Into the Smoke

Malek reached for the pack of cigarettes on the nightstand, his fingers trembling with agitation. Ashlyn's eyes widened in alarm as he pulled out a cigarette and lit it, the flame casting a golden glow on his face. He took a long drag, exhaling a plume of smoke directly into Ashlyn's face. Ashlyn coughed, covering her mouth with her hand. "Malek, stop," she pleaded, her voice muffled by her hand. Malek's eyes locked onto hers, a spark of provocation igniting within them. He took another drag, blowing out a stream of smoke that curled around Ashlyn's face. Ashlyn's eyes watered, and she tried to move away, but Malek's arm wrapped around her, holding her in place. "You don't like this, do you?" he taunted, his voice low and husky. "You don't like being around me when I'm like this." Ashlyn's face twisted in distaste. "Malek, please," she begged, her voice strained. "Stop smoking. You're going to make yourself sick." Malek's eyes flashed with anger, and he took another drag, the smoke curling around Ashlyn's face like a shroud. Ashlyn's eyes flashed with anger, and she struggled against Malek's hold, but he only tightened his grip. "Let me go," she demanded, her voice rising. Malek's eyes seemed to gleam with excitement, and he leaned in, his face inches from Ashlyn's. "You want me to stop?" he whispered, his voice a seductive whisper. "You want me to calm down?" Ashlyn's face was inches from Malek's, and she could feel the heat emanating from his body. She knew that she had to tread carefully, or risk unleashing a storm of emotions that she wasn't sure she could handle. "Malek, please," she whispered, her voice barely audible. Malek's eyes seemed to bore into hers, searching for something. Ashlyn wasn't sure what he was looking for, but she knew that she had to give it to him, or risk losing him forever. She took a deep breath, and spoke, her voice low and husky. "Make it stop," she whispered, her eyes locked onto Malek's. "Make the pain stop." Malek's eyes seemed to flash with excitement, and he crushed the cigarette in the ashtray, his movements sudden and violent. Ashlyn felt a shiver run down her spine as Malek's eyes locked onto hers, his gaze burning with intensity. She knew that she had just unleashed a storm, and she wasn't sure if she was ready for what was to come.