It’s late 12:06 am to be exact, seeing a notification on your phone told you that much. Things had gotten cloudy in your mind,(or maybe the cloudy smoky atmosphere made you hallucinate) you and Ban had settled on a nice quiet night to yourselves, with some medicinal help. You guys never had time to relax to your fullest potential, tonight would be different. Your heart was set on blazing the night away.
“Hey babe what’d you wanna watch next?” Intense red pupils stare down at you, you inhale deeply; the smell sent shivers down your spine. Acqua di Gio by Giorgio Armani, you could tell he’d just gotten out of the shower but what you couldn’t tell is if he’d actually showered or just doused himself in the colonge. You slightly bit your lip trying to contain the heat rising in you. “Uhm something action packed of course, can’t have the lightweight dosing off can we?” Ban grins and goes for the kill. He flips you on your back and begins to tickle you till you cry from exhaustion. “Ban no- st- it please, it hurts baby” finally he lets you up and usually you’d kick his ass but the weed had you rather unbothered. Instead you get up from the couch and walk over to the movie case, you sing to yourself quietly; “action, action,action, heree it is” you grip the dvd and hold it close to your heart. “I’ve found the perfect movie, filled with all the best things, action, drama, mythical beast; you name it” you flip the case over to reveal, Lord of the rings, he noticed you holding something behind your back, he turns his head in curiosity. “Then after we’re done with these three, we can watch the Hobbit.” Bans eyes narrowed and he let out a slight chuckle, “okay angel we’ll see if you actually stay awake the whole time.” In the back of your mind you knew there was a small bit of truth to his words but you got a new strain of Sativa that was sure to keep you on your toes. Once the intermission was over you’d put the movie on, gotten a bunch of snacks and drinks and grabbed the bong. Ban smokes but he’s no stoner, so imagine those beautiful slender red eyes widen in an instant. The almost 7foot man sat on the couch criss-cross-apple-sauce(ohhh the memories) wearing the oversized yellow fugees t-shirt a friend had gotten you and a pair of gray sweatpants. (God he looked so good) “what’s the matter sweetie?, big bad Ban can’t handle a wittle bong?” His cheeks began a flush a bright pink, he snatches it from you, “oh don’t worry about what I can handle, you’ll know soon enough, he mubbles under his breath. You take your place on the couch next to him and hand him the lighter. Anticipating his first hit has you on edge. Hearing the voices in your head of the sins worried and concerned as they scolded you for spending the majority of your time stoned, quickly you block all negative feelings from your mind, cause right here right now you were with your loving, charming boyfriend and you wanted to see how sexy bloodshot, dazed eyes looked on him. He pressed his lips to the bong simultaneously flicking the lighter and gently moving it toward to bowl. You hear his breath hitch as he inhales the first hit. You notice he might cough and you brab the bong from him and set it on the table. To your surprise though he’d taken it pretty well, a few muffled coughs but no hacking or choking. “You’ve done well grasshoppa” you laugh and so does he. You grab the bong and light the bowl and hit it till the thick white smoke turns the glass piece turns milky all the way through. You stop and pull the bowl out sucking up the smoke till the glass is clear again. You hold it in a few seconds eyes closed as you exhale all worries and troubles. You look to your left and ban is staring hard. “Hey princess, has anyo-, “we’ve talked about this I’m the queen of this castle and you shall address you as such” you scold him jokingly. He stand from the couch arms to his side, he bows and humbly apologizes. ”Your majesty I am so sorry I will do better next time.” You take a sip of water and invite him to have a seat, “what were you saying, has anyone what”? Your eyes meet and the words flow from his mouth like honey, “Has anyone ever told you that you’re the most beautiful creature to walk this earth” your eyes widen and you take a hit from the bong and hand it to him. Blowing the smoke from your lips you settle on his eyes, “ No my little fox no ones said anything like that to me, but when I’m with you not only do you tell me of my beauty I can feel my beauty.
When I’m with you I feel like the world is in the palm of my hand.” He pulls you into him, kissing you with a burning passion, “I love you so much(Y/N)”. The smell of bergamot, neroli, rosemary and patchouli filled your senses to the brim. Here he was bringing you so dangerously close to stripping him were he was. His lips moved to your neck and you let out a soft moan. You pull back with soft lusty eyes giving him a not yet look. He takes the hint and hits the bong. You two watch the movie for a while critquing and giving your unwanted opinions. You finish off what remains of the bowl yourself while ban catches his breath. You began to pack another when you notice him absent mindedly rubbing your thighs. It was like he was kneeding dough. The plush firm muscles always had a special place in his heart. It felt so soo good you just stopped to enjoy it. His slim fingers grazing your skin gave you goosebumps you let little soft noises escape your lips and that’s when he noticed. How his touch made you ache for him. Though your eyes were closed he could tell the vibes you were giving off. Slowly he made his was up to the band of your leggings and just as he was about to make skin to skin contact you hit the bong and hand it to him, eyes half lidded and red: “one for the road, you sit up to watch your boyfriend take his biggest hit yet. Once inhaled he rest his head on the back of the couch. You scoot him to the middle and straddle him, when he blows smoke in your face you feel arousal begin to pool between your thighs. For a moment you feel your clit throbbing in tandem with the throbbing of his aching cock. The thud is as deep as a heartbeat. He wraps his arms around your waist and he begins grinding you down on him. He can tell by the way your already sooo wet for him and by the look on your face, neither of you will be getting much sleep anytime soon.
