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ok so im writing right? right and i just need to know what yall think is better first person (me, I, we) or third person (she, he, they)
im on the last touches of my first fic im sooooo nervous to finish post iiiit
decode - cl16
context: charles leclerc x black!fem!oc, some smau (cause i love those doooown)
faceclaim: @balialdn on insta
cw: none
summary: after a five-month social media break, artist Ahvi finally comes back to social media. her comeback is in the midst of dating rumors swirling around her and two of her...friends.
Italic = flashback
feedback is appreciated, this is my first one so please be nice
ahvi
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ahvi: my french is getting better, might use it in this project…maybe? (be calm yall)
f1lover: CHARLES WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?! welcome back queen (im trying to be calm, i think i might actually explode from happiness)!!!
username74: oh look the whore is back
username54: awww we all hoped you would never come back
username12: no fr! when her contract ran out i thought that we were finally done with her
username276: YOU DIDNT SAY FOR A WHOLE YEAR MAAM
lewishamilton: new music, maybe?
ahvi: maybe… if you get me paddock passes
lewishamilton: ask your boyfriend...maybe
ahvi: blocked, reported and banned from listening to my music cause OMG?! i just got back too?! like please ntm on me
charles_leclerc: teaching you french has been quite the challenge, i would like some type of credit please
ahvi: if you podium i'll think about it
charles_leclerc: and if i get P1 i want a song written for me and to be in the music video
ahvi: *gasps in étonnement* thats asking for a lot, P1 twice this season and you've got yourself a deal
username67: you should have never come back nobody wants to hear your shitty music
stanningahvi: the fact that it’s been damn near two years without any new music… and a year since we've last seen you👁️👄👁️
lew_max.444: no cause if this is a trick…imma do something heinous
ahvi: is this a threat ? cause it’s kinda feeling like a threat
ahvi4f1: i mean…we can make it one if you want us to 🤷🏾♀️
zendaya: as your bestfriend i have to let you know, if you don’t drop this, i will do so for you (i will leak it)❤️
ahvi: sounds like less work for me tbh 🤷🏽♀️
zendaya: alright yall secret project dropping next month at 4 pm PST
ahvi: ouuu d*sney dupe 🤭
tomholland2013: please, don’t check your messages mate
zendaya: don’t listen to him. go check your messages babe. go ahead.
ahvi: #CANCELZENDAYA
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ahvi
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ahvi: why didn't y'all tell me Australia is so hot ?? oh wait.. thats just me sorry y'all
landonorris : FIRST !
ahvi: 15th actually
landonorris : ......... you think you're so funny huh
ahvisdrafts: i mean she is actually a full time stand up comedian, part time singer-songwriter.
ahvi: you get it
username2: so, you and whats his face broke up and now you're going between F1 drivers?
f1grids: wow, never expected an A lister to become a grid groupie
girly2pop: are you ready to write a song for that man?
ahvi: stooop. shhhhhh. if no one mentions it EVER AGAIN i won’t have to do it
normani: tea is she's actually written like six of em already
georgerussell63: why is it always me?!
username29: girl we've heard the rumors about you getting around miss paddock princess
username : never would i have expected ahvi to become as close as she is with the f1 grid…like i didn't even know she knew what f1 was
username9: shes sleeping her way through it lol
username: girl you need to back up off charles
username6: no for real...going to australia three weeks before race week? way to scream desperate
Over the last year Ahvi has become somewhat of a hermit, between rumors swirling of a potential relationship between her and Charles, and her break up with her ex-friend becoming known to the public. All of this buzz around her name has generated a lot of hate, whether it be from her ex-friend's fans, Charles fans or her own haters. For the last year Ahvi has just been the internet's punching bag, despite not being active on the internet.
In the year she took away from social media a lot happened, a lot changed. Before she started her break, she was just off a stadium world tour, about to drop her first proper album. She felt on top of the world, until one day, with only three months left in her tour. Just before her second day at Wembly Stadium, when she fainted during soundcheck and was sent to the hospital.
- a year ago -
Her heartbeats so loud she almost can't hear what the nurse in front of her is saying. The nurse smiles lightly "I know this is probably very shocking, so I will give you some time, but your options are a bit limited with how far along you are." Ahvi nods, trying to process the words that were said to her, "I just- I'm sorry, I know I've made you say it to me a hundred times over but just...one more time and can I see the results."
"Don't worry, this is a common response in this situation," the nurse says as she hands over the blood test results. Ahvi looks at the blood test results, there it is, in black and white, "your HCG levels are higher than normal," the nurse points to her HCG results. Aleyah's eyes follow the nurse's finger, "Your results put you at being 17 weeks pregnant." There's that word again, pregnant, the one part of this she can't wrap her head around. As the nurse was talking to her an ultrasound tech brought in an ultrasound machine.
Ahvi tries her best to truly listen and absorb what the nurses are telling her as she lifts her shirt up to start the ultrasound. When the ultrasound tech brings the wand to where the gel was put a fast heartbeat fills the room and tears swell in the young singers eyes.
The 22-year-old looks at the ultrasound screen, a small incredulous whisper tumbles from her lips, "what the fuck."
Hiii your blog is super pretty🤎
can I request bcs of eren with a black girlfriend please, it doesn’t even have to be super long if u don’t wanna write a lot lol
have a nice day or night 👩🏽❤️💋👩🏽
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Eren "I worship the ground my pretty girl walks on" Yeager. When I tell you this man is obsessed with you, I mean he is fucking obsessed with your pretty ass. He genuinely thinks you're the most perfect girl to exist and spoils you with whatever you want whether that be his attention or him paying to get your nails done etc., hence the nicknames; my pretty girl, my perfect girl, angel, and my spoiled princess.
Having Eren as your boyfriend means that he is your personal hype man. It doesn't matter the time or place he will hype you tf up. Whenever you get your nails done, hair done, lashes done it doesn't matter what you get done just expect Eren to be there hyping you tf up and throwing you compliments left and right. He's just so amazed at how beautiful you are it's really not his fault. And even when your hair and nails etc. aren't done he still hypes you up because you're most beautiful in your natural form and takes every moment to let you know just how gorgeous you are. So if you're ever feeling insecure expect Eren to be there to remind you just how flawless you are.
In addition to having Eren as your hype man he is also your personal photographer and damn does that boy know how to take good pics. Whenever you want to take new ig pics just ask him to take them for you, he'll be more than happy to.
He takes every god forbidden opportunity to brag about you to his friend and mom. You met his mom after you left, his mom told him that you're definitely the one for him he was so happy he almost cried.
Eren loves spoiling you, he's the type of guy to hand you a few racks and tell you have fun. You've tried telling him on several occasions that you can pay for yourself and hand him his money back but he insists he pays. Don't even bother trying to hand him his money back it's just gonna end up with him convincing you to take it.
He comes with you to get your hair done so that he can spend more time with you and also so he can be the first to compliment you.
His main love language is touch so expect him to always have his hands on you.
He loves watching you apply lip gloss on your plump juicy lips, there's something about the innocent act that just turns him on. He likes when you have lipgloss on when you two make out it just makes things a little more fun.
He clears his schedule out so he's free on Sunday's so that he can help you out with washday, he absolutely adores your natural hair he thinks your curls look so pretty on you. He'll learn how to braid your natural hair along with learring a few other simple styles. You caught him watching a YouTube tutorial about learning how to cornrow once.
He's always willing to oil your scalp and give you scalp massages, he does it so well that 98 percent of the time it ends with you sound asleep in his lap.
He is in love with seeing your skin glow during golden hour the first time he saw u during golden hour he could have sworn you were an angel.
He is extremely overprotective of you, he never wants you to get hurt or taken away from him.
He gossips with the aunts at the cookout, they be talking mad shit about everybody and they mama. 😭😭
This fucking fatass Eren brought like 8 plates back home with him after the cookout.😭✋🏽
Overall he's the perfect example of "nice to my girlfriend and an asshole to everyone else"
Chapter 4
Summary:This takes place right after the last chapter, and Lexi has a convo with louie about what happen, and after coming up with a plan (I think I’m gonna skip a few days in this chapter. sorry), they go to Karvel place to see he bought a brand new car, trying to get some help from Avi, knowing y’all gotta take him to desert and get rid of him.
Warnings:afab-reader, n-word usage, minor character death, cursing, kissing, lying lexi, talking about SA moment, r*pe word(only one)
Word count:3.8k mdni!(18+)
This takes place in episode 4
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You all made it to Jerome and Louie’s place, Frankie walks in first then lee and you, “So did you get your money back franklin?” Louie speaks, your eyes shift to Frankie, see his body language change to a hunch, taking a breath and then lifting up to look at them “No.But we know where karvel stay at, so we gon get him back and my money aye unc you think I can talk to you for a second.” Jerome nods his head standing up walking into the kitchen, Frankie follows him, you know what he is going to ask him, Jerome stays strappin’, “Aye I think I’m gonna head out actually.” Lee spoke “You sure you want to leave now lee.” “Yeah I’ll be good I’m just gonna go to my moms house.” “Okay I’ll see you later.” you do your handshake with lee, you both snap your fingers, you give Lee hug, pulling away, Lee walks towards louie to give her a hug, pulling away , Lee walks into the kitchen to say goodbye to Frankie and Jerome, Lee walks out of the kitchen to the front door leaving the house you turn towards louie walking to the couch taking a sit next to her “How you doin’ baby?” you put your head down reliving the screams and groans coming from Lenny and Karvel, you feel arms around you “You think you wanna sit out for what they are gonna do to Karvel.” you shook your head no “Louie I want to be with Frankie and if that’s means to be in the game with him then I will.” Louie takes her arms off you “Lexi what happen at Lenny’s.” you take a breath “We went to Lenny’s place and shit just got out of hand, and we were looking everywhere, Lenny wasn’t saying anything, so Karvel slice the cords around Lenny’s body and took him in the back room.” Louie nods her head knowing what happen after that, Frankie walks out of the kitchen with Jerome, you stood up walking towards Frankie “I think I need to get home Frankie.” he nods his head “I’ll walk you home baby.” you walk towards the guest room to grab your backpack, you put your clothes in your bag, Frankie stops you pulls you into a tight hug at your waist, you wrap his arms around his neck, not caring that Lenny’s blood was on his shirt “Baby I’m sorry was tryin’ to get lenny an out before you Karvel.” “I know you didn’t that shit was gon happen Frankie I don’t blame you.” “But before you leave let me change my shirt.” he changes into a red and white baseball t-shirt, seeing his chocolate skin with his back towards you, his back muscles at staring back at you, he slips on his shirt and turns around to look at you, taking your backpack to wear it for you “You ready baby.” “Yeah baby I am.”
You walk out the house with Frankie, hand holding “Baby I know you probably don’t want to talk about and I understand, but I ask Jerome for his gun.” you stop in your tracks looking at him, “Frankie you’re not gonna kill him, are you?” “If he doesn’t give me my money then I will.” thinking about what Louie said to you, knowing if I want to be in the game then I would have to get over the hardships that come with it, you have too. “Okay then I want to be there when you get Karvel.” Frankie eyes bulging out “Alexia you can’t be serious right now, you really want to be there when we get Karvel.” “Yes I do Franklin so stop pressurin’ me not to.” Frankie kept walking with you in hand, you reach around the corner of your house, your momma car in the driveway, fuck you look down at your knee, seeing that it was scraped, “Okay my momma is here I see her car, hey you think I can borrow a band-aid?’’ Frankie giggles “You can’t borrow a band-aid Lexi.” you roll your eyes “Whatever nigga.” you walk up to Frankie house, you walk in first into the living room, Frankie closes the front door, he walks over to you, pulling you into his room, you sit down on his bed “I’ll be back to get your borrow band-aid.” smiling at you, he pecks your lips frankie lifts up to walk to the bathroom, you look around frankie room, seeing poster favorite basketball players, and some black revisionists on his wall, you turn your head to see his dark green mini radio player, nostalgically filling your heart, you give that to Frankie as a birthday gift when you were kids you can’t belive he still has it, you lift up from frankie bed to grab the radio player, looking at the speaker, turning the knobs, and then a brick of coke falls on the floor.
Your mouth falls open, not beliving what your looking at, you put the radio player down, grabbing the brick to bringing it closer to you feeling the hard brick in your hands, you hear Frankie walking back into his room “Finally I found you one baby.” you see Frankie standing in front “Lexi what are you doing?” you drop the brick out of you hands “I’m sorry Frankie I didn’t mean to snoop.” you put your head down, your hands together, Frankie walks closer to you sitting on the bed next to you “It’s okay baby, you was gonna find out sooner or later you know.” you grab his hand interlocking with yours, you look up at frankie chocolate swirls, you touch his cheek, feeling his smooth skin “Your right baby and whatever happens I want to be with you, threw everything.” he kisses your left hand, feeling his full lips against yours, then kissing your ring finger “I can’t wait to put a rock on this finger baby.” you roll eyes “Okay Franklin.” “Aye I’m serious I can’t wait to see you walk down the aisle for me, you would look so beautiful in your weeding dress.” “And you would look so handsome in suit I could see you wearing a blue tie, and a flower going with our colors, mhmm lookin’ so scrumptious and fine.” Frankie kisses you, his soft lips touching you, frankie pushes you on the bed,”Mhm Frankie we can't, I have to get home.” “I didn’t even put your band-aid on.” he lifts up to grab the band-aid off the floor, he opens the package to grab the band-aid opening up, he places it against your knee, splitting the paper, sticking against your skin, Frankie kisses your knee “You feel better now baby.” you smile at him “Yeah I do baby.” frankie stands up and takes off your backpack off and hand it to you, taking it back and slipping it on “Aye can you let me know when you get Karvel, please.” he nods at you “I will, give it a few days.” you kiss Frankie once more “Thank you baby.” you walk to the door to the living room stopping at the front door “I’ll see you later Frankie.” “Yeah you will, but I gotta grab my bag from unc’s house.” Frankie hugs your body his arms wrapping your waist, kissing your lips “Mhmm okay now I really gotta go now.” “Just one more- mhm, one more- one more-“ you giggle against his lips “okay okay.” Frankie licks his lips “Aight I’ll see you later baby.” “Bye Frankie.”
You walk in your house, seeing your momma sitting on the couch watching good times again, your momma looks to see you, smiling “Ayee sweetie your home, how was shon-shon?” you take off your backpack setting it on the floor “It was good but I’m glad to be home, there some girls was startin’ some drama at the theater, I was tryin’ to stop them from fighting.” “Oh sweetie is that why you scrapped your knee.” “Yeah but I wanna go shower, I can take something out for dinnner for us, maybe I can help to.” your momma smiles at you “Thank you baby, can you take out the ground beef I think I’m gonna make spaghetti.” you walk to grab your backpack from the living room in to your room setting it on your bed, you walk into the kitchen to take a package of beef and putting in the fridge, you walk into your room to grab your towel off the door, walking into the bathroom, turning on the water to wash away of what happen this morning.
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Few days later
You get a call coming from your phone coming from your room “Hello.” “Aye baby it’s me Frankie, so we gonna Karvel today, come by Jerome’s.” you nod your head through the phone “Okay baby my momma is about to leave for work, and I’ll be there.” “Aight baby see you soon.” “Bye baby.” You hang up the phone to walk in your momma’s room, she’s getting ready for work “Hey good morning baby.” “Hey momma good morning, you about to leave for work?” “Yeah I shouldn’t be out to late but with Mr.Center, you never know how late I’ll be.” you can’t stand Mr. Center, he always gave you the creeps, always touching on your momma, never keeping has hands to himself “Okay momma well I hope you have a great day momma.” “Thank you baby I’ll see you soon.” and with that your momma walks out of the house into her car and driving off. You change in to some pants and Diana Ross t-shirt, you walk to your backpack to grab your necklace out, putting it on, you put your shoes on, and walk out the house, locking it behind you.
The cool south central air blowing against your chocolate skin, you walk a block over to see Jerome’s house walking up the porch, knocking on the door, Frankie opens the door “Come in baby.” you see Frankie wearing tan stripes shirt going across his chest with black pants, with some adidas, you walk in seeing Lee with a black two piece with a gray undershirt and some chucks Frankie closes the door Lee stands up to give you a hug you embrace it “How you doin’ Lexi.” “I’m doin’ good Lee and how are you?” “I’m ready to get the money back.” you nod your head, pulling away you turn around to see Frankie you walk up to him, putting your arms out feeling his arms around your waist pulling you tight, you kiss his cheek, you fell them pull them in to a smile, Frankie pulls away, you kiss you on the lips feeling them on yours, “Aye y’all gotta stop.” Lee sounding disguised, Frankie pulls away “You need to start searchin’ then nigga.” you smack Frankie chest “You will find someone Lee, you’re a good person.” Frankie steps back to walk to the table in the living room to grab the gun, he tucks it under his belt putting his shirt over it “Aight let’s go.” Frankie walks to the front door opening letting Lee and you go first, Frankie closes the door behind him, you start walking the street to Karvel’s place.
You walk down Karvel driveway seeing he bought a brand new gold cadillac with some sparkly rims “No he didn’t, there’s your money, and those rims are like 800 bucks piece.” you and Lee turn around to see Frankie looking stress “Fuckk.” he pulls the gun from his waist, walking in closer to the sliding glass door “At least his punk ass know how to get down.” looking down to see some nigga sleeping on a couch outside , Lee stops Frankie “Hey hold up. You’re ready to smoke his ass, right? ‘Cause if we take that car, he gonna hunt us down and rape our asses like a couple of bitches too.” Frankie looks at Lee then at you “Stay with me man.” Frankie walks in the house, smelling the odor coming from the house, it’s a disgusting in here, trash everywhere, party cups, and alcohol all over the place, Frankie walks into the back room to see Karvel having sex with some girl Frankie points the gun at Karvel, he pushes the girl off of him, with his pants down, Karvel stands up you walk over to y’all taking a few step then falling down in front of you leaving him unconscious.
Taking the keys off the hook and all three of you carrying Karvel in the trunk, slamming it shut Frankie walks to the driver side, stepping inside, you and Lee get in as well, Frankie puts the gun in the glovebox and turns on the engine, “Where are we going Frankie?” “We’re gonna go see Avi, maybe he can help us with Karvel.”
Pulling up to a driveway to tall gates blocking your view of a beautiful mansion, Frankie pushes a button on a microphone box “Who is it?” a voice calls out “It’s Franklin.” The gates open up in front of you, pulling in closer to the house, you duck your head under the window, seeing tall palm tree and a fountain in the middle off the driveway, a man walks out a with a speedo and robe on with his beer belly sticking out, a couple armed man walk out searching the area as you pull in, Frankie stops in front of Avi, turns off the engine and gets out of the car and shakes Avi hand “Franklin Saint to what I owe the pleasure?” “I was wondering if you can help us with a problem we have, I was thinking you know since he did steal your money we could make it even.” Avi laughs in front of Frankie, and calls for one of his men to get something for him, the man brings a shovel for Frankie and hands it to him “Make sure to take whoever you have in the trunk to them to the desert, the further the better you don’t want nothing to come trace by to you.” Frankie accepts the shovel and puts it in the back seat next to you, Avi pats Frankie on the back “Good boy Frankie.” Frankie gets back in the car, putting the car in reverse pulling out of the driveway onto the street driving off.
Your were in the high desert, already had the windows down feeling the Mojave heat blowing in your face closing your eyes listening to the music playing from the radio “Aye let’s roll his ass off the cliff and spilt man, let the wolves eat his ass” hearing Lee talking to Frankie “And leave his body out in the open that the most dumbest thing I’ve ever heard.” “Well I don’t hear you offerin’ anything better.” you listening closely to hear banging and screaming coming from the trunk, and Frankie and Lee realize that Karvel is awake. “Oh Shit!” all three of you say, you moved over closer to the window away from the banging and the cursing coming from Karvel “We gotta pull over and deal with this shit.” “No no no we’re not far enough.” “How far we gotta be?” Lee sighs putting his head into his hand, Frankie still drives out into the desert further and further away.
Karvel is still talking shit saying thing of what he is gonna to y’all, a crowbar pokes through the fabric of the seat, making a hole, you see Lee grabbing the gun from the glovebox and firing a round at the backseat, Frankie brakes the car and puts it in park, the trunk opens up and Karvel makes a run for it, lee gets out of the car and starting shooting at Karvel and hitting him in the leg. You grab the shovel on your way out and all three start chasing Karvel tracking the blood on the ground, “How is this mothrerfucka is still alive.” Frankie sounded out of breath “I don’t know maybe he’s zombified.” Lee making a joke out of the situation you giggled “Stupid, you stupid.” Frankie looks around to see more blood on a trail “Man whatever you know he like a animal.” “Aye Lee I can’t see no more blood, where did it go?” “Nigga I don’t know.” you break away from the group to go up on a hill, spotting more blood “Aye you guys I found a trail.” Frankie and Lee walk up the hill, seeing Karvel laying up against a concrete stump coughing up his own blood, Lee hands Frankie the gun and walks towards Karvel, walking around to face him, Frankie puts the gun up with his finger on the trigger, you see karvel pleading for his life “Please.” He couldn’t do it and hands Lee the gun to do it for him, you turn around and not wanting to witness the death of Karvel, you jump at the sound when Lee shoot Karvel in the chest, you feel arms wrapping around you having you back towards Karvel and you open your eyes to see if he’s was died when Lee shoot Karvel in the head, you gasp the gun ringing in your ears and the desert. You turned around to see Karvel laying on the ground with a wound in his chest and his head, no life in his eyes, when he just was alive you can’t belive your eyes, Frankie takes the shovel away from you and starts digging, you all took turns to use shovel, when the hole was big enough to a body and deep enough too, you all drag Kravel body in the hole and start putting the dirt on top of him, covering him up.
You all pile into the car with Frankie driving back to Jerome, knowing that Frankie has to sell the car and maybe the bike to make up for Avi, he continues to drive to Jerome’s.
Making it back to the house you all get out of the car, the sun is about to set, Frankie hands Lee the keys “Follow me to the mechanic I’m gonna sell the bike and the car.” Lee nods his head and Frankie walks inside of the house to grab the bike keys and his backpack then comes back outside “Come ride with me baby.” following Frankie to the bike, turning the engine you hop on after Frankie, he pushes the kickstand up and petals back on the street, he waits for Lee getting in the car and putting the car in reverse, Frankie drives off to a body shop. He talks to a man name Junior and telling Frankie he’ll take car for eight bands and the bike for two bands, Frankie shakes his hand in agreement, he walks back in to the office to retrieve ten thousand dollars from a safe, Junior puts all of the money in Frankie backpack and shakes the man hand and walks back up to the front to hang around with Lexi and Lee.
Walking back to your house almost around the corner from it, all three of you are dusty and sweaty at the same damn time “Aye I think I’m gonna go home, I need to take a shower before my momma sees me.” you turn to Lee to do your handshake and snapping your fingers at the same time, you hug lee “See you Lexi.” nodding your head, slowly turning to Frankie, putting your arms around his neck lowering him down to your height, you kiss his lips, he pulls back “Are you gonna come by the 4th of July party?There’s gonna be fireworks.” You nod your head “Of course Frankie I’ll be there.”
Entering your house going straight to the bathroom to wash off all the dirt and grime off your body, feelling the hot water against your skin even washing your hair, once your were all clean you step out of the shower,wrapping the towel around your body and doing your skincare, you hear the front door opening “Sweetie I’m home.” “Hey momma I’m in the shower, I’ll be out in a sec.” you open the door, letting the stream out, you walk back into your room stuffing your clothes in your dirty hamper, you lotion your body and changing to some shorts and a t-shirt you walk back to your see your momma warming up a plate of spaghetti for you and her “ So how was your day momma?” “Ohh baby it was good, I’m just glad to be home, and how was your day too baby?” your momma hands your plate of spaghetti setting it on the table, you start eating it, realizing you haven’t ate all morning “I guess I just forgot to eat, I was hangin’ out with shon-shon I had a little snack there, so I’m still hungry.” “mhm you were at Mrs.Jones house and she didn’t feed you I should call her.” your momma stands up grab the house phone your heart is beating down on your chest, taking a deep breath trying to smooth your nerves “I didn’t want to eat anything there, because I knew I was gonna have dinner with you momma.” your momma turns to gab another plate for herself “I’m sorry baby I’m sorry I’ve been tough on you these past few days, hey I hear Jerome and Louie ar throwin’ a 4th of July party, I think it would be good for us to get out the house together.” you nodded in agreement, your momma grabs her plate and sets it on the table, and starts eating with you, you sit both in silence eating, hearing pitbulls barking outside and music playing, you finish your food and stand up, feeling your bones ache in your body you groan “Can I be excuse?” “You may.” you put your plate in the sink, walking to your momma kissing her on the cheek “Good night moma.” “Good night baby.”
Closing you door and laying on your bed, getting under the sheets, feeling the slumber washing over to dream about Frankie, he’s older, rocking a goatee on his full lips, with his muscle under a polo shirt and khakis pants, he walks up to with a large bucket of cotton candy “What ride do you wanna do next babygirl?” you grab the bucket from him putting a piece in your mouth, tasting the sweet strawberry on your lips “mhmm what about the ferris wheel?” he grabs your chin pulling you into a kiss, slipping a tongue in your mouth “What I great idea baby.” frankie grabs your hand to the wheel, he hands two tickets to enter, you enter to the cart,the worker locks you both in giving a thumbs up to the operator, starting the machine moving, you feel his hand grazing your thigh, you reach up to the top looking over the city “Wow Frankie this is beautiful.” he grabs your chin bringing you in close, you can smell the popcorn on his breath “You’re so beautiful Alexia Saint.” his lips close in on you, tasting cotton candy and popcorn on your tongue, the ride stops at the bottom the worker lets you both out he grabs your hand “Come on baby lets’s go home.”
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Thank you to everyone reading this, I’ve been goin through a lot this past month and it’s been a real struggle for me, but I can’t belive I finish chapter 4 AHHHH this is an amazing feeling and i want to keep riding on this high with this story, gurrl lexi just seen her first death👀(I can’t belive I wrote that), shit is really getting real and the next chapter I’m gonna do is the 4 of july party, so I’m really exicted about that, thank you again for reading ❤️
Love nazzy 💕
Hiyaaa it’s me again and I’m with Ch.5 and I’m soo excited for y’all to read this, shit is about to go down(in a good way and maybe a little bad too 👀) but I can’t believe I made this far, I never thought I would be a writer being a long time reader, but I’m also ready to write to ch.6 (👀), so y’all have fun reading this chapter as much I wrote this, and thank you for taking the time to read this love story.
Summary: It’s the Fourth of July weekend and boy are you happy to spend some time with your boys but with your momma being there it will still be a fun time, and with the pigs crashing the party nothing bad will happen (right?)
Warings: afab-reader, n-word usage, cursing, inter action w/ police, talk of police brutality (one scene) kissing, smut, blowjob, fingering, squirting, unprotected p-in v, missionary, cum-eating, doggystyle (I think that’s all, lmk if I miss anything 💕)
Wordcount: 4.3k mdni! (18+) happy reading!!
This takes place in episode 5
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Opening your eyes to look at your light pink curtains blowing in the breeze of your room, stretching above your head, feeling your bones shake uncontrollably, slowing rising up you pull off the covers, you stand on your tippy toes getting a full body stretch still feeling sleepy, a yawn comes out, walking out of your room in to the bathroom, you brush your teeth and wash your face, then you do your business, walking out to see your momma making something “Good morning momma, what’cha makin’?” your momma turns around “Good morning baby, and I’m makin’ mac n’ cheese, oh also I bought some chocolate chip cookies, so you can bring that.” you can’t believe your momma is actually coming with you, definitely cramping your style but can you still talk to your friends? “Hey momma I have a question for you?” “Yes baby.” “You think I can still talk to Frankie, Lee, and Kev?” your momma stops at her layering and turns to look at you, her eyes shift down and back at you “Yes you can, only because it’s gonna be at Jerome’s but don’t have to be all day thing okay.” you nod your head “Thank you momma, I’ll try to keep it short when we’re at the party.” your momma returns back to her layering, you hear your stomach growling, you walk to the fridge to see your leftover spaghetti, you grab the container out setting it on the counter, you grab a plate and setting it down next to the container, getting a healthy amount of what you want and warming it up in the microwave, you take a seat at the table waiting for you food, your see your momma taking the aluminum foil and wrapping it around the dish and putting it in the oven and shutting it close “Okay just two hours in there and then it should be done.” the beeper goes off grabbing the steaming plate and setting it down and start eating your food. Feeling satisfied, when you're done you wash your plate and set it on the drying rack “Did you wanna watch so tv momma?” Your momma nods her head and starts walking to the living room and taking a seat, you walk next to her, your momma turns to the tv seeing good time’s playing on the screen, you relax on the couch, basking in this little moment with your momma.
Eventually you both hear the timer go off, your momma gets up to check on the food “Mhmm now that’s what you call mac n’ cheese, now just a few minutes in the broiler and it’s done, hey lexi why don’t you get dress this is about to be done sweetie.” you rise up from the coach to walk to your room closing the door. You change into a yellow t-shirt and some shorts, you put your socks and shoes on, you walk to your mirror taking off your bonnet off, grabbing your pick and combing it threw your hair, forming in a perfect circle, when your done, you walk to your back-pack opening the front pocket to see your necklace you put it on, tucking it under your shirt walking out of your room seeing your momma dress in a blue blouse and some pants and platform shoes, she’s covering the pan with top, walking to grab a large cloth for her hands, you walk into the kitchen to grab a plastic a container for the cookies layering them in a circle and closing the top “You ready Lexi?” “Yeah momma, let’s go.”
Your momma locks the front door and starts walking the steps you start to follow her on the inside of the sidewalk towards to Jerome and Louie house, hearing a rap music on the corner, seeing fellow blacks folks dancing and laughing with red cups in their hands, some folks playing dominos the kids running in and out of the house, Jerome walks out his house with a loud speaker telling Kev to move his shit out of the way, a woman walks up to your momma asking the take the food from her and wanting to setting on the table for everybody you momma turns to you “Go have fun baby, I’m gonna see to find you a new daddy.” She starts laughing and starts walking to some man in a fedora hat, you walk closer to the house, seeing Frankie talking to Melody asking about the bread pudding she had, you see Frankie turn to see you and giving back to Melody and starts walking up to you, he gives a hug feeling his strong arms touching you, he leans in, but you stop him “My momma is here so we can’t.” a small frown on his face and steps back to see if your momma is looking, thankfully she’s not “Hey let me take these from you, also Kev and Lee are here too.” Melody starts to walk up to you both “Hey Franklin, maybe I can see you later after the party huh?” you see her puffing up her chest, her eyes looking at him ‘Oh fuck no’ in your mind, you walk inbetween him, looking her in eyes “You back the fuck from him.” Melody eyes looking straight at you “Fine get my sloppy second then.” Balling your fist tightly, ready to deck this bitch on the ground “Mel you need to leave I don’t need you here, startin’ shit.” you smile at her “You heard him Melody leave.” you put your hand out telling her to move it, Melody looking timid walking back to her house, putting her head down holding hard ass brick pudding.
