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the day had already started off perfect, the soft lavender light of the rising sun filtering through your blinds and painting your room pastel. your body was warm under your duvet, slotted perfectly against your boyfriend's bare chest. he slept peacefully, nose still buried in your hair from when he dozed off to the scent of your shampoo. for once, you didn't have to pull away to start getting ready for work or to head off for your early morning classes.

a smile tugged at your dry lips, the faint buzz of content humming low against the groggy haze of your senses. the warmth of knowing you were going to have a good day only grew when you felt keegan stir behind you, his grip around you tightening.

the first thing he had done that morning was press soft kisses to your scalp. his eyes hadn't even opened yet when he buried his face in the bend of your neck, the metal of his septum cool against your warm skin.

"morning," he had mumbled into your neck, breath soft against your collarbone as his fingertips brushed gently over your sides. he nuzzled deeper into you, arms tugging you higher up the bed to make it easier on his back. he settled against you, continuing to graze his lips over every inch of skin they could find.

you tilted your head back and pressed a kiss to his puffed cheeks. his face was always rounder in the morning, swollen with sleep and surrounded by chestnut colored waves mussed around his apple-colored cheeks. his eyelids stayed at half-mast, clouded with sleep and adjusting to the light.

"morning, baby." your voice had still been hoarse with sleep, the scratchiness of it pulling at the corners of kee's lips. he loved hearing your voice first thing in the morning, the sound being the equivalent to raking his nails against crushed velvet; soothing in a way unlike any other.

he pulled his hand from under your waist and took your chin between his fingertips, pulling you closer to ghost kisses along your jaw. you smiled at the sensation of his lips — still pulled back into that boyish smile — trailing over you first thing that day. it didn't help that he had started to lean into you, sinking you deeper into the mattress as his six foot stature decided to bore its weight onto you.

"you're crushing me," you huffed out a laugh, already breathless. he hummed lowly against your ear, a scratchy dismissive sound and a sarcastic "hm, sorry". he pulled your body to lay flat beside his, his left hand cradling your cheek as his right found purchase under your shoulder.

the palor of his thin frame was painted the same lilac hue as your room, illuminating his dark brown hair a lustrous shade of mauve. his pale skin somhow looked even softer in the cool-toned light. he was handsome, impossibly so when his cherub features were obscured by the mess of his natural curls. he had decided to let his hair grow out longer than usual, his bangs now brushing over his long dark lashes and framing his jawline in a way that made your head spin. a part of you wanted to reach over to your nightstand and capture the moment forever with your polaroid camera, but you had decided against it, choosing to savour the moment and commit it to memory.

the soft pressure of his lips finding yours pulled you from the thick haze of your thoughts, his arms pulling you closer and anchoring your body to his. the chill of the morning wind filtered through your curtains, awakening awareness in your body as your duvet slipped from your shoulders, bunching around your waist. the warmth of keegan's embrace softened the sudden drop in temperature, his lips still enveloping yours as his calloused fingertips caressed your cheek. his thumb traced the skin beneath your eyes when he murmured softly against your lips.

"you're so pretty in the morning," his voice had also been rough with sleep; a whole octave deeper yet still soft in a way that made your chest ache. the timbre vibrated through his chest, rumbling against your own as you smiled, slow and genuine as you returned his slow kisses.

"says you," you took his bottom lip between your teeth, nails raking soft pink lines over his back and earning a delectable shiver of keegan's body. he huffed a small bout of laughter through his nose, his lips mirroring the grin across your own as he rolled you underneath him, his knees straddling your hips to hovers over you in nothing but his boxers. his hands run over the silky span on your sides, the cool skin of his cheek pressed against your own as he nuzzled into you.

a faint hitch of his breath slipped his parted lips as your fingers danced along the wide span of his back. his kisses found their way back to your jaw, venturing down the valley of your neck with soft nips and traces of his tongue. he was all over you, fingertips digging into your sides and lips painting your skin with soft marks — yet it wasn't rushed, not being fueled by the usual lust between you two.

