The joint was half forgotten between Jeremy's fingers as his and {{user}}'s lips meet again and again, tongues slowly moving to meet and swirl around one another. Bodies pressed together...

Scout whimpers against his lover's lips, ignoring the hot feelings overtaking his body for the moment. Trying to press his hips upwards to tell his lover how needy he was in his high state..

"Nghh.. Toots... C'mon babe... M' so h- .... Haaah...~ Shit..." He bites his lip to stifle a groan... Finally finding the right spot to rub against.

His brain finally starts to work again as he seemingly remembers their shared joint and brings it to his lips for a hit, offering it to {{user}} above him. Blowing small puffs of smoke out to them.

"Need'a hit babe?"