Frankie touches your arm “Come with to set these cookies Kev and Lee are here too.” you waved at a couple of your neighbors, everyone was in good spirits, seeing Cissy on the grill and dancing with Louie for a man “You hungry baby?” shaking your head no “I had spaghetti this morning so I’m full from that.” you hear Cissy say ‘Hell no’ and walking up to Frankie’s father . Frankie follows behind his mother “Mama hold up.” you stay back at the table not wanting your momma see you in the saint drama, you walk up the steps Lee and Kev talking to each other “Hey y’all.” “Ayeee Lexi!” coming from both of them “When did you get here?” coming from Kev “I just got here actually, but my momma is here with me.” “That’s cool. Did your mama make her mac n’ cheese too?” Lee said “She did and I made some cookies too.” they both starting laughing “Lexi I know you didn’t make any cookies, you know your ass can’t cook.” Lee is busting out laughing, running away almost from you both, you lightly punch at Kev “Oh yeah Kev and when was the last time you made something huh.” seeing Cissy walking up the house “Jerome, get your crazy ass down from there.” hearing Jerome voice coming from the roof “Now Cissy, look I’m just gettin started up here.” Hearing his lighter going off, thinking Jerome is about to light off some fireworks
Frankie walks up the steps, he dabs up Lee a Kev and gives you a hug at the end, you look at him “Hey you good?” “Yeah I am.” not wanting to put any pressure on him and nodded “Aye man we need to talk.”Lee said “What’s up.” “Kev wants in, and just hear the man out. I don’t need a damn thing” “I’m just tryin’ to keep this shit low-key.” He sighs “Look, all I’m saying is strength in numbers.” Lee points at all of you “And if you ask me, we already one nigga over capacity.” Lee looks in-shock “And what about Lexi huh ain’t she one nigga over capacity?” You look at lee “What the fuck Leon.” He puts a hand on Lee's shoulder “Lexi here she told me from the beginning that she wants to be in this and so she doesn’t count and since she’s my girl I want her in this now, next to me and if those fools get outta pocket I’m-a handle it. But until then it’s still a straight up ‘if.” Lee looking perplexed “Hey look JJ’s dead.” Kev perks up “Wait a sec? What?” “One of Karvel’s boys, got lit up this morning both him and his girl. Shit could’ve gone down a number of ways.” you all walk down the steps to be interrupted by Frankie’s father “You cats mind?”
Frankie follows his father to have a conversation.
You know you shouldn’t be ear-hustlin’ to them, but you couldn’t help it. Hearing that Frankie bailed his out of jail this morning and knowing that he could never pay him back, Frankie looking fed up with his sob story and telling his father to ‘Shut the fuck up.’ and his father couldn’t believe his and repeated the word and frankie nods his head “Yeah man just shut the fuck, huh I don’t need your sorry. I don’t need to hear any of that shit.” your eyes are on frankie now and his father says “Sorry? What the fuck I got be sorry for….all I’ve ever wanted to do was be my own man, And I couldn’t be ashamed of that if I wanted to.” Frankie eyes looking at his father not breaking eye contact “I’ve got new for you what you. What you are ain’t no fuckin’ man!” “Okay and you would know that it?… Shit. You ain’t gotta fuckin’ clue. Cause if you did, then why’d you come lookin’ for me?” Frankie puts his head down, then a loud bang starts going off everyone looks up at the commotion, causing Jerome to back away from the fireworks and then falling off the roof, you turn to look at Frankie, seeing him coming towards you “Hey you okay?” “Yeah, just Jerome scared me with them damn fireworks.” your momma coming towards you as well “What are you doing with him Alexia?” Frankie speaks up first “Mrs. Johnson Lexi was just scared of the fireworks and I just wanted to see if she was okay.” you nod your head “He’s right momma. It just scared me little momma.” Frankie nods his head and starts walking towards Lee and Kev “Come on baby, let’s go grab a plate and and can you make a plate for us for later.” Momma said “Of course momma.”
A few hours later
The moon is shining on you, looking at the moon seeing how beautifully large it is. You feel a hand on your waist pulling you closer turning to see your Frankie “What’cha lookin’ at?” “The moon, don’t you think she look so pretty.” Frankie giggles “What’cha you think the moon is a girl Lexi.” “Why not? I think the moon is girl and you could be my sun.” “Mhmm you do shine in the moonlight.” You smile and putting your head down, he lifts your chin up to softly kiss you, his full gracefully touching you, his bites your lip, you put your hand on his shoulders slowly pushing him away “My momma is still here. You can’t be actin’ like this.” He pouts, pushing his lips out, you kiss him “Look at you mhmm you said we need to stop.” He pulls away smirking down at you “ haven’t told you yet but you look pretty today.” Your roll your eyes “Thank you Frankie.” Two cop cars roll up to the house with there lights on four white cops come out with the uniforms on “Who owns the house?” One of them says “It’s my mutherfucken house.” Jerome walks up to one of the cops, Cissy walks in front of Jerome “Is there a problem officer?” “There has been a report of gunshots coming off the roof.” “It’s just some fireworks. We do it every year.” “And what about the weed and the open containers.. is that a part of the ritual too.” Seeing what’s happening, is something you see all too well, cops coming into black neighborhoods terrorizing, and using force for no reason “Are you for-real? Hey yo, you real right now? It’s independence day” Jerome not believing his ears said, "Hey sir, you need to check your attitude.” Frankie walked from you to come closer to the officers “And you need to check the nuts!” You follow him “Franklin. Stop” trying to pull him away, he slips out of your grip to face the cops “Frankie please?” Cissy pushes him back “No. We’re not doing this today. All right?” Cissy steps in front of everyone “I’m not moving until we have a civil goddamn conversation, come on now.” the officers coming toward Frankie and pushing Cissy out the way “Wanna have a drink.” “The fuck you doin’ “ Frankie look at the cop, taking out his baton to punch him in the stomach, he falls to the ground, everyone screaming trying to break fight, the other officers had there guns out pointing at your peoples escalating the situation the disgusting pig grabs to pull frankie in a chokehold restricting his breathing “Stop you’re hurting him fucking stop!” you screamed out, his color almost leaving his skin almost turning him blue.
Another cop car shows up to see Andre in his uniform “Hey hey hey what are you doing. Put the thing away, stop it man.” Andre telling partners to stand down, “Fuckin Pigs!” Kev yells, the cop pulls away from him, he’s hyperventilating, you kneel down to Frankie, rubbing his back. Cissy and I keep telling him to keep breathing, air not filling in his lungs fast enough, Andre trying to comfort him, Jerome runs up on Andre “Back away from my nephew you boy.” Louie steps in front of Jerome and pushes him back “You’re okay Frankie, you’re okay.” Andre tells his partners to leave the property and he gets into his car and drives off. Frankie slowly gets up from the ground with his hand on his stomach, Cissy and Jerome help him get him inside of the house, your momma comes up next to you “We’re leaving right now.” you nod your head, you both walk back to the table to grab your containers and start walking back to your house “I saw you lexi.” you suck your teeth “What did you want me to do momma? he was getting choke out.” “You shouldn't have been around that. You should’ve been inside of the house, it's not your business to be around that.” you shake your head “Whatever momma.”
You walked into your room, not even saying goodnight to your momma, you lay on top of your bed, obviously you’re not going to bed especially what just happen, your mind is racing seeing that cop choking Frankie out and not stopping until Andre came to stop it, you wait for about an hour to your momma go to bed, you step out of your room, looking to see your momma’s door closed, slowly creeping out of the house, you slowly close the front door and start walking back to Jerome’s house.
Everybody is still partying, you know the police can never stop a black folks party, still in good vibes, the music is still blasting around the block, you see Frankie holding a red cup with ice talking to Cissy “Hey y’all, how are you feel Frankie?” he smiles at you “I’m feeling better, but I sound worse though.” his voice groggy, deeping his voice. Cissy stands up and gives you a hug “I’m gonna check on Jerome, see how he’s feeling?” she walks away opening her spot to him, you sit next to Frankie “How are you really feeling Frankie?” looking into his chocolate eyes, he closed his eyes and looks back at you “The fact I felt powerless in that moment, that I couldn’t do anything cause he’s a cop I never want that feeling. Ever.” you nod your head “These pigs think they can do whatever they want because they have a gun and badge. But fuck them.” Looking at Frankie, seeing his signature red and white baseball t-shirt and dark jeans and some adidas, you kiss him feeling his lips touching against you, he grunts against you “I need you right now.” he grabs your hand to the guest room, gracefully slipping through the crowd.
Frankie walks in first into the room opening it for you, passing him and close and locks the door, you sit on the bed putting your arms out so he can climb on top of you, slipping into your legs he pecks your lips and slowly grinding into your covered pussy, just feeling your body getting hot, wrapping your arms his neck, you put your thick thighs around him pulling him closer, not wanting stop, you pull off his his shirt “Ugh fuck baby.” hearing his voice now still little horse making him sound even more sexy, you push him up to take off your shirt, his hands go to your breast almost spilling through his hands, he bends down to take of your nipple into his mouth and massaging the other one “O my god baby you’re making me feel so good.” A couple knocks, hits the door and scares you and Frankie “Aye who’s in there?” Hearing Jerome voice coming through the door “It’s Franklin.” “Aight nephew, is Lexi in there with you?” his nosy ass “Hey Jerome and yeah it’s me.” you can hear Jerome laughing “Aight y’all have a good night.” he returns back to you looking into your eyes “What?’’ his voice again sounding like its lower by three octaves, your raise your hand touching his throat, seeing a little bruising around it, you kiss his neck, tasting the sweat of his neck, he groans “ughh shit, fuck baby.” you couldn’t stop, you moved down to the other side finding his sweet spot, he grinds into you, feeling he’s getting hard “Take this shit off.” He tugged at your clothes, you both stood up to take off your clothes and got back on to the bed.
You push him on the bed with a loud thud, you climbed on top of him kissing up his body to his lips, you rest your hips on his mound, you kiss down his body to chest, stomach, and finally to his dick, you lick your lips to start to kiss it, you open your mouth to take him into your mouth, breathing through your nose and going deeper, he’s moaning, even through his voice is a little rough, deliciously so, hearing it now he’s moaning for you, his voice cracks “Ohh fuck baby, o-oohh yes yes yes, fuck you suckin’ me so fuckin’ good.” you moved your hand down to your pussy, slowly rubbing it, feeling your yourself getting wet, you kept breathing you nose “Baby get up I don’t want to nut fuck.” but you didn’t stop, he spreads his thighs, you take a big breath, to have Frankie in your throat, he moans louder, relaxing under your touch, you moved your fingers faster on your pussy “Fuck baby I’m gonna nut, are you gonna nut too baby?” your nod your head “Come on baby nut for me, that’s right. ohh shit uu-ghh.” feeling the heat spread from your pussy to your stomach, you start to shake, having this feeling wash over you. Frankie release himself to you, tasting natural odor in your mouth, you swallow it, you slowly get up to lay on the bed “Aye turn the fuck around, I still need to give yours now.” you lay on your back on the bed, he pulls you closer to him, you spread your legs and frankie holds them in place “fuck baby why do you smell better after you cum, I bet you even tatse better.” he kissing down to your pussy, he dives in his tongue swirling around your clit, like he’s kissing your other lips, your nipples harder “fu-uck baby fuck don’t stop ughh shit.” you can feel his moans through mouth, you grip his fro with your hand “Come on baby, nut on my face I need it. Fuckin’ give it to me.” he goes back to kissing your pussy, like he was making out with you, shaking your legs “Fuckkk”.
Letting your climax wash over you, having your eyes in the back of your head, he still didn’t stop eating you like you’re his last meal. Luckily the music is drowning your moans out so no one could hear y’all. Frankie finally gets up to come closer to you, giving you a kiss, tasting yourself on his lips, slipping his tongue in you “Hey I just want to check with you if you still want to do this, if not that’s fine.” looking in your eyes, you nod your head “I want to do this with you. I want you to be my first.” Frankie smiles “Okay you might fell some pressure okay, just let me know when it becomes too much for you.” you kiss him, pulling him down on top of you “I will Frankie.”Frankie puts his hands next to your face. He pushes in, you hiss feeling him entering in you “It’s okay baby, just breath I know I know.” pain is all you feel, He inches in closer “Ahh, okay keep going baby.” and finally he bottoms out, arching your back finally feeling him in all of his glory “Baby I’m need you to relax, okay your really tight.” you take a breath to relax your legs, he grons “Okay baby you can move now.” moving in and out of your pussy, now feeling the pleasure coming to you “Ughh fuck yeah baby. Fuck baby shit.” Frankie moans in your mouth “I know baby, fuck you feel so good right now.” he grabs your hands above your head, trapping you in hold, feeling his dick moving and hitting your spot “Ughh fuck baby, yeah you like that huh baby.” you nod your head, not even listening to what he said “Yes baby I do, your fucking my pussy so good.” He leans down to give you a sloppy kiss, you feel yourself about to cum “Fuck frankie I’m about to come ughh.” “I know baby l know, give me your nut baby, yeah get my dick wet for me.” and you did. Cumming on his dick was the best feeling in the world, almost becoming dickmitze. He still moving in out out of you “I know you could give me one more baby, just one more.” Frankie lifts off of you to flip you over on your stomach and pulls your hips up. He enters once more.
Being in this new postion and having him fucking you like this, resting your head on the pillow, feeling the blows coming from and not stopping, you feeel your pussy throbbing with with force “FUCK! you feel sooo goood baby, yeah baby don’t stop.” he moans “I’m not stopping baby, I’m never stopping.” your pussy is getting wetter by the second, he lifts you up to his chest, exploring a new postion for you, he looking down at your ass, seeing your ass moving the movements of frankie “Fuckkkk baby are you about to nut? I can feel it, mhmm it’s okay baby you can nut on this dick.” a wet splash coming out of you, making you even wetter than before “ughhh fuck frankie fuckfuckfuck ughh.” with two more pushes frankie cums as well inside of you, loving the feeling of him filling you up, he slowly lays you down back on the bed, and pulls out of you and lays next to you. He pulls you up to his chest, hearing his heart going a thousand miles per hour, “That was amazing baby, thank you being my first.” he kiss your head and pulls your chin to look at him “Your welcome baby, and I’m also gonna be your last.” you smile at him and kissing him “mhmm baby I should probably go use the bathroom.” you rise up the put back on your clothes and he does as well “Aye come up on the roof that’s where Lee and Kev gonna be at, I’m gonna bring Kev on the game with me.”
“Okay baby I’ll be there.” you walk out of the room and thankfully the music is still going, but everyone is outside, you walk in the bathroom to do your buisness, looking at yourself in the mirror ‘Bitch you is not a virgin no more.’ turning on the facuet to wash out your mouth.
You enter in the attic of the house seeing the window and hearing your boys laughing and cracking jokes and Kev even asked what me and Frankie were doing in the guest room “What me and Lexi do is nothin of your business.” and he being stern about, your were glad that Frankie didn’t diverge in what happen between you too, you walk on the roof next to Frankie “Sup y’all.” “Hey lexi.” coming from all of them, he grabs your hand interlocking with you “Aye Kev I want you to join in with us, because i want you to make money too. And I was gonna page Avi to get some more bricks from him.” Kev screams in joy “Thanks Franklin, hey I got a cousin in Oakland who could help us to kickstart of businesses.” he nods his head and turns to you “Well I’m guessing you comin’ too right?” you smile back at him “Of course baby, I’ll be there, I’ll talk to my momma about it.” he kisses you, groans coming from your friends and making kissy noises “Man this is amazing me and boys and girl making some money. AHHH!! love you mane, love mane.” Kev spoke. What a perfect moment with your man and friends felling like you all are on the top of the world, nothing could break up of what y’all have, you hope you all just make it out on top with millions attached to y’all’s name.
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OHHHH SHIT BITCH thank you thank you thank you for reading this took me a while to finish this but i’m glad to knock another one down, and let’s talk about Frankie’s voice(even though getting choke-out) the raspiness of voice, you can’t not tell me he would not sound even more sexy than before, just thinking about it even makes me horny 🫠, and that SEX SCENE (AGGHHHH!!) gurlll I can’t Frankie seems like the kinda of man to pull you up during doggy (mhmmm) and can’t y’all see that fine ass nigga to say nut instead of cum, yes bitch yasssss, and the thing that took me the longest to write was the police scene and talking about that was tough cause being that’s all you see in real life, and hopefully i’ll become better when it comes to those scene, and finally in Ch. 6 the gang is going in a roadtrip to Oakland seeing if kev’s cousin could help with expanding the business further and meeting a white girl smoking some drug that has her rocked up, and thank you once again for reading this sis. See you on Chapter 6
Love nazzy💕
Masterlist
Last updated: 8/2/2024
So I’ve decided to make a Masterlist so it could be easier y’all to read my story I haven’t come up with a title yet but I’m thinking a few titles but I’ll let y’all know when I think of one. But relax to take a look in to the lives of Alexia Johnson and Franklin Saint and how they survive the drug empire and to become one of the most powerful couple of rock coacine in the world
Frankie Saint x Lexi Johnson
Chapter 1👇🏿
Chapter 6
Summary:Lexi goes to Oakland to do a deal with Kev’s cousin with her homies and making it as a road trip, you all make a pitstop to have some fun at the beach and finally getting to the party then having it be too much you and Frankie, and you both decide to leave,to see a old Black pantner Office and seeing a white girl in there and meeting the man who created crack-rock.
Warnings:afab-reader, n-usage, cursing, description of drugs(heavily), making crack, kissing, lying-lexi
Wordcount: 4.4k MDNI! (18+) happy reading
This takes place in episode 7
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The party is winding down with everyone leaving, you turn to him “Hey I’m thinking about leaving.” “Okay baby I’ll walk you home, aye Lexi is leaving.” Kev and Lee nod their head “Aight Lexi you have a good night.” Coming from Lee “Bye Lexi I’ll see you later.” You slowly crawl back into the attic and walking down the stairs with Frankie following you, you past everyone with saying goodnight to Louie and Jerome, he takes your hand and starts walking back to your house “Kev is gonna let me know when we should leave to Oakland, we’re probably gonna leave in a couple days.” “Okay Frankie, maybe I could tell my momma that I wanna sleepover at Shon-shon’s house for the weekend.” “You know you’re gonna have to tell your momma sooner than later about what’s going on about us.” “I know Frankie I just don’t wanna tell her just yet I want to have a back-up plan when I do.” he grips your hand “Well when you do, you know you’ll always have a place at mine.” rolling your eyes “Yeah right nigga, what about Cissy huh you think she’ll be okay with me in your bed.” “Yeah I’ll talk to her, you know how understanding she is.” you walk to the corner of your street, still see your lights turned off around the house, you both get closer to your house, seeing your front window slightly open, Frankie opens the window for you to climb in. You put your leg through the window and almost stumble in, he grabs your hips, steading you to get in your room. He bends down to look at you “I’ll see you later baby, I’ll call you when we leave.” you squat down to his level to look at him, seeing his beautiful chocolate skin, he looks soo damn fine in this moonlight, you lean in to kiss him, slipping your tongue in his mouth, he groans “Okay you need to go to bed baby. I’ll see you later baby.” “Okay baby, I’m excited to go to Oakland I’ve never been.” he smirks at you “Yeah me too baby, aight goodnight.” he gives you one more kiss “Good night baby.” Frankie walks away back to his place with a pip in his step. You changed your clothes into your pjs, slowly getting your muscles relaxed on your comforter going to your dreamland which always has Frankie in it.
A few days later
You hear the light right rain hitting your window, sounding like little taps on your house, painting your hands with a white nail polish, liking the contrasting color with your dark skin, look at your toes and see they dried on as well, you blow on your hands to dry them quickly, your phone rings, shaking your room, getting up from your bed to answer the phone “Hello.” “Aye it’s Frankie.” you smile through the phone “Hey Frankie, what’s up.” “So we were about to leave, come meet us at Cho’s, and Kev and Lee want to get some snacks before we leave though.” “Okay I’ll be there, and tell them niggas to don’t forget my snacks too.” you hear him smiling through the phone too “Aight I’ll tell’em. I love you.” “I love you too baby.” you make a kissy noise through the phone, hearing Frankie’s laugh on the phone, making you smile you hang up the phone.
You walk out to see your momma watching Good times again, ‘Doesn’t she watch anything else?’ “Hey momma, Shon-Shon just called me and she wants to go out tonight, it’s some party that one of her friends is throwing.” “Mhmm maybe, did you clean your room?” “I could clean it, and she wants to have a sleepover again, which will be fun too.” “Okay you can go, and only if you clean your room.” “Thank you momma, and you think I could borrow your umbrella too, I don’t wanna get my hair wet.” “Of course, sweetie it’s in my closet.” you give you momma a hug and walked to your room, looks like some clothes on the floor, stuffing them in your drawers and making your bed, you changed into a black long sleeve and black pants and putting on your shoes, you just pack light stuff like a change of clothes and some underwear, you walk out to your momma’s room to walk grab her yellow umbrella, walking to the living room to give her another hug and a kiss on her head “Okay momma I’m head out I’ll see you later.” “Okay baby call me if you need anything, love you.” “I will, love you too momma.” you walk out of your house to open the yellow umbrella to cover your body and started to walk towards Cho's.
You see your friends sitting patiently waiting for you to show up, it’s still sprinkling outside, see them all eating their snacks, lightly tapping on the window, slightly scaring them, Kev unlocks the door for you, closing your umbrella before you get in “Sup y’all.” them all saying hey back to you “Hey baby.” looking at Frankie “Sup baby.” he had on a light grey shirt with a silver jacket and some dark jeans with tennis shoes, he gives you a light peck on the lips “Y’all better be fuckin’ there either, we gotta long drive ahead of us.” Kev puts his car in drive “Mhmm and how far is it Kev?” “Well it’s about six hours away.” looking at you “What!” coming from you all “But it will be nice y’all, seeing the ocean driving up there, maybe we will take a break there to stretch out our legs.” “I’ve never been to the ocean before.” looking back at Kev “Really? you’ve been to the ocean before.” coming from Frankie “Nope but I’m excited to see though, hey did y’all did get me my snacks.” “Yeah I got 'em right here, I was waiting for you to say somethin’.” Lee hands you some starbursts and some nerds, you grab both of them to start eating the candy, with Kev starts driving off to Oakland.
A couple hours later
The sun is shining on your face, the window rolled all the way down, sticking out your hand to feel the breeze against your hand “Hey I see the beach, we can stop for a few minutes and then leave.” Kev pulls in a parking spot and stuffing off the engine, you all step out to stretch your legs and walking to the oceans, you’ve never seen so much water, it kept going and going, you move your feet through the sand once you reach to the water, you take off your socks and shoes and hold them in your hand and lifting your pants to your legs so they won’t get wet, you see Kev and Lee already have their shoes off and running towards the water, you step on the wet sand with the water touching your white toes “O my god! the water is sooo cold, ahh.” you run back to your friends and see Frankie hanging back, walking closer to him “Why are you not playing in the water Frankie?” “ I just want to get to Oakland.” you put your hand on his chest “Come on take off your shoes.” he groans, taking off his sock and shoes, putting them in his hand “Come on let’s see what they’re doing over there.” you both walk over to your friends, with Lee running to you, touching your shoulder “Tag you it.” and him running away, rolling your eyes, dropping your shoes on the sand, and looking for your next target, Lee and Kev are too far, you see Frankie not to far from you, you moved your feet towards him, getting closer to him your on his tail, he looks back and started running like if he was track star ‘Damn he was fast.’ you thought to yourself and came up with a plan. Faking your fall, making it seem like you hurt yourself badly, he comes back to you, perfect “Baby are you okay?, you’re not hurt are you?” you lift up and touch his stomach “Gotcha baby, you’re it now.” and running like you life depended on it, you hear his footsteps getting closer and closer to you, breaking to your left and running to your friends, he pass you to run towards Lee and touches his shoulder “Okay I’m done running man, I’m breathin’ hard as shit.” a shaky breath coming from Lee “Yeah me too, come on we should probably get going.” y’all walk back to the car and realizing you left your shoes “Oh fuck I left my shoes I’ll be right back.” walking back on to the sand, seeing right where you left them at, picking them up and walking back to Kev’s car.
More hours later
Kev parks the car in front of bike shop, seeing motorcycle’s out in the front, Frankie steps out first and hold the door for you, once you got out, he reaches down to grab his green backpack and puts it on his shoulder and securing the straps around him, you all walked to the the sheet metal door “Aye homie where the door at?” Kev looks around to see a handle and opens the door and opens it for all of you, walking in and seeing some many drugs every, people snorting, inhaling, smoking and drinking, you saw everyone wearing vest with the words ‘Murder Dubb Devils’ on the back and even saw a guy putting coke in his drink “Nicky the record is skippin’, Nicky!” some girl yelling over the music, the dj puts on a new record with hip hop beats coming in. “Family, huh? That’s your mama’s side or your dad’s?” Lee asked Kev, passing through the crowd “Mama’s. But I ain’t never really met him like that.” in the corner you see a bunch of niggas playing a game of dice with money in the ground, still looking for Kev’s cousin, not even knowing what he look like “He gonna be here man.” Kev looking back at y’all “The fuck you is so skinny for.” hearing a loud voice coming next to kev, they both laugh and embracing each other “Hey man, this place is amazing.” Kev tells his cousin “Shit nigga this motherfucking hub here.” Kev turns to y’all “Aye man these are my peeps-.” Frankie cuts him off “How long we gonna be?” Kev looks at him “Man we just got here.” “Let’s do the deal, get the money, and get the fuck out of here.” Frankie not breaking his eye contact with Kev's cousin, he steps up to Frankie “You refusing my motherfucking hospitality?” “Yeah I’m cool to party while we wait.” Lee breaks his silence, you nod your head in agreement “They’ll like him and her too. They both like to party, but you refusing my motherfucking hospitality.” Kev’s cousin put a hand on Frankie’s shoulder “Aight, Aight!” He nods his head in agreement to wait for the deal, some girl passing by Kev and touches his hand to signal for a sample and looking back at him while she goes up the stairs, he looks at Frankie, asking for a sample “We suppose to be sellin’.” “Come on man I just need a little come up, that's all for the tricks man.” He reluctantly hands Kev a small baggie of coke “All right, go find some place, last thing I need is these motherfuckers knowing I got this shit all right. You gettin in our samples man.” Kev snatched it out of his hand “Thanks man and I’m about to get in some coochie.” Kev passes through people to meet up with the girl upstairs.
The cigarette smoke going into your nose, that’s all you can smell right now, you kept following Frankie threw the party and walking up the stairs to see this homeless looking white guy getting a tattoo, drunker than shit “Hey man can y’all look at my tattoo, I just want to know how pretty it is, it’s suppose to be my girl?” you both look at the tattoo with wide eyes, you have never seen a tattoo so hideous, it looks like a child drew it on his back “Wow.” you both say, but really knowing what it actually looks like “Yeah I’ve always wanted to be an artist. But life derailed my dreams, man.” the artist looks up “Hey you wanna a tat? I could even do a two for one special for y’all I’m the best.” you both walked away from that crime scene to the main floor, he posted up on a wall and holds your hand “Where the fuck is this nigga at, we should be driving back by now?” you squeeze his hand “You know how black people are, we are always late when it comes to things like this. CP time you know.” Making him giggle at your joke, when the same girl was giving Kev fuck me eyes is now coming towards you “What’s up with this backpack cutie huh?” you see this touching on your man ‘oh fuck no’ before you could say anything, he grabs your hand and starts walking towards the door “Uhh we gotta do somethin’.’’ Finally having some fresh air in your lungs “I need to get out of there I couldn’t stay there if people start knowin’ I got this coke.” “Yeah I get it, I couldn’t stay there anymore either with all them damn drugs there, come on let’s take a walk.” grabbing his hand and taking a stroll.
Walking on inside of the sidewalk in hand with Frankie, he stops in front of a hardware store, he has this look on his face, he let’s go of your hand to walk inside of the store, on the floor the was a pamphlet of a Black Panther block party with the host of Cissy and Alton at there house, there was broken glass and trash everywhere on the ground and he turns to you walking closer towards you “When I was a kid this was my father store, when he was a panther and I remember coming here and spending time with him, he put me on a chair and put a beret on my head and told me what it means to have my dignity and my self-respect and make sure that other people respect me too.” you smile at him, knowing how Alton is now drunk and homeless and how he got lost with his addiction. “Thank you for sharing with me about that Frankie, I know you don’t talk about Alton that much, maybe talking about can heal your hurt and i’m willing to be there for you.” You walk up closer to him with no one around you, you kiss him starting with little pecks into something more, he pushes you up against the wall, hearing footsteps coming towards you “What are you doing?” you both separated to see a white girl in some raggedy clothes “My bad. Sorry we didn’t know anybody else was here, we can go.” Frankie grabs your hand to walk out of the store “Hold on.” from the white girl “Are you guys…okay?” you both nod your head “Yeah.” he walks closer to the white girl “Umm… Do you have any idea if this used to be a Black Panther office? I think it was.” you wanted to leave but the white girl grabbed his hand to pull him further in the back of the room “Come on.” and you follow.
The white girl in the back is looking for something, standing next to Frankie and she pulls out a small white rock of something, it intrigues Frankie “Wh-what’s that?” she held a pipe “This is my new favorite.” He walks closer to her, she sways her finger as no and starts giggling, he puts his hand up “I won’t, I won’t touch it, just hold it out for me.” she puts the rock in the pipe and lights her match to the pipe and starts inhaling, she blows out the smoke and stumbles back “I ain’t never seen that before, you on your way to space for sure.” you tell her, the white starts walking around in lala land and starts twirling in front of you “I wanna see what it is. Go get some more, huh?” the white girl breathing hard “I’ll buy it.” he tells her, the white walks closer to him “I like you star.” he’s playin’ her “I like you too.” she walks out the the back door to an alleyway, she stops to take off her shoes and walks barefooted “Well you’re not about to walk around here barefoot.” the white girl rolls her “Why not? It feels- it feels so good.” he stops her “Well, you’re gonna mess those pretty feet up.” really nigga, you know the only feet he like is ours, you walk into a park to see some dealers giving out some drugs to people. The white girl walks up to a dealer “Oh shit you back here already and not you walkin’ around barefoot with your feet.” she smiles “Can I get a rock?” Frankie hands the dealer a twenty swiftly grabbing it from him and hands her three rocks, she turns back to Frankie “Come on let’s go.” he smiles back at her “We’ll meet you back there okay we could have one hit each.” The white girl slowly smiles at him and starts walking back to the hardware store.
”Aye how y’all get this coke so cheap?” Frankie ask the dealer “Nigga I don’t know I just shit the shit man.” Frankie grabs a band out of his pocket “I’ll buy everything you got if you show me who cooked it.” The dealer puffs out his chest “Crossin’ a line here blood.” Frankie takes off his backpack and hands it to the dealer, he opens it open to see two keys of coke in there “Country motherfucker. What are you doing?” He walks up closer to the dealer “No tricks, no games man I just wanna know how y’all make what y’all making.” Pleading with the dealer “You wanna meet The Wizard?” He smiles “Yeah man.” He looks down to see that the dealer had on some fresh white adidas with some black strip on the side “Nice shoes.” he said, the dealer tells his homie to hold down the spot “Wait. You seriously gonna take him to Swim?” “This nigga got two keys of coke on him. Hell yeah.” you get into the dealer car to drive to see the wizard.