in fact, you felt yourself being lulled halfway back to sleep with each brush of his long lashes against the valley of your breasts, with the slow tickle of his hair dragging across your breasts as he lost himself in sloppy kisses down your sternum nearing your navel.

the moment stretched on for enternity, the both of you lost in the foggy haze of the AM cold and the languid warmth of each other's bodies. you had long since grown wet between your legs, but you felt no need to rush his lips to where you wanted him most. you had simply let him continue covering your skin with his lips, let his big hands roam over your thighs as he worshipped the inner skin of them with his mouth.

clearly, he wasn't preoccupied with time, either. keegan's eyelids had screwed themselves shut, his mind clouded with nothing but his need to feel you. the gutwrenching urge seeped into his bones, deep enough to make him ache at his very core. his heart swam the a rose-tinted miasma of amourine, lucid in his love for you. he found himself groaning unabashedly into your thighs when your fingers carded through his hair; not tugging, but running your nails across his scalp, borderline massaging it as he surrounded himself in you. his eyebrows furrowed as he pressed your thighs tighter around his head, tossing your calf over his shoulder to hook your ankles behind his shoulder blades. kee trailed sloppy kisses over your mound, his ardor tapering off to barely-there pecks over your panty-covered vulva.

"missed this," he mumbled against you, voice muffled by your underwear and your thighs as he rested his nose against your clit. you laughed, caressing his hair and opening your legs to see his pretty brown eyes peering back up at you through his messy fringe.

"missed what, exactly?" you asked as you propped yourself onto your elbow, smile evident in your tone. your fingers that were still half-buried in his hair wrapped around his waves, thumb threading through the individual strands as you admired him in his state — leaning into your touch, slowly blinking to keep himself awake, and half-hidden by your thighs.

"this," he croaked out, too lost in the feeling of you to understand how vague he was being. "waking up to this," he explained as he rubbed his cheek deeper into your palm. "waking up to you."

"yeah?" you hummed, earning a slow nod from him, now leaned against your thighs with his eyes closed. "well, you have me all day today," you allowed your elbow to slip, laying back to place both your hands in his bed head.

"thank god," he exasperated, voice filling the room despite him speaking into the plush of your cunt. you laugh again, full and unfiltered as he unwraps your legs from his shoulders to lay against your stomach, thumbs tracing slow circles on your hips.

"we need to do this more often."

"what, take off work to laze out?"

"mhm," he nods into your skin.

"hmm," you simply hummed, contemplating it for a moment before letting it become an issue for future you. you remove a hand from keegan's hair, a small noise of disapproval leaving him as you fish for your phone through your crumpled sheets. disconnecting it from your charger, you lift it halfway to your face, quickly thumbing in your passcode and turning on Bluetooth. you connect it to the speaker plugged up on your cluttered dresser, the small chime of the device affirming the connection filling the comfortable silence that fell between you two. you open up your playlist for lazy days just like these and let the first few notes fill the room before adjusting the volume and turning off your phone, tossing it back to where it was before.

keegan was still stationed between your legs, head resting over your navel where he had drifted halfway back to sleep, the music blending with the comforting thrum of your heartbeat pulsing in his ear.

for a long moment, it's just the two of you drifting in and out of consciousness while intertwined together.

you had almost slipped back into sleep when you were drawn back into consciousness by movement between your legs; slender fingers hooking under the soft cotton of your panties and pulling the fabric from under the curve of your ass. you grinned as you felt the bed dip with movement, mattress groaning with each shift of your boyfriend's body as he slid your underwear over your knees and finally off your feet. you peered down to see keegan sitting back on his heels, hair falling into his face as his half-lidded eyes soaked in the sight of your bare pussy.

"what happened to us having all day?" you smiled as he situated himself back between your legs, not looking up once.

