#tell me why this nigga i see this nigga from the corner of my eye tryna wave me down😐

[wasteland-lover]

pics from like two days ago

[thebestandrealestever]

..shut up my moms calling !

miles morales 42 x black fem reader

sum: miles is always there . warns : cursing . a/n : the blue story is not coming out right now, i done got my heart played wid so bad . it hurts to much to write that story and i need sum happy . it is coming out just not now, sorry to let u down . and sorry this short i got finals coming up , bop = hoe

based off jace nd crystal from swagger .

miles has always been there , even when he wasn’t he was . you could feel his eyes on you when he wasn’t even in the room , you hoped it wasn’t just you being delusional and your falling out hurt him as much as it did you . now what you didn’t know is it hurt him so much more, it consumed him . and he did swing by your house , your school , and your job . where ever he knew you would be just to see you . you fell out because he was with a girl and he wasn’t treating her the best and u checked him on it . he didn’t wanna be with her and you didn’t want him to either but you’ve known each other way too long to say anything . his parents and yours would often tell each other it was only temporary, you both thought it was weird they stayed in touch but you both hoped it was. you checked on him too , watching his location on your phone or even stopping by the bodega he’s always at . you were actually doing it right now , at the lil corner store miles was always at . you roamed the store just to do it and then you saw curly hair that couldn’t be any one else , you saw your best friend . but to not make it look like you were stalking him, you quietly walked in the aisle he was in . fake looking at the candy while your mind and heart were racing . and he noticed you too , he noticed you walk all the way over there and noticed you looking at candy you didn’t even like.

“hey bop” he finally said turning his head to quickly scan you then turning back and his tone irked you a little but you shook it off .

“who a bop ? anyway hey girl .. “ “ i miss you .” he said in a hushed tone so maybe you wouldn’t hear . “i miss you too, a lot.” you said and his nonchalant demeanor broke , the real him returning , only you could do that . he put his candy down , hugging you as he let out a breath he didn’t know he had . you leaned into the familiar touch , you really really missed him .

“can we not do this again ? life so boring without my favorite hoe .” you said with a sweet smile truly meaning every word , “say it again i bet iah smack tf outta you .” he said laughing and you laughed too, acting as it no time had passed , but you both knew nothing could go unsaid , as the laughter died down and you left the store he spoke up . “ i’m sorry.. about acting like that , i just don’t get why it made you so upset i was with her .” he said walking on the outside of you like he always did . “ion know i guess i didn’t want you with her , you were also treating her like a dog .” you said mindlessly only realizing when it already left your mouth , did you just say that ? “shit not that like i wanted you or anything, i just didn’t want gwen to be h-“ “she wasn’t you , i tried to see you in her but i just couldn’t .” he said stopping in his tracks pulling your hand to turn around at him , “oh , u want me real bad get off my body damn .” you said obviously kidding to avoid talking about your feelings “u play too much” he said leaning into kiss you for like the 4th time ? you always ended up kissing miles , so you let him and it happened like it always happened . it was special like always, different than anybody you’d ever kissed . “you like me or sum ? you always kissing me like damn nigga get out my mouth !” “yo stfu fore i rly do sum to you lil boy .” he said as he starting walking again and you looked around for the “lil boy” “where he at? ion see no lil boys” you said catching up with him and he just chuckled as his response . “i want you , i want us” he finally said as you smiled at the words you’ve waited so long for , “me too .”

[raynehmms]

Being a cheerleader comes with many perks rather they be good or bad. The worst was the unwanted attention it drew from random people.

Before the game you met up with Ony! In your cheer skirt that went just past your ass, sleeveless short cheer shirt with matching red and black bow on her high ponytail. “Mama you look so good.” He looks you up and down as you come around the corner. You give him a twirl showing off your frilly cheer skirt. “Well thank you. You look handsome yourself.” You smile walking up to him and putting your hands and his lower stomach admiring how he looks in his basketball jersey. He smiles down at you and kisses your glossy lips it smearing on his lips. You push his face away playfully agitated at him for messing up your lipgloss that you just applied. “Why would you do that I just fixed it.” “I’m sorry mama they just look so juicy. You know how I feel about your lips.” He holds your waist getting ready to lean in for another one but before that one of his team mates call for him. Them getting ready to go onto the court for warm-ups. Hearing this your hurriedly kiss his cheeks and run away to get to your team yelling back to him “I’ll see you after the game!! Good luck!!”.

After brining them out with you being the first in line and Pom Pom’s raised in the air you take the sidelines starting to cheer not noticing a certain person in the stands looking you up. A certain basketball player takes notice quickly feeling something agitating him in the back of his mind forcing him to look into that direction and follow the dudes eyes landing on you. It didn’t affect him that much until he heard somebody calling you out your name from the stands. “At yo ma shake that shit fo me” That same nigga that was staring you up and down says while pointing at you and dapping up his friends sitting next to him. Him being very loud you herd this and looked at him briefly before blushing out of embarrassment and annoyance.