Stepping out of the car “Good lookin’ out.” you walk into this alley to see a door “Yeah yeah.” he opens the door for y’all, letting you both go through the door and locking it behind him.” the dealer walks in front of you “Hey Swim I gotchu someone to meet.” The Wizard was playing chess with himself “The fuck you want.” he steps closer to him “Aye this nigga got two keys and he wants to know how you make it… they from L.A.” the wizard stands up “Oh, why didn’t you say that in the first place man?” he looks confused “So who are you Micheal Jackson? no this nigga too dark to be Michael Jackson, He more like Sidney Poitier… I don’t know why this Bobby Womack ass-nigga brought you her in my business.” Frankie walks up “It’s my fault I asked I just wanna know what y’all makin’.” the wizard grabs a another bag of rocks and tosses it to the dealer “And don’t come back until your with that.'' The dealer catches the bag and walks out of the door to sell more rocks. Swim walks up to y’all “What’s your name?” “I’m Franklin and this is Lexi.” “They call me Swim ‘cause I’m either swimming in some money or swimming in pussy.” while doing a shake for y’all he was this light blue golden striped button up and a small fro growing on the top of his head “Now y’all ain’t fuckin’ with me now?” Frankie looks at Swim “I can’t tell you if my luck’s been running good or bad, man? But y’all doing something here and we tryin to get in on. Now I might be taking a leap of faith, shit I might be dumb as fuck but this shot… this shot it feels like it’s worth takin’. “Cause I got things I gotta do.” and looking at you, your heart stops “Things I want.” and turning back to Swim “You understand what I’m tryin to sayin?” Swim takes a seat look at Frankie “If you’re the man cookin this up it means you are an artist. In my experience artists create and they want the whole world to experience it,you an artist swim.” Swim say “Maybe?” “So teach me…..show us how to create the way that you do. We’ll take it back to L.A and spread the word.” Swim nods his head in agreement with Frankie to show us the way of making crack rock.
Walking up the stairs to a red light hallway, Swim moves the gate to let y’all in, to see a kitchen upstairs there was a cooker there named Angelico “Angelico we’re gonna cook up one more batch tonight.” Swim takes the two keys out and sets them on the table “Keep up now. Were gonna go fast you dig?” Swim cuts the key in half, pouring some out on a plate and smashing it with a sledgehammer “So these Peruvians, right, when they make their cocaine they got this paste. This cocaine paste at the bottom of the barrel, they call it “bah-say” Nasty shit.” Angelico takes the plate to move into the stove “But you take this “bah-say”, roll into a cigarette that shit gets you fuck up, Jack so I had some of my boys who flew down to Peru for the weekand.” Angelico turns on the stove to put the coke in a mason jar “Some of my niggas was smoking it with some bitches..and they love it… bitches love it too.” putting some water in it and in a small pot that they have, Angelico takes out some baking soda to the equal part of the coke and putting in the jar, a smoke puffs out releasing the toxins, the cooker walks up to Frankie handing it to him and signaling it to swirl it around “Those the only ingredients?” he hands it back to the cooker “It’s like bacon and eggs, Bert and Ernie, sometimes it only takes two things to complement each other.” “Like peas and carrots?” you say, Swim laughs “Yeah peas and fucking carrots.” As the coke hardens slowly forming into small white rocks, Swim picks up the jar swirling it around to show the both of you “See those rocks? They’re starting to swim like tadpoles” The rocks clinging against each-other “Can I get a high from breathing these fumes in?” Starting to smell the pungent order almost like burnt plastic, you back away from the smell “You get a contact, but you won’t get high. Y’all wanna hit shit when we done?” Frankie shakes his head no “Nah, I don’t use.” Swim looks at you “And what about you?… you wanna hit this?” Moving your head into a no “Nah I’m good, I don’t use either.” “Mhhmm you should consider it nigga, that shit open up dark places in your brain, these place ain’t never been touched before.”Coming to Frankie to touch his third eyes “Deep dark places.”
Angelico pours out the water out of the jar and puts the large rock on a clean plate and hands it to Swim, he takes out a razor blade to cut the rock into small pieces, he puts up the tiny rock to show you and Frankie “Thus creation is born, you get $50 for this rock man.” Swim hands the rock to Angelico “He's tweakin’ right now.” You look at Swim “You think we can make some more?” Swim looks back at you “Shit. How much more?” “All of it.” with Frankie looking at Swim.
Next Morning
You both walked to the biker gang shop in hand, seeing it in the morning was soo different, it was so quiet and peaceful. Frankie jiggles the doorknob is locked, you both look to see Kev’s car is still here, with Lee and Kev sleeping in the car, you both walk to the car he knocks on the window, waking them up out of their sleep “What time is it?” he smiles “What’s up man?” a sleepy drunk voice coming from the back “Saint?” “Did the boss man ever show up?” “Did he ever? fuck is wrong with you.” Kev still sleepy “Devon was mad as hell, man you almost got me killed man shit would’ve been better though I’m never drinking again.” Frankie felt sorry “My bad man. Sorry we left, we just had to leave, get my mind right.” Lee not believing “All night?” he nods his head “Got caught up.” they both suck in their lips and making a scoff “Come on, man Open the door shit.” “Yeahhh shotgun.” Coming form Lee, you both moved into the backseat “Hey we hit 7-Eleven before we hit the highway”said Lee and getting in the car “Oh, yeah sure you know soon as Franklin tell us why he blew the deal, we drove all the fuck out here for. And why he got me kicked out of my own cousin’s spot. And where he been out all night, then we can go to 7-Eleven Leon!” Kev says sarcastically, Frankie pulls out a large bag of 12 large rocks of crack and showing it to them, they are confused never seen anything like that before “The hell-“ “Fuck is that?” Frankie looks at you and then turns to look at them and say
“Our future.” they roll their eyes and sucking in their teeth and talking under their breath “Man.” “Nigga you crazy man, fuck you talking about man? I don’t want to hear all that. We’re going home.” Frankie puts the bag back into his backpack and zips it back up, he puts his arm around you pulling you in closer to him, relaxing under his touch,snuggling up closer to his body, he gives you a forehand kiss “Go to sleep baby I’ll wake you up when we get there.” you close your eyes, resting your head on his shoulder, Kev turns on the engine and drives off back to South Central to dream about once again Franklin Saint.
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And that’s a wrap everyone, we finally meet the man who created crack and everyone will live happily ever after(not 👀) but I actually have a little break for myself bc I start a new job and i’m sooo excited to that god forsaken place, but enough about my real life. This chapter was alittle tame for me and i’ve been rewatching snowfall (big help!) but Lexi needs to stop lying to her momma, idk when i want to know when the momma’s in this storyline but the only thing I know is she ain’t gonna be happy 👀and did y’all see Damson’s look at the met gala, my man is fione like do you y’all ever get mad for when a nigga is sooo FIONNNEE (that’s me🧎🏿♀️) but thank you sosososo much for going with me on this journey, It’s been amazing.
Love, nazzy💕
Chapter 7
Summary:Making it back to L.A. to start cutting and bagging the crack, when Lee and Kev go to projects to give it away,and while you and Frankie have a moment to get together, when Jerome agrees to give out to the people in the neighborhood, you both walk back to the projects to if business is booming to find out Lee got his shoes blood, Frankie not seeing eye to eye and getting into to a fight with each other, giving Frankie the silent treatment, the next day you hear gunshots coming from the outside.
Warnings:afab-reader, n-word usage, cursing, descriptions of drugs (heavily), descriptions of blood(2 scenes), smut, unprotected p-in-v, creampie, ass eating, spanking, kissing, squirting, oral (fem rec.), fighting
Word count: 3.5k mdni!(18+) Happy reading!
This takes place in episode 8
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Same Morning
Hands slightly shaking you to wake up “Baby we made it back, come on wake up.” you look around to be parked out in front of Frankie house, you groan “What time is it?” Kev turns around to look at you “It’s one-thirty.” Frankie nudges you “Come on let’s go inside, my moms is at work right now.” you all get out the car to walk inside, you also see your momma’s car is gone as well ‘I wonder what she’s doing right now’ to walk on the steps to have Frankie opening the door with his keys and opening for you three and closing it, you all walked to frankie’s room, he close his door and walks to grab his mirror on the wall and sets it on his made up bed and opening his backpack and sets the crack on the bed “Alright, Kev, Lee, and Lexi y’all are gonna cut it, I’m gonna bag it.” Lee opens the bag, takes a rock on the mirror, Frankie grabs two razor blades to give the boys to cut it.
It's been a hour since y’all been doing this and your fingers hurt, you kept cracking your knuckles, cutting the rock into smaller rocks and putting in a dime-bags, Frankie is sitting on chair next to his desk putting the small rocks in a large ziplock bag, Lee looking tired “Aye man can’t we get some bitches to do this.” Lee pointing at the crack, Frankie looks at Lee, smilinging “Already did.” you and Kev flips off at Frankie and Lee sucks in his teeth and continues to cut the crack, you turn to Frankie “So how much are we gonna sell these for?” Looking at the small rocks and putting them in a large zip lock bag “ Well we're not gonna sell it, we’re gonna give it away actually.” Frankie stops to look at you, Lee stands up “What? What do you mean we’re not gonna sell for how much crack we have.” Frankie stood up as well. “No one in L.A. knows what this is and we need to make a market for it, and when they do come back we’ll tell them to bring ten for the next day.” Kev looks at the rock “So what’s up you gonna let us try the sample this time?” He groans “Just tell them that is good Kev?” Kev looks back at the rock “Yeah I wanna know how good?” He rolls his and walks to the window and opens it all the way “Aight go ahead on you, but only for you don’t get an addiction to that shit man.” Kev looks for a pipe and holds it up “What do you think, this will work?” You stand up to look at Kev with him putting the rock in the pipe and cracks the lighter.
The three of you are standing in front of him, looking closely as he inhales the smoke, like in slow motion, he blows the smoke out in y’all faces, he falls back with his white bucket hat almost falling off, Lee grabs the pipe and lighter out of his hand, Kev slowly sits on the bed with stumbling back as well, he looks spaced out and starts giggling at the ceiling, Lee shakes his head “I’m good with that.” not wanting to try the product and Lee puts the pipe and lighter down “We gon make bank.” Kev is still dazed out, you walk to him and gently tap him on his face, slowly coming back to earth “Kev you there? Kev.” Once he was back to earth, you walk out the room to the kitchen to grab a glass of water for him, running the faucet and stop it and walking back to the room and closing the door and handing the cup to Kev and he drinks all of it “Aight we gonna finish the batch and once we’re done y’all are gonna go to the projects and give it away.” And it took a few more hours to finish the batch. Once the boys left it was just you and Frankie just sitting on the bed, he stands up to put the rest of the crack under his bed and sitting on the bed with you he rubs your knee, slowly “So what did you want to do now?” his hand reaches up closer to your thigh “I got somethin’ on my mind that I wanna do?”
You lay back on his bed “O my god Frankie you are a fein.” laughing as you say it “How can I not be baby with you lookin’ so good touchin’ your supple thighs and this fat pussy.” He pinches your ass “Ouch that hurt me, I think you have to kiss it now to make it feel better.” he smiles “Oh I can make it feel better, I’ll make you feel better all over, especially right here.” his fingers touching over you jean covered pussy, putting his hand against you, rubbing his fingers slowly, you spread your legs wide, he takes his hand away to start to button your jeans, taking your panties off as well, you sit up to take off your long sleeve off and Frankie takes off his clothes and climbs on top of you, scooting back to his headboard, he stops right in front of you, looking at you “Does that ass still hurt?” you smile “I still think so baby, I need to kiss it.” he grabs your hips to flip you over on your stomach and pull you up with your ass up “Mhmm baby you have such a beautiful ass.” he starts kissing on your ass, working up to your mark, he pecks all over it, he wraps his arms around your legs, you moan “I need you inside of me baby.” he pulls away “Patience baby, I’m a give it to you.” he inches closer to your pussy, feeling his breath on you, his lips touching your pussy, his tongue grazing over your clit “Fuck yeah baby.” he starts moaning into your pussy, feeling the vibration on your clit, wanting more, you push back against his face, he takes his hand to spread your cheeks apart “If you want that ass to feel better, let me eat it.” looking at your forbidden knot “Yes baby, please eat it.” he flattens his tongue up to your ass, he slides his tongue around your knot “Ughh Frankie fuck.” trying to put your hand on head, you keep moaning, he’s eating you from the back, having this new sensation feeling, his lips kissing right on your hole “Fuck baby even this ass taste good.” he keeps eating you, he slides his tongue down to collect the cum that was coming out of you, still working you out, eating you like you were his last meal “Baby I can’t take this shit no more I need you to fuck me.” pleading to him “Nut on my face and then I’ll fuck you baby.” The heat in your stomach, like a stretched out rubber band, pulling on each side and then it snaps, you cum all over his face “ugh-h fuckkk oh shit.” he sucking on your soul “That’s it baby, keep nuttin’ on my face.” and you did, releasing your enesence on his lips, eyes in the back of your head, shaking all over, your legs feel like jello he comes up and kiss your back up to your shoulder, you see his handsome ass all wet of your essence on his face kissing your lips “Fuck baby, you got me so hard right now.” slipping his tongue in yours, tasting yourself while you kiss him.
He slips in without hesitation stroking inside of your walls just hitting your spot over and over and over, he grabs your arms to put them behind your back, leaving you helpless and just taking it. “You are so tight baby…. baby you better take this fuckin’ dick, yeah you like this shit huh? yeah fuck back at me fuck.” moving your hips back to the force that he is giving you, he takes one of hand off of you, he rubs his hand on your cheek and slapping it hard, you scream and he smacks you again and again and moves down to pussy starting to rub your clit “Nut on my fuckin’ dick come on baby, you can do it. Do it for me, I’m right here.” you couldn’t stop moaning, even if you wanted to you couldn’t “Fuckk-k Fra-ankie I th-ink i’m gonna cummm-mm ughh-hh.” a wet splash was coming out of you, making Frankie strokes wetter and hotter “Ooohh shhhi-tt baby, yeah get this….fuckin’ dick…wet….” It’s becoming too much for you, how Frankie is fucking you and rubbing you, you try to jolt away from him “Were you think you goin’? stop runnin’ run me.” he pumps a few more times and releases his cum inside of you, forcing his hips deep inside so nothing would come out, he releases your arms and rolls over on his bed “Does your ass feel better now?” giggling at his joke, sitting up to look at him “Yes it does thank you for making it feel better.”
Same Night
While Kev and Lee are at the projects giving away the crack, you and Frankie change into some fresh clothes Frankie was wearing a red striped multi colored shirt with yellow and brown going across his chest, he grabs his backpack and straps it on and you changed in a light blue crop top and some jean shorts, you both walk to out of his house to walk to his unc’s house to show him a new drug he found, your hands are interlocked, Frankie walks into the house first then you “Wassup nephew, Sup Lexi.” Jerome sees you both coming in and Louie stands up to give you a hug and frankie as well “Aye I wanna show y’all somethin’.” Frankie takes off his backpack and opens the zipper and pours out small rocks of crack on their coffee table “Price point is right. We don’t have to sell it to the white folks or mexicans, off a single key the way we cut it we make fifty-selling nickels. But if it catches on and we set the market, we sell dimes.” Louie looks at Jerome “100,000 off of a single key?” you both nod your head “Uhh-huh. And people will come back, try it if you want to.” Frankie tells Louie “Oh, fuck that, nah I’ve been with fools into freebase that shit is nasty.” Frankie chuckles “All I know is, this will catch on and we could be makin’ seven figures a month.” pointing at the crack. “Allright. We’ll give away your little shit for right now and see how this goes.” Frankie claps his hands, you smile Frankie daps up Jerome and you give him a hug and louie of course and before y’all left Jerome wants to know what Frankie is gonna do when this shit starts poppin’ off, he tells him that he’s thinkin’ on it and Jerome wants he to keep thinkin’ on it and say your goodbyes and walk towards the projects.
“It’s great that your unc said yes, this will help us in the long run.” Frankie grabs your hand to kiss it “Yes it is baby.” you walked on the court to see Kev and Lee still there and waiting for the both of you “Sup man how’s it goin’.” Lee sitting on a table and Kev kicking the basketball with his feet “Told you nigga, some fat-ass hobo pulled a knife on me.” your eyes widened seeing Lee’s chucks had blood all of them “You okay though?” you asked Lee “Yeah goot his blood all over my fucking kicks man.” “Yeah but you good though?” Frankie asked him “Yeah. he ain’t stick me, but you gonna reimburse me for these shoes though.” Frankie lets go over your hand and walks away with a chuckle “Yeah man sure.” Frankie sounded sarcastic “I’ll give you fifty cents, you can walk your ass down to Goodwill.” Furring your brows together not liking how Frankie is talking to Lee and he stands up and walks towards Frankie “Man fuck you.” Frankie turns around “Wait you forreal right now?” Even Though Lee is shorter than Frankie he’s still standing ten toes down “Real as death nigga, and I want a little extra to pay my frayed nerves. Hazard pay.” Kev agrees with Lee “It’s fair Saint I mean we are putting our lives on the line for this thing man.” Frankie is not happy “You wanna talk about lives on the line? I almost died twice since I’ve started this shit.” Lee being fed up “Man, this is nigga full of excuse, but you ain’t but a cheap ass motherfucka.” Frankie laughs “You get poked one time by some junkie ass blade what about me? I’ve been robbed, beat, shot at. You wanna talk about hazard pay, where's my hazard pay, motherfucka.” Looking around you see a crowd forming in, everyone looking at y'all “You know what? Fine, you want some money? Here take some money.” Frankie takes out a band of money and takes some out to throw it Lee’s face. He steps up to Frankie and points his finger in Frankie’s face “Man who do all the fuckin’ killing for you, man?” You and Kev pick up the money on the floor so no one could get it, Frankie not breaking eye contact “Step the fuck back.” Lee keep pushing the issue “But now, you’re some king or some shit. You gonna tell me how to wipe my fuckin’ ass?” Frankie pushes Lee a few steps back “I said step the fuck back!” people groaning at the scene “Frankie stop it.” You tell him and Lee picks up a basketball throws at Frankie and hitting him in the face “Fuck” he yells and Lee picks up Frankie and tackles him, Frankie is hitting Lee on his back and Lee slams him on the ground there are wrestling eachother for the upper hand and just before shit gets out of hand you and Kev break up the fight.
Pulling Frankie off of Lee and pushing him away “You need to calm the fuck down now.” Kev coming into the middle to separate them apart “Hey, back- hey back up man! Cool out man y’all actin’ like some bitches! Fuck.” Frankie not done “We’re sitting on top of a fuckin’ goldmine and if you don’t fuck it up!.” Lee walks away “Man fuck you! and fuck all this shit man!.” and Frankie is still going “Leon Simmons is the man with the fucking plans, huh?” Lee walks away to grab his stereo and leave. You and Kev kept calling Lee to come back and he’s not listening. Now you’re piss at Frankie, not seeing where Lee is coming from and pay him some respect, You turn to Frankie “What the fuck was that shit.” he sighs “Baby, Lee is acting like a bitch right now.” You roll your eyes and put your hand in front of his face “No Franklin the only person that is a bitch right now is you.” and with that you walked back to your house without saying goodbye to them.
Next Morning
You heard your momma walk into your room dress up in her work outfit “Hey sweetie, your awake.” You didn’t get any sleep last night, reliving the fight between Frankie and Lee and Frankie even tried to see you up last night by tapping your window, and you gave him the silent treatment and eventually he left. “Yeah momma, after sleeping over at shon-shon’s I’m glad to be back in my own bed.” you smile at her “Well I’m off to work and I made some dinner last night I made fried chicken and mashed potatoes, it’s in the fridge.” nodding your head “Okay thank you momma, love you” “Love you too sweetie.” and with that your momma left to go to work.
You’ve been relaxing since this morning, not really doing anything and you open all of your windows to have the fresh air going in your room, your pink curtains are blowing in the wind and then you were wearing you pj’s and robe on top you hear Lee banging on the door of the Saint residence “Aye Saint, you home. Man come on, my bad about yesterday all right, open up if you in there let’s squash this shit man. Saint.” Tired of hearing the banging, you get up to your front door to tell Lee that he’s not there, and once you open the door you see Lenny shooting Lee twice, one in the leg and one in the stomach, Lee runs to the back yard to hide out. Lenny runs back to his car to drive off, immediately you close the door to grab a towel from your closet and running out the front door to Frankie’s house and going through the fence to see Lee bleeding out through his tan two-piece, putting the towel on stomach “Leon, your gonna be okay, okay keep your eyes open for me.” Putting pressure on the wound and the blood on your hands and you take off your robe to wrap it around Lee's leg to stop the bleeding, his eyes closing in with heavy breathing and Frankie comes running outside to see both of you bloody as shit “Motherfucka caught me slippin’ man.” Frankie takes off his light blue button up shirt to put it over your towel, with Frankie fast thinking he runs inside to call an ambulance and they need to hurry up “I don’t wanna die lexi, I don’t wanna die.” with tears coming out of his eyes “You’re not gonna die, I’m not gonna let that happen. just keep your eyes open for me.” Frankie says that they're on their way and with just a whisper Lee says “The crack, the crack, hide the crack.” You both look at each other “Fuck!” and Frankie runs back inside of the house to grab all the drugs in his room and stuffing it in his backpack and he runs back outside, looking for somewhere to stash it “Put it in my room Frankie hide it in my closet.” Frankie hops over the fence and jumps through your window, putting his bag away in your closet and putting clothes on top it and coming back. You both are putting pressure on his wounds “They’re on their way Lee.” Hearing the sirens coming closer to the house “I don’t wanna die.” you both say “You’re not gonna die.”
The ambulance stopping in front of the house and the paramedics coming with a gurney, they put Lee on it and run back to the ambulance and drive to the hospital. Two cops pull up to the house for questions, “So what happened?” one of the cops asked, ready to write everything down you looked dazed with Lee’s blood all over you, Frankie speaks for the both of you “We were just chillin at my girls house and then we heard gunshots. so I walked outside to see and then Lexi look at her window and we saw Lee layin’ on the ground and that’s when we came.” “And ma’am, what did you see?” the other cop asked, you look up at him “Yeah we were just relaxin’ in my room, and then we heard gunshots, it scared the shit of us, and looked out my window to see Lee on the ground.” “And did you get a look on the shooter, maybe see who it was?” you both said no.
Even though you both know who it was. “Alright let’s go to the station so this can be reported, you guys can change before we leave.” Frankie walks back inside to put on his red stripe shirt back on, he comes back to see your still standing there, he puts a hand on your lower back “Come on baby let’s get you change.” you silently nod your head and start walking to your house. Walking through the front door and leaving it open for him, he closes it, still walking to your room and sitting on the bed, Frankie comes in to your room and a fresh shirt and shorts for to change, he grabs your shirt to lift it up and over your head and puts the clean one on, still daze on what happen with Lee praying that he is still alive, he takes off your shorts and outs the clean one on “Okay baby we need to get our story straight before we go there baby?” you look at him, tears swelling up in your eyes and coming down on your face, he wraps his arms around you pulling you in almost like you couldn’t breathe “Let’s just say we’re in your room, just chillin’ and that’s when we heard the gunshots coming from my house.” you nod your head “Okay baby let’s go.” he pulls away and smiles at you, grabbing your hand to walk back to the cops.
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And that’s a wrap everyone thank you to everyone who have been liking my story it means alot to me and I can’t help to add a little smut I believe that Frankie needs to get it in every night with Lexi(😏), I still have not came up with a title yet but I’m still thinking (irl: my life has been pretty hectic) And what is the tea? The boys are fighting?, I’m trying to put more dialogue with lexi, instead of trying to write what they only saying in the show, but thank thank you again for reading and now on to Chapter 8
Chapter 8
Summary: you and Frankie walked from the station to home and just wanted to wash off the blood of you and go to bed. The next day Frankie comes by to apologize to you about the way he was acting the other night and you have a sit-down with Ray-Ray to come up a plan to get rid of Lenny, you met Rob and he takes you and Frankie to has lavished house and spend the night once the night comes you, Frankie, and Jerome drive out the desert to meet Ray-Ray
Warnings :afab-reader, n-word usage, cursing, crying, minor character death, description of blood (2 scenes) lying- ass lexi, unprotected p-in-v, creampie, oral(fem rec.), massive daddy kink(i’m a whore), squirting, ass-eating, choking, spanking
Word count :5.3k mdni+ Happy reading
This takes place in episode 9 and 10
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You're walking down the inside of the street and Frankie's eyes are peeled open looking everywhere and a car slowly passes by you both, Frankie steps in front of you shielding your body as the car keeps driving, he takes a deep breath and touches your hand “I hope Leon is okay baby?” you look up at him, tears swelling up in your eyes and then you break down. You couldn’t stop crying, feeling your breath going too fast for you “Breathe baby, you need to breathe, Lee is going to be okay.” your gasp. “Seeing Leon in all of that blood, I couldn’t stop thinking about you if that ever happened to you.” he leans into you, putting his soft lips on you “That’s never going to happen, you know these little niggas know not to fuck with me.” your breathing starts slowing down finally breathing through your nose “We should probably go home I know your momma is waiting for you.” you kiss Frankie once more and start walking down your street.
Entering your house and seeing your momma sitting on the couch in her moomoo, she runs towards you and wraps your arms around you “O my god baby I was so worried about you Marla called me at work and I heard you were at the station because of Leon.” you put your head down, feeling your tears coming back and really start sobbing and you couldn’t stop, just tears streaming down your face “I think I should go take a shower.” “Do you want me to help you?” shaking your head no “It’s okay momma I think I just need to get clean and go to sleep goodnight momma.” “Goodnight baby.” you kiss your momma on the cheek and walk toward to your bathroom, turning on the faucet so the water can get hot and you took off your clothes off and grabbing your shower cap to put it on then stepping into the tub, feeling your bones aching under the pressure and looking down to see blood coming off you and draining into the sink. Not wanting to think about it again and grabbing your washcloth to get it wet and grab your soap and washing it together, washing you whole body including you feet and once you rinse down you turned off the faucet, drying yourself off and wrapping it around you, doing your skincare routine and brushing your teeth, you step out into your room. Closing the door behind you, changing into your pj’s and wrapping your hair and getting under the covers feeling your body relaxing under the sheets and opening your eyes to your closet.
You hear your momma leaving the house without saying goodbye to you and going to work, you continue to rest your eyes feeling yourself fall back to sleep and then a knock erupts on your window standing up to see who is knocking on your window this early in the morning, pulling you blinds a part to see Frankie smiling at you, he was wearing a light brown shirt with khakis pants and black adidas, his shirt is making his chocolate skin pop even more, you open the window “Nigga why is you knockin’ on my window this early.” He smiles even more “Good morning to you too baby.” he grips the bannister to steps into your room, stepping back to give him room “I was gonna go to the mall today to get Lee some new sneaks. And I want to apologize to you about the way I was actin’ last night it wasn’t right.” Nodding your head “I forgive you baby I know what you’re doing is a lot to handle, but you can’t be actin’ like that anymore.” “You right baby,thank you aight get dress we need to leave. I don't want any the shoes be gone because of you.” rolling your eyes “Whatever nigga.” you kiss his lips and Frankie walks into the closet to grab his backpack he’s just holding on to the straps and sits on the bed and you change into a blue crop top stopping at your hips and booty shorts and white shoes and you take off bonnet, grabbing your pick to push your curls up and out. “Aye let’s go back to my place so I can drop off my bag.” “Alright baby let’s go.”
Making to Lee’s house in the projects Frankie walks in first, seeing Lee’s siblings doing katare in the family room he busts in doing fake moves with the kids and fake losing with the little boy “Alright alright you win hmmm y’all want to get some candy.” the kids jump excitedly and scream, Frankie hands them a twenty dollar bill “Aye bring me some lemonheads.” Lee is laying on the couch with a bandage on his leg with boxers and a muscle shirt “You a lemonhead.” coming from the little boy “Sup Frank sup Lexi.” Frankie walks closer to Lee to show him a fresh pair of sneaks “Hazard pay.” Lee looks at him “What about my shirt?” Frankie looks confuse “I’m just fuckin’ with you.” you all giggle “Nigga you stupid.” you both sit the the smaller couch looking at this old Bruce Lee movie “How you feeling Lee.” he looks at you “I’m gonna need another hit of them happy pills soon. Then I ain’t gonna hear shit what yo nigga gotta say mmhmm so when we mackin’ our move?” Frankie takes a breath “Mhmm workin’ on it man.” Lee smacks his lips “I could still step to a motherfucka right now.” you giggle “Nigga you can’t even step.” they both laugh at your joke “Them niggas always riding together.”Lee sits up “Not when they rolled up on me, just Lenny .” “Nahh that can’t be right.” “Nigga don’t tell me. I was there.” “He’s right. When I went outside I only saw Lenny leaving in his car.” Seeing the gears turning in Frankie's head coming up with a plan “Man you gonna be able to do this shit without me?” “I can’t lie man having you on the bench ain’t ideal.” “Well look it ain’t about pay back alright? It’s about rep you gotta let these niggas know right here right now we offical ‘cause you don’t motherfuckas gonna be comin’ at us alright?” Nodding his head know he’s to come up with a plan to get rid of Lenny.
Large warehouse that the music bumping there was two guards standing out in front “We just need to talk to claudia.” the two guards give you both a pat down and one of them nods his head and let’s you in the building walking into section to see people dancing and doing drugs in the corner there was young women with tiny clothes on looking at the man to give them some money, walking up the steps to see a light-skin women with long locs out in a bun, she was wearing a long green and blue swirl dress with flip flops “Thank you Wayne and hmm what do we have hear who’s this Franklin?” the women walks up to you to object you “This is Lexi she’s my girlfriend.” the woman looks surprised “Girlfriend? If I knew you this was your girlfriend I would gotten her first my name’s Claudia.” he steps closer to you “Claudia I need you to set up a sit down with Ray-Ray.” she puffs “A sit down nigga you’ve been watch to many movies and if I do want do get in return?” he looks perpexled “What do you want?” she smirks “Mhmmm what do you think?” and turns to you, slowly backing away from her “What if you get Louie?” trying to make a deal without you in it “Mhmmm okay but I want her to come here tonight.” nodding his head “Deal I’ll let her know.” he puts his hand up to shake and she agrees.
