Valentine's Day Joint
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I walked through the door of my Plugs house once again. It Valentine's evening, and I had an important delivery to receive. I walked into his slightly messy house and headed straight to his room, passing the strip club on the way- it was empty. Weird, since it was Valentine's Day and supposed to be filled with couples. But, it was only 7:35pm, maybe they were gonna come later.

I silently snuck into Suna's room and saw him straight away.

Suna's eyes were lazily open, almost closed. His shirt was off- like always- and he was watching something on his PC. He squinted closely at me when he noticed me standing in the doorway, "bwhah sorry, didn't realise someone was there," he laughed and leaned back into his, a little bit ratchet, gaming chair. He definitely sparked up again right before our meeting. I rolled my eyes at the smoker and walked into his room, "do you have my Js?"

"Maybeee" he lowkey giggled and looked around on his table. I requested the pink and red paper this time, so I hope he remembered. These joints were a gift to my friend for Valentine's Day- a small tradition we kept throughout the years. Instead of sappy dates with desperate men, we spark up at her apartment with take-out and movies. Yeah, it might sound lonely, but it's better than having to hear the constant mansplaining and cringe "you are so beautiful baby"s of guys.

"Rintarou come on, I don't have time for this," I told him and walked further into his room, looking for the misplaced joints. I saw the coloured papers on his desk, so he must have rolled them.
"Come on y/n, you always leave so early. Stay," he whined and got up from his chair. I shook my head at him, "you know that I have to go to Aileen"
"I hate Valentine's Day, stay with me," he protested. Suna grabbed my hand and pulled me along behind him, leading me to his kitchen. He continued, "I got ramen that we could make...or we could cook something. Look y/n, I bought vegetables- just like you told me to."

I had to smile at his accomplished looking face. I did joke to him a week ago to eat healthier, or else he'd soon be 6ft under, but I never knew he would actually listen. I sighed, "look, that's great, but I already promised Aileen that-"
I was cut off with a vibrating in my back pocket and a small tune that told me someone was calling me. I pulled out my phone and saw that it was my friend, "one moment Rin," and went to the hallway. I answered, "hey Aileen, I'm picking up the Js right now."
"Ahh y/n...look I'm sorry but we can't do our usual valentines night this time. Guess what happened," I heard over the phone. I kind of sighed at her words, already actually excited for the night we had planned, and said "tell me what happened."

"Mason finally asked me out, he said he had something special planned! I'm so excited, you don't understand. I will make it up to you, I promise!" she squealed into the phone.
Mason has been her crush since 2nd grade, after he said that her pink shirt with the unicorn was cute. Although I was disappointed from the short notice, I was still happy for her, "ahh Lee that's great! Don't worry about me, I'll find a way to occupy myself *cough cough* my vibrator *cough*" you joked and made her laugh loudly.

The two of you quickly said your goodbyes before she hung up, leaving you standing helplessly in the hallway. What now?
I walked back into the kitchen, seeing Suna try to turn on the stove. I shook my head at him and sat up on the counter, "get my weed, Suna."

"Uh oh, you used my last name. What did I do?" He chuckled and turned around, facing my body on top of the kitchen counter. I gave him an awkward look (BRO IDK THIS ONE 😐) and told him about my situation. He deadass started laughing his ass off while I gave him a deadpanned look. I got off of the counter, kneed him in the nuts and went to get my weed. Yeah no, I think he forgot who was allowed to laugh at who just then.

I ended up finding my 5 joints perfectly aligned on his bed. Not further questioning why they were there, I made my way to the sofa, grabbed a lighter and finally got the hit of smoke that I've been longing for. I suddenly heard footsteps edge closer to me, making me remember that I wasn't alone.

Suna grabbed the bong off of the coffee table, put some weed into the stem and slumped onto the sofa right next to me. I noticed him turning on the music from his speaker- which was mostly rock and some r&b. He grabbed the lighter that I had placed on my thigh and lit his purple bong.

It was quiet. Just for a while. Smoking in silence and taking in the intoxicating air.

Before Suna mumbled, "look i'm sorry, but stay."
I looked over at him a bit confused, starting to feel the tingles all over my body, and asked, "what do you mean?"
"Stay with me here tonight y/n," he told me slowly, glancing over at me with a soft smirk. I just nodded, since I couldn't do anything better anyways. I took another deep inhale of my second joint. I could still feel his gaze on me, so I looked over at him. He was still wearing that stupid little smirk of his.

Usually, I was a pro when holding eye contact, but with him it was so damn difficult. I averted my gaze down, fuck, I didn't want to do that because now I was staring directly at his abs...such perfectly toned abs...

This was even worse than staring into his eyes, but I couldn't move my gaze away. The weed was hitting and I forgot that Suna was still looking at me, while I was totally eyeing his body. Fuck, again.