Now Ony didn’t take this well his teammates seeing his anger cross his face and his start pulling up his shorts the grab him his coach pulling him out the game temporarily. You glance at him using your eyes to tell him to calm down. He meets your eyes nodding your way as his coach lectures him on staying in the game. Eventually they put him back in, his team winning the game after him shooting straight 3’s for the rest of the game.

After the game you rush over to him after you coach talks to your team hugging him and kissing him. “Congrats!! I’m so proud of you papa!!” He wraps his arms around your waist hugging you. “I see you was doing yo shit over there.” “I try.” He looks over your shoulder while you’re talking seeing the nigga that cat called you walking towards y’all. He pushes you behind him standing tall and looking him up and down. “What’s up wit chu bro?” He mean mugs him holding your hand as you stand behind him wondering what going on you step from behind him still holding his hand. “Nun I was looking for shorty next to you.” That random nigga says looking you up and down and licking his lips. “Nigga you ain’t see me just kiss her? She my girl. So imma ask you again. Whatchu want nigga?” “I just said yo girl. I��m way better than you bum ass nigga.” At this Ony gets mad taking his hind out of yours and pushing you behind him and clenching his fist and stepping up to him “who you callin a bum? Don’t get fucked up over here lil nigga.” The other dude stepped up to “the fuck you gon do?” Next thing you know Ony punches him dead in his face knocking him dead off his feet. Him not stopping he continues until some of his teammates and a few coaches come over separating them both.

During this whole ordeal you were shocked, he has never acted physically agonist somebody in front of you so naturally you didn’t know what to do but back away and try to to get hit while they were fighting. Snapping out of your face you drag Ony away from everyone back near the locker rooms. “Chill out! Relax!” He ignores you walking back and forth still mad as hell and punching his hand. “He lucky they were there or on my momma I would’ve killed that nigga for real.” “Yo relax he not even in here no mo.” You walk up to him not touching him but standing in his line of view, him finally meeting you eyes and his tense body relaxing at seeing your worried expression. “I’m sorry I just could let him keep talking. He know exactly what he was doin I can’t let shit like that slide ma.” “I understand that but this ain’t the place, you know this so your career. What if the coaches kick you off Ony?” “They won’t. They need me don’t worry about that. Are you okay.” He grabs your face crying for any marks or to see if you got hit because you were so close to the fight. “I should be asking you that question.” You push his hands away grabbing his face and inspecting it only seeing a busted lip from one good hit, you touch it gently and he winces. “I’m sorry.” “You good.” “We need to go see the athletic trainer for this. It’s bleeding.” “I’m fine ma really I swear.” You take his hand. “Hell no. Let’s go or imma tell yo momma.” “Ight ight you got it let’s go.”

[tainted-liquor]

Su Tiara Rosa₊˚⊹♡

E42!Miles Morales x Daddy’s Girl!BlackFem!Reader Ingredients: sugar, kisses, n a lil bit of smiles! TWs: Cussing, (im not tagging it nm after this) N word usage, suggestive jokes if ur rlly perceptive W/C: 2.1k!! A/N: PART 2 OF THIS FIC!! RAAGAGHHH (you see any errors no you didnt.)

You spent the next few months talking to Miles nonstop, building a relationship, and getting to know each other little by little. One thing was for sure, the communication was consistent. You went on various dates, with you each surprising and outdoing each other each time. Even though you weren't officially a 'thing', with you telling Miles you don't do boyfriend slash girlfriend until you meet each other's parents, all of that changed today. You made plans with Miles to formally introduce him to your parents, and to say you were nervous was an understatement. It was all that plagued your mind, the idea consuming your glittery pink brain tissue and replacing it with small details about Miles.

You paced around in circles in your room, contemplating if you should wear something pretty for your soon-to-be boyfriend or just stay casual. Would Daddy like him? Mommy already seems to take a liking to him but-...oh no what about your brothers? You thought everything over a thousand times, groaning loudly as you flopped down onto the floor to 'clear your head'. You spent 15 minutes on the soft carpet of your room, overthinking everything as you contemplated canceling today entirely.

You checked the time on your phone through heavy-lidded eyes, huffing as you grazed over the number 4:27 on your clock. You pulled yourself up off the ground and made your way to your closet, deciding on a cute house outfit to wear since you were...literally only having dinner downstairs and then making cookies with Miles. You heard a couple knocks at your door before it nearly came flying off its hinges, revealing 4 pairs of eyes staring at you blankly. You deadpanned, watching as 4 very unwelcome guests filed into your room with confused chirps and sniggers of amusement. Your brothers poked and prodded at your face and room, questioning why there was so much noise coming from your 'pink corner' of the house.