You both were waiting for Ray-Ray to come in this old burger shack right down the street from you, sitting in a booth “What if he doesn’t show up.” “Ohh he’ll be here I know Claudia talked to him.” he arm extended on the armrest and he did, coming in and seeing you both and takes a seat in front of you “So Claudia laid it all out?” “Yeah she laid it all out, what you think was going to happen? beat down my homie, fuck up his place.” Frankie smirks and points at his scar above his brow “You see that I was beat down first and we weren’t the ones who did to him.” Ray-Ray scoffs “Yeah, well we took care of them HTB arcade niggas.” “You know matter of fact our next neighbor is a cop, said he saw two guys scopin’ out my place and he’s tracking them down right now.” Ray-Ray laughs not believing “That’s how it’s goin’ down? you snitch motherfucka?” and cop walks in to order his food Ray-Ray becomes uncomfortable “If you’re lookin’ for some type of truce, you’re in the wrong place.” ‘No, no, no, no no truce.” Ray-Ray looking confused “Then what the fuck is we doin’ here?” Frankie leans in “We gonna talk business. Because that’s what it’s about right? Money?” you all still continue talking about Lenny and thirty minutes after Ray-Ray left the burger shack, you and Frankie were looking at Ray-Ray's car driving off to the streets.
Frankie stops in front of the payphone and digs in his pockets to grab some quarters and puts them in the slot, picks up the phone and dial a number “Sup Rob what’chu doin?....huh..well I was calling you to see if we can crash at your place.” hearing another voice coming through the phone “Ohh well I was going to have my girl come over if that’s cool, oh shit really aight I’ll see you in ten minutes.” he hangs up the phone and turns to you “His parents are outta town this weekend, so we’ll kinda of have a place to our self.”
A blue pickup truck stops in front of you and the window rolls down and seeing a white boy with shaggy brown hair “Sup Frankie.” Frankie walks to the car “Sup man, come on baby.” you enter first and the white boy sticks out his hand wanting to shake yours “Heyy I’m Rob, nice to meet you.” and you shake his hand “Hiii I’m Lexi-” “Now baby why won’t you tell him your real name.” you roll your eyes “My real name is Alexia.” “That's a very pretty name Lexi.” Frankie closes the door in the backseat with you and Rob starts driving off to his house.
Rob pulls up to a gated community and enters in the pincode, passing through gates you duck your head to look at the beautiful mansions with palm trees and large front lawns “Woow, look at the one Frankie.” pointing your finger at a large all white house and a dark green double doors he ducks his head next to yours “Yeah it is baby, coming home to you in a house like that with little minis me and you together.” Rob pulls up to his long driveway with large bushes leading up to the house he parks in front of his house, the lights were still on. Frankie steps out first and holds the door for you, stepping out as well to seeing little peeks coming from you, Rob walks towards the house and unlocks it and goes first and you look all around you from the large chandelier hanging above you, to the sexual art hanging on the wall and a large a tiger rug running across the family room “Rob is this house is amazing, what do your parents do for a living?” Rob chuckles at you “My parents work in adult entertainment, like they do porn.” whipping your head so fast with your eyes bulging out Frankie is touching his neck and rubbing it slowly “I’m guessing Frankie hasn’t told you about that side hmh?” “No he didn’t. Not that I’m not judging at all, I'm just surprised.” “Your good Lexi here let me show y’all your room.” Rob walks up the stairs, you both follow and enter to a large hallway with multiple doors and entering a bedroom and turning on the lights to see with a large king sized bed with dark sheets and white pillows, plants roaming in the corners of the room and a full length mirror in the corner facing the bed “There’s a bathroom in here and fresh towels and clothes too.” Frankie daps up on Rob “Thanks man I appreciate it.” Rob pulls him in and pats his back “Anytime brother, my room is across the hallway, y’all have good night.” and that Rob had left.
You both step out of the shower and drying your body on the shelf was a bottle of lotion, starting with your arms, to your chest, to your legs and feet Frankie grabs the bottle and squirt some in his hand and rub it together, he starts at your shoulders, rubbing it in your skin and to your mid-back and finally to your ass “That feel good baby.” his fingers digging on your ass, you nodded “Fuck baby yess.” his hands move up to your waist “Bend over for me baby I wanna see you what I do to you in front of this mirror huh.” you look up to see Frankie staring at you, he grabs your thigh to lay in on the counter he squats down to be eye level with your pussy and feeling your lips being spread open “Mhmm your pussy is soo perfect you drippin’ for me already.” His lips latch onto you his tongue spreading you everywhere, gripping the counter and your eyes back “Frankie fuck oh shit baby.” feeling your leg falling asleep and slowly putting it down, a large hand grips the back of your thigh “Don’t you fuckin’ dare, put that fuckin’ leg back up.” groans coming out your mouth “Frankieee.” you look back at him seeing him on his knees, he gives you an assuring smile “You be aight, let me just make you feel good.” and goes right back to your pussy and holding your thigh up, laying back down on the cool countertop hearing Frankie sucking at your clit, pecking at your lips he drags his tongue up to your crack, his hands grabbing at your globes to spread them apart, you jolt up when you felt hot spit touching your rim passing down to your pussy, Frankie collects the spit and push in your pussy, fingers working you in and out over and over and over, Frankie returns to your ass eating you like it’s your pussy your moans erupting out of your mouth “Ohh baby fuck daddy, I feel so good.” “You feel so good babygirl, why do you feel so good babygirl?” you groan “YOU it’s be-cause of yo-uu.” “Then show me how good daddy makes you feel good.” his tongue working down to your pussy and flicking your clit back and forth “Oh fuck.” your thighs were shaking screaming out your groans “Fuckfuckfuck baby ughh.” “That’s it, baby nut on my face.” feeling yourself cumming and wetting all over his face, his pulls out his fingers and still kissing your pussy “I could eat you all day.” he stands up and puts his hips to your ass and grabs your chin to look at him and puts his fingers in your mouth. Frankie dick sliding in between your cheeks, pulling his fingers away from you to your hips and pulling your back, he leans forward to pull you up to look at yourself “Look at me when I slide it in baby huh, can you do that for daddy?” nodding, wanting to feel him inside of you.
The stretch always felt different for you feeling Frankie sliding inside of you, you both moan when Frankie hips touch your ass and sliding out and back in “Fuck baby I got you this wet huh.” you rest your head on his shoulder, kissing his neck “Yes daddy fuck you’re fucking me soo ughh fuckkk dad-dyy.” his hand slides up to touch your breast kneading so rough, grunts coming from him “You so fuckin’ tight, suckin’ me in babygirl.” he smacks your ass “Mmhm you like this shit don’t you huh you gettin’ wetter by the second mm-mmhm.” he moves his hand up to your neck, his large fingers gripping the sides of you, you start to lose yourself with your breath being cut off and your eyes rolling in the back of your head and biting your lip, feeling the wetness running down “Open your eyes for daddy, babygirl.” opening them to see Frankie smirking at you,a tear rolling down your face “Why you cryin’ babygirl?” you moan in his mouth and grabbing his neck to pull in for a kiss, it was nasty feeling his tongue sliding in your mouth his lips overpowering you like he was taking your soul “Dad-dy I’mm-m gonna cumm.” he kisses you while stroking your cheek “You need to look at yourself first babygirl, you need to see how good you mackin’ daddy feel right now.” your eyes drift down to look at yourself, you look a mess. You start to close your eyes and Frankie leans down to your ear “You open your eyes. right. fuckin’. now.” his strokes hitting with every word, screams coming out of you and eyes move to Frankie seeing him in all his glory, like looking at a king he nods his head and smiles at you “What’s the matter baby? Are you about to nut babygirl? You wanna nut on big daddy’s dick, don’tchu you wanna get me wet huh.” you feel your pussy gush to the words of Frankie “Oh fuck daddy.” he smacks your ass “You like this nasty shit, I know you, you about to nut aint’chu.” Your leg has completely fallen asleep, but you didn’t give two shits about that right now your stomach tightens feeling yourself to cum “Yesss I-I doo dad-dyyy.” “Then do it then babygirl nut on this dick right now I know, babygirl I know.” and you do and you look at your man the whole time, Frankie was biting his supple bottom lip, his sexy brown eyes and his scrumptious chocolate skin then pumps a few strokes in you then explodes inside of you “Oh-hh fucc-kk bab-ygirl, I can’t get enough of you fuck.” he leans in close to grab your cheeks and gives you long wet kiss. “I’m sleepyyy daddyyy.” he nods his head “Okay babygirl, let’s get you to bed.” slowly pulling out of you and cum oozing out of you “I can’t feel my legs I feel like a noodle.” Frankie lifts you up in his arms, picking you up like a feather. “Then I did my job then huh.” He walks over to the bed and move the sheets back then lays you gently on the bed and kisses on the head “Good night babygirl, don’t let the bed bugs bite.” you smile and crank your neck “And if you do, get your shoes and you wack them until there black and blue.” he giggles “I didn't know there was a part two to that.” Frankie climbs in the bed with you, pulling you into his strong arms “Good night baby.” “Good babygirl.”
You get dropped off with Frankie, Rob parks his blue and black pickup truck in front of Jerome's place and you grab the door handle “Thank you Rob for dropping us off.” you open the door and taking a step on the sidewalk “Yeah thanks man, for letting us crash at your place.” he pats Rob on the shoulder “Anytime brother and give Leon my best.” Frankie steps out the truck and closes the door “Oh don’t forget, up there to the left it’s the freeway, don’t get lost again.” Rob pulls off to drive up to the freeway, you both walk inside to see Jerome counting a table full of money “Ayee Good morning nephew and good morning Lexi.” you both say good morning Jerome and Louie walks in with her with her teacup and takes a seat “Still going good huh?” Frankie askes Jerome “Better than good nephew, and I don’t know why you sleeping at that white boy house like we ain’t got a perfectly good couch.” Louie smirks at his statement “I think you answered your own question.” You tried to hold in your laugh as Frankie chuckles and your both take you your seats “Look we need to re-up on this powder.” Jerome still counting the money “No problem.” “You got any idea where we gon’ cook up this next batch.” Frankie eyes shift to look at the kitchen, Jerome takes a double take “I know you ain’t just look at my kitchen like you plan to use it, we gonna rent a place some place we can store it and cook the product.” and Louie gets a few hundred dollars “Louie I’ma put you on that.” Louie put the money in her bra “Boy we need to talk turkey.” “I feel the product’s price is right.” Jerome lips pull in a grin “I ain’t talkin’ bout the product. Now when you first came to me you said wanted to split this down the middle fifty-fifty.” Frankie scoffs at Jerome “Then what do you do huh? You turn me away, I ain’t given’ half away now.” Jerome laughs “Now I’m earnin’ if not them knuckleheads that y’all be runnin’ around with.” Jerome points at the both of you “And I can set your narrow ass straight.”
Frankie did not breaking his concentration “It’s my connect, my product, my process. I've already got Lexi, Lee, and Kev to take care.” he grabs a stack of cash and start counting “I’ve can give y’all ten percent.” Jerome haggles for forty percent “Twenty percent and that’s even pushin’ it.” Frankie smiles at his unc, Jerome chuckles “Twenty-five percent then we straight.” “Deal.” Frankie shakes hands Jerome “Ayee that’s my family right there! Move that. I’ma take a shit y’all keep countin’ that.” Jerome stands to walk to the bathroom Frankie turns to Louie “Ray-Ray thinkin’ on it, should know soon.” Louie sits up “Either way you gon’ take care of me right.” he nods his head “I gotchu you.” Louie looks deeper at Frankie “What about you? You alright? You juggling a lot of shit, you doin’ okay.” he lays his head on his hands and gives Louie a quick “Mhm.” and stares of into the distance.
You goes home and sees her momma’s car parked outside on the side driveway, you walk inside of the house to see your momma watching an old black exploitation movie “Where have you been Alexia? I’ve been waiting for you to come home last night! I thought you were hurt or killed somewhere.” you put your head down “I’m sorry momma I went to the hospital to go see Lee and I just got lost at the time and then I just stayed at Shon-Shon for the night.” she stands up to hug you pulling you in her arms “Well next time you wanna do something like that, you call me, don’t keep me in the dark I even bought you a pager for you, so don’t try not to lose this one this time.” “Thank you momma and Shon-Shon wants me to sleepover over at her house again and I’ll page you if something happens I promise.” Looking down at black pager with a sparkly pink case and a clip bend it, you kiss your momma on the cheek and thanked her walking to your room to pack a bag and changed into a white shirt and washed out jeans then before you left you saying goodbye and walked to Jerome’s house.
Pulling up to Avi’s place it had a tall gold gate that covered the front of the mansion it opens, Jerome pulls in to park in the corner of the driveway you, Frankie, Jerome, and Kev step out of the car, Frankie grabs his backpack “Okay y’all be cool, aight this motherfucka is crazy.” there was four men with all slicked back hair and large guns and you all spread your arms to get your pat down once your cleared you walked inside of the house everyone had ak-47’s and glocks on their hips. Avi wearing a versace tan shirt with khakis and gold shoes walks up to Frankie to give him a hug and shakes Jerome and Kev's hands then kisses your hand “Come, let’s go sit by the pool.” proceeding to the pool, there a large fountain in the corner and even a massive pool and a big slide on the side of the pool, you and Frankie take a seat with Avi, Frankie opens his backpack to hand Avi twelve stacks of money. Avi starts counting the money and since they were smaller bills he had to start over and over and over. It was so comical to you seeing Avi getting frustrated with money, Jerome is looking at everything “What’s up with these crates?” Avi looks up “What crates?” Jerome points down “These crates?” and Avi realized he lost his count “Motherfucker! YUDA!” and hands the gunman the money “Did you know Franklin saved Yuda’s life.” “No.” you and Jerome both say “It’s true..yeah he’s a good boy, so everytime he comes here. I offer him a drink, some snort, some pink he always says no.” You turn your head to see Kev putting his hand in the water, you take your pointer finger to say ‘come here’ to Kev, he walks up to the table “Shiit I’m good with any of those.” picking up the champagne bottle “Well I didn’t offer to you did I?” Avi turns to Frankie “The fuck you bring them here for?” “Told you. Business is ramping up. Means we’re gonna buy more, pay upfront that also means I might not be here to be making these runs.” Avi shakes his head “Noo it’s you I like, I trust, you put on the vest.”
The gunman says something in hebrew and Avi agrees the gunman walks away “Y’know Avi since you know we buyin in bulk, how do we do bit better on that price.” you and Frankie sit up “What?” coming from Avi, Jerome takes a seat next to Avi “I know you started the boy at twelve and how about how you shave a little off that price.” Avi’s realizing “Oh ohh maybe or maybe I’ll shave your eyebrows off your face and tell you to eat a donkey’s dick.” Frankie sticks out his hand “Come on Avi.” Avi grabs Frankie “And from now on it’s going to be thirteen a key.” the gunman comes back with two keys in his hands and sets them on the table Avi gives Frankie the two keys, he puts them in his backpack and closes the bag “Now get the fuck out.” Walking down the driveway “I told y’all to be cool.” Frankie walking in front with his hands in his pockets “Hey man it ain’t our fault the dude is crazy.” Kev says “Hey man he’s more than crazy, motherfucka racist.” Frankie stops and turns “It doesn’t matter unless y’all know where I can get pure product then Avi’s our guy.” Jerome taps Frankie shoulder “Look he has to be getting it somewhere and it’s much less than twelve a key and we get someone to scope out his place, get right to the source.” Frankie turns to walk to the car “Can’t just sit out and scope out his place, we’ll be arrested in five minutes.” “You right we can’t, but you know someone who can.” Rob can easily scope out Avi’s place.
Louie unlocks the door to an empty house with wood floors and a lamp in the corner with archway to the kitchen “Hey man this place is dope, I mean a few couches, some lava lamps and a big screen tv, hey we could have a waterbed in this motherfucka too.” Kev claps his hands “This ain’t no bachelor pad, it’s a good damn cook house, just calm yo ass down.” you put your hand on Kev’s shoulder and smile at him “Maybe we could a couple couches Kev.” Frankie walks in the kitchen, turning on the stove “We need to get the gas on, right away the stove is the whole point.” “Can get it done as early as tomorrow.” Frankie pager goes off and looks at it “Ray-Ray.” You, Frankie and Jerome walk to the car.
Jerome parks his car next to a oil well and leaving his lights on and few minutes later Ray-Ray pulls up and step out the car “I didn’t know y’all were bringing somebody.” Frankie steps forward “Just my uncle, hold up your end, you ain’t got nothin’ to worry about.” “Just be clear, I’m not the bitch here, whatever the fuck y’all did to Lenny really fucked him up, would’ve got us all killed.” Frankie nods his head “We know , you’re doin’ the right thing….get him out.” Jerome walks up to Ray-Ray “I’ma help you.” As Jerome walked away, you see the nervousness coming off Frankie. He puts his hands on the car and you pull him in for a quick kiss “You can do this baby.” Frankie told you what him and Lee talked about taking care his family his kinfolk and most importantly you. “Get yo ass up..Get up.” Jerome and Ray-Ray carry Lenny to sit him down in between the cars so he can see you and Frankie, Jerome holds Lenny in a chokehold “Motherfuckin’ Judas’s.” Ray-Ray looks at Frankie “All right we good?” Frankie walks closer to Ray-Ray “Afraid we ain’t, need to know word of this shit never gon leave this spot.” Frankie opens a switchblade “Nah man fuck that-man you told me to bring him here.” “Either you do it so I know you’ll keep your mouth shut or you’ll both be dead.” Frankie throws the blade to Ray-Ray “That wasn’t the deal.” you spoke “Well it’s the deal now.” Lenny is pleading with Ray-Ray “Come on Ray-Ray.” Frankie smiles “Hey man I understand this ain’t an easy ask..I know.” Frankie tosses a stack of cash to Ray-Ray “Plenty more where where that came from, we can use men who know how to handle theyself. Future could be bright.” Ray-Ray picks up the blade and walks towards Lenny “Hey man don’t you do this shit man, come on man.” Ray-Ray grips the blade tighter “I told you to let this shit go.” “Man you ain’t never gonna forget this shit, you won’t and you know it nigga.” Jerome opens up Lenny’s neck, Ray-Ray is still not moving, Frankie pulls his gun and pointed at the back of Ray-Ray head “Come on Ray-Ray.” Lenny is begging for his life “Look at me Ray-Ray, please look at me.” Frankie screams “Do it mothfucka!” Ray-Ray yells “Alright! Alright!” Ray-Ray walks up to Lenny and slices his throat, Jerome steps back to not get blood on his clothes. Lenny’s blood is running down his shirt and spilling on the dirt he’s became silence then the light leaving his eyes and becoming a lifeless soul.
“For Leon motherfucka.” Frankie whispers, he puts his gun under his belt “You ever wanna make some ends, you know where to find me.” and walks back to the car and opens the car for you to get in, once you got in, you share a quick look with Jerome and you both just look at Frankie, seeing in that state that he was so angry and relieve to be getting Lee’s lick back then Jerome drives off to leave Ray-Ray to dig for Lenny’s body.
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Another one thank you 🤣🤣 THE BITCH IS DEAD (FINALLY) thank you to everyone still reading this it really means a lot to me (side note irl: this has been a hard chapter for me to finish because me and partner are broken up and I had no desire to write, but the breakup was very mutual between us and after having closure with our relationship is much better now and she is my friend now☺️) but back on this story Lexi needs to stop lying’ to her momma 🫣 you know she ain’t gonna sis especially for that dick, it’s too bomb 😜 especially at Rob’s when he was fucking her from the back giving Lexi that dumb dick and making her to look at him, bitch you cannot tell me otherwise that you would not be dickmatize 🗣️🙋🏿♀️ speaking on that sis, that daddy kink Frankie new nickname is Snowdady, you can’t change my mind. Thank you again for taking the time to read this. See you on chapter 9💋
Love Nazzy 💕
Chapter 9
Summary:It’s been a couple of months since the business has started the air to becoming colder in South Central area and celebrating Frankie’s birthday and one gift he will cherish forever, one day getting a call from Avi saying he wants to meet and with lapd breaking into Avi’s place then arresting Avi and Lee, Frankie wanted him out that day and had to cough fifty gs for the lawyer and that raises a couple of eyebrows at y’all. And now the coke is all officially gone then Frankie comes up with a plan to drive down to Oakland to meet Swim to end up finally meeting the man that we all were looking for…. Avi’s connect.
Warnings:afab-reader, n-word usage, cursing, minor character death, kissing, oral (female & male rec.), sneak-peak of dad!frankie, making crack-rock, slight fear of heights
Word count:8.6k mdni+ Happy reading
This takes place in Season 2 ep. 1 and 2
Four Months Later
The business is going good, really really good. You and Frankie were the only ones that was allowed back to Avi’s place from now on, walking into the cookhouse to see Louie stirring the mason jar, you grabbed a black bandana and wrap it over your nose then tying it behind your head and grabbing kitchen gloves, then pouring equal parts of the baking powder and coke in the mason jar with a little bit of water and stirring in the water. Lee and Kev were breaking up the large rocks into smaller rocks then bagging them, Jerome, Peaches and a couple of other guys were bagging the rocks in chip bags. Once your shift was done, you went to the ice cream truck, had ice cream for the kids and rock for the adults. As the kids were coming up for the ice cream and the adults would walk around back to get their rock
Peaches is tying up the bags of money in the truck, while you and him were sitting on the car waiting for everybody to finish up, getting back to Jerome’s house he unlocks the backroom with two deadbolts behind it, Frankie opens it to show the back wall is in containers of money and Jerome dumps bags of money on the table, Jerome leaves to grab more bags of the money and left you and Frankie to count it.
Couple weeks later
Today is Franklin Saint's birthday. The man is turning the big 20. He wanted to do something small with just his family, friends and of course you. The gift you got him was a gold chain with the word ‘Saint’ in the middle and a fresh pair of white sambas with light blue stripes going on the sides. You had them both wrapped in birthday paper sitting next to you.
Once he enters to Jerome’s house seeing Lee making out with Wanda, he takes of his dark blue jacket, showing off his white shirt, blue and green shoulders and the color going across his chest, he sees you in the corner and Kev stops in his tracks “Ladies, I would like y’all to meet Franklin Saint aka our savior aka the big black apostle.” He smiles “Franklin’s fine, alright, nice to meet you ladies.” all the ladies smile at him, and one of them is staring a little too hard. Frankie walks away to greet Jerome “What’s up unc?” Jerome puffs out some smoke “Sup nephew.” He grabs some chips and starts eating them and sees you sitting on the couch “What you doin’ here alone?” you couldn’t wait to show Frankie what you got him, you pick up your large gift first and you handed it to Frankie “Happy birthday baby.” he looks down at the gift and takes the large gift and takes a seat next to you, opening his gift of a red adidas box carefully to see a pair of white sambas with a light blue stripes going across “Holy shit baby, you know I can never get enough with these shoes.” Frankie has been collecting sambas shoes for a while, the boy has a damn near obsession. He gives you a kiss “Thank you baby.” you smile “Your welcome baby, but I have one more gift.” you bend down to grab the smaller gift, your back was exposing to him showing your purple waist beads, you were wearing a black backless dress and black wedges with your necklace on display.
Suddenly you find your next gift, you handed it to him he opens the gift to see the gold chain with the words ‘Saint’ written on it, he holds it in his hands not saying anything “Do you like Frankie?” he turns to you “Of course baby I love it thank you really.” you kiss him on the lips “Your welcome baby.” Louie walks into the family room wearing a red long romper, Jerome slams his hand on the table “Goddamn! I don’t know how you got the energy.” Louie takes a couple twenty’s in her bag “If I got to spend my time my days in that cookhouse. I sure as hell ain’t spending my nights in here.” Jerome yells and takes a sip of his drink “Hey Peaches! Hey hey make sure she get to the club aight.” “Bye Jerome.” “Give me a kiss.” Jerome smacks her ass “Give Claudia a kiss for me too.” Louie looks back “I will if you want to.” “Tell her to come see my tree!” Louie laughs “She ain’t wanna see your tree, but she do like pie though…. I tell her that y’all said hi too.” you smile at Frankie “Come on, put it on.” he open the clasp and lock it behind his neck, as it lays there resting on his second button “What’chu think?” You rest your fingers to touch his necklace the smooth golden in cursive of his last name “I love it on you baby, the jeweler did a really good job gold is definitely your color.” he smiles at you showing his pearly white teeth he grabs your hand “Come on let’s go to our room.”
As you enter to the guest room Frankie starts kissing your neck feeling his gold rubbing against your neck, he spins you around to take you in his lips he slips off your dress and takes off his shirt to only have his necklace on he pulls down his khakis pants to show his red plaid boxers you push him on the bed you climb on top and makes out with him he grabs your ass and flips you over slowly takes off his boxers and starts to stroke himself he lowers himself on his stomach to face your pussy he leans down to kiss your soft inner thighs “I should be givin’ you head today it’s your birthday.'' he looks up “You right it’s still my birthday and one of my wishes is to eat you out.” he dips his head his tongue sliding all over your pussy he moans all over it. Loud banging was coming from down the hall. It sounds like Jerome is yelling “Open the gooddamn door! The fuck is wrong with you.” you put on your dress and Frankie puts on his boxers to see what the hell is happening Frankie opens the door first to see Jerome busting through his room to Kev with two girls in his bed Jerome grabs his shoe and smack one of the girls ass “Oh you wanna fuck in my house nigga.” and start smacking Kev he was naked to only have his bucket hat to cover himself he runs out of the room and down the stairs and Jerome chasing him “Grab his ass!” they both pass you, Frankie, Lee and you all laugh “Is that your birthday Franklin?” he smiles “Yeah and I was showing Lexi how thankful I was.” you smack his shoulder Lee sticks out his tongue out in disgust “Leon what’s taking you so long?” coming from Wanda inside of the room Lee touches his shoulder to say good night to him and Frankie copies “Good night Lee.” “Good night Lex.”
You both get undressed to get back on the bed you rest your head on the pillows spreading your legs “I think you want to finish what you started, birthday boy.” he smirks “I ain’t no boy, I'm older than you now.” He climbs on top of you his necklace dangling in front of your face your eyes switch back and forth to his face and neck “Well if I’m the birthday boy then I’m about to make to make one of my wishes come true.” you rise on your elbows “Can you tell me one of your wishes?” He pulls closer to your face grazing your lips “If I tell you. Then it won’t come true and one of my wishes will definitely come true.” kissing your lower stomach moving down to your pussy dragging his tongue to touch your clit and down to your lips and your softest walls gripping the sheets his hands grip your thighs to hold you in your place, your hands find their way to his hair your fingers touching his tight coils “Fuck baby oohh ughh shit.” Pants and moaning coming out of you he moans into your pussy feeling the vibration “That’s right baby you fuckin’ nut on my face.” Frankie slips his hands to your knees bending you in half seeing him admiring your pussy and let’s a long drop of saliva on your warm pussy before you could realize he is deeper in your pussy getting your juices all over his face the wetness leaking out of you then you try to fight back with closing your legs but there was no use you couldn’t win even if you wanted to. You continue to grind against his face he ate you up like you were his last meal he kept moving his face to rhythm of your hips your waist beads were riding up to the middle of your soft tummy once he felt you relax under grip he slowly rise to grab a small washcloth to clean up the excess of you and throws it in the dirty hamper “Thank you for my wish baby.” he kiss you “I’m still not tired.” you rolled on your stomach to crawl to where he was and opened your mouth to take him in your mouth “What do you say to the birthday boy baby?” you mumble ‘Thank you’ you look up to him to see that he is already looking at you “Stretch that throat baby I wanna fuck your throat.” you relax your throat to take him deeper feeling his slighty over gown bush touching your nose “Fuck-kk baby you’re taking me soo goo-od.” his chest is puffing out taking deep breaths and even deeper moans “I wanna see your eyes baby, let me see your eyes baby.” his hips strokin’ out of your mouth his necklace catching your eyes resting on his chest with his new accessory he fo’real could be a male model with the looks he was givin’ you, he grips the back of your head you grip his ass to bring him closer and cumming in your throat “Fuckkk baby I’m bout to nut baby ohh fuck.” there was so much sliding down your mouth tasting his musky and clean nut you take one more swallow to taste all of him “I’m glad to spend your birthday Frankie.” he grabs your face to pull you in a sloppy wet kiss “I’m glad too baby.”
A few days later you get an unexpected call to from Avi saying he wanted to do a another pickup “Just sayin’ a little heads up would be nice.” he’s holding a duffle bag of forty-two thousand dollars and Avi puts his arms up “But I like seeing you Frankie and the beautiful Lexi…eve-even Leon here is growing on me.” He pats on Lee’s shoulder “You know how stressful it is to ride through Encino with this much fuckin’ coin in the car?” Avi walks over to his bar “Okay, maybe Leon is not growing on me show much. I got a few ounces lying around somewhere so you don’t feel like you wasted your time. Muir go to the stash see what you can find for Frankie.” the gunman walks away “You got it.” Avi takes a sip of his drink “You know not too long ago you were happy with just a few hundred dollars.” “How we grow huh?” “Like weeds. Hey, on Friday both of you come over for shabbat dinner, wear a nice coat.” Avi pulls on his jacket “Come on Franklin and Alexia, you both have money now, get yourself a nice coat and flowy dress to match.” He puts his hand on Avi’s shoulder one of the gunmen comes back running back “Avi! Avi!” the men are scattering around trying to hide the drugs and the money “Hey what’s goin’ on?” you turned to look at Frankie “What did he say?” Frankie asking around Avi is speaking in hebrew to the gunmen to calm down “LAPD! HANDS UP LAPD.” He pats on your shoulder to run from the cops one of them starts chasing you “Right there! Don’t move!” you run around the house to see a fence blocking you Frankie throws the duffle bag over the fence and hops over it effortlessly you climb the fence and Lee pushes you over the fence to escape you run to Frankie and see Lee getting handcuff “You thought you can run from me punk ass kid.” Lee puts his hands on his head “Shut the fuck up.” and gets dragged back to the house.
Frankie finds a payphone to make a call to Jerome “What’s up nephew, you heard anything from Avi.” Frankie hands you the duffle bag “Hey unc and Avi got raided the cops came and they got Leon.” Frankie kept nodding his head and listening to Jerome and hangs up the phone “Jerome wants us to meet Tyrone, he's a lawyer.” Jerome was already there waiting for the both of you he walks up to Jerome and Frankie opens the car door setting it on the ground, walking into the office there was a lightskin man in a suit named Tyrone and a darkskin man named Biscuit and sitting on the table behind him “Apparently your boy’s in business with a babe ruth motherfucker, that dude Avi? Hitting him with possession with intent to go along with a hefty gun charge?” Biscuit spoke up “intrems y’all lame-asses can understand. That boy fucked” your eyes shift to Tyrone “What about Leon?-” you get cut off by Biscuit “Hit him with a 69-PC.” “The fuck is a 69PC?” Jerome turns to Biscuit “Felony evading.” Jerome puts his hands out “Why the fuck you ain’t just say that then?” Biscuit kept looking at Jerome “Cause I’m a fuckin’ professional J-rome.” “No you’s a moron Biscuit.” Tyrone trying to calm them down “Now the bad news is your boy got priors and because it’s a felony bail is fifty.” Jerome looks in shock “Thousands?” Biscuit looks fed up “Ain’t fifty hundred nigga.” Jerome looks at Biscuit “I want him out.” “Gonna need ten percent down cash, collateral, whatever.” Jerome sucks in his teeth “Shit fifty thousand ain’t shit.” Biscuit and Tyrone make quick eye contact “Yeah it is, it’s a lot Jerome actually I’m need a minute to get that for you.” “Aye ain’t my boy on there, do what you gotta do.” You all walk out of the office to Jerome’s car “Nephew you got the fifty gs right now, let’s get this shit done.” He turns around “Avi and Leon are locked up and we spent the whole day running around Enico with forty-two gs in a duffle bag, trying to find a cab or a bus before the cops found the both of us.” Getting in the car “So yeah maybe I’m a little on edge.” Jerome takes his cigarette out “Well with Avi in the clink you know where we can find some more coke?” Frankie just stares off into the distance as Jerome pulls off to the courthouse.
