Obsessed| Central Cee Imagines

High| Central Cee

trigger warning: weed, mentions of smoking, sexual comments, smoking

Y/N watched her boyfriend roll the joint nervously. She anxiously tapped her feet in the living room as Oakley continued. His movements were quick and efficient. Y/N watched as he slowly licked the paper before his eyes met hers.

"Your staring darlin'." He said rubbing the wet paper as it enclosed the plant.

Y/N looked away, "Sorry. I'm just nervous."

"Why?"

She sighed, "Last time we smoked I got paranoid."

Oakley laughed, "I told you don't freak out."

Y/N waved him off, "Don't remind me."

Oakley smirked. He took the lighter and allowed the fire to burn the end of the blunt. He quickly took a few puffs allowing the smoke to fill the room, "Come here."

Y/N took her time walking over to him. She went to sit next to him on the couch but was pulled into his lap, "Baeeeee."

His eyes were already low and hazy, "Just relax. It's not gonna hurt you."

Y/N wrapped her arms around him as his hand crept to her waist. He hit the blunt again throwing his head back with his eyes closed. Y/N watched as he blew the smoke away from her.

"You don't have to do it if you don't want to," Oakley said passing her the weed.

Y/N bit her lip not ready, "I'm good this time. I'll just get a contact high."

He nodded his head hitting it one last time. Y/N felt her heart rate increase as kissed her lips and blew the smoke in her face. She leaned down kissing him roughly. His grip tightened as he moved her legs allowing her to straddle him. Y/N leaned back breaking the kiss.

Oakley laughed feeling higher than life itself, "I think it was too strong."

Y/N smiled taking the blunt in her hands, "Why?"

He watched her eagerly as she took the blunt and put it between her lips. She inhaled sightly but choked back a cough. He took it from her and put it out saving the rest for later. Y/N felt it hit her bloodstream immediately.

"I asked you a question," Y/N said biting her lip.

Oakley looked at her with lustful eyes, "I wanna fuck you so bad right now."

"I bet you do." Y/N leaned forward kissing him roughly. 

Oakley grabbed her breasts squeezing and rubbing them. Y/N could feel his tongue as she let her mouth fall open. She moaned feeling all her senses mesh together. After their rather quick makeout session, Oakley laid his head in Y/N's lap.

A plethora of snacks covered the couch. Y/N was too busy eating her buttercrunch cookies to even look at him.

"Give me a piece." He said grabbing the wrapper.

Y/N yanked her hand back, "Get your own."

He laughed still coming down from his high, "I brought all the snacks anyways."

"So, that's your job dickhead." 

"Man, whatever." 

Y/N laughed handing him her last cookie, "Don't be like that, bae."

She kissed his cheek to apologize. She could tell he was in his feelings. Leaning down she whispered in his ear, "If you still wanna fuck me...you can do that now."

Authors Note:

kinda short.

sorry for the mistakes.

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didn't update yesterday oops.