Ok please try to remember that I do love you guys when you read this. I kind of changed how this ended as I wrote it.
Eddward leaned back against wall of the room, making sure to keep a little bit of distance between himself and Marie. The room smelled like nail polish and stale perfume, which seemed to come from the face that the table as covered in empty bottles of polish. He could feel his skin crawling at how filthy the room was but he was able to keep the urge to clean in check.
"You don't have to be so tense boyfriend." Marie purred from where she was lounging on the couch.
He glanced at her and pulled out another cigarette. "Do you mind?" he asked even as he flicked the lighter.
She chuckled, pointing at an over flowing ashtray. "Not really, May smokes so one more wont add anything." she answered, crossing her legs.
Nodding, Eddward lit his cancer stick and held the smoke for a moment before blowing it up towards the ceiling. He might not like her or the situation but he wasn't going to force her to breath in more of his habit then he already was by smoking in the room. He wasn't that much of an asshole. *No you ar just willing to have use her to try and forget your own problems. So much better.* he thought bitterly before he flicked his ash into the tray. He really needed to get a hold on his sarcasm towards himself.
"So what exactly has you even coming by here boyfriend? You seemed to be pretty concrete a couple weeks ago." she asked, stretching her arms over her head like a contented cat. The small noise she made in the back of her throat only added to the image.
Eddward looked at her with an eyebrow raised. "Do you actually care?" he wondered, smoke trickling from his lips as his eyes trailed down her form. She was dressed in a tight tank top that hugged her the right way and a pair of black short shorts that he actually thought looked pretty nice on her. She still had the bit of edge to her but it seemed softened by the fact that she wasn't trying to hard to just pour out punk.
She shrugged one shoulder grinning at him. "I'm a curious little kitten."
"I'm really not too sure kitten would be the word I would use to describe you Marie." he muttered before snubbing out his smoke. "It doesn't matter." he added louder, pushing off of the wall and moving to sit on the opposite edge of the couch. He wasn't surprised that the smell of moth balls that swirled around him from the action.
Marie shifted, letting her legs stretch out cross his lap, crossing at the ankles. "That's it, just relax a little." she purred, smirking at him in a satisfied way.
He leaned his head back against the wall behind the couch and closed his eyes, trying to force himself to relax. He still wasn't entirely sure why he had decided to come to her for this, or even when he had decided to. He wasn't usually so confused on those types of things but the more he thought about it, the more he realized that this might not have been his best of ideas. As he tried to reason his own thoughts out, he felt Marie move, sitting up and straddling his lap. His eyes snapped open, their blue depths dark with surprise as he felt her rest against his legs. His hands automatically moved, grabbing her wrists and holding them away from him. It was a knee jerk reaction and they both knew it.
"Relax boyfriend, I wont do anything you wont like." she promised, looked down at his with hooded eyes.
Even as his mind raced through ways to disentangle himself from the situation, his body ignored him. She radiated heat and was soft against him. He normally wasn't one to go for girls but it had been awhile since he had done anything with another person and his nether regions seemed to be jumping at the opportunity. He hesitated before his hands loosened from her wrists and fell to rest on where her hips curved. The way her eyes glinted, he knew she was pleased.