It’s been a few hours since Lee has been locked up and Frankie decided to get him out that day you were sitting on the rail with Kev in front of the courthouse with Jerome and Frankie “Aye he still ain’t out?” Jerome was pacing back and forth “Any minute man Tyrone is in there now-” Kev cuts off Frankie “Where was I?” Kev was wearing a red adidas tracksuit “Uhhh, you was getting ready to ruin the rest of the fuckin’ movie.” He puts his hands in his pockets “Damn right and he go ‘Say hello to my little friend’ doing finger guns imitating gunshots “Yo he bad, I seen this shit twice” Jerome still pacing around “So he lived?” you look at Kev for his answer “What nah man, everybody in that motherfucka died. What’s up Jerome you got crabs or something?” he flinging his arms around “I don’t like being around this motherfucka gooddamnit.” Lee and Tyrone walk out of the courthouse “Ahhh this fool.” “So when you drop the soap, do you bend over to pick it up or do you squat? Like how does that work?” you all go into a fit of laughter filling up in your tummy Lee shakes his head “This motherfucker.” “Hey y’all make sure this little nigga don’t run, you hear?” “Who the fuck you talkin’ to?” Lee deepens his voice “Aight playa. Look y’all need me again and it sounds like you will, you know where I’m at.” Frankie shakes Tyrone hand and walks away you walk up to Lee to give him a hug “Thanks for pushing me over you know I can’t hop no fence.” “Yeah no probs I wasn’t gonna let you go to holding.” Frankie wraps his arms around Lee and starts walking “They sweat you hard?” “Some.” “You give them my social?” “Name, number address.” “Appreciate that, man. So what you want, huh? Drink? Lap dance?” Frankie pushes Lee to the front “Wanda didn’t wanna come with y’all, huh?” “Oh nah man, she was havin’ a little trouble walking spent a little time with her while you was gone.” you all laugh at his joke “Oh, you wanna to fuck with me after I just got out, huh?” “Nah we wanted to fuck with us.” Pointing at all of you “Oh really? So I have to beat all y’alls ass huh?”
It’s late in the night and you were sleeping with Frankie in the spare room you had a his red and white baseball shirt on and some panties with your bonnet Frankie his arm over your tummy pulling you closer in his dreams he was wearing a undershirt and blue boxers to cover you both in a yellow blanket that you took from your house. Two loud bangs ring through the house and the sound of smash glass hitting the floor screaming to the extent of your heart exploding “AAHHH!” Frankie jumps up to grab his gun from under his pillow and runs to the family room you quickly chase after him to see as well “HEY WHAT THE MOTHERFUCK!” coming from Jerome and “WHAT THE FUCK!’ from Louie you all see each other in the room Frankie running in front of you to shoot his target, there were two bodies laying on the ground with ski masks. Peaches has his gun pointing down to the ground “There we go, Peaches.” Jerome cheers to him and walking to the window “What the fuck happened?” you looked at all of the broken glass “How they get in?” “Back door.” Peaches says it sarcastically “Somebody didn’t lock that shit. Somebody left that shit unlocked.”Louie runs back to the back door and Frankie went to go check the windows “They jimmied the shit.” Frankie yells “And Peaches you aint hear it? And so what you just kill some motherfuckas in my house, you ain’t wanna scare them first?” Louie getting louder and louder by the second “What you gonna do that for?” Jerome yells at Louie “I ain’t asking you!” Louie waving her hand in Jerome’s face “Well I’m answering you!” you put your hands out the to hush them “Stop! Fucking stop. Keep your voices down. Who the fuck are they?” you step back to see the faces of the dead men Jerome lifts up the mask “It’s motherfuckin’ Biscuit.” your heart drops to your stomach almost feeling nauseous Frankie lifts up the mask “That ain’t Tyrone.” Jerome walks over to see “That’s Jamal, that’s Biscuit older brother.” Frankie walks closer to Jerome “Biscuit’s older brother, who’s paranoid now, unc? I told you not to mention that fuckin’ money!” Jerome snaps his fingers at him “They wouldn’t even thought twice about this shit if you ain’t make a big deal of it, goddamn!” you walk up to Jerome “Jerome why did you even bring it up? you should of never said anything!” Louie steps in front of Frankie “And I told you not to keep that fuckin’ money in our house!” “Wanna talk about this now!” Frankie yells in Louie’s face “Hey if nosy-ass Shirley heard the shots, then the cops is probably on the way now, so now what you gonna do?” Frankie slams his gun on the table “Fuckk.” There was silence not knowing what to do you try to turn your wheels but you were still tired “Me and Jerome go load up the bodies, drive ‘em out, bury ‘em, you three stay here and clean this shit up. Sun rises, this never happened.” Peaches says it with a calming voice and there was another silence “I’m with that shit. Come on.” Jerome walks into his room to go get dressed “This shit is fuckin’ crazy.” You and Frankie go back to the room to put on your clothes.
Frankie comes back inside from throwing the last trash bag away and washes his hands in the sink then comes into the living room to clean the last piece of the glass and throwing it away then taking a seat a the table Louie folds her arms “Why they ain’t back yet?” “Gotta dig. Shit takes time.” he takes a seat with you “How you know?” Your thoughts traced back to Karvel the way your bones were shaking after burying him and how you all had to take turns to dig deep enough for a his body he gives you a quick glance “This house ain’t never gonna be the same.” Louie pulls her chair out and sitting on it “You know, we should probably get some bars on the windows.” “And some new doors.” A knock on the door breaks everyone’s thought and looks at a figure at the door “That them?” Frankie sits up “Nah, they wouldn’t knock you expecting somebody?” “At eight in the morning?” Louie looks at Frankie crazy. He walks closer to the door and peeking through the window “Aw shit.” “Who is it?” you stand up and ask Frankie he puts the gun in the couch and grabs a jacket to cover his blood stain undershirt “One second.” He opens the door and see Melody “Mel what’s up?” “Hey Franklin I wanted to wish you a happy birthday even though I couldn't see you on the actual day.” Her eyes look straight a you “And I wanted to give you this.” Melody pulls out a light blue card with his name on it. “Thanks Mel, I wanted to ask you if you or Andre talk to my mom’s at all?” “She and my dad spend some time together, I see her here and there.” Frankie leans more on the door “How she doin’ ?” Melody look in disbelief “How she doin’? Her heart is broken, Franklin. How you think she’s doing?” Frankie slams the door in front of Melody’s face and walks to the side yard and throws the letter away.
Back at the cookhouse everyone was there even the bodyguards “Coke is officially gone, we got enough of rock maybe another day or two but that’s it.” Louie puts out her cigarette Frankie is getting frustrated “What about you Rob?” “You know how hard it is to find someone to get you more than two kilos a week who isn’t full of shit. He’s trying to rip you off, he’s trying to kill you-” you roll your eyes, sitting next to Jerome “Yeah yeah whatever, man. Anything for you two?” Lee says “Nigga, you want a chopped up key for twenty-five grand? Guy just a motherfucka.” Kev looks at him “Nigga it was your connect. I mean it’s like the white boy, Rob say.” Jerome laughs “There’s a lotta bullshit out here, Frankie.” He puts his hand behind his head and puts them on the table “Okay. First thing in the morning, we head up to Oakland. Visit Swim get enough rock to tide us over. Maybe even talk our way into they connect. Set up a pipeline south. That’s what we do.” he taps on the table “I’m down.” Lee nods his head “Same.” Kev lights his cigarette, he looks at you and you nod your head “Good, get some rest man. We’ll link up at Jerome’s in the morning.” He pats on his unc shoulder you stand up to walk with him to his 1982 Silver Toyota Celica he opens your side first to let you in and rounds to his side and gets in the car pulling out to slowly drive back to Jerome’s house the radio filled up the silence between you too the groovy music playing he taps his fingers to the beat of the music you sway your head to the beat as well his fingers grazed over your pink adidas tracksuit moving his fingers to your inner thigh when he had to turn on a street he uses both hands to turn the steering wheel hearing the music to keep say ‘Keep on doin’ it, Keep doin your thing.’
Hearing another car screeching on Frankie’s side and hitting you both, your body moves with the crash thankfully you had seatbelt on your head hurts feeling groggy from it then some white man comes out of his car and walks up to him “O my god dude I’m so sorry hey how’s your neck?” “It-s’s good.” a taser coming to him tase in the neck and putting a cloth over his nose to him to sleep you unbuckle and try to get out of the car the white man see you and puts the cloth over your mouth and puts you to sleep as well then fading to darkness.
You were dreaming you slowly raise up to see him sitting on the patio and reading the newspaper wearing nothing but a long gray robe you slowly rose from your bed and see tall skyscrapers next to you looking down to see your two beautiful kids both of them was a copy of him and you their were sleeping peacefully and holding there stuff animals you grabbing your matching short gray robe off the hanger in your walk-in closet and wrap around your body and as you walk to him saying in your morning voice “Good morning baby.” he sets down his newspaper and poke his lips out for a kiss uncontrollably you do “Good morning sweetcheeks.” you giggle “Sweetcheeks? Nigga you know you’ve never called me that?” you sit on his lap and give him an another kiss softly resting your fingers on necklace and you hear a another voice in your head “Lexi wake up, come on baby just wake up for me. Leon come on Lee.” It was Frankie. You pull your lips back away from Frankie and you heard it again “Fuckkk come on Alexia wake up please.” You slowly open your eyes and you look to see that you were handcuff with your hands behind you to a pole “Lexi is that you, you okay?” Seeing Frankie handcuff and craning his neck to look at you “Yeahh my fuckk my head hurts, where the fuck are we Frankie?” “I-I don’t know baby?” and another groan coming from the front of the basement “Hey Leon…Leon is that you?” “Yeah man what the fuck is goin’ on? Aw hell nah I fuckin’ pissed my pants.” You tug on the handcuffs “Hey where were you grabbed?” Lee groans “I was walking home and some white dude asked me for directions but… I don’t know man?” Your throat was dry you didn’t how long you were out for “Did any of you get a good look you at him.” “No Frankie.” “No not really my motherfuckin’ head hurt.” You hear whistling and someone coming come the down the stairs “Hey how many out there?” “I -don’t know, I only seen one.” the man comes to the tall gate and locks it with a key and enters then emerging the same white man that hit you with his car “You punk motherfucka. On my momma, I’m going to kill you when I get loose. You hear me, you fucking worm? I’ma kill you!” Leon yells at the white man he waves his finger in a no and leaves and to go come back with a long taser stick “What the fuck is this? What the fuck are you going to do with that?” the man walks to Lee and tase him with it “What the fuck -ow fuck!” the electricity runs through Lee’s body. You and Frankie begs for the man to stop “Hey man please stop.” you try to kick your feet at him “Hey hey! Stop man.” you stuck your feet out to trip him he stumbles almost catching his balance “Bitch.” you say to the man and the man walks over to you to tase you as well your muscle tighten up you couldn’t do anything but scream and groan.
“Tell me about the bust.” “What?” Frankie sounds confuse “Tell me about the bust.” “The bust?” “Tell me about the bust.” “What bust?”he looks down at the taser “Oh fuck.” “At Avi’s.” “It was nothing man, we showed up at Avi’s to buy, fuckin’ cops showed up, we ran. That’s it.” “It’s the truth he’s not lying.” you groaned out “Oh yeah, that’s right, right and you too got away.” “Yeah that’s right.” “Right.” the man walks in front of him “But he didn’t.” “Right?” “He didn’t get away. And yet, somehow… twenty-four hours later, he’s out. Free as bird. How?” “What you think we lyin’ to you?” “He didn’t snitch man.” and Lee yells “Hey kiss my ass I ain’t talk to no motherfuckin’ police.” “All right check with the courts, you don’t belive me just check with the courts man. He charge with felony evading, man and I bailed him out and he didn’t snitch he’s got a lawyer. A court date, it’s all legit.” the man nods his head and taps the taser on his shoulder “I’ll check, we’ll see okay?” as the man pass and and Lee he kicks his feet out to try to trip him, the man moves his feet out of the way “Best to back the fuck up with that shit.” the man steps closer to him “Oh, I would love it if you do that one more time, do it.” and points the taser in his face “You are the stupidest person I’ve ever met.” and then the man leaves and lockes the tall gate
It feels like it’s been hours the man comes back “Your right, Leon Simmions was arrested for evading and resisting, Out on bail.” “We already told you that, dumbass. Now let us the fuck go.” your shoulder were aching to the point you were couldn’t even feel them anymore the man leaves to go grab something “Where the fuck is he going? Hey just be cool, man just relax man, we gonna get out this shit. ” the man comes back with putting a clip in a gun and walks towards Frankie “Hey! Hey, what are you doin’, what are you doin’ man?” “We’re not fucking lying.”you look at the man “You said we were telling the fucking truth!” Lee craning his neck to look at him “Yeah, no, I believe that you’re telling the truth. That’ll help me sleep… but now you three have seen my face.” “I-I can’t see you fuckin’ face.. Huh we still don’t know who you are. Won’t tell a soul about this shit.” “Come on, you have to think I’m pretty stupid to believe that, wouldn’t you?” Frankie takes a breath and begins to smile “Okayy…. I’ve got a ton of fucking cash huh, I’ve got a lot of money I could offer you-”the man shakes his head “That’s not worth it to me.” “Then what is?” “See if you knew the answer to that question, you might be of some use to me. But seeing as how you’re not even smart enough to figure out who I am, I’m afraid there is no benefit to me letting you live .” the man is pointing the gun at him “Do you work for Avi?”the man shakes his head in a “No.” “Man, if you don’t work for Avi then why the fuck do you care if we snitched?” “Hey man, fuck it Franklin. Piece of shit going to put us down like dogs, fuck him.” “Shut the fuck up Leon!” you both say “You’re trying to stay alive, that’s not the way.” the man cocks the gun back and puts the gun under Lee’s chin and grabbing his hair “Fuck you fuck you fuck you.” “Come on, Franklin. Think about it. I’m gonna shoot him.” you try to move your arms but it was no use “Gonna put a bullet in his brain. Who am I, Franklin? Who am I!” you see a light bulb go off in his head “You’re the connect!” The man lets go of Lee and stands up walks over to Frankie and gives him a smile “You’re the plug. The guy we was looking for.” the man pulls out photo of Rob sitting in his car “You trying to cut Avi out?” “Avi’s a crazy person, and he upped the prices. It’s stupid to want to pay less and deal with somebody sane?” “No Franklin, It’s stupid to trust a stoner kid to get it done.” Lee turns to say “Whitey got a point.” “Shut up, man. Look, you’ve lost a buyer and I’m out of my supply. Why don’t we help each other out.” the plug laughs at Frankie “Come on you were selling dimebags on the street corner six months ago. You’re gonna take Avi’s place?” Frankie not breaking his concentration “I’d like to try. How much you sellin’ to Avi?” the plug stands up “A lot more you can than you can move, kid.” “At the right prices, I could move six a week, easy.” the plug shakes his head “Eh, six won’t even make a dent.” Frankie thinks “Ten, then.” you lift your head to look at him “ten a week. Hmm that will help you out?” Frankie looks at you quickly “How are you going to move ten keys in a week.” He looks at the gun “Put that away… and iI’ll tell you.” the plug turns “Convince me and I’ll put it away.”
“And once we figured out how to rock it up and sell it for cheap, we were sellin’ more and more. We got dealers spreading out all over my neighborhood, we expanding every week.” he talks to the plug “ “What do you do with your cash?” “Storing it for now. I’ve been growing a business.” “Security?” he nods “We got plenty.” “Fuck is this? A job interview? You got a supply, we want to buy. What more is there.” You roll your eyes “He’s just being careful. Wants to know if we foreal. Which we are.” “What’s the high like? This rock?” “Short and intense then you need more right away.” “You speaking from experience?” “Nah man I don’t deal with none of that shit.” “You’ll never turn me down, now excuses, no bullshit. I show up with ten keys every week. Do you understand?” “Yes.” “And you see what happens to people who fuck with me?’ “Hey we good? Because I’ve got to use the fucking bathroom or I’m piss my pants.” The plug pulls out a switchblade and cuts Lee loose. Once he got out of the bathroom he lets you and Frankie loose, your shoulders finally relax and you slowly got up the plug hands you black bag “Put that on, I trust you three understand why this place needs to be kept secret.” he squats down to grab something and said “What’s your name?” ”Richard Nixon. No I’m kidding it’s Reed Thompson.” he stands up “Reed Thompson and how do I get in contact with you, Reed Thompson.” he stuffs something in his pocket and walks towards you and pulls you to follow him “You don’t. I contact you.” as Reed walked out and you all followed him “Well that don’t won’t work for me.” Reed puffs out some air “I’m sorry?” and put his arms out and keep walking “We talkin’ a lot of money and product, man you know everything about me, I don’t know shit about you.” As you kept walking through the underground facility with pipes everywhere “Yeah, that’s because you don’t need to know anything about me except that I can supply you.” to seeing a tall and long hallway it was dimly light with tall windows at the top of the ceiling. “Where’d you get your product?” Reed raises his eyebrows “Why?...So you can cut me out now?” “Come on, man. Put yourself in my shoes, you get T-boned, electrified, thrown in the shithole, gun in your face and now what?” he walks right next to Reed and looks back at you and back at Reed “You’re supposed to go along with some crazy-ass deal? How am I supposed to trust you?” “trust is overrated.” “Not to me.” Frankie side-eyeing Reed “Are you always going to be this big pain in my ass?” you nodded your head “Yeah, he is.” “Look, you can’t afford to walk away from this deal, you don't have any leverage.” Reed stops in front of a door “Right, but I will if I have to.” Reed smiles at him his thick mustache resting on his thin lips “Help me sleep at night, Reed Thompson.” “Put your hoods on.” he tells all of you to do Lee puts it on first then you and Frankie, looking through a black bag and you can’t see shit. Hearing a car opening and having him push you in and closing it.
It’s been twelve hours since anybody has seen any of you and everybody was trippin’, Rob was all calling every south central hospital and emergency room and Jerome was loading up his pistol gettin’ ready for war, Kev and his little cousin Delory comes in with his friend Victor saying “There’s the mexican lady that wants to know how to make a whole sale with Franklin, her name is Lucia Villanueva she’s from Pico-Union.”Jerome perk up and wanted to know why was they selling to the mexicans, Jerome puts his foot down with them “You know what tell all you fuckin’ corner boys to stop selling in Pico-Union!” and grabs Delory by the shoulder to push him out and screamed “Fuck you lookin’ at fat boy.” at Victor, Jerome checks Kev to get the boys out of Pico-union eventually Lee was drop off to go back to Jerome’s house and tell everybody the news, everybody was in a frenzy when they saw him, asking him if he was okay and if he was hurt, he tells them “I just need to take a shower and change my clothes.” Kev touches Lee's shoulder “Where the hell you been at him? You smell like piss, aye Jerome we need towels or something.” Louie is anxious waiting for you and Frankie to show up, she turns to Rob “Franklin and Lexi, need to walk through this door right fuckin’ now.”
Pulling into a airport that was reserved for private planes, Reed parks and steps out of the car, Frankie is seating in the front seat and you are in the back seeing a jet parked in an aviation lot walking closer and seeing somebody working on the plane “Hey Matt. I want you to meet one of our new customers.” a another white man steps of the plane and cracks a beer open takes a swig of it and walking in the lot and get closer to the jet “This is Franklin and Alexia, Franklin and Alexia this is Matt he’s my pilot.” Matt walks to him and shakes hands with him “Nice to meet you both.” you get closer to Matt and shake his hand as well “Same here.” you nod in agreement “You wanted to know we bring it in.” Reed staying back “This your own plane? How far does it fly?” Frankie looks inside of it seeing all of the controls and buttons and back at them “Well, with the weight stripped out, and the auxiliary fuel tanks and about twenty-two thousand nautical miles…give or take? Far enough.” you turned to Matt “How y’all two know each other?” then looking at Reed “Uh, we met at this bar of this little cafe up near the Agua Dulce Airport. You’ve ever been up there? Antelope Valley?” he starts walking closer to all of you “Have any of you ever been up in one of these small planes?” “Nah man, we never ever been on a plane.” Matt puts hands out “Hold on for a second! Y’all have not experienced the greatest thrill a man or woman can have besides, obviously, banging a regional cocktail waitress, well shit’s about to change.” Matt takes off his sunglasses to look at him and you, Matt walks away to grab his jacket and his beer.
You sat in the back of the jet behind Matt with Frankie sitting in the front seat, Matt gets in and takes a another swig of his beer “You always drink when you fly?”he looks at Matt close on his side of the plane “Always.” “How’s this thing stay in the air?” you heart was beating a little too fast for you, taking deep breaths to slow down your heat rate “Uhhh ...luck? mostly?” you turn to see headsets for the plane, you put them over your ears and squishing down on your afro “It’s actually physics.” Matt puts on the headphones and so does Frankie “Ever crashed?” “Oh yeah, all the time.” Matt smiles sarcastically “He’s kidding.”Reed talks over the radio “Listen kid, relax nobody does anything better than I fly.”Matt cuts on the jet and starts driving it runway, he slowly picks up speed and once he got to a certain speed the jet started to lift “Hold on boys and girl and here we go.” Once Matt got in the air a voice was coming through the headphones “Tower to forty-one Foxtrot, radar contact. Fly heading two three zero. Climb and maintain two thousand.” Matt talks over the radio “forty-one Foxtrot to tower, heading two three zero climbing and maintaining two thousand feet, thank you tower. Forty-one AMF out.” Frankie turns back to Reed “Aye-. who he talkin’ to?”he looks back to Reed “Hawthorne Tower, but we get far enough out, and we check in with someone else.” looking through the glass and down at the ocean, seeing it at this height the waves went so far “Yup, you are never alone when you’re up here Franklin.Don’t ever say this country doesn’t have it’s moments” Matt says in the radio, you see him leaning over the glass to see more of the ocean, a little smile going across his lips “So are they tracking us the whole time?” looking over to Reed “Yup….but there are ways around it if need be.” Reed looks back at you “Yeah, going low is the mainway.” Matt forwards the steering wheel down and drops the plane down and heart falls straight down to your ass, you clench your fingers to a handlebar squeezing it so tight that they almost turn a different color, you couldn’t help yourself but to laugh in this moment “Please don’t do that again. What the fuck man?” He says in a shaky laugh “So after you pick up the product, how you bring it back to the country?” Frankie looking back at Reed “Hey Franklin, ask me one more question?” Reed pulls the headphones back off of Frankie head “I’m going to throw you out of this fucking plane!” Frankie belts a hearty laugh “I could do this all day.” Matt taps on Frankie’s leg “Go ahead and take a yoke.” Matt lifts his hands up “Nahhh.” Frankie shakes his head “Yeah man grab that fucker right now.” he lifts his hands closer to the steering wheel “Not that!” Matt screams over the radio he jumps back “I’m just kidding, grab that, grab that. Come on and fly this plane pilot.” Frankie turns to look back at you and gives you a small smile and turned back to the front and grabs the wheel “All right, all right I got it.” he steadies the plane, your heart swells in tenfolds the smile that Frankie had was easerable from your memory “We got a pilot here boys!” Matt takes a swig of his beer “Yeah, running South Central baby!” Frankie yells “Stop yelling, stop yelling I got you over the headset.” Reed says through the headset and they both yell to having your ears pop “Oh man I can’t believe this shit, I’m flying this motherfucka! You see me Lexi? You see me Reed?” He flies over the ocean looking at the beautiful skies and clouds, thinking one day you would be in the front seat of your very own plane with him.
“Here’s good man.” He tells Reed to park around the corner of Jerome’s house “You don’t want me to drop you off at the house?” Reed trying to crack a joke “Nah man it’s fine.” “So, a couple of days, you’ll be ready?” Reed turns to look at him “Mm-hmmm, ten keys. Ten grand a key.” He looks at Reed “And, I’ll uh I’ll pay to fix the car up.” “No, I don’t need it. Just need your product.” he steps out of the car and grabs your door to let you out and closes your and his door then dips down his head to look at Reed with the both of you looking at him “Hey man, I understand why you did what you did today I do. From here on out, no games, no tricks, no bullshit you be straight up with me, And I’ll be straight up with you. But if you ever fuck with me…or anybody that I care about, then it won’t be good for you. You understand that?” Reed nods his head “Yeah I do Franklin.” He smiles at Reed and taps on the car then digs in his back pocket to pull out a screwdriver and throws it on the seat “Reed Thompson.” He grabs your hand to walk to Jerome’s house.
He walked through the backdoor first and you close the door following him to the front porch with him walking in first then everybody stood up Louie jump on Frankie and gave you a hug too “God damn y’all where the hell y’all been at?” you gave Jerome a hug as well “We got a story for y’all.” Louie backed up “Yeah Leon told us.” He pats on Jerome’s shoulder “Yeah that’s just the half of it we about to move into the big leagues.” Kev flicks his cigarette into the bushes “By trusting that white guy that kidnapped y’all ass, huh?” you both take a seat on porch rail “Yeah, something like that.” He groans as he lowers himself on it “Guess that mean I’m going to be cooking a lot more, huh?” Frankie lets out a soft “Mm….It means we all gotta step up.” he looks at everybody and then lastly at you he leans forward to grab your hand “Me and Lexi flew on a plane together today.” everybody was asking questions from left to right “What was it like?” “Where did you go?” “What did it look like?” “Who flew the plane?” You both answer all of the questions and once everybody was satisfied they all relax in their chairs you squeeze his hand “I should go home.” He nods his head “I’ll walk with you but let me change first.” you whisper “I wanna take a shower with you Frankie but no funny business huh?” he cracks a smile “All right Lexiboo I promise.” sticking out his long and slender pinky to intertwine with your smaller one “Okay let’s go.” you both swiftly pass everyone to go into the guest bedroom and grab a extra towel for the both of you and Frankie kept his promise on the funny business then you both step out of the shower and Frankie opens the medicine cabinet to find your and his tooth brushes you both silently brush your teeth and walk into the guest room used the lotion all over your body still keeping his promise and put lotion all over his body and once you both got changing into a dark jeans and lilac sweater and white forces to keep you warm from the cold breeze of South Central, he changes into a knitted sweater that was a dark blue on top and darker green on the lower half then a red stripe going in the middle and to tie it all together with khakis and white sambas. You grab your backpack to stuff your old clothes in there zipping it up and putting your arms through them “I’m gonna talk to my moms once I walk you home, tell her about meetin’ Reed.” your eyes shift “I still haven’t told my momma about us Frankie, she thinks me and Shon-Shon are besties I know I’m gonna have too.” he steps closer to you and slowly grabs your face with two hands “I don’t think I ever told you how much I appreciate you being in this with me and I know I was very apprehensive about you being in this shit with me at first, but right now I wanna make you officially as my partner like if something goes down with me and I want you to run it for me and carry on my legacy.” you nod your head and kiss him on the lips..
Walking down the street to see your house light were off ‘Thank you Jesus’ silently going off in your head and continue to walk to your house stopping right before it “I’ll see you later baby.” you groan while putting your arms around his shoulders pulling him in a soft hug, his strong arms around you pulling you in closer you give in for a lazy kiss slumping his firm hold kissing his full lips “I lo-ve you-u bab-by-.” he pulls back to smile at you “I love you too partner, I’ll see you later maybe I can come cuddle with you.” you lean in “I’ll leave my window crack for you.” giving him a final kiss to walk up the steps and grabbing your keys to unlock the door, you wave to Frankie and waves back then puts his keys back in his pocket to ring the doorbell. Going inside the house completely dark just hearing your momma tv going off in her room, you swiftly go into your room and setting down her bag, then taking off your pants grabbing your bonnet securing it on your head slowly closing your eyes to dreamland, you had your window crack for Frankie to come and which he did, just leaving him in a boxers and white muscle-shirt to cuddle you in a deeper sleep, not knowing that a war was about to happen because of Delory and Victor going back to sell in Pico-Union.
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I feel like I just ran a marathon by finishing this chapter and I feel like I just couldn’t stop cliffhanging when Frankie and Lexia got in that accident with Reed anyways we finally get to meet Reed, y’all that whole integration took me out I was trying to incorporate Lexi-boo in this chapter like her arguing with the Saint family after Biscuit and Jamal broken in and her tripping Reed and then calling him a bitch but in the next chapter is a very iconic scene in the snowfall community 👀👀👀👀and Frankie made Lexi as a partner which was obviously going to happen in this fanfic but one thing I need to talk about is Lexi’s momma THIS BITCH HASN’T BEEN HOME IN WEEKS I feel like something is brewing at the Johnson’s residence and shit’s about to get angsty but anywhore adding the little smut from the show bitch when I watch that seen for the first time seeing his chocolate skin I was like this nigga is soo fuckin and the peekaboo bootycheek I was gripping my sheets okay one last thing Frankie’s birthday of course Lexi had to be there like duh and not this bitch wearing a backless dress in the winter time and Lexi is the type of girl to wear waistbeads and the sambas you know Lexi had to get him some and finally the necklace I was actually debating on what the necklace should of been but I’ve decided that is Saint I just love the last name I couldn’t help it but thank you sososo much for reading it was definitely a rollercoaster for me to write this but I’m glad to knock down a another stone I love y’all so much 💞💞💞💞💞
Love Nazzy 😻 😻 😻 ps. I just bought a brand new laptop and I’m so excited to work this baby and of course it’s pink.
Dutty-Wine and Games
(This the reader’s facecard but just imagined her being thicker ☺️ and this is what Terry’s wearing for tonight.)
Summary: It’s date night for you and your man Terry and he wanted to surprise you by taking you to the Caribbean Festival that you were talking about to him couple months ago and Terry getting you a souvenir that tested his man-strength also not knowing that tonight you would get your man high for the first time.
Warnings: Est. relationship, black fem. reader, n-word usage, D/s dynamic, smoking weed (a joint), kissing, oral(fem. rec x2), cursing, spitting, choking, hair pulling, dirty talk, praise kink, ass-spanking, squirting, unprotected p-in-v, doggy-style, the reader’s legs are on his shoulder(idk the position.)
