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2025-12-16
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You dont want me, do you?

Summary:

Bladee and Lean smoke too much.....?

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Bladee sank low into the cushions of Lean’s couch, watching as he spun the grinder in his hand. The potentish smell Bladee still wasn't fond of filled the air, his hands resting on his lap. They itched with the need to move, but he kept himself still, and the boys leaned over one to share with their lack of weed. Bladee zoned out until Lean sparked the lighter, snapping him out of his daze, watching him take a puff before offering it to Bladee's slouched figure. He took it between his pointer and middle finger and sucked it into his lungs, holding it until it was okay to exhale. A cough broke their silence and Lean laughed as he took it back, teasing Bladee about how he always coughed
It was his turn to laugh now, one of those awkward half laughs escaping his lips as he rubbed his hand down his leg, feeling the fabric of his own jeans, almost soothing himself. Lean half turned to face Bladee. His eyes flicked down to his lips, taking short glances as his own wrapped around the joint, making Bladee start to wonder something along the lines of
'Why would he be doing that?’
‘Maybe ‘cause I just hit it. Maybe he wants to ki-'
'Maybe he's just wondering if I want it back.’ With that final thought, Bladee took the joint back as Lean held it out to him. Bladee’s lips wrapped around the soft paper, repeating his actions from just a moment ago.
As the joint slowly burned down, the last hit sat between Lean’s fingers. Before Bladee could speak up about wanting the last hit, it was already being sucked into Lean’s mouth. As the smoke filled his mouth, Lean caught Bladee’s desperate glare. He smirked – thinking quickly, Lean waved his hand towards himself, motioning for Bladee to come closer. Bladee obeyed until he caught on, almost turning his head away in embarrassment until he felt Lean carefully catch his chin in his hand, pulling him close enough to exhale smoke that Bladee sucked right up. Drool threatened to spill from his open mouth, forcing his tongue to dart out over his lips, leaving them wet.
When the smoke slowly escapes Bladee’s parted lips, he expects Lean to move back into his spot, maybe out of habit like how he usually would during their sessions but, He doesn't back away. Instead, he stays close to Bladee, the tips of their noses just barely brushing against one another. Lean pushed further, tilting his head to the side a bit more. Bladee hummed confusedly – what could Lean possibly be doing? He brought his hand up to grab at Bladee’s collar, catching him off guard as he pulled him in. Bladee’s breath hitched in his throat as the gap between them closed, Lean pushing his lips down against Bladee’s. His eyes stayed open, wide with shock, but he couldn't not kiss back?
He was honestly too high to even reject the kiss his hands finding the couch as lean pulled away a almost cocky grin plastered on his face.
Bladee sat almost too still, staring back at him his lips slightly parted, his face flushed with a soft pink that left him hot as lean formed his lips to speak. "whats got you flustered?" only for bladee to not be able to answer, his lips parting wider as he tried to rack his brain for an acceptable answer

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