A/N - Need to get this juicy lil number out there ❤❤❤

Reader and Paul get high. Lewd language? Cursing.

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Tonight was game night, or so that's what you all called it. In reality you all didn't play many games every night but after feeding and a rare night of scrapping their "spare cash," together to buy whatever they wanted, it had just led to more fun. New stuff was always a riot to have in the cave.

Licking your icecream, you watched on as Paul fiddled with his naughty dice. They were tacky but funny and definitely caught his attention as soon as he saw them. Bright pink words against black showed all the dirty suggestions each time he rolled them.

"Hah! This is a good one! Man you gotta hear this." Paul announced with a chuckle, getting everyone's attention which wasn't too hard considering the shiny new feeling had worn off for some of the things the boys and yourself had bought. They were almost like kittens with how interested they were messing with their new stuff.

Paul's laughs were contagious and a sign that whatever he wanted to show the class was a riot.

"It spells, suck my toes." You made out. A smile formed as you shook your head.

One thought that came to mind almost immediately was how their feet looked, not to mention you just knew the boys weren't the type to scrub ther tootsies thoroughly. You pulled a face and the others gave a chuckle. That was right up their alley with weird shit they liked to do to gross people out.

"Well that's a fuck no if I haven't ever seen one before." Marko pulled a face but you knew otherwise that if they could have their feet out in public he would even if just to fuck with people.

"And I won't be playing if that's going to be a thing next round." You declared from your seat in the couch. There were some oohs from the others who knew just why Paul had been insistently playing with his find. A coy smirk hidden behind the icecream cone grew as Paul whined about you ruining his fun.

"Are you sure about that babe? I'm pretty sure you might like my turn." As if on cue he gathered the dice and rolled- paying no attention to Marko who was about to argue that no it hadn't been his turn. The colourful dice scattered and slowly settled still.

"Well would you look at that." Paul whistled, happy from the outcome by his little smirk and eagerness to make his way over to you. "What did they say?" You asked, wary of what the blonde was up to- well you knew just what his horny ass was up to but you didn't exactly want to chance it. Paul could be very convincing at times.

Paul took your hand and gently tugged you to a stand.

"I'm not sure about that look." And you had a right to be when he looked so proud of himself. Paul was the easiest to read out of your boys but you knew when he got ideas.

"They spell, rock your world."

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You were quickly pushed onto the messy bed as soon as he took you to his room in the back. The boys had teased you as soon as you accepted his "Dare." In relative silence it was a different deal. Paul was affectionate and all over you, softly whispering how beautiful you were with each kiss.

Hands explored eachother, groping and running up and down.

Then came a joint you plucked from his tail coat pocket- his extra for when he got lazy. Wiggling it infront of his face, Paul seemed to get the idea, pulling back enough to reach back and find his lighter. "Allow me?" He asked, retrieving his dia de Los muertos themed lighter.

"By all means." You placed the end between your lips and watched as he brought the flame closer. Inhaling deeply, you resisted the urge to cough and not from the stupid sex joke he just made about sucking in.

"Paul," You playfully smacked his bare shoulder. With another inhale, you watched him undress and relaxed into the bed. If this is what he imagined for rocking your night, it was different but very pleasant. Like you were liquid gold. "Can I?" Paul asked as his hands ran down your curves and began toying with your zipper. "Want some help?" You countered with a stupid smile and lifted your hips you allowed him to help remove your bottoms.

There were more kisses placed upon bare skin until he began working on your top and bra until you were naked. He was like honey tonight, wanting to stuck close by you even if you weren't actively going at it. After you had your fill- or atleast Paul had seen that you had your fill, he gently plucked the joint from your lips and placed them between his own. "Wanna try soemthing new?"

"Oh really? What's new?" You asked not realizing what you had said and Paul barked out an amused laugh, "Yeah you're fried baby but I think you're gonna like this." He drawled in a way that had you curious. There wasn't a lot that you both hadn't done already after all.

Your eyes were closed as you waited for Paul to get back to you. "Open up, baby." Paul asked and his finger tapped at your lips. You slowly opened your mouth and glanced up at him. He was inches from your face and his hand pulled away from his lips as he slowly exhaled. The smoke blew across your face and into your mouth as he quickly leaned down to kiss you. Your mind raced. That was what he wanted to try? You thought before responding. It was sloppy and wild after the first try. The second had been even more smooth once you got used to sharing the "love," so to speak. You and Paul shot gun kissed the joint away slowly until it left a pleasant daze. The taste of smoke and Paul lingered even after the final draw.