"we do have all day," he spoke against your labia, breath soft against your clit as your lower back tingled at the sensation of his lips brushing against you.

"doesn't mean I have to wait all day, either," he finished before softly suckling your clit between his lips, tongue gently caressing the underside of your bundle of nerves. you clenched around nothing, back arching off the bed as you giggled. your hands returned to his soft chestnut curls as he pressed his tongue flat against you, covering the entirety of you with his saliva. your eyes flutter close as you relax into the sensation of your boyfriend's tongue working you towards a long, drawn-out journey of pleasure.

since that morning, you and keegan have been busy doing absolutely nothing.

he had hit up his plug shortly after showering and brushing his teeth, the taste of you long since faded and replaced with the herbal sweetness of the green tea he had picked up on his way over to his dealer's. he had come back with enough bud for a party of four, the iridescent packs mixed in bags filled to the brim with junk food and your favorite snacks he'd bought while out. he hadn't bothered to get dressed, throwing on a decently clean pair of black sweats, a black fitted sweat jacket, and house slides over black socks before heading out the door with a quick, firm kiss goodbye. his hair was still a mess, fluffed out and slightly frizzy like a brown halo around his cheekbones.

he offered a small smile, lips pressing together into a thin line as he nudged your bedroom door close behind him.

"ooh, mini haul," you sing-songed out as he toed his slides off, kicking them out of the way and plopping on the bed next to you.

"mini-haul, mhm" he repeats with approval as he opened one of the plastic bags, pulling out a large iridescent package of weed. he held the reflective package to the side of his face, jaw dropping in mock surprise as your face lit up with surprise. you make a genuine noise of excitement, earning a gummy smile and a huff of laughter from kee.

he tossed the pack into your lap, setting the bags on the carpet next to your bed before getting up to retrieve your glittery epoxy rolling tray (a gift he had gotten you alongside a bouquet of lilacs and lilies and your favorite snacks for your past anniversary). the bed dipped under his weight as his hand dug into the contents of his pocket. his peach-flavored nic clattered gently against the glossy tray.

he extended his hand and made a grabbing motion, pressing the nicotine to his lips and taking a deep pull. the room filled with the distinct scent of fresh bud the second you ripped the bag open. you tilted it towards him, letting his hand dig in to fish out a nug. He thumbed it down into the grinder balanced on the tray before grinding the weed with a lazy twist of hus wrists. your fingers burrowed under the silk satin of your pillow case to retrieve your pen as you mentally prepared yourself from keegan's inevitable teasing — pre-gaming, you thought with a nod.

sure enough, he paused his movements to look at you, eyebrows raising to his hairline as his chin cocks back, an incredulous expression warping his features. he opens his mouth to speak, only to be met by a mild "aht" and your hand raising in interruption as the other pressed the pen to his lips. his lids lower to give you a major case of side eye, a beat of mild judgement passing before he scoffed and accepted the hit regardless.

"you have a problem," he said flatly as he exhaled a mix of sweet-smelling smoke.

"says the guy who just bought a month's worth of weed on a thursday morning," you quipped back, eyes trained on his lips as you encourage another hit.

he stiffened at you suddenly calling him out.

"touché," he mumbled, taking another hit as he continues with the grinder. you chuckled in response, leaning back to take a pull of your own as you rolled over to settle against your pillows.

the music from the playlist you had thrown on earlier filled the room alongside the soft crackle of the wicks to your favorite scented candle, creating a warm ambience to the comfortable silence that fell between you as he focused on rolling your blunts.

you admired his side profile as he works; how his soft pink lip caught between his teeth as he carefully twists the end of the first one, how the steep slope of his jawline flexed when he reached a flow state of focus, how the light caught the curve of his nose and passed through his mahogany waves that obscured the rest of his features. the familiar buzz of thc warmed your senses as you watched kee roll up five more blunts.

