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@sageowenwrites.bsky.socialSep 11, 2026, 2:52 PM

There are many things I love about my complete demon Matthew, but his bougie floral weed blends are very high on the list. He doesn’t usually share them because it feels too personal, vulnerable, but he’s so dazzled by Cory that he doesn’t think about it.

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Excerpt from SmokeWIP, a sage Owen romance novel wip. Text as follows:

He'd had this dream before, but it usually took a lot more work to get the pieces right. Dark lighting, more drugs, chaotic music. The stand of trees a couple yards off the back of the farmhouse was dark, but not so dark he couldn't see his vision when he approached, following the lit cherry and distinctive musk of weed. "You mind sharin' that?"
No, the voice wasn't Billy's, but it was rough and a little more lilting, lazier, had a bit of smug, arrogant edge that was deeply appealing. He passed the joint without question, staring openly at this apparition to savor it until whatever chemical interaction in his brain had created it dissolved. Perfect lips sucked; a few days' unshaven stubble glinted in the residual light. A fantasy of pushing hands into that shaggy hair, pinning him to a tree trunk, sucking the smoke from his mouth just to taste something that had been so deep inside him.
He exhaled a slow, controlled stream, rolling the joint between deft
fingers and studying it. "This is good. Floral?"
"Rose and jasmine." He was in uncharted territory here, never rolled
specialty joints to share.
He watched the perfect mouth take another drag.
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