The Lips

The lips.

The entire world was in a spinning haze now. The suffocating smell of hedonism. Noise loud enough to reduce one's hearing for hours.

I idly laid on a sofa. Imagined that I was made of water, like a cat. Mind has gone blank and dead. It's a total wasteland with nothing left.

But the lips.

The brick-red lips on some pale-white skin was the only thing within my focus.

Lipsticks had always been a turn-off for me. It didn't help much with one's appearance if they were ugly from the start. And when it did look good on them, it looked disgusting after you French-kissed them.

And yet those lips——

My mind is now a completely fucked up smoothie. The priority of my remaining energy usage would be spent trying to maintain consciousness.

At some point, the lips I've been staring at for so long grew larger and my surroundings got darker. I realised someone just got in front of me. There's a faint yet pleasant fragrance that soothed my nerve.

"Hey ya got——" it appeared to be the voice of a male. Took me decades to identify the sentence.

"——wha?"

"Acid! You got any?" He leaned forward and pushed against the sofa, voice louder trying to get words through my head.

His face painted so palely that it completely reflects the colour of the dim lighting.

RED. It's red.

I never knew lips could be this erotic.

A fierce impulse took over me. My body acted before I had any chance to think. I strongly grabbed his jaws and kissed him.

——I'll probably regret this when I'm sober.

He jumped and broke free from my constraint. Eyes slightly wider. The foundation on his chin slightly worn off because of my reckless touch.

When I expected a punch in my face or a violent push, his lips intensely devoured mine. With eyes closed, he gripped the back of my head, ferociously searched my mouth for treasure with his tongue. His solid rings pressed against my hair stinging me a little.

After a short moment of spacing out, I pushed back. My tongue went inside his lips and caressed his bumpy teeth——oh, teeth grills actually.

Not long after, he retreated. With a callous glance the man turned away and kept on asking others for drugs. Leaving me, who was still fucked up, not knowing what just happened.

I just kissed a guy with lipstick and it turned me on.