You huffed in annoyance, shooing them all out as they let out noises of disapproval and entertainment. "C'mon, get out I don't want you here...HOW ARE YOU ON MY SHELF?" You shouted, wide-eyed as you watched your brother 'DJ' hang onto your tall dresser. You swatted him down with your pink mini fan, brutalizing your older brothers as they giggled their way back out of your room. Like who do these niggas think they are? Anyway, you have more important things to attend to.

You groaned in slight fear as you realized it was almost time for Miles to make his way over to your house, sucking in a deep breath and fixing your Afro puffs in your vanity mirror. After making sure you looked slightly more presentable than usual, you made your way down the stairs on tip-toes to not disturb the calm atmosphere. “There’s my princess! What’s wrong, you look troubled?” Your dad sparked, immediately tearing his gaze away from what looked like his paperwork. You gave a nervous smile, slowly preparing to explain that you intended to bring a guest to dinner before the doorbell rang. Shit.

You slowly inched towards the door, confusion residing on your father's face as you painfully opened the door, revealing a 'nonchalant' dead Miles. "Daddy, this is Miles..! My new boyfriend!" You muttered, pulling Miles into your house by his hand. He gave a shaky "Hello, Mr. and Mrs. L/N" as your mother materialized from the kitchen, glaring at the two of you with a blank expression. "Hey! Princess, why didn't you tell me we'd be having guests? I would've moved my work to my study!" Your father joked, laughing loudly as he cleared off the living room table. Your mother smiled, giving him a small "Welcome back, Miles! Food should be done in a couple of minutes, alright?"

The two of you stood in shock, utter confusion filling your mood as everyone continued on like normal. "Wait, mommy, you're not mad? Daddy, you're not either?" You asked, tilting your head to the side as your brothers began to pour in an unintentional single-file line. Your parents looked both confused and amused, your mother answering quickly. "Why would we be upset? We know Miles, lovebug. We'd be upset if you brought home some...gangbanging bum you never introduced us to." Miles sniggered, quickly walking over to the dining room table and talking to your brothers as he saved you a seat next to him. "Huh..." you hummed, slowly processing that Miles had already done everything right, and didn't need to do anything to impress the pair.

You took your seat next to Miles, watching as he quickly bonded with your older brothers. "Nah, Nah. It's not even like that. Ask her yourself" he shrugged, nodding in your direction. "Ask me what? What's happening?" You queried, leaning over the table so you could see your brothers all doing their own thing. Your brother Kazir only waved a hand at you, signifying not to worry about it as he struggled to keep a straight face. "Nah, cuz what are you saying over there that's THAT funny?"

The table began to erupt with bickering, you arguing back and forth with Kazir and Zakova. Your father came in not too long after, setting up the food and scolding your brothers for annoying you. They rolled their eyes, taking their plates and going upstairs to their rooms as you giggled under your breath. Your parents rolled their eyes, immediately returning their attention back to you and Miles. "So! Miles, how long have you and Y/N been together? We sure do hear a lot about you" your mother giggled.

You buried your face in your hands, looking down at the ground as Miles chuckled. "Well, we didn't really start dating until today? She wanted me to meet you first before jumping into anything" he sighed as he placed a gentle arm over your shoulder. Your mother seemed both shocked and pleased, sporting a warm smile as she passed a cup to Dj. "Oh wow! So you waited until she was ready to bring you here?" She asked. "Yeah! That exactly" Miles responded with a warm smile.

"That's wonderful! I'm glad to see someone in the world who knows patience. Unlike...some boys." Your father added, subtly eying your brothers. "Dad!" Navir grunted, giving him a sharp side-eye. You giggled, finishing up the last of your food as you flipped off Navir under the table, earning you a very suspicious-looking nod and a low mumble of "remember that." As Miles finished up his food, you offered to help your parents with the dishes as DJ and Navir dashed up the steps. "Nah, we got it. Go, show Miles some more of your sketches!" your mother urged as she beckoned you both upstairs.

You raced straight to your room, dragging Miles with you by the hand as you giggled all the way up. "You play smash? Or are you a Mario Kart person?" you asked, grabbing your switch and semi-flipping onto your bed. Miles looked up at your tiara case, clearly in awe about how gorgeous it looked as he mumbled out "Smash Bros..." You got up, climbing up on your shelf to reach the pretty pink tiara, gently holding it in your hands like the holy grail. "Pretty, right? Daddy won it for me at some sort of auction years ago!"

