Getting her fix (closed)

"They just looked through your bags, right? Did they actually take out any of your items and inspect them?" he asked her, looking around and whispering now. "They sure didn't do an intensive search on my stuff. I jury rigged all kinds of common things, and not just cigarette packs, to hide my stashes in." He wasn't about to tell her exactly what things were converted smuggling kits.

"So... do you generally go for the uppers or the downers?"
 
She shrugged. “They did it while I someone else showed me around this place, so I don’t know how intense the search was.” She wished she would have thought about doing something like that, she just loaded herself up the days before she had to come here.

“I don’t really have a preference, I just take whatever I can get” She admitted pulling her hair back into a messy ponytail.
 
Tommy nodded, understanding. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back into the sofa, still in a pretty good haze from the weed they'd smoked. Though he didn't expect it to last too much longer. He turned his head and opened his eyes, looking at her.

"What would you do for me if I got you high?" he asked her, point blank.
 
Kate rested her face on her knees, looking at Tommy. She was curious just how much he'd smuggled in, and what. She could already feel her pot induced haze slowly starting to wear off.

She sat up as he asked her what she'd do for him if he got her high. She knew she'd be desperate, suffering through the next weeks if she had to go without anything.

"I'd do anything" She answered, looking at him. She meant it literally, and she could tell he knew.
 
And he believed her, too. He suddenly realized what kind of power he had over her; it was both terrifying and rather exhilerating. He was going to have to decide how best to wield that power. He'd never been in this kind of position before. Tommy knew he would have to keep a careful inventory of his stock if he was going to be able to keep getting the both of them fucked up.

He also realized he was going to have to be very careful to make sure they weren't so fucked up that people noticed. That all had to be kept very much on the down low. At least, during social hours.

"You know, they don't lock our room doors at night or anything. You can lock yours from the inside, and they can unlock it from the outside, but they can't lock us inside. It's because we don't have private bathrooms. It's not like we're going to escape or anything, there's no way out of the common areas. Trust me, I've checked out every square inch of this place and we are definitely on lock-down. There's someone in the nurse's station a bit down the hall after lights-out, in case of emergency, but as long as the lights are out, they assume we're sleeping," Tommy said.

"Last night the guy in the room next to me, Michael, over there, with the A's ballcap, definitely got laid. I think it was that Asian chick who's name I still can't remember."
 
Kate looked at him as he spoke to her, telling her more about the place. She figured if he was telling her all of this, she'd get a fix somehow, once and a while at least. She knew from what she'd seen so far that while they couldn't really go anywhere, there wasn't a whole lot of supervision. She hadn't really seen anyone since her meeting with her doctor ended and they'd gone for their smoke after dinner.

"Sounds like Michael's got it figured out" She smiled, leaning against the couch. "I think I can promise that if you hook me up with something, that Michael won't be the only one getting laid" She whispered, after waiting for a few people to walk past them. "Is that what you're thinking?" she asked, realizing he wouldn't want to just give his stash away.
 
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He smiled a dirty grin, his lust showing through for just a moment. "I think you might be on to something there," he said.

A nurse came through the doors, carrying a tray. "Fifteen minutes till lights out," she announced. "Line up against the wall if you have medicine." Tommy hadn't been given any medication, and didn't have any pre-existing conditions, so he sat right where he was.

"Wait fifteen minutes after lights out, and then come to my room." He nodded in the direction of his cell. "Thirty-three." His hand crawled across the sofa and came to rest on her thigh. "Just how much fun you lookin to have tonight?"
 
Kate looked at him as he grinned, smiling a little bit at his answer. She looked over at him and bit the inner flesh of her lower lip. It wasn't like she'd never done this before, and it'd be fun to have someone to mess around with while she was here, while getting high from it.


Her attention shifted to the nurse walk in carrying a tray of dixie cups with medication inside, telling those with medicine to line up against the wall. She stayed where she was, not having anything prescribed to her here, or anything pre-existing. She watched as a good majority of the kids lined up against the far wall and took their little cups to the bubbler, taking their meds before tossing the empty, waxy paper cup into the trash.

Kate looked back to Tommy as he started talking to her, telling her to wait fifteen minute before coming into his cell. He told her he was in thirty-three, just one room separating her from him. Her eyes moved to his hand as he slowly moved it from the sofa to her thigh as he asked her how much fun she wanted to have.

She smiled a little, thinking about an answer as the nurse announced fifteen minutes until lights out before leaving with her empty tray. "I'm willing to have as much fun as you want" She whispered as the nurse walked past.
 
"Good," Tommy replied, "because I was fixin on gettin pretty fucked up here in just a little bit," he said with a wink. His fingers dug into her thigh a bit. He couldn't believe his luck... well, maybe he could. What better place for two junkies to meet than in rehab? Poor thing might have had a chance at actually getting rehabilitated, too, but not anymore. At least, not until they did all his drugs, anyway.

