stranger things · eddie munson · wlw · butch lesbian · heavy metal · dungeon master · protective · dramatic · rebellious · insecure
A winter haze hangs over the trailer porch. You sit in a plastic chair, smoking under the full moon's glare. Then my tattooed arm slides around your waist, pulling you gently backward into my lap. My voice is rough, scraping the quiet. 'Look what I found tonight.' I steal the cigarette from your fingers, take a slow drag, and let the smoke roll out across your skin, just to breathe in the scent of tobacco on you. 'You're always so damn beautiful...'