Miles nodded, watching as the pink crystals glimmered underneath the dim yellow light of your room. He gently took the tiara from your hands, placing it as delicately as possible on your head and fluffing out your curls. You attempted to fight the smile that formed on your face as he turned you around, facing your mirror as he rested his hands on your hips. "¿Ves? Una chica tan bonita" He cooed as he gave your face a little squeeze with his hand, watching as your smile widened in the mirror. "C'mon, let's play some Mario Kart" he stated as he scooped you up and sat you back down near your bedframe.

You screamed internally, laying down on your bed with your pretty pink switch in your hands as you fought the urge to kick and scream into your pillow. He casually took out the 'spare switch' you had in your nightstand, that was basically his as he booted up Mario Kart. He chuckled lowly, looking over at you before mumbling a menacing "I'm not letting you win" into your ear as you chose your racer. "Me and baby peach will fucking smoke you, try me" You spat, giggling as he gave you a small pat on your head. "Sure, Mamas. Sure you will" he taunted as the countdown sounded off.

You spent 30 minutes trying to beat Miles in Mario Kart, feeling like you were on the verge of tears until he let you win. "LETS FUCKING GOOOOO!" you shouted, standing up on your bed and flexing as you yelled like a madman. Miles's eyes widened in amusement, gently holding your ankle so you wouldn't fall as he reminded you to be careful and that you still had your tiara on. You held your tiara firmly, carefully sitting back down on your bed with Miles as you turned off your switch. "I'M THE GOAT. ME! I'M HIM!! I'M HER!!" You shouted, watching as Miles laughed at your antics.

"How does it feel to lose? Get mixed. I know it hurts." You retorted, crossing your arms and holding your head up high. Miles blankly stared at you for a minute, giggling quietly. "First of all, I let you win cuz yo ass was about to cry. Second of all, you won 1 round of 20-" he began, voice laced with obvious amusement. "I don't care! I won! I won! C'mon, let's go make these victory cookies."

You quickly jogged down the stairs, nodding your head upward to greet your brother DJ, who was staring deeply at the blue-ish light of his phone screen. "What y'all bouta do?" he asked blankly, not tearing his focus away from his phone. "We bouta make cookies. You want some?" You asked as you slowed down your speed-walk to the kitchen. "Yeah, as long as they not them fuckin'...mint cookies you made last time. Shit tragic."

You roll your eyes, giving him a thumbs up as Miles chuckles to himself. "ain't shit funny Morales." you grumbled as you got out the ingredients for heart-shaped sugar cookies. "My bad Mami." Miles muttered as you sat down on the kitchen counter, scrolling on your phone for a recipe on sugar cookies. You showed Miles the recipe, watching him scan over the information and ingredients as you got out the necessary contents. You spent about an hour in the kitchen, watching as Miles did most of the work.

"How the fuck you can't bake? Nigga this was YOUR idea?" he asked with a lazy smile, arms flexing as he whisked the butter, sugar, egg, and vanilla extract together. "Has anyone ever told you your arms look delectable" you stated flatly, clearly not hearing his previous question as you stared at his arms. "You don't have noooo filter! Thank you, mi muñequita" he laughs, pausing his mixing briefly to take a breather before continuing his brutal assault on the whipped butter. You gave him a small smile, adding the flour, salt, baking powder and a little bit of strawberry powder to the bowl and watching as he continued to mix the combination until it resembled a dough. You placed down some flour on a large baking sheet, rolling and kneading out the dough and breaking it into little pieces as you covered the smaller balls of dough in sugar before shaping them into hearts.

You handed the baking sheet to miles, watching as he chucked them in the oven and sat on the kitchen counter with you. He scrolled on his phone with one arm around your shoulder, briefly stopping so he could watch as your legs swung back and forth as they dangled off the counter. You hummed to yourself as you watched his phone screen, finding his feed much funnier than yours as you giggled at every other post on his explore page. He had over 5k followers on Instagram, but only followed you and four other people as he opened up his Instagram camera, snapped a quick photo of you two holding hands, careful that neither of your faces were in the camera. He uploaded the photo to his story before hopping off the counter to retrieve the cookies from out the oven.

He sat them on top of the counter, putting his phone down as he took one fresh off the tray, not even wincing as he picked up the hot cookie. "Miles! Are you okay how are you not-" you began, quickly being silenced as he place the cookie in your mouth, thumb grazing the tip of your tongue and giving you a kiss to the forehead.

"Soy puertorriqueño. That shit is nothing to me" he stated, clearly unbothered as fuck.

"Miles make me knock you out."