I heard a chuckle come from him, "y/n you're staring."

My eyes were still glued to him, slowly moving up his chest, then to his neck and then to his face- still with that cocky grin. Yeah, I might have licked my lips, but that was just cause they were dry from smoking...right? I answered back, "i'm not."

"You were."
"I wasn't."
"Mhmm" he just chuckled and looked back up at the ceiling. I rolled my eyes at him and did the same. But fuck, he had a nice body. It's unfair, how was I not supposed to stare?

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I was starting to feel it quite a bit and I felt my brain pull the back of my eyes. "Beauty school" by The Deftones started playing in the background- one of my favourites. I heard the bubbles popping from the bong next to me from time to time until Suna continued talking, "you know, y/n. Every time you come over you act so cold, but then sometimes you say those small comments that sound slightly caring- loving almost," I could feel him move closer to me, "you are confusing. And I honestly fucking crave it. I crave you more than weed, y/n..."

What? Where the fuck did that all come from?? Suna's face was basically in front of mine. My mind was hazy and I did not know what kind of confession this was at all. I was still able to comprehend everything around me, but at the same time I was impulsive. Something I always am when I'm on something. And come on. Who wouldn't want to taste the lips of a super attractive plug with a mini strip club in his crib. I know I would.

So I did. I leaned in and in the last second I could hear him mumble, "because you are more addicting."

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*Suna's Pov*

Yeah I was feeling the weed and made out with my customer, no biggie right? God, why do I get horny whenever I am really high- and especially around her. But fuck it, I am not supposed to be complaining while making out with her. I've been waiting for this in a way.

I could feel her moving onto my lap the more passionate our kiss turned, until she was straddling my waist. My hands found their way to her thighs, slowly moving up and down them. God, her s/c skin was so perfectly smooth under my hand. My cold rings against her heated skin felt so right.

I gently bit down on her lip, earning a small breath from her. God, she is something else. I am never like this with anyone- not even the fucking strippers that show up once a week to perform for some disgusting rich pedophiles- but since the first time she walked into my house i've wanted a taste. Maybe because she was something I couldn't have at first, since she had a boyfriend, or maybe just because she has always acted like she was better than me. I don't know.

Her tongue slipped into my mouth and I could feel her hand travel into my hair. Does she even realise what she is doing to me right now? I swear i'm already hard. She gently pulled away and looked down at me with the slightest smile, "valentine's isn't all too bad after all, hm?"

(Ya'll know that hot thing ppl sometimes do when they like move their tongue over their teeth and smirk??? IDFK HOW TI DESCRIBE IT BUT LIKE HE's doing THAT) and said, "mhmm," before leaning in again. This time it felt a lot more heated. I heard the song in the background change to "knife prty" by the Deftones. Fucking hell, now I actually wanted to make her a mess. My hand travelled to her ass, squeezing it tightly and leaving it to rest there. Our lips found the perfect rhythm and I couldn't get enough.

I could feel her hips start to sway on my lap, painfully slow. I brought my hands to her waist, slowly guiding her movement. Her fingers were still tangled in my hair, pulling me close to her, and her other arm was around my neck. I pulled away, leaving my lips almost touching hers, "fucking hell y/n, if you keep doing that you'll start something you won't be able to finish."

"Try me," she whispered, starting to move her hips against me again and again and again. Just before a groan from the hot friction from our bodies was about to leave my lips I heard the doorbell ring. Y/n stopped her sexy little movements and looked towards the door, "fuck," she whispered and got off of my lap, letting me get up.

I gave her a small smirk even though I was annoyed as fuck. Who had to come now? I opened the door and saw three girls, along with five guys standing at the door. Fuck, I forgot that the strip club was gonna be booked tonight. My mind was still hazy as fuck, so I just pointed down the hallway, "the room is back there, pay me later, Jonah"

He was a usual customer and it looks like he brought friends. They all walked in and I saw how they noticed y/n sitting on the Sofa- only wearing her small top and little booty shorts. They all went to the backroom except Jonah. He stayed next to me and winked, "sorry if we intruded your...fun. Do you guys want to come n' watch?"

I had to roll my eyes and chuckled, "fuck off Jonah, i'll see you later. Don't leave a mess like last time."

"Gotcha," he said and followed his friends. Not soon after you could silently hear the blasting music and laughing of them. Well, that fucking ruined the vibe. I sighed and sat back next to y/n, "sorry about that..."

She just laughed and grabbed the third joint from the coffee table, "no worries," she looked over at me while lighting it. Her eyes reflected the small flame from the lighter and she made herself more comfortable on the sofa, making her tight shirt rise up a bit.

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She was a temptation. And I wasn't done with her yet.

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I wrote this instead of doing my english essay 😜🤪also I did not look this chapter over either soooo enjoy the shit writing AND

Should I make a male version of this?