[Oh, he takes more than that starting puff to keep the flame ignited, he drinks deep that smoke so he might be sated and freed of this desire. He cannot deny the crest of satisfaction that breaks over him, cascading through his mind and body like supping life giving water after traversing a horrid desert.
For a moment, he almost forgets Cid's own need, so wrapped up in the indulgent feeling of this. In fact, when he realizes that he's left Cid waiting with only a small taste of smoke to tie him over—he chuckles.
Then, he slowly blows the smoke out over Cid, sensual and measured, his mind much calmer than it was moments ago as he holds the cigar between his fingers.]
I will not get used to this, I will correct it ere long. Yet, for now, for this day... I will suffer it.
[Oh, now that's really nice. He tightens nice and firm on Barnabas at the very sight, the anticipation of it all. It had been a month since a cigar tasted like a cigar. Since then each he smoked had been as unsatisfying as the last. Yes, the nicotine always hit his blood, his mouth filled with smoke, but the experience was just wrong. And more stamps only added more flavors, rather than correct the issue.]
[He just drinks in the way he holds the cigar, elegant looking even in his state. Really, the behemoth bit only made this more surreal, more dreamlike. And with all the dreams he had been spending time in, he can't help but feel like this is just another one. ]
Well. [He reaches up to move a bit of hair from his face so that the lit end of the cigar doesn't get too close. ] Til then, maybe you could put the next one right into my mouth for me?
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For a moment, he almost forgets Cid's own need, so wrapped up in the indulgent feeling of this. In fact, when he realizes that he's left Cid waiting with only a small taste of smoke to tie him over—he chuckles.
Then, he slowly blows the smoke out over Cid, sensual and measured, his mind much calmer than it was moments ago as he holds the cigar between his fingers.]
I will not get used to this, I will correct it ere long. Yet, for now, for this day... I will suffer it.
[For you, is what's left unsaid.]
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[He just drinks in the way he holds the cigar, elegant looking even in his state. Really, the behemoth bit only made this more surreal, more dreamlike. And with all the dreams he had been spending time in, he can't help but feel like this is just another one. ]
Well. [He reaches up to move a bit of hair from his face so that the lit end of the cigar doesn't get too close. ] Til then, maybe you could put the next one right into my mouth for me?
[And he waits with parted lips.]