Things seem to get a little… Hazey

“So how has your day been?” Silver asks, giving another charming smile.

“I-I guess it’s been fine, not like you should care!.” Giro pouts adorably, looking up 2 inches at the hulk of muscles in front of him.

“Well that’s good, that’s good.” Silver sighs laying back on the bed looking over at Silver “I can make this day the best you will ever have”.

“And what do you mean by that?” Giro looks down at Silver confused, just as he does so the door opens and a cardboard box that was poorly kept being hovered by green magic. The box was set down on the night stand and opened showing the criminal contents held within the box: A single bong, a silver lighter that looks well used, and many packets of some black substance that Giro couldn’t identify. “What is that?” Giro questions.

Silver smirked, standing up in front of Giro quickly using one eye to look over the beautiful mare he brought into the dorm and the other focusing on his stash of poison joke. “Well this my dearie, is how I am going to make your night the best ever” Silver walks over taking out the bong and lighter before picking up one of the packets and filling the bong with the contents. Silver smiles “here let me teach you how this works.” Silver holds the bong out towards Giro who slowly sinks off of the bed sitting down next to him.

“Alright all you have to is take deep breaths.” Silver uses his magic to heat up the bong. This creates some smoke. Giro takes deep breathes closing his eyes and slowly his high posture starts to crumble as he relaxes. He lays back “wow so pretty colors, and this carpet! It’s so damn soft.” Giro giggles rubbing one hoof on the carpet to feel the softness of the dirty stained carpet.

“Yeah that’s the spirit Giro!” Silver smiles at Giro’s antics before pressing the bong against his own muzzle and taking deep breaths slowly losing himself to the effects of the poison joke. Now that Silver was more relaxed his plan was able to be accomplished. “Damn it’s so hot in here” Silver states in a almost demanding tone before taking off his shoes and socks and walking over to Giro “here let me help you with that.” Silver smirks slowly walking behind Giro and helping her out of her shirt.

“I-It’s not like I wanted your help with that or anything.” Giro looks away from Silver as he starts to pout, but takes another deep breath and calming down. He remained turned around to hide himself from the rambunctious individual that he had.

“Aw come on sweetie, you are beautiful” Silver groans pulling on the back of Giro’s long mane. This forced Giro to turn around right into the lips of Silver. Silver smirks against her lips pressing her back down using his magic to strip her of all of her clothes, almost violently as Silver pushes Giro onto her back.

Their lips break apart each one of them using their tongues to wrap around each others, their lips no longer meeting, as each of them wrapping their tongues around each other in a poor french kiss. Silver wrapping his tongue around her own like a snake coiling around its’ prey. Their loving embrace.

Both of them have stopped caring about the world around them, their eyes only on each other, The whole world is a foggy as they foolishly make out and giggle, staring into each other eyes Giving Silver a great idea for what to do next.

Author's Note

Author’s Note: Hello Everyone. Second author Winter here. I will say I have never been curious about weed before and I was pressured into writing that by the last chapter’s author. So I likely did it horribly butchered that. Thank you for reading!