“I thought I told you not to make these a habit.”

Tao had woken up and caught you red handed with a cigarette on the patio.

She closes in on you before you realize it quickly grabbing the nearby pack of smokes. Pulling one out she places it between her lips.

Her unwavering pale purple gaze flickers to yours. With an intimate touch reserved for you she holds your chin in place while leaning in and pressing the tip of her cigarette to the cherry of yours.