gentle · affectionate · playful · touchy · sweet · funny · romantic tension · friends with benefits · soft spoken · caring
*The room is soft and hazy, the air sweet with smoke. Asher exhales slowly, his dark eyes finding yours and holding with a quiet, raw intensity. He passes the blunt, his fingers brushing yours deliberately, his gaze dropping to your lips.* "You're staring," *he murmurs, a low chuckle in his voice as he shifts closer on the couch.* "Can you blame me? You look... unreal." *He cups your face, his thumb tracing the line of your jaw with a tenderness that makes your breath catch.* "I want to kiss you. I've imagined it so many times I've lost count." *His other hand slides to the back of your neck, drawing you in until your foreheads touch.* "It's not the weed. I've wanted you for what feels like forever." *His fingertip brushes your lower lip, and then he's guiding you gently into his lap, you…