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Chapter Thirty Six

"The way she tells me I'm hers and she is mine. Open hand or closed fist would be fine. The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine."

Hozier's voice flowed through the speakers, the floor vibrating slightly as the bass guitar was plucked. I sang along to Cherry Wine, sinking in the white plush duvet.

Niall plucked the joint from my lips, setting it between his own. I closed my eyes slowly, lying across the bed with a content, drunken smile.

"You know, you've always smelled good." Niall spoke beside me.

"Thanks."

"You smell like... vanilla. And books." he said. I grinned, looking over. "Really?"

"Yeah."

I looked back to the ceiling, grabbing his hand.

"You know what you smell like?" I asked.

"What."

I closed my eyes, trying to decipher the different scents.

"I... I smell leather. Kinda like leather bound books. You also have a this... Good musky type of smell, and you smell like Guinness. The smell you have is just like something, but I can't quite figure it out yet."

"I love how thoughtful you are when you're high." he giggled. I rolled my eyes.

"I won't lie when I say I do too." I grinned, flipping over so I laid on top of him.

"You're so gorgeous." Niall mumbled, staring at me. I blushed deeply, placing a sweet, sensual kiss on his red lips. He sighed deeply, running his hands up and down my sides, the warmth of them seeping through my shirt.

"You know," I tried to mumble as Niall continued to kiss me, "You still haven't showed me what you wanted to do earlier."

"Oh yeah," he pulled away, reaching to the ash tray with the still lit blunt.

"Okay, so, Shotgun Kiss," he started, "I take a hit, then pass it to you as we kiss. We're making out and getting high all at once. It's probably the smartest idea a stoners ever had." he rambled, pulling me by the waist so I straddled him.

"Ready?" He asked as I nodded in return. He hit the blunt, setting it down before facing me, brushing the hair away from me face.

He pulled my face towards his, connecting our lips together, exhaling the smoke.

I blew it out of my nose, gasping slightly. He pulled away, his eyes watching me expectingly.

"Shit..." I hugged, laughing slightly, "That was kinda cool."

He grinned, handing it to me, "Try it."

I gingerly took it, taking a hit.

I peppered light kisses across his neck and collar bone, earning small moans from him as I made it to his lips, giving him an open mouth kiss.

I breathed the smoke out, his groan echoing in my mouth, grabbing my waist tightly, running his hands up and down my sides. The tip of his tongue ran against mine, this time pulling a moan from me.

"Christ, Lane," Niall chuckled a bit, pulling my shirt past my shoulders, kissing my right feverishly, "I'll have to take a breather or else I'll bust right now." He said, falling backwards, pulling me with him.

"Easy tiger." I breathlessly laughed, lightly kissing his bottom lip repeatedly. He giggled, gripping my bum in his hands.

I took another hit, pulling his chin down a bit, opening his mouth. I blew the smoke into his mouth, sinking down to him until I ran out, pressing my lips to his in another heated, passionate kiss.

"S-sorry." he stuttered as I felt him harden under me. I smiled softly, rubbing my hand against his member, a high pitched whine emitting from his glistening lips.

"Believe me, you don't have to apologise." I said, winking. His chuckle was cut short as I slid my hand under his pants, squeezing him gently, his throaty groan making the bed vibrate lightly.

Shortly after it started, his breathing was quick, sweat glistening slightly on his forehead.

"Fuck," he cursed, whimpering, "Delaney, Delaney." My name slipped past his lips like the smoke. I quirked an eyebrow up, glancing at him.

"Already?"

"Shut up."

I laughed, kissing his bottom lip, "You're getting off quick nowadays, who's been doing that to you?" I quiped, his eye burning with lust and need.

"Shit- you baby, always you. Always you." he whine, his hips bucking in anticipation.

"I should top more often, I like this view." I smirked, rubbing my thumb over the tip, the light throb of his cock showing how close to release he is.

"Baby, please finish me, please, please." he pleaded, biting my shoulder, making me hiss slightly.

"Don't worry, babe." I whispered, pumping him gently, his groan rolling around the room as he released.

"Holy shit." he muttered, lightly biting the skin on my neck. I hummed, kissing his collar bone.

After taking a few minutes to recover, Niall slowly got up, grabbing a pair of boxers to change into, disappearing out of the door.

I looked at the clock, 2:23 flashing in light blue. I yawned, pulling my shirt and pants off, sliding into the sheets.

Niall entered, throwing his dirty clothes, except his shirt, to the side, walking towards me.

"Arms out."

I sat up, holding my arms to the side, his arms reaching behind me, unhooking the lavender bra, pulling it away.

"Fuck." he hummed, palming me roughly, earning a whimper from me. He slid the shirt over my head, quickly kissing me as he jumped into bed.

He pulled me to him, laying my head on his chest as he played with a strand of my hair.

After a few minutes of laying in the dark silence, tracing patterns over his tummy, I suddenly smiled, "Hey Niall."

"Yeah babe?"

My heart fluttered.

I drummed my fingers against him, "I figured out what you smell like to me."

He rubbed my arm, tangling his legs with mine, "What?"

I sighed, closing my eyes as I smiled.

"Home."

His heart beat quickened a bit, the smile evident in his voice. "Good ol' Ireland."

"I miss it." I sighed.

"So do I." he agreed. I snuggled down into the crook of his body, yawning deeply, drifting off to sleep.

"I love you."

My eyes shot back open.

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S H I T

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hope you enjoyed it

love you lots

Steph xx