Cigarette Love//quackbur//

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Quackity's POV

He kissed me. HE FUCKING KISSED ME. I wanted to pull away, but I couldn't. I've been wanting this for so long. So I kiss back.

I then try to slide into his mouth but he beats me to it. God it felt amazing, I never wanted it to end!

I slowly slide my hands up to his head and lightly tugging it, making him give a small moan.

He then pulls out of my mouth and breaks the kiss.

"Why'd you kiss back? I thought you hated me?" He smirks.

I didn't know how to answer him. Do I tell him I actually still love him?

"Um because uh-"

Because you actually still love me?" He says. It's like he could read my mind!

"Fine... Maybe I do still love you..." I admitted.

"Well I still love you too." He smiles as he pecks my lips.

I giggle as I play with his hair. "So, what are we?"

"Boyfriends? If you want to try again?" He asks. I smile back at him.

"Of course."

With that I kissed Wilbur again, instantly melting into the kiss.

Every second of it was amazing! His soft lips pressing into mine, his messy chocolate brown hair that touch my forehead a bit, all of him was amazing.

We let go and smiled. Wilbur sat up and grab a pack of cigarettes from his nightstand and also a lighter.

"Care to have a smoke with me darling?" He ask taking out two cigarettes from the pack.

I giggled and sat up as well. "Of course Wilbur."

He handed me one and lit them. I inhale the black smoke then exhale it shortly after.

We look at each other and smile.

Several smoke breaks can turn into Cigarette love.

It was proven.

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