he exhaled through his nose, lips pressing back into that awkward thin-lipped smile as he dusted his fingers off and set the rolling tray onto your nightstand. he retrieved a lighter from the pocket to his sweatpants before taking a neatly pearled rollie and pressing it to your parted lips. he leaned over and flicked the engraved metal cap open with his thumb, igniting a flame under the cannabis and letting you take a few quick puffs before flicking the silver zippo close. you took the first hit as he tossed the lighter onto your dresser, the metal hitting the wood with a heavy thud. you exhaled as you admired the chipped silver of his polished nails as he unzipped his sweat jacket, tossing it over one of your bedposys before settling across your bed in his ribbed white tank top.

you lay on your stomach, head nodding to the bass-heavy rhythm of your favorite song vibrating across the acoustics of your room and encasing you in sound. you mouthed along to the lyrics, offering the blunt to kee. he scoots in closer, his leg pressing against yours as he leaned down against his elbow to take a hit as it burned between your lithe fingertips.

his hand found purchase on your lower back, gently tapping out the rhythm over the plush of your ass as his eyes close to join you in feeling the music. his head bobbed lazily, in switch with the beat as he exhales away from your face. the smoke blurred everything between you two as time stretched on, both of you lost in the calm ambience of your room and the familiar burn in your lungs.

somehow, keegan had draped himself across your back, his leg thrown over yours as his arms wrapped around your shoulders. his hands rested on his biceps, cheek pressed to your shoulder blades as he held you in a back hug. he was far bigger than you, his body pressing you into your sheets. you couldn't bring yourself to care when he felt so warm against you, when his weight felt more like him choosing to stay here with you rather than him crushing you.

you rested your chin on his folded arms, the blunt now stationed between his index and middle fingers as he puffed on it lazily behind your head. you felt your lips pull into a grin, smitten at the soft pressure of his forearm against your neck. the unintentional headlock he had you in made your head spin with far more than just thc. you pressed your cheek into his wrist, a low, content sigh leaving you as he offered the very last hit. you accepted it with a small nod, your lips brushing against his fingertips as you finish the last of it.

he unwinds from your body, the sudden absence of his warmth sending a chill up your spine. you made a dejected sound of protest as he stubbed out the smoking filter, placing it in an ashtray before retrieving a second. he hadn't offered this time, placing it between his teeth and he lighting it himself. you craned your neck to watch him, body heavy and buzzing as the full effect of the weed ebbed through your system.

"come back," you pouted, earning a huff of laughter and a shake of keegan's head. he took one last drag before ashing the setting the joint in the ashtray. he appeared behind you in a moment's notice, knees straddling your hips as he bent down to hold your jaw, shotgunning the smoke into your mouth. you purr against his lips, accepting the smoke gratefully before blowing it out with a hazy chuckle. he mirrored your grin, his own silvery laughter warm against the skin of your back as he spoke.

he lowered to his elbows, mouth warm against the shellbof your ear. "somebody's already gone," the serene rasp of his voice was just above a whisper, the saccharine sweet of his breath surrounding your senses in nothing but him.

"mhm," you nodded, not bothering to pull away and letting the crown of your head kock gently against his jaw. he moved his head to block yours, a huff of laughter leaving his pierced nose before he tightened his grip on your chin to hold you still. he captured your lips in yet another sloppy kiss. he lifted himself off of you, firm hands wrapped around your biceps as he flipped your body to face him. he sat back, fingers intertwining with yours as his large frame towered over you.

"yeah? already?" he purred with smirk as he watched you squirm underneath him as he sat in your lap. you nodded again, eyes tracing over the sharp features of his shadow-covered face.

"very," the word came out weak, whinier than you intended, but it got the point across nonetheless. he lowered himself down to trace his tongue over the curve of your bottom lip, smiling at the way you mewled against him. he trailed his mouth over your neck, rejuvenating the fully-bloomed hickeys from that morning.

by the time he got to your navel, you wrapped your hands under his biceps and nudged him towards the headboard, signaling you wanted his attention. he glanced up, eyes widening at the sight of your eyes glazed over, tinted a soft shade of pink and clouded with lust.

you really were gone.

