After Sex Cigarettes [c.h]

Chapter 1

You stepped into the crowed LA night club with your boyfriend, his friend, and his friends girlfriend. The music was keeping everyone alive in the not so lively neighborhood. Generally you didn't like the loud music, flashing lights and people drunkenly running into you, but since you started dating Chad you had been dragged to many clubs.

"Common baby! Go get us some drinks!" He shouted over the music. This wasn't what you came for but there was no arguing with Chad. He would just make a fool out of you in front of everyone like he had done before. So you pushed through the crowd all the way to the bar.

"Umm can I get 4 vodkas" you asked the bartender and handed him the money. The guy was taking forever to get your drinks. You waited nearly 5 minuets before Chad's friend Brent, yelled across the large room for you to hurry up.

Eventually Chad stormed over to you slamming is fist on the bar. "Caitlyn, what is taking so damn long that I haven't gotten my drink yet?" he asked in a sarcastic, demeaning tone.

"I - I don't know. Theres just a lot of people waiting." you stuttered putting your hands nervously in your black jean pockets.

Rolling his eyes at you, he called for the bartender, "Hey! Can we get our drinks now!" and with that the bartender gave you the four vodkas. The both of you made your way back to your friends and danced a little, but drank a lot.

After 3 drinks you were done. You didn't want to get too drunk, plus one of you had to drive everyone home. Chad was inching closer to you putting his hands anywhere he wanted which made you tense. You accidentally stepped on his foot with your heavy Dr. Marten shoes because of how nervous he made you feel..

"Little bitch! That fucking hurt." He yelled at you.

"Chad I'm sorry. I didn't mean to." you sheepishly replied.

"Well maybe if you didn't wear those ugly ass shoes all the time, this wouldn't happen. I mean damn, wear some heels for Gods sake."

"but" Your paused "you know I love these shoes, why are you so rude to me all the time." right after the words came out of your mouth you knew it was a mistake. You saw the anger in Chads eyes as he pushed you hard against the wall and leaned in close to your face. He had both of your wrists in his hands and was clinching them tight.

"Chad, please your hurting me" you said trying to get out of his grasp.

"You better step up your game and stop being a bitch if you want to stay with me" You felt his breath against you neck as he kissed you, sliding his hand down you waist.

"Stopp" You pushed him off of you knowing what he was trying to do. You weren't going to have sex with him at a club and especially not after you had just fought. "Im done with your bullshit".

"What did you just fucking say" he asked but there was no reply from you. "Answer me" he yelled swinging an open hand that connected with you face. Tears streamed down your cheeks as you felt the sting of his slap. Wiping them away you took a breath and headed for the door as fast as you could, looking back to see that Chad had not followed you, but started talking to another girl.

As the cold night air hit you face you let out a sigh of relief and reached into your pocket, pulling out a half empty pack of cigarettes. You took one out and felt around for the lighter you knew you had forgot. "Shit, shit, shit" you rushed wishing you hadn't left it at home.

"Need a lighter?" A tan, dark haired boy that was smoking beside you asked.

"Yeah, Thanks" You said, taking it and lighting the cigarette. You felt the smoke pile into your lungs as you breathed in. You knew it was bad but you didn't care. It felt good in the moment. It always did.

"Whats a pretty girl like you doing out here all alone at night?"

"Getting out of that hell hole." you said pointing a thumb to the club you just left.

"I love this song" you said with a smile, handing the guy his lighter back and changing the subject to lightening the mood.

"You've got good taste then." he said, also liking the Good Charlotte song. "Im Calum". He had several tattoos and a pop punk look about him.

"Im Caitlyn."

"Well, Caitlyn, you look like you've had a rough night."

"You're right about that." you said taking another puff "my now ex boyfriend is an abusive jerk and the the drinks in that club are shit. So, my night has been great." the sarcasm relevant.

Blowing smoke into the other direction and putting his cigarette out, Calum came closer to you and whispered in you ear, "I could make your night a whole lot better."

You shivered at his words but decided to go with it. Tilting your head you kissed his plump lips as his hands wrapped around your waist, bringing you in closer. Normally you would never do this type of thing but after the night you just had, you needed some fun. The both of you pulled away precisely at the same time and Calum took your hand. "Let's get out of here".

The two of you walked down the littered sidewalk to a black suv. Apparently Calum had called an Uber, so the two of you climbed in the back seat together. Things started to heat up quickly. Calum moved your hair to kiss you neck making a slight gasp escape from your mouth. Tilting his chin up to your lips you put one leg on each side of his lap. The woman who was driving you two was very unamused at what you were doing. She had a disgusted look on her face when you both got out of the car. The drive wasn't too long but you could clearly see the difference between where the club was and where you two were headed. Once you saw what seemed to Calum's house, your eyes widened. It was such a nice place, which made you in more nervous. You weren't very experienced and that made you timid, but you weren't backing out now.

Calum unlocked the door and led you passed 3 boys, and up stairs to a bedroom. "Who are those guys?" you asked.

"Just my friends. They live here, but they won't bother us"

"Wont they hear us?" You asked nervously

"You plan on screaming my name that loud?" Calum grinned devilishly and shut the door behind you.

He then kissed you aggressively against the wall. Sliding your hands under his shirt and throwing it to the floor, revealed a few more tattoos. You kissed all the way up his happy trail while he gripped your hair. Calum laid you down on the bed and stripped you of most of you clothing leaving you in just your bra and panties which were soon to be off as well. He made marks on your neck as you fumbled with his belt, leaving him in only his boxers. Your legs wrapped around his waist and your tongue danced with his. He was pulling at your hair and your fingers were locked in his. Your back arched as he flipped you over and moved is finger tips gently down your thighs.

The little space between both of your bare hips was filled and Calum didn't hold back. He clinched at the bed sheet as beads of blood arose off the fresh scratches you had made on his back. Moans escaped each of your lips without control every so often. There was a pattern to his movements in which speed increased quickly. And with that you both let out one last sigh as Calum fell beside you.

You both were silent, trying to slow your breathing as your naked bodies lay against each others. Eventually you sat up and slipped your clothes back on as he did the same. There was a balcony branching off from the room you were in so you decided to go for a smoke. Pulling out a pack of cigarettes and Calum taking one as well, you asked the same question that started this whole thing, "Can I use that lighter again?"

Calum lit his own then yours and the two of you stepped out onto the balcony into the dark city-lit night for some after sex cigarettes.