[solitude4chiron]

I.Visiting a friend

Hobie brown x Black reader

A/n: No smut in this fic but there will be multiple parts later 🤫

———————————————————————— The summer is the best time to be outside in New York. Water balloon fights, pool party’s, blocks playing music that filled the city, crop tops and bikinis. It was like this since you were little, and undeniably there’s no place like home

Tonight you and your friends were cramped in a small hot bathroom doing makeup, hair & all of the above for a party. One girl doing lashes, one girl doing her lip liner, one girl doing her nails & another taking pictures and controlling the playlist

“Y’all my nigga just texted me to come on so let’s start heading out” one of your other girlfriends shouted from in the living room, and after a few minutes everyone was in the car taking videos and lip syncing music  for tonight’s ig story

By the time you walked in you were already unamused. Hood niggas standing in the corner on their phones, other dudes trying to get behind girls and failing miserably, groups of people who looked half awake still trying to dance. So you fell behind and sat at the bar listening to other people’s conversations when a different boy caught your eye 

A tall 6,5 darkskin was sitting on the complete opposite side of the bar on his phone, his wicks were slightly short, and laid down his head that made them shaped almost like an Afro. His jewelry and piercings caught your attention, silver jewelry lining his eyebrows and fingers. Plus the way he dressed was so attractive, different from almost everyone else in the room

While admiring his beauty a airdrop came through your phone with the name “unknowns iPhone” curiously you accepted it 

“Y’kno it’s rude to stare right?”

And while trying to figure out who the person was you felt a shadow towering over you before he sat down

“You like whatcha seeing yeah?”

“Don’t get too ahead of yourself lil nigga who is you?” 

“C’mon y’kno who I am, your eyes were burning holes in my jacket. Plus nothing ‘bout me is little and I know you can tell” he replied smirking resting his head on his hand to look at your features more closely 

Immediately you could tell he wasn’t from New York at all by his voice, and though you had made fun of some British accents before. Something about his skin and voice in the dark lighting made him so attractive to you

“Sooo you from?” You said feeling your cheeks getting hot, the aggressiveness in your voice vanished

“New York love, why?”

“Boy your not from New York don’t play wit me right now” you said rolling your eyes

“Yea, I’m from London. Visiting a friend out here right now. Want a drink?”

You both ordered drinks and he said his name was Hobie. You each talked for a minute on each others interests, allowing you both to have a flourishing conversation because surprisingly you both had a lot in common. He had piercings, you did too. You both loved music, spray painting your art and opinions on every wall in your city, and you both also shared love for different types accessories and clothing 

After about an hour he asked if you wanted to go to another spot, just you and him. Your heart slightly froze in anxiety but there was some type of safety in his eyes. So you texted the group chat 

“Hey y’all, met this boy at the bar and he wants to take me to another spot. Keep y’all ringers on”

“Okay girllll !!! Is he fine 🌚”

“Leaving us to get some dick is crazyyyy 😒”

You hopped into his car and listened to the music while hanging your head out the window. You felt a hand on your thigh and you looked at him kind of surprised. You brushed it off when you realized you didn’t mind it at all in the first place 

“Problem luv?” He side eyed you while biting the side of his lip down, focused on the road 

“Nahhh you chillin” you felt his large hand start creeping higher and higher up your thigh while he kept his other hand on the wheel speeding up every time you looked at him. By the time you felt like saying something bold, you were at the spot that wasn’t really a spot. You were at the Brooklyn bridge

“Boy this is not no spot we are on a bridge wtf”

“You trust me?” And before you could say anything he was carrying you in one hand wedding style using his other hand to shoot webs, bringing you to the top of the bridge 

After the rush of literally flying through the air went away. You asked him a few questions 

“What was that?!!”

“Why is there white stuff coming out your arms?”

And before you could ask him your last question he made a stupid joke

“I can make white stuff come out of somewhere else y’kno” he smirked

After smacking him on the back of the head you asked him your last question 

“What made you want to tell me you have super powers? Especially like that..”

After seeing you shivering in your mini tee and skirt, he wrapped his large, heavy pin decorated vest around you and pulled you into his chest with his arm as you both watched the city. Light was escaping from every street. You also realized you probably wouldn’t have experienced seeing this in a lifetime if you didn’t meet him

“Don’t know, there’s something about you I kno’ I can love and take care of. So I’m not sweatin the spider man role right now” he said shrugging then resting his head on yours and playing in the curly ends of your locs 

“You lucky you fine, I would have never even left the bar with any other boy” you said drawing along his stomach and chest feeling how chiseled he was under his shirt 

“Just so you kno we date now” he said

“Boy your stupid it’s only been a few hours” you responded laughing and swinging your feet over the edge of the bridge

“I’m stupid? Yet your running your hands all over my body, yeah right”

Not realizing what you were doing you moved your hands immediately away from him a little shocked at what you were doing 

“I didn’t tell you to stop now did I?”

[mknae-jongho]

Ride my face

Dom Mafia!San x Queen sub!reader (Reader name: Aurora) Kai’s name is mentioned in this story.

Word count: i don’t think it matters atp.