Word-count: 3.5 k 18+ (this is the song that use dutty-wine scene if y’all wanna listen you can🙂↕️)
You’ve been dating Terry for the past eight of months and it has been amazing with him since he moved here to Atlanta after winning his case against Shelby Springs Pd and getting a large sum of money for himself and paying back Mr.Liu in ten folds and to have the restaurant to be open for decades. You met Terry on a dating website for other black people to meet, once you saw his profile and them beautiful hazel eyes he had with his bulging arms and large print you knew you had to have him. And today is another date night with him even though you don't know where you’re going.
“So I have a surprise for you, it’s something that we’ve seen a couple of months ago and it’s finally here this weekend.” Terry pulls into an empty lot to find parking for his truck to back in, turning off the ignition and coming around to open the door for you and only grabbing your phone and your lipgloss since you won’t need your purse.
“Good baby you are so fine right now, you lucky there’s going to be people there cause if not-” You put a hand on his gold chain he had laying on his chest to pull him down to kiss you, his soft lips overpowering you, slowly being push up against his truck, putting your hands up against his hips to push away “Okayyy daddy, you are done you still have to tell me what my surprise is?” looking into his eyes and shifting to his lips and back to his eyes “Well for what I’m wearing that should give you a hint?” smiling back at you and stepping back for you while holding your chocolate hand.
Your eyes shift down to his shirt to see he is wearing his curacao shirt that was makin’ look like a full course meal, his shirt fitted around his arms so deliciously with his big ass guns he had on him with his khakis pants that filled his legs out sooo good and his white forces and then you realized and smelling many flavors of jerk chicken, plantains being cooked, and a light smell of weed; your eyes widened “The Carribean Festival, awhh Terry I thought you forgot that I told you that I always wanted to go.” you poke out your bottom lip in happiness showing a down towards smile to him “Awhh babygirl don’t cry, you’re gonna mess up your pretty makeup.” He swipes his thumb in the corner of your eye to catch your tear and wipes it on his shirt “All-right I’m starvin’, let’s go inside before I eat something else mhm.” Terry smacks right on your ass making your Jamaican colored dress giggle.
You both made inside with him paying for the both of you, this festival was fucking huge with rollercoasters, kiddy rides, carnival games and tents full of vendors selling their amazing food, Terry let you choose for what you both wanted for dinner, you ended up getting a plate of jerk chicken and rice and a side of fried plantains and Terry got a bowl of beef stew with rice, carrots and potatoes with two drinks, as he paid for the both of you again, both of you sit a table.
“So do you want to ride any of the rollercoasters while we're here babygirl?” Terry holds out both of his hands in front of you, nodding your head at him and resting your hands on top of his large palms “Yeah daddy you know I’m not a scaredy cat. I’m a big girl.” sticking out your tongue at him, he licks his lips and smirks “Oh so you a big girl now huh, so you don’t need daddy no more huh?” as he told you that you were zoned out on his veins and hands, lightly scratching your smaller hands ontop of his and looking up at him and looking into his eyes shaking your head no repeatedly “Noooo daddy.” almost coming out as a whine from you, he gives you a chuckle “You know I’m just playin’ with babygirl I know you in love with daddy’s dick.” he leans over to give you a wet kiss on your lips.
“Order for Terry, Order for Terry.”
He comes back with the food and lays it in front of you, you were in foodie heaven and you were starvin’ like marvin too and both of you dig in eating your delicious food, you look at his bowl and somehow he already knew what you were thinking, he places a couple of pieces of meat and carrots with sauce on your plate you smiled at him and thanked him “Did you want some of my mine too?” he nods his head with still found in his mouth, you grab your fork to pick off the chicken and rice for him and had in the air for him and opens his mouth to you and gracefully took the food, you look at him as he eats the food, you were in a traced that someone could look so sexy while there eating once he swallows it and it goes down you couldn’t help but to look at his thick neck a sheen of sweat that made you wanted to climb over the table and tackle him.
Both of you walked around the festival once you guys were done eating holding each other hands and looking at people, rides, and hearing laughter coming from all around you see a dance floor in the middle of the festival with some dutty-whine music playing throughout the place you lead him to dance floor, slowly moving your hips to the beat of the song Terry comes up behind you to stop where you were at and put his hands on your hips and starts to dutty-wine with you, your hands were on your knees moving your hips in a eight figure then throwing it in a circle and Terry was right there to catch all the wines, you slowly bend over hips while still moving in a circular motion he grabs one your arm to hold your balance while you grind on him, you look over long black french curls braids to see him biting his bottom lip and gripping on your hips, raising back against his chest while twerking on him, he turns you around to face him.
“Fuck babygirl you got me so fuckin hard right now, grinding that ass on me I feel like I was about to nut if you didn’t stop.” you put arms around his neck and peck his lips also to block anyone that would see your daddy’s hard-on “We can stay like until your soft daddy.” he raises his head to look at you and gives you a sloppy wet kiss. A few minutes later Terry was feeling better and both kept walking through the festival in-hand and you stopped in your tracks to walk up to the booth and asked the worker at the tall sledgehammer machine.
“Excuse me, how many games do I need to win that teddy bear up there?” the buck-tooth boy turns “Four ma’am.”
You turned around to look for Terry and seeing him already behind you not leaving you any room, his gorgeous eyes going straight to your heart and pussy “You want that big ass teddy bear babygirl?” you plead with your eyes and put on your best pouty face and wrap your arms around his neck and gettin’ all close to his face “Please please daddy- pretty please?” giving him a kiss on the lips he wraps his arms around your waist he takes a deep breath “One more-mhm one more- one more babygirl.” you giggle in his arms “All right babygirl here take my phone, I’m gonna get you that teddy bear.” and gives you a small love tap on your ass and pays the worker then grabs the large sledgehammer.
The first bell he got was effortlessly, the second bell as well, by the third bell he had a crowd around him and you were cheering him on, and by the fourth bell he used all of his might and went it ringed you screamed and ran to him then jumped on him wrapping your arms and legs around him, giving him kisses “Thank you - thank you - thank you so much daddy.” and you still kept kissing on his face, he snorts out a giggle out as he put you down on your feet and rest his hand on your hips “Your very welcome babygirl.” “Ma’am here’s your bear.”
You got tired of carrying the bear and had Terry carry it for you as you both were walking back to the truck, he opens the passenger side first for you to get in then he stuffs the teddy bear in the back seat and gets in on his side and turns on the ignition “Back to your place baby?” you looked at him “Yeah daddy let’s go.” you take your phone to be dj for the both of you and listen to Paramore and some RnB songs on the drive home.
You opened the front door of your apartment to let Terry in so he can put the teddy bear on the couch and his night bag on the carpet you turned on some lights so you can see Terry and closed the door “You know being at that we were just at the festival today and eating some good food and dancing I have the perfect way to close out having this full caribbean experience, be right back.” You walked to your room to get your goodie bag and bring it out to the family room to show him.
“I’ve never smoked weed before, I wasn’t allowed to do it when I was in the marines.”
You slowly put back your joints that you had in your bag “But....If I wanted someone to be my first for this I would want it to be with you.” he turns to look at you “Thank you for trusting me daddy and I’m gonna get you so fuckin’ high you have no fucking idea.” you give him a kiss on the lips and one more for good measure and grab your goodie bag to sit out on your patio and smoke Terry out for the first time.
You spark the first joint in your mouth inhaling the smoke and exhaling it out, Terry was watching you the whole time seeing how your body language became relax under his touch and you holding it out in front of him to take a hit “You just want to do a little hit first, there you daddy.” He coughed abruptly out the smoke, you set down the joint to grab some water for him and came back with a glass of water for him and your pink Stanley for yourself, he took a couple of more hits before letting you hit it again “How are you feeling daddy?” he takes an even deeper breath and rubs your chocolate thigh “I feel really good babygirl. Thank you for this.” you handed it back to Terry “You’re welcome daddy, hey have you ever done a shotgun before?” Seeing him inhaling the joint and blowing it out his mouth, you couldn’t believe that this nigga has never smoked weed before and with him under the warm sunset making him looking like he was a fucking emperor with him smoking this joint, shakes his no at you “What’s that?” you slowly pull your lips in a smile.
You fill your lungs with smoke as you ashed the joint in your bowl, then grab his face to come closer to your lips and push out the smoke into his mouth, lips lightly touching each other then he moves his head up to blow out the smoke. Your mouth was slightly parted as you stared at your daddy’s adam- apple move up and down and the veins that pop out the side of his neck out, he pushed out the last bit of smoke and looked down at you and smirked “What?” still looking at him “You so handsome daddy mhm, with yo’ fine ass.” Terry grabs your hand and brings it up to his lips “Let’s go inside babygirl, I don’t want none of these little niggas know what I got, come on.” and opens the sliding glass door for you to go inside.
As you walked in, Terry closes the door and locks it and walks over to the front door and locks that one too then walks over to you to pull you into your bedroom, almost feeling like your were flying Terry turns on the bedroom light and walks over to you to pull you in for a kiss “Mhmm daddy I need you.” he gives you another kiss “What do you need baby, use your words.” he leans down to kiss your neck you moved your head the other side of give him room and moaned, moving your hands up his back to grab on the back of head his soft lips and tongue kissing all your spots making you want to his full lips somewhere else “Oh shit daddy I need to you to eat my pussy please ughh pleaseee.”
“You want me to eat your pussy babygirl huh? this pretty pussy, you need daddy’s lips on you.”
Terry took of your dress and threw it across the room and lifted you up to throw you on the bed, taking off your bra and throwing it in the corner of your room he climbs ontop of you he rests his crotch on your clothed pussy slightly moving his hips against you, he takes his hand to hold your cheek and give you a wet sloppy kiss in his mouth. You moaned in his mouth and Terry kissed down your neck to your chest then sucking on each of your breast and kissing your tummy, he sits up to take off his shirt ‘fuckkkkk meeee this nigga has to be the worldest finest man to walk on this earth’ you thought to yourself.
Terry kisses down your chocolate thighs and spreads your legs apart “Lift that ass up babygirl.” Terry takes off your panties and throws it behind him he grabs your thighs closer to his face and kissed both of your inner thighs then the bottom of your cheeks giving you little bites of pleasure “Ah- Ahh! Daddy stop teasin’ meee?” kisses your bottom one more time and hold on to your legs and dive right into your pussy, his tongue swirling all around you and bring it up to your clit slowly sucking on it, you put your hand on his head Terry moves his lips to eat you all the way up and flattens his tongue against you, moving his head against you then he lifts his head to spit at your pussy and growled against you.
“Fuck babygirl god I love this fuckin’ pussy soo much, do you wanna nut babygirl?” “Yess daddyyy.”
Terry kept eating you out with his tongue is flicking over your clit, your thighs were shaking and fighting against Terry’s hold, but it was no use then you grind out your climax on his face he gave you little kisses around your pussy and comes back up for air to face you, his goatee was dripping of you then leans down to kiss and tasting yourself on his lips the sweet and tangy flavor of it. You grab his belt to unbuckle it for him and he stopped you to pull down his khaki pants and took off his forces then got back on the bed, he grab your hips to him and got ontop of you with his fist next to your face “You ready for daddy’s big dick babygirl?” Biting your bottom lip and nodding your head.
“Yeesss dadddyyyy I want your dick- I need it - I need it so bad daddy please - give me your big daddy dick.” you gave him kisses on his full pink lips.
Terry sat up and grabbed your legs to put them on his shoulders and slowly enters your pussy, moving to a pace to slowly open you up “Fuck your pussy is so fuckin’ tight babygirl, here baby relax your legs for me ughh fuckk mee ohh yeahh that’s it babygirl.” Your legs were spread wide to your chest under the firm hold of daddy’s fingers “Ohh shitt daddy you’re fucking. Mee. Soo. Good ohh ughh fuckkk.” Terry picks up his pace to fucking you deep in your guts, he leans over to give you a wet nasty kiss he slipped his tongue in your mouth and you suck on it then biting his lip “Babygirl I can feel your pussy grippin’ me, fuckk baby are you gonna nut on my dick? You can do it babygirl, nut on daddy’s dick.” Terry hips were fucking you dizzly and your legs started to squirm again “ugh - ugghhh - uggghhh ohh fucckkk” releasing your wet essence on his dick.
“Turn the fuck around.”
He grabs your hips to flip you over on your hands and knees then pulls your hips back to face him “Goddam babygirl look at this wet pussy, this is all for daddy huh?” you lay your head on the pillows and relax your back by pushing your hips out. You moaned his name “Yes yes daddy it’s all for you, please eat my pussy daddy.” Terry smacks both of your cheeks, you gasped feeling the lightning strike you moan that turned into a whine “Daadddyyy.” Terry grabs both of your arms to hold them behind your back and he gave you a long wet lick from your clit to ass and back down to your clit then kissing down your pussy his tongue swirling in your pussy “Fuckkk daddyy ughh ohh fuckkk.” Terry used his hand held onto your hip to hold you in place so you take whatever he gives you. Feeling the heat rise again in your lower tummy, you try to scoot away but Terry leaned forward to give his tongue lashing and slurping your clit as well.
“Oh my fuckin’ god daddy ughh oh shit, you’re eatin’ my pussy soo good oohh fucckk dadddyyyy I-I’m gonnna cumm.”
Terry just kept eating you up as you wetted his face, he growled into your pussy then gave you a few pecks down your ass and released your arms and made you be on your hands and knees and you groaned out “Daddyyy.” He pulled back your hips to him “Can you give me one more babygirl? Come on you can do it baby, you’re doing soo good for daddy, don’t you wanna make daddy nut?” he leaned over your body then grab your chin to look at him with his lips just barely touching you and push your lips to him and slides in your pussy once more, Terry stretching you out and grabbing a handful of your braids to sit you up as he drilled into you, he wrap his hand around your throat and slightly closing your airways under his grip.
“Who’s pussy is this? Is this daddy’s pussy babygirl?”
“It-t’s yourss daddy fuckkk it’s all your pussy ooh fuckk.”
“Open your mouth for daddy.”
You sticked out your tongue and looked into his eyes Terry lets go some spit on your tongue and swallowing it down, he gives you sloppy kiss as he fucks the shit out you “Ughh daddy I don’t think I can cum ughh ughhhh.” Then feeling three wet fingers rubbing your clit, you horsley moaned loudly out and having your heat rise up in you for the last time “It’s okay babygirl if you wanna nut? I know you do. I can feel you mamas go ahead daddy’s gotchu.” You felt like you were exploding, shaking and shivering on Terry’s dick, him still fucking you through your climax and lets go of your neck so you fall on your pillow. He gives you a few more strokes before he cums deep inside of you.
You rest your head on his chest, listening to his speed-up heart “Thank you for this night daddy I had so much fun tonight I love you sososo much daddy.” he grabs your chin to have you look up at him “ I love you too babygirl. Daddy loves you very much and I'm glad that we went to that festival together babygirl.” Terry pulled the covers up from under the sheets and to see one large wet spot on the bed, you both looked at eachother with wide eyes and with you feeling embarrassed and covered your face then he slowly uncovers your face to hold your face in his hands.
“Heyy there’s no need to be embarrassed about this babygirl, I’m happy and proud that I was able to get to that point okay babygirl.” and gives you light pecks around your face “I’m gonna grab a towel and get a new comforter for us okay.” Once you both got situated in the bed and he had his arm wrapped around you pulling you close to him and relaxed behind you then you as well drifted off to sleep.
Holy fucking shit I can’t belive I just wrote all that 😳but I’m soooo happy that I did, I couldn’t help myself anymore thinking about this black king 🥵💕 and y’all this nigga got me like I want this nigga’s baby frfr 🤰🏿but if you had enjoy this thank you so much and I know in my heart that this nigga know how to dance I just feel it in my spirit, that nigga can and I wanted to talk about his heritage for the plot of the story. Andd High!Terry Bitchhh there was something in that weed that made him bionic cause nigga was hard for 4 rounds straight (like if he was the terminator) and Dom!Terry is always gonna do it for me especially if the nigga’s nasty, but thank you to everyone who read this it means really alot to me.
Love, Nazzy 💕
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𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘶𝘯𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘺𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴. 𝘵𝘩𝘶𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘵 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘯𝘢𝘰𝘺𝘢 𝘻𝘦𝘯'𝘪𝘯. 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘮 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺. 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘢𝘰𝘺𝘢'𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘦, 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭?
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝗯𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗺𝗮𝗻!𝗻𝗮𝗼𝘆𝗮𝘇𝗲𝗻𝗶𝗻 𝘅 𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸𝗳𝗲𝗺𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿!
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 01. 02. 03. 04. 05. 06. 07. 08━━ 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝗰𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗸 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗼𝗻 𝗮𝗼3.
⠀𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘢𝘰𝘺𝘢 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺. 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘶𝘯 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘪 𝘢𝘮 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘳. 𝘪 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺'𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰. 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥.♡ 𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙥𝙡𝙪𝙨 𝙊𝙉𝙇𝙔. 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙤𝙧𝙨 𝘿𝙉𝙄.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐡
𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮 - 𝘯𝘢𝘰𝘺𝘢 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯–𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥, 𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵.
𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀! 𝘶𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺, 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘦𝘹.
Dinner with the Zen'ins' did not go as planned. You were under the impression that you would be meeting with a kind, loving, and prestigious man, and he's the complete opposite. On top of that, his family is insane. Did your parents do any type of research when pairing you with Naoya? Or were they thinking about you financially in the long run? Either way, no amount of money is worth your sanity. They all hate each other. Why would you want to marry into a family like that?
Naoya is a very attractive man. Had he not opened his mouth, maybe you would consider giving this a chance. However, even how he was speaking to his father and uncle made your skin crawl. Perhaps his behavior was warranted. To your understanding, they initiated the cattiness with him. Had your parents spoken to you in such a manner, you probably would've reacted the same after shedding a few tears. It makes you wonder what happened to this family that made them despise each other this way? What your gut was telling you proved to be correct. The Zen'ins' were very broken.
After leaving the dinner table, you made your way outside to figure out how you were going to leave. Times like this made you wish you rode separately in your own car. Maybe text your best friend to come to pick you up? No. Knowing him, he's probably having sex with some random he met at the club. You were annoyed and pissed. If it takes you walking to the gate and calling an Uber, so be it. But just when you were about to foot it to the front, you felt a tug on your arm.
“What’s the rush, doll face? Leaving so soon?”
You rolled your eyes. “What do you want?”
“Is it wrong for me to check on my soon-to-be wife?” Naoya snickered.
“More like, not-to-be wife. The arrangement is not happening.”
“Says who?”
“Says me. Who else?”
“Did my family and I already scare you away?”
"Look. No one is scared of you or your weird ass family. I just like my energy to be protected, and I don't need that type of shit around me. Got it?"
He steps closer to you. “My, my. You certainly are different from the rest.”
You raised your brow. “Different how? What are you talking about?”
"This isn't the first time I've had an arranged marriage. All the others have failed miserably. My family is trying their absolute hardest to find me a competent woman to bear my children. They feel as if I'm last their last hope to keep the family name strong and running."
"You want kids just to make your family proud? That's not a good enough reason to have children, nor is it okay. Children are not robots, nor are they not objects to "keep the family running." They're individuals and have feelings just like you and I," you explained. "And last time I checked, you said you don't care about what your family thinks. So, tell me why you're agreeing to this again?"
Silence. All Naoya could do was purse his lips as his jaw clenched. “...”
“Yeah. That’s what I thought. Now, if you would excuse m-”
"Wait —[Y/N]," he flustered while tugging your arm.
“You know you could get my attention without grabbing me, right?”
“My apologies.”
“So?”
“How are you getting home?”
“I’ll find a way.”
“I can take you, or perhaps I’ll have my driver escort you?”
You hummed. “Your driver will be fine.”
“Excellent. Allow me a moment to give him a call.”
While Naoya was on the phone with his driver, you wondered why is he being so nice to you? It's not like he was being rude before. It's just he acted as if he didn't have any etiquette. As you were telling him off earlier, the look in his eyes seemed as if he agreed with everything you were saying. Maybe his snooty attitude was just a cry for help? Sometimes, a child's mental health can start with their parents, so it might be the case for Naoya.
“The driver will be here shortly.”
“Thanks—you know you didn’t have to do that. I would’ve been okay.”
"Well, it's the least I can do. My family and I didn't provide you the best hospitality, now did we?"
“You’re definitely right about that.”
“Though, I would rather be the one to take you home.”
“Why? So you can take me to some hotel and fuck me?”
He gave you a coy smirk. “I don’t think that’s a bad idea. Deny it all you want, pretty. The looks we were exchanging at the dinner table were similar. You want me just as much as I want you, no?”
Your eyes danced across his face. You were close enough to study his features under the moonlight. His lips were this perfect shade of pink. Nice and plump, you note. If you didn't know any better, he took proper care of his skin. Pale but silky. His aroma. His fucking aroma. He smelled so sensual. The cologne he had on was woody with hints of saffron and thyme. The way he grabbed you with those soft yet firm hands... Maybe he could be a good fuck after all?
“Hm. Cocky, are we?” you sassed while gazing at his lips.
“Ha, you are truly something, [Y/N]. I believe we should give this arranged marriage a chance.”
“Ugh, you’re still on that?” You turned around to see the driver arriving. You began walking towards the car, and Naoya followed behind to open the door for you. He aided you, ensuring you were nice and comfortable in the backseat.
"Allow me to take you to dinner. No families. Just you and I."
You squinted your eyes. “What are you up to, blondie?”
“Haha, is it wrong for me to want to get to know my soon-to-be wife? Agree to this dinner, and if it goes wrong, we can go our separate ways. If otherwise, hm. ’Til death do us part?”
“... Just one date. You have one chance, and you better not fuck it up, either. Now, leave me alone. I’m tired and ready to go to bed.”
“Perfect,” he smirked. “Tanaka, ensure the lovely lady gets home safely... As for you, I'll see you this weekend, doll.”
“Goodnight, blondie. Thanks for the ride,” you said, waving as the driver pulled off.
"I suppose I have no chance but to get used to this "blondie." Tch, that woman. She's lucky she's sexy," he uttered to himself. Just as Naoya was about to walk back inside, a thought crossed his mind. "Shit. I didn't get her contact information. Hm, her parents are still here. I'll obtain it from them."
--
It was the following morning after dinner with the Zen'in. You were exhausted and didn't want to get up. However, the sound of your alarm wasn't making it any easier. Thank goodness you didn't do any heavy drinking because you would've indeed called in late. It was seven, and you were set to leave for work at eight forty-five, needing to be there at nine.
Rather than going home to hear your parents nag at you, you had Naoya's driver take you to your best friend's condo to spend the night. Nights like those were quite common. Especially when the two of you went out together. Thus, he gave you a spare key to his place, and as expected, the moans were pretty clear that he had a woman (or two) in his room. Luckily, he keeps one of his extra rooms for you to sleep in and keep your belongings. You had some work clothes, so you got up and began preparing.
After taking a shower and putting on your clothes, you went to the kitchen to make a quick breakfast, ensuring it was enough for the two of you. For yourself, you just made breakfast tacos. As for your best friend, you made him the sweetest cinnamon roll french toast. He likes to start his days as energetic as possible, so he always eats sugar first thing in the morning. Isn't that why you eat protein bars?
Nevertheless, you haven't questioned his eating tendencies since college. If that's what works for him, then, hey. Who were you to judge?
Speaking of your best friend.
“[Y/N], you’re here! Good morning. I didn’t even hear you come in last night.”
"Yeah, because you were too busy having fun, Satoru," you teased. As you said those words, two brunette women walked out of the room, heading toward the kitchen.
“Oh wow, Gojo. You had your maid make us breakfast? How sweet.”
You raised your brows. “Maid? Who the fuck? Sato-”
"Yeah, both of you ladies. Get out. Now. You must be insane to think you would disrespect my best friend, let alone touch my food. Leave," he muttered. Nearly pushing them out the door made you smile that he would always defend you no matter what. Before escorting them out, he shouts one final thing and slams the door. "Don't call me, either. The sex wasn't good!"
“Haha, harsh.”
"They should have known better. Anyone I bring home, I tell them not to speak if they see you. That was their own fault," he remarked. "Anyways. Thanks for breakfast, [Y/N]. How was the dinner last night? Is the guy nice?"
“Do you know a Naoya Zen’in?”
"What?! It's already bad enough that your parents are arranging a marriage, but with him?! Of all people?!"
“I’m guessing that’s a yes.”
“Please tell me you’re not marrying him, [Y/N].”
"As of now, no. But—I did agree to go on a date with him this weekend. I see why you're reacting that way because his family is off the shits."
“So, why are you going out with him?”
“...”
“You want to fuck him, don’t you?”
You snorted. “That never came out of my mouth. I actually want to make my family proud for once.”
“[Y/N]. If you just needed a good fuck for the night, you know you could’ve called me-”
“’Toru. Save it. You’re my best friend, so you should know that’s never going to happen.”
“Well, yeah. Still, I think I’m a much better choice than Naoya fucking Zen’in. I’m rich, I treat you well, and I look good. What more could your family want from you?”
“My family loves you, but I think they know you’re my partner-in-crime. They want me to chill out. Not turn up even more,” you uttered.”
“Hm, I guess you have a point,” he said while stuffing his face. “Hey, these are so good! How’d you make these?”
“I’m sure if I told you, you wouldn’t remember. Or even worse. Burn the place down.”
"I think you should just come and live with me. You have a key to my place, and most of your things are here. So what's stopping you?"
“Although the proposition sounds nice, I think I’ll pass hearing you bring randoms to have sex with. I like to sleep in peace.”
“They wouldn’t have to be randoms if you just give us a-”
“’Toru,” you firmed.
“Fine.”
You looked at your phone, seeing it was time to head out. "Alright, I have to go to work now. Are we still on for lunch today?"
“You know it. I’ll come pick you up.”
Before leaving, you gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. "Ah, thank you. You're the best. I'll see you!"
“See you!”
--
Work was going by slowly, but you were glad it was one of the slower days. Your job as a receptionist wasn't much. Set appointments. Transfer calls. Answer basic questions. For the little that you did, you got paid pretty well. Maybe it had something to do with the CEO of the law firm being quite fond of you, or maybe because of your college degree. Perhaps both? It didn't matter. It was the first job offer you received once you graduated. Even on busy days, you didn't complain. Being a receptionist wasn't bad, and you were glad to still be here after two years. Though, it made you question at times.
Why weren't you a therapist? Simple. It's not easy. And knowing you, you want to ensure you did it correctly. The goal was to eventually open up an independent office and provide services for individuals with mental health issues free of charge. You never thought it was okay to have people with needs pay to receive help. That was something part of life that you did not understand, especially in this day in age. Not everyone is fortunate enough to have the funds to pay for their costs. You didn't care about the money. You love helping others, and you don't need to be rewarded financially for it.
Another reason for it—funds. Since you were planning on opening an independent office, you needed to have enough money. Hence, you were twenty-six, still living at home with your parents. If you wanted to, you could've moved out already. Your parents didn't ask you for bill money which helped your savings tremendously. Yeah, you could do virtual sessions for the time being, but you also wanted your patients to have the option to have face-to-face meetings. So, for the time being, you'll continue working as a receptionist, save money, and prepare for your exam to be licensed this upcoming winter.
It was about thirty minutes until Satoru would come to pick you up for your lunch date. Before leaving your desk, you always ensured to fit in as many notes and scheduled appointments. For some reason, calls would be nonstop once you went on your hour break (your paid hour, by the way. Something you were able to finesse from your boss).
As you were finishing up, you received a text message from an unknown number. However, from the way they addressed you, you knew who it was:
Unknown: “Hey, doll. It’s me. You forgot to give me your contact, but I didn’t mind working hard to obtain it 😉”
“Working hard?” All he did was ask your parents. Not as if he had to put up a fight for it. Rolling your eyes at his egoistical personality, you decided to be petty.
You: “Who is this? Is this the guy I fucked the other night? I thought we said one night only.”
Unknown: “Haha. Comical, doll. You know it’s Naoya.”
You: “Ahhh, blondie. Hey. What’s up?”
Unknown: “I figured I get in contact with you to iron out the details for our dinner this weekend. How about we say, Friday at seven?”
You: “Friday at seven, hmmm. Lemme check my schedule. See if I can pencil you in.”
Unknown: “I’ll wait.”
You: “Friday at seven is fine, lol.”
Unknown: “Excellent. Your parents were kind enough to give me your location, so I’ll be sure to pick you up. See you then, doll 😈. Be sure to save my contact. We don’t need another mishap.”
Oh, gosh. Can he be any more full of himself?
As requested, you were sure to save Naoya's number under "blondie." Hopefully, the date goes well. If it does, maybe you just might fuck him to get the sexual tensions out the way. You didn't want to admit to Satoru nor give Naoya the satisfaction of knowing you wanted him just as much as he wanted you. You can't lie. He's turned you on in a way. Intoxicating at that. The sensuality in his voice made chills permeate your core. You wouldn't mind being praised (or degraded) by him. His slender fingers would fit perfectly in your aching pussy. It's been a while since you last had sex, and you knew Naoya would be the perfect fuck.
What didn't help was your wet dream about him last night. He slammed into your walls. Cooing in your ear, saying how well you're taking him. You were whimpering, telling him he's "too big." You have never seen his dick before, but something told you it was the perfect size for you. Fuck, you wanted him to stretch you so badly. You wanted him to coach you through an orgasm, leaving wet kisses along your neck. And to reward him, you would be on your knees, sucking the skin off his di-
“Miss [Y/N]!” he volumed, breaking you from your thoughts.
"Huh? Oh, sir. Sorry about that. It's nice seeing you, Mr. Nanami. Is there something I can help you with?"
“So you didn’t hear anything I asked?”
“No, I—I’m sorry, sir. Can you repeat that?”
He clicked his tongue. "How many appointments do we have scheduled for the week?"
Why is he asking me this? Doesn’t he have a secretary? I swear, he just wants to find a reason to talk to me. Whatever.
"It looks like we have thirty-five. Eighteen of them are for you."
"I see. That's a relief. Definitely a break from last week's rush."
“Haha, yeah. For sure. The calls were crazy last week. I thought I wasn’t going to make it.”
He shook his head. "It was much. However, I knew you would pull through. You are one of my best associates."
“I’m just a receptionist. I don’t do much.”
"Don't try to humble yourself, Miss [Y/N]. You're a fantastic worker. When my secretary was on maternity leave, you did an excellent job filling in for her. I wished you would've stayed in the position."
Your cheeks flushed at his sudden compliment. “T-Thank you, sir.”
"You know when we're alone, you can call me Kento."
“I couldn’t be so informal with you, sir. You are my boss.”
He leaned in closer to the desk. "We can be more. You know, my invitation is still on the table."
Your boss was none other than Nanami Kento. One of the best lawyers in the country. He was prominent, from winning cases for celebrity clients to being an eligible bachelor in the streets of Tokyo. You're not surprised. He's rich, handsome, and an utter gentleman. Yet somehow, he was single. Like the curious receptionist you are, you would pry into his love life. His response? "I'm just enjoying life until I find the perfect woman for me." According to him, that woman was you.
Since he hired you, he had this soft spot for you. Nanami hadn't informed you until five months ago, but you felt how he looked at you, and even the other associates saw it. He wanted you. More than anyone else. In the break room, you would catch him staring at your ass. When he greets you in the morning, he is sure to make small conversation with you. He gives you a raise every six months just because. Also, just recently, giving you paid hour lunches. However, the invitation he speaks of? Taking care of you.
