Fenix always had a cigarette to light. Even when he was at his lowest, the smoke had the ritualistic effect of making him numb just for a while. She was gone in one of these clouds of smoke after he fucked her senseless right in this old and rusty trailer. "You are my Midnight Mist" she said with a half smile, reading the name of the tobacco. She could say the stupidest thing and it could make him grip her wrists and kiss...