His hands found their way into hers after a moment, feeling the soft skin there. He considered the chipped nail polish as he rested his chin on her shoulder. “Yeah, my eyes are alright. Yours are nice too, though.”
He didn’t want to have her. Not now, not like this. Joseph had a rule that he always stuck to: he needed explicit consent before drugs were involved. The idea of somehow ending up hurting someone when he and the other party were both high was unbearable. So he just leaned his head against hers and sighed.
“Let’s just cuddle for now.” Every horny little part of his brain screamed no, but he managed to push through it. “I’ve got a rule about sex when high.” That didn’t stop him from pulling her even closer against his chest, though. Joseph slowly leaned away and back, enough to reposition his head before leaning back in to attempt a kiss.
Something ticked in the back of Zoey’s mind, cold, hard, and heavily reminiscent as she leaned her cheek into the side of his forehead and let out a small sigh of content. It could have been so easy for her to push him away and chuck him out of the room. But he’d given her drugs and in her head she felt that she owed him somewhat. Yeah, even though her throwaway punk side was screaming ‘laaaame’, she owed him for more or less taking away the pain that was always, always present.
Cuddling sounded like the better option anyway, and she wasn’t exactly in a sexy kind of mood anymore.
“Alright,” the girl mumbled, turning her head to face him because she couldn’t quite reach her leg over his lap to straddle him. The end of her nose brushed against his as he leaned in while inside the crevice of her rib cage, her heart skipped a beat. Zoey scanned over his face briefly, trying to figure out a way of escape and eventually reaching up a hand to tilt up his chin and close off the already vanishing gap between them
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