Could I get 13. With punk! Harry and sparkles, pretty please 🥺
13. First time getting high.
“Y’sure about this sparkles? Don’t want you feelin’ like you have to.” Harry mumbles, holding the lit joint as the pair sits in his bedroom, the other boys gone out for the night.
“Just wanna try it … please?” She asks with a small pout, watching as he sucks on the end of the joint, blowing out smoke into the air of his room as she watches on carefully.
“Asked so nicely, I’d be mean to say no, huh?” He asks softly, looking at the girl in his lap as she looks up at him, nodding with big eyes as he looks at her from under his hooded ones.
“Okay pretty baby, we’re gonna shot gun it, Kay? It’ll be easier on your body for the first time.” He talks her through it, holding her back with one hand as the other holds the joint as he smokes some more into his mouth.
“Just relax, it’s only me, yeah?” He grumbles around the smoke in his mouth, leaning down as she opens her mouth, looking up at him innocently that has him holding back every ounce of need he has for her in this moment.
She lets out a small whine when his mouth meets hers, tongues immediately meeting as he blows it into her mouth, feeling her inhale it shakily before he’s pulling back, planting a few kisses to the corners of her mouth to comfort her.
“Blow it out sparkles, come on, atta girl.” He smiles, chuckling a little when she coughs around the smoke, looking at him wide eyed before she’s laughing along also.
“It burns!” She whines, laughing in embarrassment as Harry chuckles around the joint at the corner of her mouth, hoisting her up more in his lap so she’s looking down on him now.
“Did ya like it?” He asks, she nods watching as his lips part to blow some smoke out, his body jumps when she smashes her lips onto his, sucking the smoke from his mouth as he groans at the action.
“Like it, a lot.” She smiles, eyes becoming hooded as she blows out smoke, Harry looking up at her in awe as she smiles lazily at him.
“Y’pretty.” She mumbles, running her hand through his curls as his eyes soften at this movement, rubbing her hip in appreciation as she ogles over him.
“Your the prettiest sparkles, so cute.” He admits, she smiles.