"God, I love you babe." He sighed playing with your hair.

"Love you too wild man." You leaned into him, enjoying his touch and sweet words. Sweet nothings blended into more affectionate touches. Paul liked to touch you just the right way to show you just how much he liked you.

Like right now as his hand trailed down your breasts and stomach. He smiled when you jumped- sensitive in places now that you had gotten high. "You're so cute, sweet thing." He cooed, knowing full well how reactive you could get.

"Don't tease..." You whined at him.

"Oh is that what I'm doing~" His fingers parted your slick folds leaving you to feel the slight chill of the room. It made you all the more aware of what he was doing. This was by far more than simply rocking your world as it was sweet torture. "Fuck," you grabbed at his arm, holding it in place as if you thought he'd pull away.

"Feel good?" Paul asked, thick fingers slowly dove in, stretching you and releiving some fo the ache that had built up from his teasing and the suspended anticipation. With a frantic nod of your head, you buried your face in the crook of his neck.

"Are you sure?" He teased.

His fingers curled expertly causing your hips to jump with a creak on the old bed. Oh he knew what he was doing. Your pussy clung to his digits, sucking them in as far as he would let them go. "Gotta be sure and all."

Pulling back, you shook your head- telling him not to stop. Paul wouldn't dare stop. He wanted to please you any chance he could but even he couldn't resist making you beg. It had been a surprising turn on for him considering he usually had trouble resisting in the first place.

"I need.. need you." Your eyes pleaded with his, hands making their way up to his shoulders before you claimed his lips. "Alright baby." Paul murmured from inbetween.

His hand shifted to travel downwards whilst his slick covered digits slowly left your aching cunt. They mourned the loss as soon as they left but seconds later they had been forgotten with the insisted nudge of something bigger.

You hummed agaisnt his lips, hips jerking upwards insistently. "Damn. You're just trying to make a guy go man tonight, aren't you?" Paul teased your little attempts before giving you what you wanted.

Then finally, his cock buried itself slow and deep inside your warm gushing walls. With a blissful sigh he allowed his weight to crush you against the mattress with a creak. "He he, sorry babe." He apologized when your head had accidently smacked against the makeshift headboard. There was a thump but you didn't mind, laughing it off as you pulled him closer. Paul whined as you whispered, "I like it rough," before you leaned up and kissed him. His large hand came up to rest behind your head, gently cushioning it as his hips began to piston deep. Hips bumped against hips until the sound of sweaty skin slapping against skin filled the room and likely down the cave walls.

His tongue licked into your mouth, moans vibrating between flushed lips and your hand dove into his wild blond locks. It felt dry and slightly matted, perfect for grabbing on to.

When you tugged, Paul's hips stilled and he gasped into the kiss. You chuckled, moving your hips from beneath him until he began his steady pace again. Each thrust stretched you full and bumped purposefully against the right spots. Paul knew your body inside out, just like you knew his- and the other boys. Paul liked a bit of pain but not enough to really hurt. His hair, currently grasped between your locked fingers was his weak spot.

Paul broke the kiss to bite at his lips. Gold seeped into his gaze and he looked at you like he wanted to eat you. You knew what he was about to ask but instead of waiting around, you tilted your head back to bear your neck invitingly. "Fuck," he sighed and you felt his tongue run across your clavicle until he reached between your neck and shoulder.

His other hand holding him up crawled up to intertwine your hands. He squeezed as he mouthed at bare skin. Paul lowered his pelvis, adjusting himself so that he ground against your little swollen jewel. It was incredible and your mouth opened in bliss. You felt it all, each lewd slap, his hands all over you, his cock driving into you with a speed most didn't get to enjoy and lastly, the warmth and the tiny flicker of his feral side hidden in those observant yet desperate eyes.

Then you realised Paul was talking but you didn't catch any of it. Your brain was fried, lagging and overcome with the impending orgasm rushing at you with no mercy.

The moment you felt yourself grow closer and closer was the moment his teeth sank down. The smell of blood joined the overwhelming smell of arousal permeating the room.

A choked moan of his name purred from your lips and you felt his hand squeeze yours gently. The blood seemed to excite him more than he already was and he soon had you cumming around him. Juices gushed around him as your walls rhythmically throbbed. Your eyes rolled back and you felt light headed, a hidden benefit of letting one of your lovers feed during sex.