Nouveau

Chapter 33: Open

Laive

"Baby..." Tremaine sat her on the edge of the mixing board desk and stood between her legs.

"Look," He blew smoke into the air towards his right shoulder. "I'ma blow the smoke in your mouth, then you need to inhale and breathe through your nose."

"I can't stand the smell," Laive was clinching her nose with her fingers.

"Come on Laive...live a little bit." Tremaine had took a few puffs before he exhaled from his mouth.  "Take your time with it, or your ass gone choke."

"One time?"

"Just one time."

"Ok, one time. I'll try it."

"Open your mouth," Tremaine grabbed Laive's chin as he took a deep drag.

The smoke was slowly pushed into her mouth, and Laive closed her eyes. She inhaled and slowly tried to release through her nose. Laive inhaled too quickly before it had time to clear her nostrils. As her eyes began to water, she felt her chest tighten and the air that was trying to get to her lungs was trapped inside her throat. Her chest felt like it was attacking her as she choked. L waved her hand to clear the smoke in front of her face, and she turned her head to the right to cough.

"Hard headed ass." Tremaine huffed as he licked his lips and laughed at her. "What I say?"

"Sorr-" She was still coughing and tears were rimming her eyes from the burning sensation she felt in her throat. "Sorry."

Laive finally cleared her throat and held her chest, "I was trying to breathe."

"Hm, try it one more time."

"No." Laive's voice felt scratchy as she spoke. "I'm ok. I don't want to do it again."

"Come on, open your mouth Laive."

Tremaine grabbed her chin while he inhaled and quickly pushed the smoke into her mouth. L's eyes closed automatically when she felt his full lips push against hers. He had captured her tongue in his, and she calmly released the vapors from her nose. Tremaine put her bottom lip between his teeth and teasingly tugged their lips apart.

"You ok?"

She wasn't sure if her light headedness was a direct result of how Tremaine kissed her or if she was finally feeling the results of her first hit. Either way, she was damn near woozy.

"Laive?"

"Mhmm. I'm...I'm ok."

Tremaine

Laive had been looking at him for five minutes while her eyes glossed over and lips were slightly parted. He pressed his lips on to Laive's while he put the blunt out in the ashtray.

Tremaine smirked at her as he pulled their mouths apart, "Shit...You feeling it already."

Laive nonchalantly shrugged and placed her arms  around him. Her head sunk into his chest, as she inhaled his scent.

"You smell good."

Tremaine was grinning at her. Laive rarely gave him compliments, or said how she was feeling unless her ass was mad. He gently picked her up and walked them over to the black sectional she was seated on earlier. "You think so?"

"Mhmm, you always smell good."

They were positioned side by side, as Tremaine's right arm rested on it's back edge. Laive's head was resting on his right shoulder, while her knees and feet were placed on top of its cushions. "What else?"

"Hm?"

"What else baby?" He gently pressed his lips to her forehead. Tremaine wanted to feel bad for what he was about to do. His high was just as good as Laive's, but he was more aware that she was open.