smut, smoking weed (obv)
ruby texts me,
"yooo y/nnnn"
"i needa complain to u."
"yes ari?"
"i'm bluntless."
"u know i can't fuck this bitch with no weed."
"she's comin over in two hours"
"the fuck do i do?"
"dw rubes i'll bring u a blunt"
"THIS IS WHY UR THE BEST"
"I LOVE YOU"
"love you too. don't die lmao"
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i get to ruby's house and already have one rolled. he gets all excited, and we instantly light it.
after our lil smoke sesh we both just chill for a little. all of a sudden he looks at me, pulling my face to his. ruby and i end up making out. we start off, with him grabbing my boobs, leaving a few hickeys before sticking it in his mouth. my breathing intensifies as he does this. he breaks from the tiddie to take his shirt off. i pull my clothes off, left in simply my underwear. he pulls his sweats down.
ruby pulls me towards him, and starts finger fucking me at an intense speed, alternating between curling his fingers and thrusting in and out. i look down at his boner, before pulling his pants down and slowly running my hand up and down the dick. he starts thrusting into my hand while still fingering me. suddenly, he pulls his fingers out and i also stop my movements.
"lay all the way down, ma," he mumbles.
i comply. he lines himself up to me, and starts going at it. i barely have time to adjust before he's attacking me with his mother fucking dick. he holds my wrists above me and rubs my clit as i moan. i'm about to cum, he feels himself getting closer to cumming due to my walls closing in on him.
"wait for me," he breathes out in a raspy tone, making it harder for me to wait.
i try my best to wait, until getting the signal from him that it's time. he cums inside me, while i might as well be screaming his name.
i go to the bathroom getting cleaned up and bring us both some water before sitting on his couch, having a post fuck joint.
"you're fuckin another girl after this, am i just another ho that ur getting weed from?" i ask casually, blowing the smoke out.
"nah, you know you aren't. you're my homegirl fr. i love you more than weed. shi, i might cancel on this bitch. ion wanna stop hanging out wit u rn."
he calls the girl, to which i suppress laughter the entire time. we both laugh our asses off when he gets off that awkward phone call.
we end up just having philosophical conversations on his couch, me snuggled into him, with his arm around me. this lasts until i pass tf out. he turns the tv on and just waits until i wake up.