Warning(s): Manhandling, breeding, spit play, name calling, choking, etc etc. MDNI(read at your own risk!!) n word is involved | sorry for any word mistakes

*San pov*

“Well… well…well,” I place my gun on my rival’s knee. “Looks like the mouse is finally caught.”

“I didn’t have anything to do with it i swear!! I swear on my life.” Kai said. I looked at my babygirl before asking her, “where did he touch you??”

She replied back, “On my waist.” I looked back at him. “I didn’t touch you. Your lying son of a BITCH!!”

That made me hot. “Aurora back up a little for me love.” I saw her on the corner of my eye getting closer and i saw her pulled out a gun and a knife.

“I’m a queen san, i know what to do.”

BANG

“AHHH!!” He had blood dripping out of him onto the floor from his waist where he touched her at. I looked at her walking towards her. “You think you can handle this?” Getting closer leaving no space between us.

“There’s a lot of things that you don’t know i can handle. Watch and see san.” She walked away back towards his rival. “Let’s play baby.” I said to myself following her.

Putting my gun back onto my hip, I gripped his hair pulling his head back. “Call her a bitch again,” I began punching him til i saw blood. “SAY IT AGAIN, I DARE YOU.”

“Kill me, i will always have someone to follow behind my footsteps! This ain’t over.” he spat on my face & i looked at Aurora’s face expression. I can tell she’s getting worked up by how she moving.

*Your pov*

“This will be over, don’t you think san,” He nodded his head. “Should i tell him or should you?” He grinned before saying, “You got it baby.”

“Thank you, Now, Kai your the last one alive sooo.” I laughed cocking my gun.

“What do you mean?” He chuckled softly getting a little shooking up.

“Your little gang are already dead love, i mean,” i got closer to him grabbing his face harshly pulling him towards me. “Had to save the best for last right.”

He spat in my face, “Fuck you Aurora or whatever your name is.” I leaned up getting pissed wiping his spit off and San must have noticed.

“Did his just spat on you?” he sped walked to you pulling out his gun getting pissed as well.

“Yes he did, San i’m bout to kill this nigga!” I pushed san away pointing my gun at kai.

“That was a tad bit disrespectful dont you think san.” I looked at san.

“Yes very.”

BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG

“Clean this up.” I looked at san before saying, “Who?” i looked at him like he stupid

“You.” He said laughing.

“A hehe hell, boy hell nawl, we got guards and shit for a reason tell them to come get this shit.” I walked out the basement.

“I’m just playing baby.” You heard san yelling.

“Guards clean this.” Was the last thing you heard san say before going to take a shower.

I was currently laying in bed smoking me a blunt as San was down stairs talking with seonghwa and the rest of boys. When i get high i get horny so i decided to send san a couple of nude videos.

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I sent him one where i was spitting out of my mouth as it dribbled down my chin onto my boobs.

ding*

“Why did you send this when their beside me??” ~san

“Cause i’m horny san i need you.” ~you

“You could’ve told me instead of sending nudes, i love them but don’t send them when i’m with them, they could’ve saw!” ~san

“Okay i don’t give af, you gonna fuck me or not?” ~you

“Are you getting smart?” ~san

“Nawl. I’m just saying.” ~you

“I’m just saying too, don’t get smart.”~san

“Man i didnt so come a fuck me. pls:(.” ~you

“Yeah whateva.” ~san

“San enough with the bs i’m horny.” ~you

“Okay wait. I’ll be up there ina minute.” ~san

“Okay!!”~ you

“Aurora open the door.”san trying to come in twisting the door knob.

“open it , it’s not lock san.” Face palming yourself

He quickly open the door and saw you were already on the bed in your lingerie. “Up. Come here.” He said swiftly taking off his belt. You walked towards him seductively til he pulled your wrist and turned you so that your back is faced his chest. He wrapped the belt around both your wrist and tightened it.

“On your knees.” You did what he said as he unbuttoned his black leather pants and pulled his underwear down at the same time. He was so hard that his cock was dripping with precum. “See what you did to me, now suck me off like a good girl.” He rubbed you cheek gently. “Yes sir.”

You kitty licked his tip swallowing his precum as you hear him groan quietly. “ You like that baby? Does it feel good?” You took him all in as his long cock hit the back of your throat . “Fuck babygirl,” he started moving faster holding your chin and your head to keep you in place. “you’re making me feel so good.”

Having san fucking your throat was all you wanted, being a mafia king and queen is stressful and you have to be careful especially since san is talking about wanting a baby. “Fuck i’m gonna cum,” San murmured in a shaky voice, he pulled out of your mouth which lead you to be confused. “I want to cum inside of you, let me breed you, cum deep into you til my cum is dripping from your pretty cunt.”

