𝐉𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐃 [𝐓𝐖𝐎]

thirty-seven

*SMOKING W33D AND SEXUAL REFERENCES*

Killian and Vittoria were high as shit.

Once Lucia showed up Killian hauled ass upstairs (coincidentally dragging Vittoria with him).

She argued in fake protest, but he saw right through her facade and sat her down on a vacant couch, where two blunts were already rolled.

Killian snapped his teeth shut together, allowing the translucent smoke to seep through his white teeth in a stringy fashion.

"If you had a daughter what would you name her?" He asked, a far-off tone in his voice.

"Adelaide." She answered right away.
"I feel a need to honor her. She was the first girl i've ever been with for more than one night- and i just i don't know feel a sort of obligation to her." She shrugged.

"What would you?" She asked him.

"Arlise. After my Godmom."
"Last i heard she was in Peurto Rico. Kinda abandoned us if you think about it."
"But she helped me through some shit, so. I'd feel the need to honor her as well."

"Adelaide Arlise Andino." He tried it out after a while.

"Who says she'd have your last name." She turned, offended.

"What, so you're implying she'd be mine?" He said cheekily as she gaped at him.

"Fuck off." She scoffed, steering away from the conversation.

He only laughed.

His mind was muffled. Smokey fog covered his normal (and sensible) thoughts.

He looked over to Vittoria who slouched on her part of the couch letting the smoke fill her lungs before forcing it out through her tunneled lips.

Her head tilted back, showing off the tan column of her neck. Her veins popping out slightly when she breathed in.

Her hazy eyes turned to his and she rose an eyebrow, obviously referencing to his mindless staring.

Killian couldn't help it.

He leaned forward and grabbed her cheeks in his hands and placed his lips only a few centimeters away from hers.

He formed his lips into an 'o' shape and puffed his breath, successfully forcing his smoke into her open mouth.

She breathed in and allowed the smoke to enter her system as her eyes got heavier and heavier.

She stared at him with half lidded eyes as his lips formed into a smirk his dimple poking out.

Vittoria shifted her face and redirected her smoke in one singular notion of her throat.

Her smoke came out of her two nostrils, the jet streams of smoke lifting into the muggy air surrounding them.

Killian licked his lips slowly feeling a rush of arousal wash over his body.

Vittoria let a grin come over his face as her eyes drifted downwards - to his pants.

She leaned forward and let her lips brush against his cheek, making him shudder as they lips continued to his ear.

"You might wanna take care of that." She teased, her lips carefully rolling against the tip of his ear.

The tent in his pants grew larger as he grunted softly his neck rolling back just as hers did minutes before.

"Ooh so responsive." She giggled in reply making his veins fuel from the fire of her seduction.

Killian was so lost in his own pleasure that he didn't notice the girl sneaking away, a smirk painted on her lips.