He thought you were too pretty to be working. Time after time, Nanami would give you the option to quit working, promising to take care of you. He had no one to spend his money on, and he wanted to on a beautiful woman such as yourself. After that first time you accidentally (it wasn't an accident) had sex with him in his office, he couldn't get enough. But like the professional he was, he didn't pester you for more. Though occasionally, similar to times like this, he would flirt. It wasn't so bad to return the energy if he was attractive with money? Might as well.
You smiled. “You’re quite adamant, sir.”
"What can I say? My persistence runs high when I see what I want. You are a lovely woman, Miss [Y/N]."
“Not afraid of someone talking to me this way?”
“This is my law firm. I believe I can abuse my power once in a while. If that means getting closer to you, then why not?”
“Hm, charming. Well, if you must know, I’m arr-”
“Nanamin! For once, keep your hands off, [Y/N].”
He deeply sighed. “Gojo, of course. I should have known you would be arriving soon.”
“Yeah, and I catch you here every time. Don’t you have cases to solve?”
“My cases are perfectly fine,” he retorted.
“Hi, ‘Toru! You’re here early.”
"My meeting ended sooner than expected. So figure I'm come get you now. Are you ready?"
"I am. I'm so fucking hungry. Those breakfast tacos didn't do anything to me. I hope you're taking me somewhere good."
“When do I not?”
"Well, last time you took me to a hole in the wall, it wasn't the good kind either."
"Hey, that wasn't my fault! Choso gave me that suggestion," he argued.
"I'll be sure to question his food taste the next time I see him. Now, come on," you said while walking around your desk. "Bye, Mr. Nanami. I'll see you later."
“Of course. Actually, go ahead and take the rest of the day off. It’s slow.”
“I-”
“Don’t worry. You will be compensated.”
You gave him a relieved smile. "Thank you, sir. I'll see you in the morning, then. Email me if you need anything."
“Enjoy, Miss [Y/N].”
“What about me, Nanamin?”
“I don’t care.”
𝙩𝙖𝙜𝙨 -- @dejwrites @poohbea @captaindsina @getosubaru@tojissword@theehcneypot@nova-siims@gardenof-venus@unsatisfiedanddisappointed @pyschopotatomeme
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⠀𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘶𝘯𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘺𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴. 𝘵𝘩𝘶𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘵 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘯𝘢𝘰𝘺𝘢 𝘻𝘦𝘯'𝘪𝘯. 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘮 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺. 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘢𝘰𝘺𝘢'𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘦, 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭?
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝗯𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗺𝗮𝗻!𝗻𝗮𝗼𝘆𝗮𝘇𝗲𝗻𝗶𝗻 𝘅 𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸𝗳𝗲𝗺𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿!
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝗰𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗸 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗼𝗻 𝗮𝗼3.
⠀𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘢𝘰𝘺𝘢 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺. 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘶𝘯 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘪 𝘢𝘮 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘳. 𝘪 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺'𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰. 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥.♡ 𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙥𝙡𝙪𝙨 𝙊𝙉𝙇𝙔. 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙤𝙧𝙨 𝘿𝙉𝙄.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦?
𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮 - 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵'𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘯𝘢𝘰𝘺𝘢 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦.
𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀! 𝘶𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺, 𝘮𝘪𝘹𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘬, 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘺, 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘦, 𝘴𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘯𝘢𝘰𝘺𝘢 𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳.
“Remind me again why you’re going on this date?”
You've been staying at your best friend's condo for the last few days. Ever since your initial dinner with the Zen'ins', you've avoided going home because you didn't want to hear the long lecture your mother promised you. It would be the same old bullshit about "growing up" or "getting your life together." Nothing new. Nothing you wanted to hear. You loved your mother, but you never knew why she was so hell-bent on you getting married and having kids. She already has six kids and eight grandchildren. What more did she need? Anyways, now wasn't the time to worry about that.
Tonight was your dinner with Naoya, and your only focus was to see if he was actually worth getting to know. Under his good looks and “charming” personality, was there something else you were missing? The way he looked at you while you were lecturing him about having kids is why you agreed to this dinner. You knew he understood what you meant. There was no way he was born being an asshole, and you were convinced his attitude had everything to do with his family. Of course, like the understanding you are, you wouldn’t pry. However, hypothetically speaking, if the two of you were to give the marriage a chance, you’d hope one day he’ll feel comfortable opening up to you.
Nevertheless, your main goal was to have a good time. You believe in manifestation, and the last thing you wanted was to automatically think this date would be shit.
Besides, you look too good for it to turn out bad.
The teal color in your dress complimented your deep brown complexion beautifully. It was a velvet mini with a cowl neckline, with chain straps that formed into a criss-cross back detail. You tied the look together with minimal diamond accessories, six-inch pointed-toe silver strappy heels, and an accent clutch to match. For your glam, you still had in your extensions, so you did a middle part with light curls, slicking your hair behind your ears. You kept your makeup simple by doing a neutral look with a nude gloss.
With only fifteen minutes to spare, you sat in the living room to talk with Gojo as you awaited your date.
“Toru, I don’t know how many times we have to talk about this,” you uttered. “It won’t kill me to give the guy a chance.”
“But it’s Naoya,” he said with disgust.
"Haha, yeah, I know. I think it should be fun, though. His attitude kinda intrigues me. All he needs is a good fuck, and he'll be waking up all happy and shit."
“I fucking knew it!”
“I mean, so what? We’re grown, right?”
“You’re right about that. You look gorgeous, by the way. That color suits you perfectly.”
“Thank you, Toru! I actually haven’t worn this dress yet. It’s been sitting in my closet for months.”
“Where’d you get it?”
You shrugged. “I don’t know. Nanami brought it for me.”
“I actually would rather you date him than Naoya,” he admitted.
“I’m not dating my boss, Satoru.”
“But you could fuck him?”
“T-That was only one time,” you flushed.
He gave you a knowing look while pursing his lips. “[Y/N].”
“What? I’m serious.”
“Haha. Whatever you say. You know I won’t judge.”
“Yeah, because you’re in no place to judge,” you sassed while giggling. Just as when you were going to continue insulting Gojo, you heard a knock at the door. “Ah, he’s here.”
Still stuck on what you said. "Hey! What is that supposed to mean?"
You rolled your eyes at Gojo before opening the door. “Anyways.”
As soon as you opened the door, Naoya nearly fell to his knees. His legs went numb, back stiffening from seeing your appearance. Even if he tried to be his usual snooty self, he wouldn't be able to. Naoya's mind went blank, and his throat dried up, surveying every feature of you. Never did he think he would feel "lucky" to have an opportunity before. He would ensure tonight would turn out perfect because he wanted nothing more than for you to consider the arranged marriage.
“My, my. You look absolutely ravishing, doll.”
You smiled. “Thanks, blondie.” He had a bouquet of flowers which caught you by surprise. “Hm, lavender tulips. My favorite flower. I see you did some research.”
“Well, I had to show you I was serious, didn’t I?”
“Hmph. I suppose.”
“I was worried you messaged me to change your location because you were trying to sabotage our date by sending me on a hunt.”
“Oh? And if I did? I’m not worth the hunt?”
“I would tear the city down for you.”
“Ugh. Can you guys leave already?” Gojo uttered.
Naoya's eyes wandered past you. "Gojo Satoru. Well, isn't it a pleasure to see you." He returned his attention to you. "You two are roommates?"
“N-”
“Yes!”
You turned to glare at Gojo. "No. He's my best friend. I've been crashing here since we met the other night."
“Doll, if you needed somewhere to stay, you could’ve just come with me. My bed has plenty, and I mean plenty, space for the both of us,” he said while ogling you.
“Do you have any game Zen’in?” Gojo interrupted.
“Satoru, can you not?”
"It seems as if I do. Hence, I'm taking this lovely lady out for dinner, and you're still in the friend zone," Naoya sneered.
“What’d you say—”
“Uhm, yeah. Haha, let’s go.” You took the flowers from Naoya and handed them to Gojo, quickly grabbing your purse to leave because you did not have the patience to listen to their cattiness. “Put those in a vase for me, okay? Bye, Toru!”
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Naoya wanted to ensure the night went by smoothly. Thus, he booked a reservation at a Michelin star restaurant with a beautiful rooftop view of the city. You had to admit. The establishment's ambiance was gorgeous, and the wine you were currently sipping on had the taste of top-notch quality. However, you weren't new to this luxury lifestyle, so he had to do more than this to impress you. He could've taken you to a hole-in-a-wall ramen spot for all you care. Instead, it was the person he was inside that you cared about. So far, he was doing okay.
He asked you a few questions about yourself, genuinely wanting to get to know you. To think he would be asking you, "what do you like to do for fun?" Ha. Looks like he's really trying to redeem himself. It wouldn't be Naoya if he didn't display his stuck-up attitude, but the more you conversed, it seemed like it was growing on you. You were too chilled to entertain, thinking it was comical, or you found him charming. Of course, it helped that he looked good, too.
You've been eyeballing each other throughout dinner. Even while you were eating your meal, you reminded eye contact. Those serpent-like eyes were up to no good. They oozed hunger. They were those same looks he was shooting you the night of your initial dinner. One thing about Naoya Zen'in, he was bold. Yes, he wanted to get to you know, but he made it no secret how badly he wanted to fuck you. He enjoyed your fiery side. However, he knew you would sound sweet while whimpering on his dick. Naoya was even cocky enough to assume you felt the same way. What a fucking douche.
You did your research about who you were dealing with. Naoya Zen'in. The twenty-seven-year-old rich boy was the youngest amongst his siblings to be the next heir of his family. Whatever the fuck that meant. His profession was Risk Analyst. Perfect for that haughty attitude of his. He was the best in his field. Very well-known at that. Naoya was adamant about perfection, ensuring nothing he worked on would fuck up. The numbers didn't lie, either. The more efficient he became, the closer he was to have his father's company given to him.
Though, that’s not all you found.
Naoya is a handsome man, and don't even think for a second he didn't abuse his good looks. Word gets around, and so does he. His social media following was vast. The thirst traps. Women under his comments saying they had a good time last night. Jumping from pussy to pussy was a sport Naoya was good at. He saw no reasoning for relationships. Just meaningless sex he would engage in. He didn't care if women were using him for money or a quick fifteen minutes of fame. They didn't mean anything to him anyways.
Yet somehow, you were sitting across this table from him while enjoying dinner, considering giving this arranged marriage a chance.
Here goes nothing.
“So, tell me, blondie. Why are you so adamant about this arranged marriage?”
“You’re a beautiful woman,” he smirks.
“That's a pretty shallow answer. There’s plenty of beautiful women in Tokyo, and I’m sure a man of your caliber wouldn't have any issue getting what you want, no?” you retorted while sipping your wine.
“No. You’re right about that. Though, it appears I’m having an issue now.”
You raised your brows, incredulously smiling. “Complaining?”
“Haha, not at all. I’m actually enjoying myself. As for you?”
“I didn’t throw my drink at you yet, so I guess I can agree,” you replied. “Seems like you’re not a relationship type of guy.”
“What makes you so sure?”
“I think we both know you’re a pretty popular guy, blondie. I did my research.”
He smiles. “And what is your thesis?”
“That your bedroom is pretty full.”
“Not my bedroom. However, my favorite hotel does see me quite often.”
“Charming.”
“Are you aware of how intoxicatingly alluring you are, Miss [Y/N]?”
Leaning back in your chair, you crossed your legs, having your glass of wine in your hand while swirling it. “You want to fuck me so badly. Don’t you?”
"I do, and the only reason I'm persistent about it is that I feel as if you want the same, no?"
You giggled. “You are truly something else, blondie.”
“See. I was able to achieve a smile on your face. Is that not progress?”
“Touché.”
“In all seriousness. You’re quite intriguing. I’m still learning about you, but something tells me you’re the one.”
“What? The one you’re going to fuck next?” you teased.
“No—the one I want to be in a relationship with. Even if we agree to this arrangement, we still have six months. I suppose it’s dating in a marriage?”
Since Naoya met you, you were all he could think about. He voiced his sexual attraction, but he saw much past that. He respected how you expressed your opinion. He was right. He didn't care about what his family thought of him. However, in all the other failed arrangements the young man had, the women would allow his father and uncle to degrade them. Some even cried in front of them. They were too intimidated by the Zen'ins', being scared away, immediately calling off the agreement. But not you.
Well, technically, you did "call off" the arrangement. Still, Naoya was glad you agreed to reconsider, assuring it would just be you and him. No families. With his profession, it was only natural to want a woman like you. Someone who wasn't afraid to speak their mind. The bluntness turned him on. It hasn't been long, but he grew to be called "blondie." Only by you because it reassured him that you were planning on keeping him around for a while.
"Hmm, dating in a marriage, you say?" You leaned forward, resting your elbows on the table as your eyes danced across his face. It felt like a couple of nights ago. The look on your face was filled with lust, slowly undressing him with your gaze. He was so pretty. You wanted to feel him. Yeah—you know what you were going to do next. "Come closer."
“Hm?”
You brushed your lips over his, playfully licking his bottom lip. Grabbing him by the chin, you gave him a sensual kiss. He seemed like the type, so you slowly gilded your tongue to intertwine with his. Naoya allowed you to take the lead because he was enjoying your actions. Despite that, he sucked on your bottom lip to show his hunger. The mixture of wine and your natural taste woke his needy friend up. He knew he would surely have you screaming his name after this kiss.
“I think we should get the bill. I want you to fuck me.”
He smirked. “Happily.”
—
You were now skin-to-skin being spooned by Naoya as he slammed deep into your gummy walls. His hand was hooked around your thigh, lifting your leg up to have better access to your aching cunt. His dick was so big. It stretched you, ensuring your pussy would hug his length perfectly. And that it did. Naoya didn't even give you time to adjust to his size. He was fucking you with the same adrenaline as a lion chasing its prey. The cream around his cock became more evident every time he pumped inside you.
What round was this? Two? Three. Neither of you knew because you were too lost in the moment. Round after round, you were going at it for four hours now. You couldn’t lie. Naoya fucks good. He fucks amazing, at that. He found your sweet spot without needing direction. Although foreplay wasn’t as long since he was desperate for your pussy, he made up for it while tending to your body while fucking you.
Naoya was proud to be right when he knew you would look and sound so sweet while getting your walls drilled. The heat that was burning across your skin was mesmerizing to him. He admired how the moon gravitated toward the ochre of your skin. How your beautiful plush two-toned lips were slightly apart, panting, saying how good it feels. Your brows were knitting as if you were confused about the girth of his cock. That fiery look you usually had was now on the brink of desperation.
His hips continued striking your ass while his length was swallowed by the warmth of your pussy. You were so tight. Naoya couldn't understand how your walls didn't want to let go of his dick. He felt as if your cunt was a snake wrapping around him, not having any intentions of letting him go. His pace became brutal at this point, and your moans echoed in the room. You dug your nails deep in the flesh of your palm, lolling your head where he would have access to lap at your neck.
“S’big. This feels so fucking good,” you whimpered.
“I know. You’re being such a good fuck toy for me, doll. You look absolutely gorgeous.”
“Fuck me harder.”
“Haha, I don’t recall taking orders from you.”
“Please.”
He began circling your clit, thrusting into your pussy to fulfill your request, causing tears of pleasure to roll down your cheek. "And to think you have that spicy mouth, here you are crying on my cock like a bitch in heat."
You glared at him. “S-Shut the fu—oh my gosh—f-fuck up.”
“Tch. Well, aren’t you a stubborn one?” He grabbed your face to crash his lips onto yours, exchanging moans as he picked up his pace. The gush of your cunt was driving him wild. Naoya had no problem working those thigh muscles if he knew your wetness would permeate the air. “You feel so good, doll. This pussy is dangerous. So warm—so tight. So fucking tight. Fuck, and you’re taking me so well. I know it’s a lot to handle, but you’re doing excellent.”
“T-Thank you,” you breathed.
“Submissiveness suits you well, pretty.”
Removing his dick from you, Naoya laid your back on the bed to have the perfect view of your body. You grew frustrated from being apart from him. However, that frustration soon turned into bashfulness as you watched how attentive Naoya was. He examined your curves with leisure, taking in every feature of your body.
The beauty mark on your right areola that he sucked. He traced the stretch marks on the roof of your breasts with his tongue. The fullness of your soft thighs that he held not too long ago. Your waist. Your thick fucking waist that he would place his hands on to continue fucking you.
He couldn’t get over how needy you looked. Squirming beneath him, begging to have his dick in your pussy. He placed wet kisses on your neck, working his way down to your sex. Naoya loved your inner thigh because it was so plush. He alternated between both legs, nipping at your flesh, then kissing it to alleviate the stinging. Those sweet yelps were something he wouldn’t mind listening to on repeat.
“Please. Please. I need your dick back in me, baby. Stop teasing me.”
“Anything for my soon-to-be wife,” he rasped.
Naoya stood on his knees before you, giving his cock a few pumps before aligning with your entrance again. Inch-by-inch, that crimson tip sunk into your silk walls until it kissed your cushion. A string of curse words escaped his mouth, lolling his head back due to the heat of your pussy. Naoya allowed his hands to explore your curves until they found the perfect spot to hold onto. Then—he went feral.
He was fucking the shit out of you. The sounds of smacking flesh were now presented. You screamed, nearly hollowing at the tip of your larynx. He never missed a meeting with your g spot while working open that stubborn cunt. How your breasts were hastily bouncing as he pounded you made him weak. And throughout this all, you never broke eye contact.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, [Y/N]. Ah, shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. This fucking pussy. Fuck,” he growled. “You are not going anywhere. This pussy is mine. Do you understand me?”
“Y-Yes. It’s yours.”
“Yes, who?”
You wrapped your arms around his neck to pull him into a sloppy kiss. After parting from him, your lips ghosted over his mouth. “Yes—blondie. Haha.”
He chuckled. “Hmph. Cute. Let’s see how long that lasts.”
“You know you like when I call you that,” you whispered.
“Oh, do I?”
You nodded. "You do. You like when I sweetly whisper in your ear, causing the hair on your neck to stand up. Every time my pussy squeezes your dick. When I drill my nails into your skin. You like it all, blondie. Don't you?"
“Fuck. Keep talking to me like that, doll.”
You licked the curve of his earlobe. “Your dick is so good. So fat and long. Stretching out my pretty pussy. You like how it feels?”
“Yes. Pretty fucking pussy. So wet. So, so wet.”
“And you’re going to make me cum again.”
“I’m—ngh—about to cum now,” he growled.
“And to think you had all that mouth, here you are whimpering in my pussy like a bitch in heat,” you mocked, causing him to nip harshly at your flesh. “Haha, you’re so fragile. I like seeing you crumble. As if you’re almost willing to submit.”
“Fuck, doll. Yes. Yes, I’ll be willing to submit to you. None can compare to you.”
You kissed his cheek. “Then, cum in my pussy. I want to feel that hot cum inside of me, blondie.”
Naoya's eyes widened at your request. He detached from your hold, wrapping his hand around your throat while his other was used to circle your throbbing pearl with his thumb. His erratic pace as he massaged your inner walls soon turned into sloppy thrusts. You felt his dick twitch in your pussy, indicating his near climax.
Usually, the women Naoya slept with had this well-forced orgasm face in an attempt to turn him on. Little did they know, it turned him off, causing him to flip them over so he wouldn't have to see it. However, with you? The pornographic look on your face was ethereal. To him, the expression on your face was genuine, being in pure bliss from the pleasure being delivered to you. Your natural beauty made him weak, and as soon as he felt your pussy clenching on his dick—he exploded.
The hot strings of cum beautifully painted your walls as his grip on your throat became tighter, and like the fox you are, you gave him a sly smile from the intense action. You fucked up. Naoya definitely wasn't going to let you get away now. No other woman made the blond chant their name the way you did. Your dripping cunt didn't want to be without his length. He rubbed your clit intensely, determined to rip that orgasm out of you, and that he did.
The way he continued to fuck you through your release caused you to squirt all his expensive sheets. This was one of the reasons why Naoya didn't bring women to his condo for sexual encounters. However, you were the only exception. Maybe he was a pervert because a thought crossed his mind about not washing the sheets after changing them. Your scent was so alluring to him. The perfect high. At those times, he wouldn't be inside of you, he could use those sheets to get one off.
“Haha, you’re a good fuck,” you purred through hitched breaths.
He gave you a coy smirk. "I could say the same for you, [Y/N]." Naoya removed his now soft member from your walls, causing you to share a final moan. He plopped beside you, trying to catch his breath from the intense pleasure he received these last four hours. Naoya was not the cuddling type, but he saw himself pulling you over to lay on his chest, placing a soft kiss on the crown of your head. "How do you feel?"
“I feel great. I’m just tired. What about you?”
“Amazing. However, I mean in regards to the arrangement.”
“Blondie, you really wanna pillow talk about this arranged marriage right now?”
“Haha, is that not why this date occurred?”
“Hmm, I guess you’re right.”
You gave it a thought. The date went by surprisingly well, and it’s clear the sexual chemistry you have was there. Maybe having your families there did hinder your initial meeting. Were you actually glad you gave him another chance? Yes. Marriage is a risk, especially when you’re both young. Still, you have six months to get to know each other. If anything goes wrong, you can simply call off the wedding. I guess it’s worth the shot?
“So, ‘til death do us part?”
You sighed, giving him a teasing smile. "Til death do us part, blondie.”
“Perfect,” he smiled.
“But—we gotta lay down some shit.”
“Haha, my attention is to you, doll.”
tags -- @dejwrites@poohbea @captaindsina @getosubaru@tojissword@theehcneypot@nova-siims@gardenof-venus@unsatisfiedanddisappointed@pyschopotatomeme @caribbeanwifey19
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⠀𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘶𝘯𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘺𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴. 𝘵𝘩𝘶𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘵 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘯𝘢𝘰𝘺𝘢 𝘻𝘦𝘯'𝘪𝘯. 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘮 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺. 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘢𝘰𝘺𝘢'𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘦, 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭?
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝗯𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗺𝗮𝗻!𝗻𝗮𝗼𝘆𝗮𝘇𝗲𝗻𝗶𝗻 𝘅 𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸𝗳𝗲𝗺𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿!
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝗰𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗸 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗼𝗻 𝗮𝗼3.
⠀𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘢𝘰𝘺𝘢 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺. 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘶𝘯 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘪 𝘢𝘮 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘳. 𝘪 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺'𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰. 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥.♡ 𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙥𝙡𝙪𝙨 𝙊𝙉𝙇𝙔. 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙤𝙧𝙨 𝘿𝙉𝙄.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬
𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮 - 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘶𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘯𝘢𝘰𝘺𝘢; 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘶𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘶𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯.
𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀! 𝘶𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺.
The night seemed never ending as you and Naoya remained awake, discussing your boundaries and expectations for each other. Usually, around this time, Naoya would be asleep, getting his "beauty rest." However, he is more than willing to stay up for your sake. You allowed him to accompany you to dinner and gave him the best sex of his life. Pillow talking with you was nothing he couldn't do, even if that meant you were yapping his ear out for the last hour or so.
You informed him about wanting your own space, and being your "fiancé" wouldn't make him entitled to your time. There was a certain way you lived your life, and you wanted to keep it that way, regardless of getting married. Naoya had a very "loud" lifestyle, and you didn't want that to affect yours. Yeah, you did go out almost every weekend, but you weren't as nearly well-known as him. Naoya's prominence didn't bother you as much because your best friend was just as, if not more, famous than him. The same best friend he was being catty with the other day.
Although you wouldn't mind seeing Satoru and Naoya roast each other, if the two of you were to be serious, he would need to understand that Satoru is your best friend, and that's not going to change. The last thing you wanted was to be put in a position where you had to choose between the two, say if hypothetically speaking, animosity escalated. But, for now, you wouldn't worry much about it because it just seemed like cat and dog beef.
And lastly, honesty. That was the main thing you wanted from him. You've read most of the articles, seeing what social media said about Naoya. He gets around, which is fine. He's a grown man who happened to be "single," so he's allowed to live as he pleases. Sex is how one interprets. If he sees it as something he did for fun, then who were you to judge? As long as he was clean and getting tested regularly, you didn't care. Though, if your feelings become evident, you would hope he had the decency not to continue with those "flings." If not, you wouldn't be able to continue with this agreement.
"You're not falling asleep on me, are you?"
He hummed. "No. My eyes are just closed. I'm taking in everything you're saying."
"Am I scaring you away?"
"Haha, of course not."
"Dammit. I was hoping to find a way out this arrangement," you teased.
"Sorry, pretty. I can assure you that you're not going anywhere."
"Why do I feel like that's a threat?"
"It's not. It's a promise. Also, 'til death do us part. Remember?"
"We haven't walked down the aisle yet."
"I'm aware, but we will."
"Speaking of, are you planning on inviting your family?"
"Hm, perhaps not my father and uncle. However, I do have an older cousin. I would say I look up to him. He has a son as well."
"Oh? That's good. I would love to meet them someday. Whenever you feel like it's ready."
"I think that would be nice."
"…Hey—can I ask you a question?"
"Hm?"
"What happened between you and your family?"
He deeply sighs. "Although I would love to talk down on my father and uncle, I don't believe now is the time to discuss that."
"You're right. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to pry."
"No need to apologize. I intend on telling you."
"Okay…"
"I have a request for you."
"Hm?"
"Will you move in with me?"
You pressed against his chest to give him a bewildered look. "Move in? I just talked about wanting my own space, and you're already asking me to move in with you, blondie?"
"I have four bedrooms with two only being used. You can take the upstairs room. We don't have to sleep in the same bed. However, I do believe it's best for us to live together. You don't want us getting married, then realizing you can't live with me, do you?"
"Hm, good point."
"Plus, I know you'd rather live elsewhere than with your parents. You informed me they meddle into your personal life quite often."
"Well, yeah, but I don't pay bills there."
He chuckled, kissing you on your forehead. "I don't know if you're aware, but I'm filthy rich. Even so, I would never allow you to pay bills. I believe you're my woman now. So your living expenses will be taken care of by me. I'll have my accountant add your name to my accounts."
You raised your brow. "Your woman? Haha, time to add territorial on the list as well."
"I never said I wasn't," he smirked. "How's my proposition?"
"Ugh. It seems like you keep winning me over. Fine. I'll move in, but don't make me regret this."
"You won't."
"I'm serious—Don't hurt me."
"I won't, [Y/N]. I'm certain of this."
"Okay—I'm going to sleep now," you said, shuffling out of bed to go to the upstairs room. Though, when you tried to, Naoya grabbed your arm. "What's wrong?"
"Where are you going?"
"To my room?"
"Do you not want to sleep with me?"
You smirked. "Is Mr. Zen'in catching feelings for me?"
"N-No. It's just you're already here. Might as well?"
"Haha, might as well." You returned under the covers, placing your leg over his hips, nuzzling your face in the crook of his neck. He happily clasped you into his embrace. His chest was firm but pleasantly comfortable. Maybe this couldn't be so bad?
"Another round?"
"Ha, if you can last longer than five minutes."
His cheeks flushed. "Well, who's fault do you suppose that is?"
"Whatever. Let's go to sleep. We have the rest of our lives to have sex. I think you'll manage."
"Oh? You plan to be with me for the rest of your life?" He teased.
You rolled your eyes. "Good night, blondie."
"Good night, soon-to-be-wife."
--
You eventually returned to your parent's house to pack your belongings, preparing for your move-in with Naoya. You felt your anxiety climb higher with every item you placed in a box. This probably has to be the most bizarre shit you have ever done. You're moving in with a man, practically a stranger, and you're set to marry in six months. Yeah. No worries. This is completely normal. You were all about taking risks, but even so, this was over the top for you.
Can't knock it 'til you try it, right?
Trying it out would finally put your parent's minds at ease. As soon as you walked through the door, you announced you were getting married. It helped you skip the lecture, and lord knows you did not want to hear your mother's mouth. You were convinced that she was the one that persuaded your father into agreeing with this because she was more adamant than he was. It brought her joy once you told her you decided to proceed with the engagement. She even stopped preparing for dinner to make phone calls to find the best wedding planner. Welp. Time to buckle up for the next six months.
You didn't realize how much shit you had while living with your parents. It felt as if you were moving out of a one-bedroom apartment. Luckily for you, Naoya hired movers to retrieve your items and safely deliver them to his condo, which you were thankful for. It gave you enough time to prepare to meet with your older sister, Kassandra, for lunch. It's been a while since you last saw her. Maybe two months? Between her profession as a lawyer, mothering a two-year-old, and being married, you could understand how difficult it was to get a hold of her.
Nevertheless, you were excited to see her, choosing to meet at your favorite brunch spot.
As you were waiting for Kassandra, she sent you a text saying she'd be ten minutes behind due to traffic on her way to drop off your niece at your brother's Obi house. You said in response that it was okay and to take her time. She would get the same meal, so you went ahead to order for the both of you for the time being.
Now, you loved your sister. She was like a role model to you, but she definitely took after your mother when lecturing. If you didn't hear it from your mother, Kassandra would ensure that you would listen to it from her. Like the rest of your siblings, she wanted the best for you. You were the only girls amongst your siblings, so the relationship you shared was different. Your sister was the second oldest. Thirty-three, to be exact. Thus, she experienced a lot in her twenties and didn't want you to make the same mistakes.
Speaking of…
"Hey, [Y/N]! I'm sorry for being late."
You stood up to hug her. "Kas! No, it's okay. Ah, I miss you, sis."
"I miss you too, girl. I know I kept rescheduling on you. Work's been kicking my ass."
"You done left me in the dust, Miss booked and busy," you teased.
"Haha, it's not even like that."
"Yeah, I know. I went ahead and ordered for us. That okay?"
"Oh my gosh, yes. I'm starving."
"So, tell me. How's life been treating you?"
"It's been well but hectic, as usual. Nothing new," she answered. “Hiromi and I are planning on taking a vacation soon."
"Oh, that's great. Where to? Do you need me to watch baby Aleesha? I don't mind. I miss my niece."
"She misses you, too. She's like, "where's Auntie [Y/N]?" I always tell her you're out getting drunk somewhere."
You scoffed. "Kassandra."
"Haha, no, I'm joking. But we're thinking about Aruba. We're actually taking Aleesha with us this time. I want her to see more parts of the world. Plus, I think she'll enjoy making sandcastles at the beach."
"Awe, yes. That'll be so adorable. Make sure you send me photos," you said. "And what about you and Hiromi?"
"We're great. Better than ever. Even though we've been married for six years, it feels like yesterday. He asked about you, too. He wants you to come over for dinner soon."
"I'm glad that you're happy, sis. I remember it was just yesterday we used to FaceTime, and you would tell me how you hated working together. Now, look. Y'all lovey and dovey and shit."
She giggled. "Yeah—yeah, you're right. Hopefully, I can say the same for you. So what have you been up to? You know, with the arranged marriage?"
You sighed. "Girl. Lemme tell you."
