the room smelt like smoke and rose perfume. you were leaning against the wall in your favorite oversized shirt, one that billie used to steal, the bottom of it brushing midway down your thigh. the red led strip behind billies bed gave her this surreal, a somewhat of an underworld glow. her eyes were locked onto yours, hooded and unreadable. like she was deciding whether to kiss you or bite you

"you still wear that dress i ruined?" you asked quietly, your voice low and teasing

that caused her to smirk, her head tilted just enough to show that small vein in her neck that you used to kiss like a secret

she stood up off the bed, taking a small step closer to you as her shoes lightly hit the hardwood floor "you mean the one you said that looked better on the floor?" she smirked some "yeah but it smells like smoke now"

she wanted to say more about the dress but instead she whispered in a quiet voice, looking up at you "kiss me.. with your eyes closed"

your chest immediately tightens. the last time she said that, your back was pressed against her window, half undressed, and her mouth trailing over your throat like she was learning you

"you always kiss me like youre saying goodbye" you mumbled as you watched her carefully

"maybe i am" she whispers, her fingers curling into the waistband of your jeans, the spot where your boxers peeked out just enough for her thumbs to rub slow, taunting circles

her voice dropped some before she spoke up again "or maybe i just like watching you flinch when i touch you like this"

you let out a very shaky exhale as you spoke up in a more of a accusation tone then a memory "you said you were a good girl.."

she grinned with all her teeth "well i lied"

she then pushes you back, just enough so that your shoulder hits the wall again, her breath brushing your cheek as she spoke in a low tone and bit down on her lips "kisses arent enough.. i wanna bite through you"