𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫

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𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐢'𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐯

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𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐢'𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐯

the second the front door clicked shut behind the last guest, i could feel a shift in the atmosphere—a heavy, intoxicating tension hanging in the air, as if the whole room had been holding its breath, waiting for this moment.

my gaze locked onto skai, who was standing just a few feet away, her chest rising and falling with shallow breaths. her eyes were on me, dark and stormy, filled with a mix of anticipation and something else—something that sent a jolt of electricity straight through me.

my eyes gazed down to the red mark that was now forming on her neck and couldn't help but grin.

without a word, i crossed the room and found myself standing in front of her. our eyes locked, and the air seemed to vibrate with unspoken words.

i leaned down, in a teasing manner, my lips hovering over hers. i could feel her shaky breath as it fanned my top lip.

"hey, i need to smoke real quick," i said suddenly, my voice breaking the silence. skai's eyes followed me as i turned and walked out of the kitchen, heading towards the back patio.

the cool night air greeted me with a refreshing bite as i stepped outside. i reached into my pocket and pulled out a blunt, the familiar weight reassuring as i rolled it between my fingers.

i heard the sliding door open behind me and turned to see skai stepping onto the patio. she moved causally, but the way her eyes darted around the garden told me she was feeling the same knot of tension in her chest. she stayed awkwardly at the door.

"come here." i murmured and she didn't hesitate to follow my instructions. when she was close enough, i gently took a hold of her arm and placed her directly in front of me, in between my parted legs.

"here," i said, holding out the lighter. "light it for me mama."

"okay." she says in a small nod. i securely hold the blunt in between my lips as she carefully lights it.

i take a slow, deliberate drag and savouring the calming rush of smoke. she hands me back the lighter which i tuck into my pocket as i leaned against the railing, the tension in my shoulders easing with each puff. i motion the blunt for her to take.

"thanks." she took it with a nod, and we stood together in silence as my hands wrapped around her lower back. i couldn't help but look at her entire body carefully, she deserved to be in a museum.

i watched as skai's gaze softened, her shoulders relaxing slightly with each drag. i leaned in, my lips brushing against her ear as i exhaled, sending a thin stream of smoke across her cheek.

"you look too good tonight," i murmured. skai turned her head slightly, her lips brushing mine as she exhaled into my mouth. i seamlessly inhaled the smoke.

"you didn't seem to think so a few hours before," she whispered back, her voice laced with a playful edge.

"you know damn well the only person i was really aware of was you." i said and she smirks. "from the moment you came in, all i could think about was how easy it will be to rip this dress."

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