You know you love it,” Kit teases back, giving me a knowing look. “And? What if I do?” I reply with the same teasing tone he spoke with.
He smiles that beautiful and charming smile that could beat that of any angel. And he was smiling at me.
Reaching his hand out again, he pets my cheek with the back of his hand. I sigh in content, my eyes fluttering shut as I take in the delicacy of his touch. The rugged softness of his skin on my warm cheek was like having a popsicle on a hot summer day.
“I’m glad I get to spend the rest of my life with you,” he says, breaking the silence that coated us like honey. Opening my eyes, I get met with the dark brown of his eyes that shimmered with love and adoration for me.
“Me too,” I reply, my voice softened with sincerity. He leans forward and kisses me tenderly. “I love you,” he says into the kiss.
