Moonlightaholics

A/N: This vignette came out of a chat with Fleur and GA and a request by Fleur. While I realize smoking is a very bad habit (I quit three years ago), I'll admit watching a guy light up is still sexy to me. So Fleur and GA - this one's for you two...a small token of my appreciation for making me feel better and making me laugh until I couldn't catch my breath.

So - here's my attempt at trying to make smoking sexy.

Usual disclaimers apply.


HAZE



She watched Mick in the mirror as she sat at her vanity and brushed out her thick black hair. A smile tugged at the corner of her full lips as he reached behind him to plump up a pillow before stuffing it behind his back as he reclined against the padded headboard, chest still heaving and slicked with sweat. He pulled the corner of the sheet over his naked hips and leaned over to grab his cigarettes.

She hated the disgusting habit; the smoke overwhelmed her vampire sense of smell, but she had learned to endure much worse to achieve her goals. She shook her head slightly as she caught his hazel-eyed gaze and the pack he held out to her, then turned to watch him light up. She might hate the smell, but the ritual never failed to make her wet for him.

Mick fished a cigarette out of the crumpled pack of Camels and tapped the stick against the back of his hand. His gaze caught and held Coraline's as he touched the tip of his tongue to the back of the unfiltered butt to settle the tobacco. She shuddered at the memory of that tongue caressing her sensitive flesh and a sly smile crept over Mick's face.

He slid the cigarette into his mouth, his lips curling around the slim white stick and holding it firmly as he flipped open his lighter with his thumb. Flint rasped as he flicked the Zippo once, then twice. For a second, then two, his face was lit by the harsh flame. He held the small fire to the end of the cigarette and drew in deeply, pulling the smoke into his lungs.

Mick closed his eyes as he blew out a cloud of acrid smoke, sheer bliss in every line of his hard body. He wore the same expression as he did when he came, the pleasure of smoking nearly equal to the pleasure of burying himself in Coraline's body. He drew in again, enjoying the burn of the smoke as it blazed a trail down his throat and sneaked its insidious way through his lungs.

She watched as he smoked, holding the cigarette in his strong fingers, his hand bringing it to his lips as he inhaled again and again. Silver tendrils drifted around his head as he blew a lazy smoke ring and leveled his crooked half-smile at her. His eyes never leaving hers, he crushed out the old addiction and held out his hand to his new one.

"Come here..."

Powerful piece, PNW. And the reference to addictions is spot on. Great work.

D@mn. I quit more than 3 years ago... but still d@mn. I am confused. Do I want Mick or a cigarette?

And you're good, honey... This is soooooo right for the period in which Mick found Cora. And that last line... just d@mn!

And I bet that smoking thing did bother vamp senses. Tho now that I think about it, if ya can't get lung cancer, I'm surprised the vamps didn't smoke like chimneys, cause it is lovely... except for that dying part...

I know it's the wrong decade, but am I the only one hearing Henrdrix in their head now? The song works great for either addiction.

o my....off hand I'd say your attempt succeeded...the hands, the lips, the tongue, the eyes all become something more erotic when a cigarette is involved

eris wrote:I know it's the wrong decade, but am I the only one hearing Henrdrix in their head now? The song works great for either addiction.

Eris, I think you're on to something.

Purple Haze: Purple haze all around, Dont know if Im comin up or down, Am I happy or in misery? What ever it is, that girl put a spell on me. Help me. Help me

Tell me that doesn't say it all?


Pgal, this is a vision I will carry with me forever more - Mick all moist from sex, with the corner of the sheet across his lap and smoking that damn cigarette. I'm picturing those gorgeous lips working as his hazel eyes find and beckon to his love. Oh. My. Lord. It doesn't get much sexier than this.

GuardianAngel wrote:

eris wrote:I know it's the wrong decade, but am I the only one hearing Henrdrix in their head now? The song works great for either addiction.

Eris, I think you're on to something.

Purple Haze: Purple haze all around, Dont know if Im comin up or down, Am I happy or in misery? What ever it is, that girl put a spell on me. Help me. Help me

Tell me that doesn't say it all?


Pgal, this is a vision I will carry with me forever more - Mick all moist from sex, with the corner of the sheet across his lap and smoking that damn cigarette. I'm picturing those gorgeous lips working as his hazel eyes find and beckon to his love. Oh. My. Lord. It doesn't get much sexier than this.

I agree totally, woman. Totally. My husband's a lung doctor for Bob's sake, and this image is still sexy as hell.

I think it could only have been written by someone who once enjoyed a fag or two.

Thanks, woll - I'm glad you think I hit the mark.

LOL, Grace...if I didn't know it would kill me, I'd pick the smokes back up. And yeah, I figured Mick would smoke back then, especially after a good umm, workout.

Eris...I had an image of smoky bars and good booze in my head, but wanted something a bit more intimate. But...Hendrix definitely works.

Thanks, DSR - I happen to agree. There's just something erotic about lighting up - I miss the ritual more than anything else.

We're definitely on the same page here, GA - anything Mick does with his mouth is hot. :flirt:

Accck, SBJ - I knew your man was a doctor, but didn't realize he was a lung doctor. But...I'm glad you liked it!

Of course Mick smoked... it was the era and the fact that he had that Zippo style lighter in Out of the Past and Black Crystal (BC). What private eye didn't then?

I Hate Hate smoking, but have to admit that this is sooo in character! Great job, PNW!

ETA: The original ads for Moonlight had that smoky haze in them as well.

Wow. I have never smoked, and I'm pretty sure I've never thought it was sexy. Before tonight, that is. You've given new meaning to the phrase "Where there's smoke, there's fire."


(Also, it looked to me like Mick was smoking in Italy during the war, so this follows perfectly.)

Somehow...as many times as we got those tantalizing glimpses of Mick's tongue, somehow I can really see him with an unfiltered cigarette...

Very nice, very suggestive.

Lucky

Yeah. I hate smoke, my parents smoke and I can't stand the smell, or the thought that they are wasting their lungs, but this is a totally sexy image. It fits the time, it has that noir feeling. I could see Mick giving up smoking when he became a vampire, because the stench of cold cigarette smoke must be even worse on vampire senses. Or maybe it's hard to have this little flame so close to your inflammable skin.
Or maybe he gave it up for Coraline, exchanging one addiction for another. That's a brilliant way to put it.
Great little story. Mick's face is so sexy, and so are his hands. Watching him smoke brings all the little details to mind that we love about him.

Wow--you do the sexy smoking thing really well!!!! Love, love, love it!!!!!!


mitzie

PNW you did indeed make smoking sexy.

I agree, lynnrxgal - Mick would have smoked during that era...everyone did. And...thank you!

LOL - thanks, Lilly. I'm pretty darn sure Mick was smoking in that scene as well, so I don't think it's a stretch to imagine he smoked back then.

Thanks, Lucky - and thanks for the tiny correction

Thank you, francis - I never thought about the smell of stale smoke and I agree. Even when I smoked, I hated that smell. And - pretty much anything Mick does with his hands and his mouth is sexy to me, so I'm glad you liked this!

Thanks, mitzie - glad you think so!

LOL - thanks, coco.