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Unconditional [H.S]
- LECTURES 30
- Votes 4
- Chapitres 2
Contenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture18 m
Dernière publication mer., mars 24, 2021
*This story contains explicit themes/scenes, including kink, violence/crime, alcohol/drug use and abuse, mentions of mental health disorders and suicidal thoughts, and strong language*
Harry brings the cigarette to his mouth, lighting it, and steps up onto the barrier so that I have to lift my chin even higher to see him.
He leans over, and I realise he's holding the cigarette's filter end in the direction of my lips.
He raises his eyebrows, daring me to take it.
I open my mouth enough for him to place it between my lips, inhaling as I maintain eye contact with him.
When I'm done, he pulls the cigarette from my mouth, lowering his face until our noses are barely touching.
I swallow down my nerves and expertly exhale the smoke into his mouth.
He inhales it, blows it back out, and smirks before slipping something in the front of my dress.
He jumps down from the barrier and is out of my sight before I even get the chance to process whatever the fuck just happened.
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