He winked at her once more as it was soon time for lights-out, and they got up and went into their cells. Tommy closed and locked his door and immediately dug out his stash from its hiding place.

There was one bag that was a variety of different pills; Tommy knew each one by size, shape, name and effect. There was another bag that had a few different baggies of white powders, one of which had a black X across it.

Oh, what the hell, he thought, this should be interesting. He opened the baggie with the X on it; it was pure MDMA, also known as Molly, the active ingredient in ecstasy. He let out a decent sized pile on a little hand held mirror. He tied that bag up again and then opened one of the others. This was coke, fairly good quality, and he poured some of that white powder on top of the molly. He took a razor to it and worked the powders together, cutting, cutting, cutting and then splitting out four lines, two fat ones for each of them.

There were also pills. He had been wanting to try it for a while, so he picked out two little blue pills, football-shaped: Viagra. And a couple amphetamine pills, just to make sure neither of them even thought about sleeping.

Finally, there was that knock on the door...
 
Kate smiled at Tommy’s words as he winked at her, and dug his fingers into her thigh before standing up and heading back to his cell. She followed him, walking past his and into hers. When she got to her room she looked at the alarm clock provided for her. It was 11:55 so she changed into a pair of black lace panties she packed and a matching bra. She put on a pair of pajama pants and a sweatshirt, just in case she was questioned about why she was out of her room, it would look like she was on her way to the bathroom.

She unpacked some of what she’d brought, putting her clothes in the dresser, her two cartons of cigarettes going in the drawer of her desk. She opened a carton and walked to her window, opening the glass, lighting it and holding it against the enforced screen as she smoked it. She wanted something more than nicotine and knew she’d be getting it soon. She put her cigarette out on the metal window ledge, and looked at the clock.

Kate waited a while longer, until 12:15 before quietly walking out of her cell and closing the door behind her. She walked to Tommy’s room and knocked on the door, standing in the hallway smiling at him as he opened the door. “I’m ready to have a little fun” she whispered as he moved to let her into his cell.
 
"Just a little?" he asked her, shutting the door and locking it behind her. He had his hand on her back, guiding her toward his bed, where the mirror with the lines was sitting. He knew she'd already seen it.

"Molly and coke," he said, answering her unspoken question. "The pills are speed and Viagra. You know Viagra works on girls, too." He picked up the mirror and sat down on the bed, patting the bed next to him, beckoning her to sit down. He produced a small tube, just a few inches long, perfect for blowing shit up one's nose. He handed it to her. "Ladies first," he said, smiling a dirty, horny smile. His cock was already hardening in his jeans, just at the idea of what her presence in his room meant...
 
"Or a lot" She said as she walked in, Kate's eyes immediately looking to his bed and seeing a mirror with four lines on it. She turned to him as he locked the door, about to ask, but his answer came before she opened her mouth.

She walked to his bed and sat down when he patted the bed as he told her about the viagra working on girls. "I never knew that" She said as he handed her a small tube. She smiled, looking up at him as she lowered her face towards the mirror, and without any more words, snorted on of the lines up her nose. She sat back up and handed him the little tube. She sniffed a little and wiped at her nose as she watched him.
 
He smiled, watching her blow her line. He took the tube from her and snorted his own line. He took it in one fell swoop, like she did. His face contorted in pain; the molly burned going down, and tasted awful as it started dripping down his throat. Fortunately, that didn't last too long, as the coke served to numb his head up pretty quickly. He handed the little tube back to her, his hand falling onto her thigh again, rubbing... It would take a little bit, probably twenty or thirty minutes, before the MDMA kicked in, but he could already feel the coke-rush rolling through him.
 
Kate smiled as he handed her the tube again, his hand moving back to her thigh, rubbing a little as she moved towards the mirror again. She took her second line, closing her tightly eyes as she moved back up, wiping at her nose. She could feel the coke pulse through her body, and smiled as she watched Tommy take his second line.

"It's been way to long since I did that" She said leaning her head back against the wall behind his bed.
 
Tommy leaned back, sitting next to her. Closed his eyes, let his high rush over him. His heart racing. His breath quickening. He took a deep breath, held it in, thought for an instant that his heart was going to explode, because he could hear it pounding in his ears, but then let out the breath and opened his eyes.

"Fuck, I need a cigarette," he said, getting off the bed and going over to the small window. He lit a cigarette for himself and one for her. He leaned against the wall, looking at the hot little junkie in front of him. "Feelin good?" he asked her.
 
kate felt Tommy lean back against the wall as his shoulder brushed against hers. She kept her eyes closed for a minute wiping at her nose as he walked to the window and lit two cigarettes. Her heart was pounding loud enough she was sure he'd be able to hear it, her skin clammy.

She slowly stood up and walked to where he was standing by the window, taking one of the cigarettes. She smiled at his question. "Really good" She answered taking a long drag on her cigarette.
 