"wanna do you first," you sat up and pushed him back with you, your hands settling at his ribs as your lips latched onto one of his nipples.

kee sucked a sharp intake of breath past gritted teeth, his clammy hands trembling over the landscape of your shoulders, your waist — any and every inch he could feel you.

"been wanting to try something for a while," your voice lowered an octave, soft and sultry as you softly mouthed at the apricot-colored bud.

"y-yeah?" he panted, breathless as he studied your features. your eyes were still trained on his pretty face as you traced the pebbled skin of his areola with the tip of your tongue.

"mhm," you nodded, pulling away with a soft pop. your hands pressed against his chest to nudge him to to lay back flat. he followed your instuctions, cheeks tinged a pastel shade of pink as his thumb hooked under his sweatpants to tug them down. you helped slip them the rest of the way off, leaving him in his white wifebeater and black boxer briefs. he swallowed thickly, fingernails digging into the plush of your crumoled sheets as his heart hammered against his ribcage. his eyes went wide when you bent over the edge of tour bed to retrieve your day bag, the curve of your ass in your tiny pair of boyshorts the only thing keegan could focus on as you fished for whatever it is you had lost in your bag.

you pulled back up with a small "here it is", a folded assortment of bright jelly-colored condoms in one hand and a collection of sample-sized bottles of flavored lube in the other. for a moment, kee sat frozen at the head of your bed, eyes darting between the items as he seemed to exoerience all five stages of grief at once. his eyebrows raised to his hairline before furrowing in ewilderment, his expression reflecting every racing thought in his head before inevitably settling in an ill-diguised grin.

"you want to try flavored condoms," he spoke slowly, lips twitching as he sat losing his fight against his urge to giggle.

"and lube," you tossed the bottles onto your bedsheets.

"saw them online, thought i'd swing by a place on my way home from work," you trailed off, smile tugging at your lips at his bottom lip being pulled behind his teeth with his effort to keep a straight face. "kee..." the lukewarm warning landing the exact opposite of what you wanted as you watched his cheeks, neck, and ears flush pink.

kee snorts, hands flying to his mouth to stifle his snickering.

"what?"

the contagious spread of your boyfriend's sudden unabashed laughter had you grinning as you swat his thigh.

"c'mon, kee, have an open mind!"

"i am, i swear i am," he exclaimed as he peeked through his fingers, still giggling at your bemusemnt as he brought his hands down to rest at his sides.

"... just was unprepared, that's all," he sniffs, clearing his throat to hide the quiver in his lips (a failed attempt, but an attempt nonetheless).

you quirked an eyebrow.

"so you're game?"

he nods enthusiastically, his stoic expression joined with a mock-serious "mhm".

"yeah, i'm game. totally game."

"... only if I can try it on you after, of course."

"you already ate me out once today."

"okay?" his noise scrunched together as his top lip pulled back in mild distaste. "what are you, the pussy-eating police? I'll do it again. the fuck?"

you raise your hand in surrender, digressing with a laughed "damn, nevermind" as you tugged onthe elastic waistband of his briefs. he lifted his hips to make it easier for you, his half-stiff dick gently slapping across his stomach as you tossed his underwear across the room.

his skin still smelled like the softly scented peppermint soap in your bathroom, warm and clean against your sheets. a content hum buzzed against tour lips as you trailed kisses up the defined valley of his chiseled torso back to his face, fingers wrapping around the base of his cock and squeezing gently as you taste his lips again.

Sweet hints of honey and ginseng mingled with the artificial sweetness of his peach-flavored vape, pleasantly mixing on your tongue as you felt him twitch between your fingers. you pull away to spit into your hand, palm returning to pump his length slowly with lazy winding twists of your wrist.

