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his fingers continued that cruel waving motion—– all until he simply placed the joint between his own lips. wagging it around softly between them. then, he handed mace the lighter. inching in closer to them, as if to wordlessly request +

the bag had an array of joints in it, some more generously packed than others. he’d be offering mace one of the thinner ones … for now, at least. th—that’s … kinda concerning, but—– 𝘩𝘮. you’re just trying to weasel a joint out of +

⠀ “i gotta say, i love hearing that from those pretty lips of yours.” he cooed, his fingers now wrapping around the fabric of the boy’s panties and ripping this from his waist, letting the destroyed fabric fall to the tile floor beneath them. “good girl.” he added in a whisper, leaning in to return his lips together while kissing him passionately, fingers teasing his inner thighs. ⠀ ⠀

tugging a plastic baggie full of joints out of his backpack, he took one out and offered it over. simply 𝘴𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 at the puppy—dog eyes. we can split it. make it an … i—i.o.u.?