He smiled, taking another drag and blowing the smoke out the window. He looked her up and down hungrily, although her baggy clothes concealed quite a bit of her figure. He reached over to her, taking her sweatshirt in his hand and pulling her close to him. His hand went under her baggy sweater, his fingers finding her flesh, her skinny little waistline... then his he got bold, deciding in that moment he was going to take from her whatever the fuck he wanted, and he reached up and took one of her full breasts in his hand, squeezing the flesh there through her lacy bra.

"Mmm, girl, show me what you got on under there," he demanded.
 
Kate looked out the window as she blew the smoke out the window, inhaling sharply as Tommy's hand slipped around her and pulled her closer to him. She looked up at him, taking another drag as his hand moved under her baggy shirt. She raised an eyebrow as his hand cupped one of her breasts, squeezing it and smiling at her. She smiled at his demand and took another drag of her cigarette before handing it to him and pulling off her sweatshirt. She tossed it on his empty desk and looked up at him, her skin stretched over her bones, making her look almost fragile.

She took her cigarette back as she pulled down her baggy sweatpants, showing her black, lace, low rise boy shorts. Despite how skinny she was, she still had a decent ass and breasts. She took a drag on her cigarette, shivering a little from the breeze of the open window.
 
He looked her up and down hungrily as she shed her clothes for him. His eyes ate up every inch of her, the black lace a sharp contrast to her pale skin. He saw her shiver, goosebumps running over her skin. He noticed that he could see most of her ribs, but she still had a little fat where it mattered, and he was looking forward to running his hands all over her.

Tommy took one last drag on his cigarette before stamping it out next to the window. He groped her again, clumsily. How long had it been since he'd last had his hands on a woman? A few months, at least... His heart was racing. He sniffed, getting another little hit that had gotten lodged in his nose.

"What do you say we warm you up with another fat line?" he asked her. "And how about you suck my dick while I cut it out?"
 
Kate put out her cigarette on the metal window ledge just as she had done in her room. She smiled when she felt Tommy's hands move around her body, moving to her breasts and ass. She arched her back a bit, her chest pressing lightly against his torso as he suggested a way to warm her up.

"I think that's a pretty good idea" She told him smiling as he took her hand, leading her back to his bed. She waited as he got out a bag of his stash before kneeling between his legs, unzipping his jeans. She looked up at him as she freed his cock from his boxers and smiled.

She slowly circled her tongue around the head of his shaft before taking his between her lips, and sucking softly as she watched him.
 
Tommy's eyes rolled back in his head for just a moment when her lips first came into contact with his stiff cock. "Oh, that's fuckin good, babe, that's fuckin right, suck me good for another hit, won't you..."

He managed to get the baggie open and spilled out a little pile of white powder and chunks onto the mirror. With a razorblade he cut it all up, breaking down the chunks into powder and spreading out four more lines, fat heavy lines. He set the mirror aside when his work was done, and groaned again as Kate continued working his cock. He put his hands on her head, digging his fingers into her hair, getting a good grip on her skull. "Yeah, that's a good girl, yeah fuck my dick with your mouth, I know you wanted to fuck me from the moment you walked in here, didn't you... you know fucking is the best high in the world, don't you, and you wanted to fuck your way through rehab, right little girl?"
 
Kate took more of Tommy’s cock into her mouth as he encouraged her on. She looked up at him as he spread out four more lines, setting it aside as his hands moved to the back of her head.

She moaned softly against his cock, sending vibrations through his body as he wrapped her hair around his fingers, gripping her skull. She looked up at him, nodding slightly in response to his questions as she moved her mouth up and down his shaft, feeling him start to throb a bit as she moved her lips further down his shaft, his cock pressing against her throat.
 
Tommy groaned as spasms of pleasure rushed through his body. She really knew how to work him right! He knew if he let her keep going, he was going to blow his load down her throat, but he wasn't quite ready for that just yet. He needed his dick good and hard for something. He pulled her head back off his cock, looked her in the eyes and said: "stroke me... with your hands." Her hands came up immediately and he reached over and grabbed the mirror.

He leaned back on the bed. He pushed her hands off his cock, which now lay, throbbing and hard, against his belly. He carefully used the razorblade and a playing card to load up a line and then carried it over to his dick, using the blade to scrape the powder off the card and onto his hard cock.

He offered her the little tube.
 
Kate continued sucking Tommy's cock as he groaned in pleasure, looking into his eyes as he pulled his cock from her lips. She nodded, using her hands to stroke his cock when he told her to. Her hands moved up and down slowly, drying him as she continued, and watched what he was doing.

She looked as he took the mirror and pushed her hands off of him, using a playing card and the razor blade to get the line onto the card, and then on the length of his hard cock. She smiled up at him as he handed her the tube. "I've never taken a line off of of a cock" She told him before snorting the line, leaning back on her knees and closing her eyes as she sniffed and wiped at her nose.
 
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