"fuck," he breathed out, head tipping back to display the bob of his adam's apple as he swallowed thickly. the sight sends excitement down to your core. his eyelids were stationed half-mast, a sharp hiss of breath sucked past the heart-shaped keyhole of his parted lips as his hips bucked into your thumb caressing his pretty pink tip.

"faster," he panted, throat still exposed as he shut his eyes, eyebrows knitting together in pleasure.

you huffed a soft "hah!, smirking at how quickly he became into a panting mess of limbs bucking into enclosed fingers.

"don't laugh," he complained, his laments strained and breaking off pathetically like the whines of a petulant child. he was strung tight like a bow, muscles tense as he exhaled shakily through his nose. he sniveled softly, his peony-colored lip caught behind his central incisors.

he sighed shakily through his teeth, the florid shade of his cheeks warm against the dewy ivory of his skin. he was a vision of plush pink lips, opaline skin, and tussled tawny waves as you lowered your head to press soft kisses to his flushed tip. you were instantly rewarded with an angelic whine filling your room.

"I'm not laughing at you, baby," you cooed between kitten-licks, the tip of your tongue lapping the pre blooming across his slit. "it's just you were so timid earlier. now look at you. haven't even started yet and you're so sensitive."

"I noticed," he deadpanned, mahogany irises glaring half-assed daggers at your position between his legs. you chuckled, softening your teasing into gentle affection as your thumbs ran along the milky skin of his inner thighs.

"i know, i know. i'm getting there." you reached under the bend of his knee to grab the array of brightly colored condoms. you skim the labels for the flavors.

"hm. what're we thinking? i'm thinkin' of going for the cherry one," you pulled at the glossy packaging of the fuschia-colored rubber.

the marijuana had finally reached its peak for keegan, his body laxing into the softness of your bed as he rested against your headboard, fingertips grazing over the shell of your ears as he watched from above.

"yeah?" his fingers grazed over the back of your neck, nails softly raking across the back of your scalp.

"what lube goes well with that one?"

"I dunno," your gaze languidly runs over the assortment of flavors.

"... tahitian vanilla, maybe? sound promising," you raised an eyebrow, shrugging as you caught his gaze. the corner of his lips lift as he nods lazily, lids half-hast as the sun hits his half-naked body.

"sounds good."

you nodded once before discarding the condom wrapper and rolling the glossy latex over his length.

"not too tight?"

"mm-mmn," he hummed faintly as he shook his head no, eyelids fluttering close at the sensation of your hand back on his gender. he groaned when you wrapped your lips around him, the sound resonating deep within his chest. the soft suction of your mouth and the vibrations from your beingbsastisifed with the flavor had his eyes rolling to the back of his head, a mix of a laugh and a moan gracing your ears as his hands found their place on top of your head.

the room fills with the slick sound of you slurping around his fruit-flavored length and the waning keen of your name, soft curses littering the space between his gasps and gentle mewls of praise.

"tastes good?" he panted, tongue darting out to run over along the corners of his mouth as you pulled away, a thin tendril of saliva connecting your spit-glossed lips and his twitching pink tip.

a soft smile graced your features, contrasting from the raw carnality of your fist pumping away at his cock. nothing but glassy amour gleamed against your dilated pupils.

"so good," you grinned.

the heavy lust lacing your tone had keegan's head swimming in complete and utter bliss. the heat blossoming at his core had spread to the taut muscles of his stomach as beads of sweat trailed down the divots of his abs. he quivered—actually quivered— under your gaze, hands trembling as he reached out to caress your face.

"yeah? 'cause it feels good. so fucking good," he crooned softly.

you moaned at his words, your thighs pressing deeper into your mattress to roll your hips against your sheets, seeking any kind of friction against the tingling arousal flooding your panties. you sink back down onto his cock, taking him until he presses against the back of your throat.