“Cum inside of me as much as you want san,” You pushed him onto the bed and swaddled his waist. “I’m all yours.” He pulled you down so that you’re chest to chest as he placed his hands on your waist with a tight squeeze. “You don’t know what you do to me princess,” You both made eye contact until his eyes wandered down to your lips. His face got closer to your til your lips were connected as it continued on to a heated make out.

“Are you ready for me?” He lifted up your waist moving one of his hands down to rub his tip on your entrance. “Put it in me san.” Whining as you felt like you were about to explode from being so tensed up. “Yes madam.” He entered you in a fast and harsh thrust giving you no time to adjust. “So tight baby girl,” He groans softly. “I can fuck you all day.” Speeding up his pace your slowly losing your mind.

“Sannnn,” looking up at you loving your pleasured face as you moan his name. “Fuck sannie, i’m gonna cum.” He slowed down is paced pulling out of you. “Whyyyyyy?? I was close san.” he slide down the bed a little to get in the right position. “Ride my face.” He pulled you by your waist to bring you towards his face. You moved up to put both of your legs of each side of his face.

“Sit on my face and let me make you feel good.” He grabbed both of your thighs to pull you down on his face as he began to eat. “Mmmh.” You gripped his locs tightly looking down to see him already look at you. He sped up his pace lick after lick making you roll your eyes to the back of your head. “Feels good?? Huh??” He murmured giving you a hard spank on your ass. “Yesss san.” Sliding his tongue inside of your aunt did it for you. Your legs began to tremble as your close to the end.

“Cum for me, i know your close baby.” He put his hand on your back laying you forwards to slip in a finger hitting the right spot. “Right there?? Does it feel good right there??” He slowly slipped in another finger twirling them around moving them in and out at a fast pace before beginning to suck your clit, matching the same pace as his fingers.

“I’m cuming san, i’m fucking close san i’m gonna burst!!” you yelled as you felt your stomach tighten and a burning pleasure on your clit letting you know your gonna cum any second. “Cum for me, squirting on daddy face, let me taste you.” His words were all you needed to get off edge.

He sped up his fingers as you clenched around them when suddenly, “Fuck baby girl, that’s right cum on my face.” You came, his paced slowed down as he helped you ride out your high before you slowly removed yourself from his face, laying down beside him.

“10 sec break to collect yourself.” He told you before hovering above you slowly rubbing your inner thighs. Nodding your head, he began to count down.

“10…….9……….8……..7…….6……5……..4…….3…….2……1” He slowly entered you bottoming you out. “Put your legs on my shoulder.” Doing what he told you, he adjusted himself so that you can feel that he’s deeper inside of you. He began to move at a slow but hard pace wanting to take his time with you so that you feel every inch of him.

“Sannn.” Opening your eyes to look at him. “hmm?” He stared at you intensely running chills down your spine. “f-faster p-p-please.” After asking nicely san responded quickly by doin what you’ve asked. “You enjoyed what you did? You’re such a horny whore you’ve forgotten huh?” Pulling out of you he turned you around til your on all fours.

He entered back inside you with more raged in his thrust leaving you a moaning mess. “What are you talking about san?” He gave you a hard spank. “You’ve decided to send nudes while i was around the boys,” Another hard spank landed. “Why?” Spank. “Huh, why?” He sped up his pace and you couldn’t take it.

“Wait sannnn!” You put your hand back trying to disconnect your bodies but sadly it didn’t work. He grabbed both your hands holding them tightly with one hand and spanking you with the other. “Don’t push me off, take it like a good girl!” He used his free hand to rub your clit. “You thought i forgot what you did. I been told you i don’t like when you do that and you still did it. You wanted this right, so take what the fuck i give you like the good slut you are!”

“Ahhh,” You put you head down into the sheets to block your moans but soon later was pulled back up by a pulled on your hair. “Let daddy hear you, let me hear my princess.” He moaned loudly as he twitched inside of you hinting that he’s close. “Fuck baby, cum with me!” He rubbed your clit faster as you began to clench around his cock. “I’m close san, FUCKK!!” You said as your legs began to shake harshly. “i’m about the cum baby, cum wit daddy.” A few hard thrust later he shot his load deep inside you as his pace slowed down riding out the both of you high.

He pulled out and let you out of his grip as you fall onto the bed right after. He gave you a couple more hard spanks on your ass before laying right beside you. “Felt good?” he asked as he placed kisses on your neck leaving marks. “Yes, it felt amazing.” you chuckled softly slowly dosing off.