Your entrées eventually came, so throughout brunch, you informed your sister about the wonderful Naoya Zen'in. You told her that he wasn't as bad as everyone thought. The date was actually good, and if you said otherwise, you'd just be lying to yourself. Even if he was undressing you with his eyes, he still gave you his undivided attention as you talked. The responses he gave you weren't monotonous either. To you, he was worth giving a chance, but your sister thought you were trying to see the good in him.
Kassandra didn't know him personally, but she knew of him. Your sister was one of three top lawyers in the country, the other two being Nanami Kento and her husband, Higuruma Hiromi. Someone as famous as Naoya was certainly passed around when he needed a lawyer to handle his scandals. Fortunately, though, all three passed up his cases due to them not wanting to deal with the arrogant personality they had heard so much about.
She wasn't necessarily opposed to the arranged marriage with Naoya, but she was skeptical about it. Kassandra gave credit where it was due regarding his profession, but he was extremely good at keeping his bachelor life active. Word got around that he slept with a couple of employees at his father's company. He didn't treat women well either. However, they didn't care how they were treated because, to them, he was Naoya Zen'in. Just him giving them the time of day was enough.
Of course, that worried you a bit. Your sister has been through some fucked up relationships in her past. It took a while for a man like her husband to come her way, and she knew you also didn't have the best of luck with relationships. That one relationship you had when you were twenty-two really hurt you. Your ex just left without a word, not hearing from him since. Although Kassandra wants you to be happy, she can't help but think you have poor taste in men.
"Kas, you do know this is an arranged marriage, right? I didn't pick him out. Mom did."
"And I'll talk to her about that. But you did decide to give him another chance. Last thing I want is some random woman coming up to you to have that "I'm coming to you as a woman," bullshit," she remarked.
"He seems too blunt to be a liar, so if he had some fling going on, I'm sure he would tell me."
"Does he know about your fling?"
"W-What fling?"
"With Nanami Kento."
"Have you and Satoru been gossiping on the phone again?"
"Haha, I'll take that as a yes."
"Take it as a no. We only had sex once, and it was like three months ago. We flirt, but it's nothing more than that, and I'm planning on keeping it that way."
"Yeah, yeah. Whatever," she mocked.
"Yeah, yeah. Whatever, nothing. Please, can we not talk about Kento?"
"Kento? Ha, okay."
"I thought you were supposed to be the older sister."
"I am, I am. I'm just messing around. Back to Naoya. When y'all get comfortable, I want to meet him. Make sure to bring him over for dinner."
"Oh, gosh. So I have my lawyer sister and lawyer brother-in-law interrogate him?"
"You got it."
"Ugh. I love Hiromi, but I know how he is."
"Hey, he doesn't play when it comes to his sister-in-law," she smirked while stuffing a waffle in her mouth.
"Fine," you groaned. "Anyways, you're coming with us to find a wedding dress, right?"
"Duh, I wouldn't miss it for the world."
"Thanks, Kassandra. Make sure you bring Alesha, too. It'll be like a girls' day for us. Mom, grandma, and Auntie Sheila will be there."
"Sounds good to me."
--
It was nice catching up with your sister. You wished it was longer, but you knew she had to return to her busy life. Luckily, you would see her for dinner and dress shopping in a few weeks. After brunch, Naoya sent his personal driver to pick you up to escort you back to your new home. He informed you that all your belongings had been delivered to his condo, so there was no reason for you to return to your parent's house.
As you were in the backseat of the car, your mind began to wander to the words your sister spoke. That one "relationship" she was referring to when you were younger. Yes. It hurt you, not as much, but it did cause you to be avoidant. You told the guy you loved him, and he left the next day. You were dating for nine months. He didn't even give you the respect to explaining why. You refuse to refer to it as a relationship because it was so long ago.
You had to move on as if it never happened.
You made it to your new apartment building. The driver parked at the entrance, exiting the vehicle to aid you out of the car. The sounds of your expensive heels treading the granite porcelain floors echoed the lobby. You gave the receptionist a smile, but the way she greeted you threw you off.
"Good afternoon, Mrs. Zen'in. Mr. Zen'in wanted me to give you this keycard. It's an access key to your apartment and the amenities located on the premises."
Mrs. who?
"Uhm—thank you. I appreciate it," you uttered, continuing to proceed to the elevator. You couldn't help but think Naoya told the receptionist to address you as such. Stepping into your new home, you thought, "Yeah, this will be a long six months." As you walked in, you were immediately met with Naoya, standing shirtless in the kitchen while making tea.
"Well, hello there, doll. Don't you look gorgeous."
"Don't you mean, Mrs. Zen'in?" you mocked.
"Ah, yes. I see the receptionist has followed my request. I'll be sure to thank her."
"You wasted no time, huh?"
He walked up to you, pressing his chest onto yours while ghosting his lips over your ear. "Of course not. Since this arrangement is happening, I need the world to know that you're my woman."
"Hm, is that so? How're all your other women gonna take that?"
"Haha, I don't believe I have any other women. It's just you. Why would I need to go elsewhere after the wonderful time we shared a few nights ago—Mrs. Zen'in."
You smirked. "You're getting better at using your words, blondie."
"May I kiss you?"
"You may."
He titled your chin up with his index finger to examine your face. There was something about those pretty full two-toned lips he couldn't get enough of. The first kiss you shared, he allowed you to take control, but this time, it was his turn. He sensually grazed his tongue along your lips before swiping the muscle into your mouth. Your tongues immediately connected, groaning from how delectable you tasted. The kiss was short and sweet. However, it was enough to wake up his needy friend.
"I can definitely get used to this," he cooed. "Perhaps we should head to my bedroom or yours? Either works for me."
You giggled. "Perhaps not. I said you can kiss, not fuck me. It's time for you to get to know me, fiancé."
He pulled you over to the couch, grabbing your legs to place on his lap as your back rested against the armchair. "Okay, fiancée—Enlighten me."
tags -- @dejwrites@captaindsina @getosubaru@tojissword@theehcneypot@nova-siims@gardenof-venus@unsatisfiedanddisappointed@pyschopotatomeme @caribbeanwifey19
a piece of me dies every time im reading a fic and taylor swift lyrics pop up😭 then i realize the description of the oc or “reader” are very white coded like OH! that’s not…
pairing: camilo x black!reader
synopsis: camilo cuddling headcanons!!
warnings: none
type: headcanon
a/n: trying out some headcanons for a bit before continuing some other stuff
first off this boy looooves all kinds of physical affection whether it's hugs, kisses, love bites.
he wouldn't mind being the big or little spoon as long as he's touching you.
loves being big spoon bc it makes him feel like he's protecting you.
loves when you play with his hair as he finds it really relaxing.
when he's had a rough day all he wants is to lay in your arms.
he loves when you fall asleep in his lap or on his chest.
he will rest his head in the crook of your neck every. single. night.
you find it adorable how he'll cling to you which btw
he will not let you leave the bed even for a glass of water.
you guys always wake up in a tangled mess with legs intertwined and camilo somehow hanging off the bed
all in all he just loves sleeping with you and being close to you :)
"You Cryin'?"
~ ft Satoru Gojo
Synopsis - You and Gojo have been inseparable since childhood. Everyone thought that once you both got older you'd be more independent from each other (even you) but Gojo always happened to be there exactly when you needed him... ALWAYS.
cw. dacryphilia, breeding, dubcon?? (aphrodisiacs in your drink), oral sex (male & female receiving), implied/slightly Yandere! Gojo, implied stalking, implied noncon recording, best friend! Gojo, roommate! Gojo, dom! Gojo, sub! reader, black-coded reader, afab reader, pet names are used (baby, dollface, pretty, etc)
wc. 4k
AN: I'm really nervous since I haven't properly written a fic in basically two years... I hope you guys like it.
❗️minors & blank blogs DNI❗️
“Hey baby, wanna get out of here?” You shake your head as you giggle. You're both at the biggest Halloween party of the year hosted by the most popular frat on campus.
“Toru, we just got here.” Quite literally, you and Toru just walked through the door about five minutes ago. You don’t even have a drink in your hand yet. “Let’s have fun, especially since I look so cute doing it.” You’re both dressed as Velma and Shaggy from Scooby- doo, you wanted to be Velma, and Toru wanted to match whatever you wore so people ‘know your best friends’.
“You always look cute no need to go to a party to prove that.”
“But everyone’s at this one.”
“You can see all these people in school.”
“We live together. I can see you all day, every day.”
He groans in frustration. “Well, that’s different.” He wraps his arms around your waist, nuzzling into your neck as he mumbles. “I missed you. Can’t I miss my best friend?”
“I thought that was Suguru?” He groans and you giggle. “I mean, technically, you can miss me, but it should be hard when we’re basically attached at the hip.” You giggle, lifting your hand to run your fingers in his hair. You have been friends with Toru your whole life and have been quite literally inseparable since. Everyone says he is overly possessive and attached to you but he was always like that with everything and everyone… right?
“You say that like it’s a bad thing.” You can hear his pout. “I just don’t want you to, I don’t know, forget about me.”
“Toru.” You lift his head and turn around in his hold. To others, this would look quite intimate but both of you have always been touchy with each other. You hold his face, able to see his pout clearly. “I’d never forget about my best friend in the whole world. You’re my other half.” His cheeks and the tips of his ears turn a cute pink as a small smile grows on his face. “But I also have other friends I like spending time with as well.” His smile drops.
“Ugh, fine, but you’ll never have as much fun as we have when it’s just the two of us together.” He mumbles as you pull your hands from his pouty face with a giggle. You spot Suguru and Shoko walking up so you feel more comfortable leaving him.
“Others might take that the wrong way.” You tease as you walk towards your Sorority Sisters.
You end up splitting your time between your Sorority Sisters, random guys, Satoru, and the others. With your Sorority Sisters, you talk about upcoming events, classes or dance together. When you spend time with Satoru, he leaves the friend group, so it’s just the two of you, and he always has a drink in hand for you. Nothing new to you, honestly. You both dance, sing songs and talk about the most random things. The alcohol is definitely to blame for that, at least on your part, since Satoru is a terrible lightweight, so he doesn't drink much, if at all.
You could feel eyes on you when you were with your other friends, but when you looked around, no one, not even Toru, was looking at you. Strangely, you only felt like someone was watching when you weren’t with Satoru, and not just at this party but just any time you two weren’t together. Shoko teases you whenever you bring it up to her and the girls and says you think you're the main character too much.
But when you think about it, some things don't add up whenever you’re at parties. Guys come up to talk or dance with you, but for some reason, they’d always leave, no explanation, nothing. And every time that happens, Satoru is right there to take their place. He’s always there when you need him. When your car breaks down out of nowhere, he’s there. When you’re too drunk at parties or bars with your friends, he’s there to take you home. When you’re on a date that isn’t going so well, he’s always there making the perfect excuses so you can leave. You always joke that he has spidey senses when you need him since most instances, if not all… you never called or texted saying you needed him, and he’d just laugh.
At some point, the drinks start to taste a bit different, but you assume he’s just making a different mix now. But the more you drink, the hotter you feel. It’s like a fever is running through you, your legs feel weak, and your pussy is about to cause a flood. It’s starting to get bad, so you excuse yourself to the bathroom while your other friends tell you to be careful and that they won’t move so you can find them.
You go to a bathroom located upstairs in the frat to have privacy. Once you reach the bathroom, you can see the sweat ruining your edges and running down leaving streaks in your makeup. You wet a paper towel and dab your face and body with cool water, hoping it will help alleviate the fever, but nothing’s working. No matter how worked up you've ever been, it’s never been this bad or this random.
The door starts to open and you quickly push it closed, cursing yourself for forgetting to lock it. “Um, someone’s in here.” You croak, your voice filled with desperation and anxiety.
“It’s me, princess. Your friends said you were here, so I came to check on you.” You would usually relax when you hear Satoru’s voice, but for some reason, it makes the ache feel worse. “Come on baby, let me in.” The slight plead makes you tremble as the thought of him begging for you crosses your mind.
“Fuck, come in.” You move from the door letting him come in. You give him a once, twice, thrice over. You always knew Satoru was attractive; his fan girls can confirm that, but you never felt the need to rip his clothes off of him until now. You feel like a dog in heat with the thoughts flooding your mind.
“What’s wrong, sweets? You don’t look so good.” He leans close to your face as the cool back of his hand presses against your forehead. You shiver at his touch. Have his hands always been this big? “You feel like you have a fever. Wanna go home lovebug?” His voice moves through you like silk and you feel like you can barely stand.
You practically collapse in his chest, gripping his shirt tightly as you shake your head. “I…I can’t move.” His hands hold your waist causing you to whine in his chest slightly. You imagine his hands holding your waist as he fucks into you from behind, only making your pussy gush. “I feel so weak.” With your head in his chest, you miss the victorious smile on his face. His scent is driving you crazy. You should be used to it by now, but it’s almost like it’s fogging up your mind. “I don’t k-know what’s wrong with me, Toru.”
“Is there anything I can do? Maybe get you some water?” You feel him about to move away from you and tighten your grip with a ‘no’ that sounds like a desperate moan.
“Please don’t leave me.” You look up at him with teary eyes. You feel like you're drowning in him. “I- fuck, this is so embarrassing.” You whine as tears threaten to flow down your face. “I’m so horny Toru a-and I need you to help me. Fuck I know this sounds so insane, but please, I need you so bad.” Tears stream down your face as you beg him.
His face changes from concern to something you can’t tell. His eyes darken from his almost clear ocean blue to a stormy sea blue. His grip on your waist tightens, causing you to whine out his name pathetically, your head falling to his chest again. He grabs your face with one hand, squishing your cheeks as he tilts it up to his. A giant mocking smirk is on his face as he tilts his head slightly. “You cryin’?”
“Don’t tease me!” You try looking away, but his grip is firm.
“Tell me exactly when you need from me.” His face looks desperate to hear it from you. He leans his face close to yours, lips almost brushing against each other. You try to close the gap, but he doesn’t let you. “Come on, baby, say it for me.” He whispers, letting his minty breath ghost your lips.
“Please, Toru, I need you to fuck me.” As soon as the words tumble out your mouth, his lips are on yours hungrily. You’d think he’s the one who needs your help. This isn’t the first time you both have kissed, but this is one without party games and dares involved. You begged for this one, and Satoru is determined to make sure you never forget it.
He turns you both, pushing you against the wall with his hands, bruising your hips with his grip. He moves from your lips down your neck as you let a hand move to his hair. “Fuck I’ve dreamt about this.” He mumbles into your neck as he bites and sucks on the skin, leaving marks you’d have to cover up.
He lets a hand slide from your hip to your thigh, pulling your leg up to sit on his waist. Your skirt rides up, making it easier for him to grind against you. The feeling of your clothed core rubbing against the rough material of his jeans has you writhing and whining. “F-fuck Toru.”
You desperately hump yourself against the tent in his jeans with desperate whines. “Please, Toru- ah s-shit baby- need you inside.”
“I know, baby, I know.” He coos, lifting his head to kiss you on the lips. “I wanna make sure you can take me first, sweets.” He moves the hand on your leg to your clothed core, chuckling. “Aww baby, you’re soaking wet for me. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you.”
He slips down to his knees, all his focus on the space between your thighs. You lean against the wall for balance when you feel him force your legs apart before brushing his nose against your soaked panties. A throaty groan leaves him as he licks and bites at the drenched material. “Fuck pretty, you taste better than I imagined.” He yanks your panties down, letting them fall to your ankles. He helps you step out of them before pocketing the tiny material. He lifts your left leg that sat on his waist and puts it over his shoulder this time. You swear he has a dreamy look in his eyes when he’s face to face with your dripping hole. “Had dreams of tasting your pretty little pussy. So much prettier in person.”
You can’t even comprehend his words as he shoves his face in between your thighs. He licks, sucks, and groans on your clit while you wiggle and moan. When you try closing your legs, he harshly grips your thighs. “Don’t interrupt my meal.” He growls before spitting on your cunt, using his long middle finger to rub it in before pushing it into you.
Your hand flies to his hair at the stretch. “Oh yeah, baby, I always knew this pussy was so tight. Practically pulling my finger off.” He chuckles as his beautiful eyes stare up at you, cloudy with his intense desire. You almost think Satoru has never eaten in his life the way he devours your pussy like a man starved his entire life.
“T-toru so close…” You whine as you grind yourself against his tongue and fingers, using your leg on his shoulder to push his head closer to your aching core. He groans into you as he pushes his ring finger into you, barely giving you time to adjust before letting his pointer finger join the party. “A-ahhh, wait so much.” You yank at his hair, causing him to be pulled away from you, and the sight is breathtaking.
Finally able to see his entire face again, you see the bottom half of his face is covered in your slick. His eyes are so clouded by lust and desire that it’s overwhelming, and his hair is such a white silky mess between your fingers, almost like this was what his hair was meant for.
“Please baby, lemme keep eating.” He whines as he roughly finger fucks you. “Want you to cum in my mouth before you make a mess on my cock.” Your head falls back against the wall as your eyes close. They shoot open at the slap on your cunt. “Look. At. Me.” He delivers a harsh slap with each word, causing whines to fall from your plump lips, but you make eye contact to the best of your abilities, making the sadist smile. “Wanna see your face when you fall apart, dollface.” He coos at you as he kisses your cunt as an apology, sloppily making out with your swollen clit. “Can I continue my love?”
He truthfully doesn’t care what your answer is. He’s Satoru Gojo. He always gets what he wants one way or another. But seeing you weakly nod at him with a fucked-out look all over your face definitely made him love receiving an answer. He goes back to eating, switching his fingers and tongue so he is eating your pussy and rubbing your clit.
Each pump of his tongue inside you or each flick of his fingers drags you closer and closer to your desired end. “O-oh my fuck! Toru, I’m gonna- shit, I'm cumming,” You whine as you hump against his mouth. He doesn't say a thing, just fucks you harder and deeper with his tongue his way of begging you to give him what he wants. It doesn’t take long for your orgasm to crash over you, feeling more intense than any orgasm you've ever had. You struggle to keep your eyes open, but if they were closed, you would’ve missed the fact that you squirted for the first time in your life all over your best friend’s face.
Your orgasm doesn’t mean he’s stopping, though. He keeps licking at you, pushing you to slight overstimulation as he tries to drink every drop of what he's been waiting for and worked so hard for. You tug on his hair with broken ‘stop’ and ‘no more’ tumbling out your mouth. He lazily pulls away and looks up at you. “I thought you liked this. You always do it to yourself… why can’t I?” Nothing he’s saying makes sense to you, but honestly, you haven’t been able to think straight for a while now.
“Don’t tease me. Need you, Toru.” You plead as you pull him up into a hungry kiss, tasting yourself on his tongue. You let your hand slide to his crotch, fumbling with his button and zipper.
“Fuck, your such a needy girl.” He groans into your mouth as you finally undo his jeans, pushing them down. You look down to see his big bulge, probably the biggest you’ve ever seen. He must’ve seen the look on your face because he lets out a hearty laugh. “You just gonna stare, or you gonna take it out for me, pretty?” He tilts his head with a cocky grin, reminding you who he is.
“Fuck you.” You mumble as you squeeze him over his boxers, causing him to hiss. You slide down to your knees, looking up at him with a small smile. His eyes look down at you with a wild, almost crazed look.
“What are you-” Satoru is rarely shocked, but he didn’t expect to see you on your knees. No matter how much he dreamed of this, he didn't plan on it happening… not this time, at least.
“Need to make sure you can fit, right?” You tilt your head slightly as you pull down his underwear, watching with wide eyes as his cock slaps against his stomach, almost taking an eye out in the process. Not only was he big, but he was beautiful. He’s long, not too thick, with trimmed white hairs. His tip is a pretty pink mushroom that’s a deep, angry red from being neglected. He has a slight upward curve that is sure to destroy your insides. Everything is so perfectly proportioned, like everything else about him… perfect.
When you look back up at him, you expect to see a cocky look, but instead, he’s completely red and looking away from you with a hand covering his eyes. “F-fuck, don’t look at it like that.” He whines pathetically. You never imagined the day you’d see Satoru Gojo this embarrassed or embarrassed at all.
You giggle softly before you kiss his tip gently. He shutters with a shaky whimper, leaving him as his chest heaves. “I guess everything about you really is beautiful, huh Toru?” You tease, causing him to look at you with wide eyes. Once you’ve got his eyes on you, you take his tip in your mouth.
“Oh fuck.” He whimpers as his hand flies to your hair cautiously. He knows better than to touch your hair usually, but right now, he can’t help himself. If he doesn’t hold onto something, he’s going to cum undone right there. “D-don't look at me while you do it.” He groans when you take more of his cock in your mouth, ignoring him. “Don’t wanna- ahh fuck- don’t wanna cum yet baby please.” He pleads with you as his other hand comes down to your head.
You continue sucking his cock, taking barely half of it and using your hand to make up for what can’t fit in your mouth. When your cold hand touches his balls, he bucks into your mouth, causing you to gag. “Fuck, I’m sorry I just - oh shit- you just feel so g-good baby.” He stills your head as he slowly starts fucking your throat as he whimpers and whines, ‘I’m sorry’ over and over again. You hallow your throat and flatten your tongue, swallowing around him to make sure he feels as much pleasure as he’s given you.
You are mesmerized as you watch him fall apart above you. His pale skin is covered in a pink tint while it glistens with sweat, almost looking like glitter on his skin. His eyes are hooded, with his usual clear blue being clouded with so much lust, desire, and desperation. You swear he’s drooling as he ruts himself down your throat. “Oh shit, baby, I-I’m gonna cum- ah, can I please- ahh fucking shit- wanna cum.” You gargle an answer around him, causing him to buck faster. “T-tap twice for yes, baby, please.” You tap his thigh twice, and he wastes no time, brutally using your throat to reach his climax. His head falls back as you feel ropes of cum shoot down your throat. When his hands fall away, you pull him out with a pop, working your hand over him gently. You’re shocked that after all the cum he just released that he's still rock hard. His eyes fall on you as he breathes heavily, and you open your mouth to show you swallowed all his cum.
He yanks you up, kissing you roughly as he lifts you up to wrap your legs around his hips. “Fucking nasty girl, aren’t you?” He wastes no time pushing his tip into you. Your mouth falls open as his tip stretches you out. “You got it, baby. We made sure I could fit, remember?” He gives you barely a minute before he pushes more of his cock into your tight weeping cunt. “You’re sucking me in, I can’t help myself.” He whispers as he bites your neck, pushing himself all the way in. You let out a scream at the feeling of every inch inside of you, hitting spots you’ve never felt touched before. “You take my cock so good, fuckin’ made for me.”
Your head drops to his shoulder as you hold onto him for dear life. “Move Toru, I can take it.” You whimper out, and he does just that. How can he say no to his beautiful best friend when she’s begging to be fucked? He snaps his hips into yours brutally, squeezing your ass as he fucks you with no remorse.
“Such a good fucking girl for me, takin all this dick.” He rests you against the wall so he can move a hand to your stomach, pushing on the bulge he left there. You bite his shoulder as muffled sobs leave your swollen lips. “Feelin’ me all in your tummy, baby?” He coos as you lift your head to meet his eyes. The sight of tears falling down your face does something to him, it always has. He lets out a sadistic laugh as he returns his hands to your ass before proceeding to fuck up into you while bouncing you on his cock.“Fuck baby, cry for my cock that's right.”
Every hit has him hitting your G-spot over and over, not giving it a single break. “I’m gonna ruin you for every guy after me.” He growls in your ear. “Not even your fingers or pretty little toys will satisfy you when I’m done.” You whimper as you feel your second orgasm ready to destroy you. “You’ll beg for me when you play with that pretty little pussy, always babbling dumb shit. Now it’ll be my name on repeat.” His words are so confusing but help drag you closer and closer.
You don’t even have a chance to warm him before your creaming on his cock, making a white ring around his base as he continues fucking into you. He pushes his head into the crook of your neck, leaving bite marks next to the previous ones he’s left. You squeeze him for all he has as you feel a third orgasm approaching. “Shit baby, imma cum baby. Ahhh where? W-where do you want it, princess?” Honestly… he’s gonna cum inside you, but he just wants to hear what you’ll say.
“I-inside Toru, please inside.” As soon as the words leave your mouth, he’s shooting his cum into your womb with a whine of your name and a joyful feeling. Of course, you’d want the same thing he wants. You two are obviously meant for each other, always have been, and always will be. He sits there for a bit as you both try to catch your breath.
“Do you feel better?” He whispers, gently kissing your forehead as he places your feet on the ground. You nod weakly as you lean into his chest. “Good.” He pulls out, pulling your panties out of his pocket and helping you put them on quickly before too much of his cum can fall out of you. Keeping an arm wrapped around you, he opens the cupboard under the sink and pulls out a rag you recognize from home. “I’m gonna clean you up a bit, and when we get home, I’ll properly take care of you.” He whispers as he wipes your legs from the messes you both made. He kisses your legs, fingers, and head as he helps you fix your clothes and himself.
Once you both look somewhat presentable, he pulls you into his chest. “I love you, baby girl,” he whispers as he gently kisses your lips, pulling your skirt down though it already covered you.
“I love you too, Toru.” You whisper back before he walks out of the bathroom. After taking a moment to breathe, you walk downstairs to where your Sorority Sisters are waiting for you.
“Girl, where have you been? We’ve been looking for you.”
“What do you mean? I was in the bathroom upstairs. That’s where you guys sent Toru.”
“Um, what are you talking about? Gojo never came to ask us where you were.”
“Yeah, even if he did, we didn’t know you were upstairs.”
Anthousai nymph reader
She is a kook who always has a flower of some kind whether she's holding it or putting it in her hair. Is a serious plant hoarder, sees them as her babies, her room was to full so she begged her parents for a greenhouse. Always in her own little world, and even though she's trying not to be rude she ends up ignoring those around her. A very sleepy person if the sun is shining on her she'll fall asleep immediately. Only goes to the country club because they have great lighting otherwise she rather be anywhere else. When she's actually engaging in the conversation she'll seem like she's falling asleep and will somehow steer the convo to plants no matter what the conversation was.
I wanted to make different types of readers based of nymphs. Lmk what yall think! 😊
Sleepy beauty
My writing skills are a little rusty, but this has been on my mind for a while. This is anthousai nymph reader x Pope Heyward and how the two met, taking place during season 1. Longer than I thought, hope yall enjoy!
He needed to find a place to hide, Rafe and his friends are on his tail. JJ and him already been separated so he had to hope JJ didn't get caught and pray he doesn't. As Pope was running he decided to just pick a store and hope they didn't see him so he can hide. He must have the worst luck today, he managed to run into the most abandoned shop in town. The store only had the old woman who runs the store and someone looking at the different plants. He couldn't run back out that would be too risky, especially since he can hear them coming closer to the store.
Pope decided to hide behind the table that was jam packed with different plants, he tried not to sneeze from all the scents mixing together. Then his heart froze from the sound of the bell ringing, through the leafy plants he saw Rafe and Topper heavily breathing as they ran through the door. From the sound of the shop door bursting open the woman had turned around and saw Pope squating behind the plants. She could understand why he was sitting there, too sleepy to put two and two together. 'Damn... I need a n-' her thoughts are interrupted by Rafe's booming voice. Him yelling for her attention while Topper looks hesitant and ready to leave. "Hey man he isn't here, let's just go." Topper says already half way out the door. "Shut the fuck up, Hey (y/n) have you seen Pope?!" Rafe yells, his voice a little too loud for her liking. "Who? If your looking for a Pope Rafe I think a church is a better place to look..." He makes a frustrated sigh after her comment, he started to describe this "Pope" person and then it clicks. The guy Rafe is describing is the same guy that's hidding be behind the herbs! 'Damn I really need a nap.' She thought as she moves to look at the plants that were on the table standing right next to the hidden man.
Pope prays that she don't reveal his hiding place and turns to you with fear in his eyes, hoping she'll get the message. "Hey a-are you listening to me?!" Rafe's voice booms his angry stutter becoming evident as he realizes that she weren't looking at him, probably not paying attention. Which was only half right, she were listening just didn't like looking at Rafe's face for too long. She just don't want the nightmares. "Rafe, you're just like poison ivy, invasive and annoying to get rid of. No I haven't seen this 'Pope' person, so please leave your giving me a headache." She snapped as you finally turned to look at him and Topper, their faces riddled with shock. The same expression painted Pope's face as well, he's never seen a kook snap at Rafe like that other than Kie. Her face remains unchanged as she picks up two plants that look the exact same. Rafe huffs as he angrily storms out the door as he continues his search, motivated let his anger out on Pope, Topper stumbling to follow him.
Still looking at the flowers the girl addresses him, "you can stand up now they're gone now." Pope slowly stands up still a little hesitant to leave the safety of his hiding place. He looks at the person who just saved his life and is able to finally get a proper look at her. Her face dewy and flawless, if she's wearing makeup it's hard to tell. It was like her hair was a cloud and every strand of hair was in it's place. Her clothes that even though they're simple you can see how expensive it is. yet she's uncaring about whether these clothes gets dirty frome the dirt in the shop. She was beautiful, a kook through and through, which made him question why she helped him. She not only helped him but she also insulted the angry kook prince himself, to his face. Realizing he was staring, even though she wasn't paying attention too deciding where she wanted to sleep today, he quickly cleared his throat and thought of something to say. "Thank you for helping me, you really saved my life." He didn't want to question why she helped him, wanting to not upset her. She finally looked at him after a bit, sleepy eyes and lazy smile painting her face. "No problem, but now you owe me Mr. Pope." She turned her whole body turns to face him, manicured hands still holding the flowers. Panic sets in his face, worried what she wanted to from him to repay his 'debt' to her. While a million thought run through his mind she holds out the twin plants.
"Which one?" She says her head slightly tilting lazy smile still on her face. His thoughts stopped and looked at the plants, roses, does it really matter which one he chooses? Is the choice going to decide his fate or is it just a choice of which one looks better? As he thinks about the meaning behind this choice the girl yawns making a small noise that brings him out of his mind. Even her tired expression and yawn is beautiful. "Does it matter? They're the same flower." He says hoping he didn't make the wrong move by asking. "These are two completely different flowers! These are roses while these are Double impatiens. So yes it does matter." She exclaimed holding up one plant then the other as she says the names of them. Confusion sets on Pope's face as he looks at her, even when she points out which is which he doesn't see how it matters when they look the same. Seeing his still confused face causes her to sigh pulling the plants closer to her chest, possibly causing her shirt to get dirty. "Ok I'm gonna need you to study up on plants, next time I'll ask again. If you say something like that again you'll regret it." She turns around as she says this, only turning her head to look at him squinting as she made eye contact. He stood there as he watch her turn and go to checkout and then leave the store. When he finally leaves the girl is long gone, he now wishes he could have talked to her longer. Her calm voice and sleepy expression riddles his mind as he walks, completely forgetting why he went into the store in the first place but happy that he did. As he walks JJ ran up to a smile on his face while he's gasping for air. "Barely managed to lose them, glad to see that you're ok." JJ says as he bends over hoping the ground will provide him with more air. "Hey do you know if Kie or John B has a book about plants?" Pope says still looking forward in somewhat of a daze, JJ looking at him confused as he continues to gasp for air.
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