A.N.:A super short oneshot.
Butters tried to catch his breath. He panted and smiled. Hickies and little circle burn marks littered his body. He felt Michael sink into the mattress next to him. He turn and cuddled Michael.
Butters kissed Michael. He can taste the cigarette on Michael's mouth. It was addicting. He loved the taste. He loved the little burn marks he got from them durning sex. Yet he hasn't smoked one. He pulled away from the kiss.
Michael smiled at Butters. He kissed Butters forehead. He lights a cigarette. Butters stared at it. Butters bit his lip.
"What is it Boo-Boo Kitty F*ck?"
Butters giggled, "I want a drag of the cigarette."
"Why?"
"Because I do. "
"If you say so."
Michael gave Butters his cigarette. Butters took a drag and cough a little. He smiled and took another. He blew the smoke into Michael's face and giggled.
"Can I have my cigarette back."
"Nope."
Butters took a longer dragged and smile. Michael lit another cigarette. They cuddled and smoked. Butters didn't always smoked though he was content with Michael's smokey kisses.
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FanfictionOne shots of pairings people don't ship. ⚠This may not be suitable for all readers. It has disturbing and offensive content. If you are sensitive or have a weak stomach don't read. I write most of these stories when I'm half asleep and have no filte...