"fuckkk," the word came out strained, vowels stretched out as his mouth gaped into an 'o' shape.

"shit, baby," he pants, hips jerking as you swallow around him. you lifted to suckle on just the tip, chest heaving as you caught your breath.

"that feel good for you?" you bat your eyelashes, already knowing the answer but yearning to hear it from him.

"too fuckin' good, baby. swear to god," his words died in his chest as you started to fondle with his balls, palming them gently as his thighs twitched with need. you turned your head to ghost your lips over the thick vein on the underside of his dick, tongue flicking against the sensitive glands of his frenulum.

for a long moment he was silent, only sharp exhales and high-pitched whines cutting through the absence of his dirty talk. his hands pressed deeper in the tangled mess at the crown of your head, hips lifting off the bed to softly thrust his cock deeper down your throat. tears beaded at the corner of your eyes as you took what he have you, breathing through your nose as his mushroom tip grinded against your uvula with each roll of his hips.

just when you had found comfort in your breathlessness, he pulled you off of him, pre coating the inside of the sanguine-colored latex encasing his coral-hued member.

"fuck, you're gonna make me come," the words tumbled out in one big heave as air rushed back into his lungs, his senses finally not overwhelmed with the all-encompassing ectasy of your mouth. the newfound oxgyen cut through the murky haze of his mind just enough to allow him to focus on quelling the banging of his heart against his ribcage.

his breath immediately hitched when you squeezed the tip, thumb massaging firm circles against the sensitive underside of his dick.

"would that be such a bad thing?"

you pouted when he swatted your hand away from his erection.

"uh, yeah? i'm still trying to fuck you later on?" the end of his sentences curled with panting exasperation as if you were asking the most obvious question known to man.

his hands, still trembling, found purchase under your arms as he sat up, pulling you into a sloppy yet gentle clash of teeth and tongue.

he hummed a low sound of pleasure, the remnants of warm cherry and vanilla sweet on his taste buds as he suckled your into his mouth.

"that does taste really good," he pulled away with a smile, skin flushed the same shade of pink as his kiss-wollen lips as he chuckled breathlessly against your mouth.

you clicked your tongue, the amusement of your 'i told you so' gleaming in your irises him before he pulled you back into your oral landscape of honeyed ginseng and cherry-vanilla. his grip tightened around you before he flipped you to lay in his spot against your headboard, the sheets were still warm and damp from the sweat cooling against his skin.

he sat back on his heels, rolling the condom off his length and ignoring the tendril of pre connecting his tip to the latex after it's off of him. leaning over the edge of your bed to toss it into your trash, his fingers dug into the plush of your thighs for balance as you picked up the bottles of lube.

"which one're you feeling? I've got that vanilla one, green apple, cherry, birthday cake," your voice trailed off when he lifted your hips off of the mattress and tugged off your underwear.

"birthday cake sounds fun," he smirked as his hands wrapped behind your knees, yankng you to press the curve of your ass flat against his chest. you gasped at your shoulders suddenly being the only thing on your bed as he crawled forward, your body rolling up as your back joined the chiseled marblebof his torso. your legs were tossed behind his head as his hands moved to anchor themselves of your hips, locking you in place against his lips as his forearms bracketed your waist.

your panties were still stationed at the bend of your knee, kee simply ducking his head under the damp fabric to suck your labia into mouth. the humidity of his breath against your slick vulva had you fluttering around nothing as he circled his head, flat tongue dragging mind-numbingly slow against your clit. you ground yourself harder against him, electricity tingling up your spine at kee's soft suckling and flicking at your bundle of nerves. his jaw was tense with movement as he lapped against you with each downstroke of your hips. he moaned against you, vibrations strong enough to wrench a cry of pleasure from your dry lips. he buried himself into your cunt, hands leaving your hips to press your thighs tighter around his head.

