"This is nice." Jackie said passing the joint pack to him.
She decided this is the best way to get high.
"Yeah." Hyde agreed and took a long drag.
He looked down slightly at her. The flimsy sheet wrapped around her and her head leaning on his shoulder. He sits up a little straighter.
She looks up at him with those red mismatched eyes and God she looked beautiful.
Turns out being high with Jackie can be just as peaceful. They've hardly said a word, either of them, opting to lose themselves in their thoughts, sending the occasional grin at each other. "I could stay here forever."
She's blinking absentmindedly at the wall in front of them. Zeppelin's playing low in the background. Since I've Been Loving You. What a fucking good song.
He puts out the joint and sets it aside.
His shoulders shrug up, forcing her head to lift off. She looks at him confused until he picks up her hand and kisses the tops of her fingers, then her knuckles. She laughs softly. "Your beard makes that tickle." Her voice sounds prettier than usual.
He flips her hand over and kisses the inside of her palm, then her wrist. He can feel when she inhales sharply. He continues kissing the path up her hand, until he gets to her shoulder and can bury his face in her neck, kissing her skin delicately.
"Wow," she squeaks.
Her smell is intoxicating, stronger than the smoke that hangs in the room. He breathes her in then moans against her skin, "Come closer." He reaches for her leg and guides her position over so she's straddling his lap.
He kisses her jaw, taking his time with each kiss, his lips lingering on every spot they land.
"Steven..." He's not sure if she can tell that he's hard already, but if she can't it won't be much longer.
"You ever had sex when you're high?" The words come out of his mouth before his brain fully processes them.
She shakes her head.
"Wanna try?"
Her eyes and her lips are redder than usual. Her hands cup his neck. "Does it feel different?"
Steven smirks and kisses her. Their mouths collide with each other with unintentional slowness, and when his tongue slips into her mouth his senses go into overdrive. He can feel the strain against his jeans as they kiss for forever. It seems entirely possible that they can melt into each other, kiss until the end of time.
It feels like the kiss lasts the entire rest of the album, but when he pulls away, Since I've Been Loving You still plays in the background. "Did that feel different?" he breathes out.
Jackie smiles, breathless. "Yeah. Let's try."
And her smile is just fucking perfect. So he tells her. "I love your smile."
He uses his hands to maneuver her waist off his lap and over the bulge sticking out of his pants. Almost embarrassingly, as soon as she lands on it they both release small guttural noises from the backs of their throats. Jackie's, in particular, sounds like she's moaning the words, "Oh, baby."
He's not one for pet names, but the word that slips out her mouth - probably accidentally - lights something up inside him. He says her name as he grinds up against her like it's the first time he's ever said it. Jackie. Her name feels foreign and familiar on his tongue.
He pulls her face down and kisses her again. Everything is magnified. He feels every single inch of her on him. Her fingertips drawing circles on the back of his neck, her hips rubbing over his hard-on, her stomach falling and rising as she breathes, even her eyelashes when they flutter closed. He brings his hands up and tug at her breasts, squeezing them both at the same time.
She drives down harder on his lap and moans his name when he does, so he does it again.
Every day he's with Jackie chips at the wall of denial he's built up. Her existence in his life is a huge question mark. He doesn't know what the hell it is that he feels, but he knows that he's never wanted anybody this bad before. He yearns for her sometimes, when it's been too long since he's kissed her.
Her nails scratch at his back and the sensation brings him back to reality. His mind strays way too fucking far when he's high, but whatever. If he has limited time, he may as well make it worth their while.