"you don't even have any- ah! on me yet," you panted, cut off by the rush of arousal drenching your slit after a harsh pull of his lips around your clit. keegan only hummed against you, a dismissive sound before he licked a final stripe up your folds.

he tossed his hair back, bangs no longer covering his eyes as his hold tightened on you. his hand extended to pluck the confetti-dotted bottle of artifical flavor from your grasp, thumb popping open the cap as he kept you against him with one hand. he squeezes a stream of the cream-colored gel directly on your clit, the sudden chill of it making you jump. tossing the bottle somewhere on your sheets, he spreads the cool liquid over your folds, fingers swirling over your bud.

your lip caught between your teeth as you writhed against his fingers, blown-out pupils trained on how his index, middle, and ring fingers covered you entirely. he smiled at the sound before pressing your folds together to press a pretty kiss to your clit, the lube glossing his lips.

"such a pretty pussy," he purred, lips languidly trailing down to mix the sweetness of the lube with the distinct flavor of your arousal.

"all wet f'me from suckling me off," the tip of his tongue prods at your opening, teasing your entrance with butterfly-soft pressure.

"you usually get this wet giving me head, baby?"

you whined at this teasing, struggling to find words when he was so close to giving you what you needed.

"mhm," you finally squeeze out. your mouth had fallen agape and your vision grew hazy through your dark lashes, wading deep in the heavy waves of satisfaction as you watched keegan murmur praise into your cunt with his glasses askew over his slick nose.

"always."

kee moaned against you, dick twitching at your words as he finally buried his tongue inside you. the wet muscle pistoned into your gummy walls as his nose bumped against your clit with each wild buck of your hips against his face. the sound of him devouring your sopping cunt and his muffled groans filled the room, a filthy continuation of what you had just done to him.

the minutes seemed to stretch on like hours in your altered state of mind, the weed and your primal urge to ride his face until you came warping your sense of time. you couldn't tell if it had been five minutes or fifty; you hadn't cared since you were rapidly approaching what you anticipated to be the best orgasm of your life.

"fuck, keep going," you sighed out, a familiar warmth spreading throughout your tingling lower half. "don't stop. don't fucking stop."

kee whimpered, still face-deep in your groin as he talked you through it. "yeah? you getting close? i want you close," he rambled.

"wanna feel you come all over my tongue, cover my mouth in you. you gonna give me what I need, baby?"

you nod, chest heaving as you approached your climax.

"c'mon, pretty. give it to me. give me what i need an' come all over my face."

you had never heard kee speak like that to you a day in your life.

the sheer shock of it hurdled you impossibly quick over the edge, a yelp leaving you as pleasure flooded every inch of your sweaty body. your hands buried in his hair, pushing him deeper into your spasming cunt as he licked you clean with a fervor, eyebrows still knitted prettily in the middle of his forehead as he worked you though the aftershocks. he pulled away only when your grip had turned evasive, tugging his curls hard enough to sting at the scalp. he panted, the slick skin of his nose, chin, and mouth cooling from the wind of your ceiling fan.

he held you there long after you came, his hands caressing your sides as he kissed your inner thighs. "god, that was so hot," you giggled, hands covering your face as it burned with the realization of what just happened. kee simply nodded, gently setting you down and wiping his face with the inside of his shirt as he caught hus breath. the hum of the long-forgotten music pulsed you back into awareness, the tingling bliss of your orgasm still buzzing under your skin as you grounded yourself in reality. kee got up to tug back on his boxers, still-stiff cock pressing against the cotton as his slipped behind you, resting your head in his lap over a pillow.

"what about you?" you asked softly, already drifting back to sleep.

"don't worry about it," his hair tickled your cheeks as he bent down to press a kiss to your forehead. the click of his zippo's flint and steel welcomed the scent of marijuana back into your senses.

"we got all day."

author's note: I was going to write way more but I realized I but off more than I could chew, lmfao. i got a little lazy at the end. the actual sex will happen in the next two parts, I promise. for now, take this.