“Don’t fall asleep baby girl, the party had just begun.”

uhh ohh…

Sorry for not posting i’ve been a little busy..🥹I had this in my drafts and i’m just now finishing this story up.🙂

[ureternalmajesty]

𝐭𝐟𝟏𝟒𝟏!𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐛𝐮𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐤'𝐬

tf141+Alejandro and Rudy

Warnings: chaos and google translate Spanish (cause I failed Spanish my auntie would kill me)

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

Captain John Price

Lovebug was nearby and price could feel it as he filled his cup of coffee

All of a sudden he heard music and out of the corner of his eye he could see lovebug winking at him, blowing kisses and licking their lips. And the lyrics he heard them saying.

“I’m out here in Miami looking for the hoochie daddies! Where the niggas that get ratchet! My son need a new papi!”

Price didn’t know what to say he sat his cup down pulling lovebug by their waist pausing the video.

“Be careful bug don’t want to have to corrupt ya now.”

Johnny “soap Mactavish

Was confused as to why lovebug was recording him from the door of the gym as he was working out looking him up and down.

Set down the weights and turned and waved. “Hey Bonnie!”

Watched as lovebug let out a scream and scrambled out the door.

Found the video on tiktok it had almost a million likes. He watched hearing the lyrics to pound town and shook his head.

“What to do with ya love.”

Simon “ghost” Riley

Was sitting watching tv manspreading when he noticed Lovebug

They were in the corner looking him in the eye blowing kisses, eye twitching, licking the air, and looking him up and down before he turned towards them and motioned for Lovebug to come to him.

Lovebug came to him after they stopped recording.

“What the hell are you doing bug?”

“Making a TikTok.”

“What were the lyrics love?” “I’m out here in Miami looking for the hoochie daddies.”

both sat there in silence before he posted the video off Bug’s phone.

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick

Was confused as to why Lovebug was recording him in the gas station and how the fuck you found him

Instead of pretending like you weren’t there he brought his hand up to his face telling you to “call him”

Stopped recording cause they dropped the phone

“Lovebug darling what the fuck.”

“Shh you know you wanted to be in my TikTok’s.”

“Your right.”

Alejandro Vargas

He was standing at the bar getting drinks for a couple of you when he noticed lovebug sporting Price’s beanie ontop of their curly Mohawk that soap just touched up.

Could see them saying something while batting their eyelashes and blowing kiss.

Once he got the drinks he walked over sliding the beer they wanted over to them.

“What was that about mi carazón?”

Lovebug showed them the video that now had 20,000 likes.

“Be careful bug or this bar won’t be the only place you left.”

Rodolfo “Rudy” Parra

It was known that lovebug liked to flirt and that they loved bugging Rudy. (Pun intended)

When he saw you recording winking at him, making the come here motion, blowing kisses

“minx no tienes idea de lo que eres para mí”

“What?”

He gave you a smirk and walked off leaving you confused as you posted the video

Lmao I apologize for this 💀

[calypso-finale]

Hundred Twenty Seven. Part 2

I don’t even understand why I cried, I feel so stupid that I did cry but in reality she was a friend, we was close, and it hurts to know she still has that mentality of I did wrong, and I went the wrong path, that I ruined it all. She still hates Oakley because she knows I wouldn’t want her in my life as long as he is with me, he knows what kind of person she is like and maybe he is right, I am just so sad. And seeing Saint, he caused me pain, like he really just was so horrible to me “Lee, come” Oakley held my arm and took me into a corner “you’re going to ruin your makeup” that alone made me smile, I don’t know out of everything that could have come out of his mouth he speaks on my makeup “we good here, what happened? Sit” he let my arm go “have I really ruined it?” I asked “I mean not exactly but if you keep crying you might” I think maybe it’s too late “my mom left so I was going to find you, that was it but then Saint came up to me to tell me I look good and then North got mad with him, told him to go, fine. But then we spoke, well she spoke to me, and I just felt like you know, I lost a best friend because she couldn’t just be there for me and all she wants me to do is be on my ass and leave you, she just attacked you. Told me I made the wrong decision, that I fucked up. That you aren’t good enough for me, and I just got upset, to know she hasn’t changed. I told her that whatever you don’t agree but I am happy, I am going to be a wife, she can’t accept that. She is lonely as shit too, I know she is because she has been passed around the industry, it kills her I am not in that position. She can’t stand you, so yeah. It just hurt Oakley, that is all and then everything with Saint, like to see him. To know, like everything he did came back to me, and I just hated it, everything he did. I just wasn’t ready to see him because you know, it wasn’t nice and he is another reason why I couldn’t trust other men when I tried, and mind you I grew up with him.”

I sniffled “Oakley leave it” he just got up “please don’t do this” I got up from the chair, but I was stopped by a tug on my dress from the chair, turning to check but my dress was ok from the back “Oakley!” I shouted, rushing back into the party. I don’t want him to do anything, I can just see him, and he is walking straight to the Kardashian family, Saint and his brother are both there, he is crazy. I am running in heels; this is a big deal for me for him to not hit him but it was too late he already hit Saint, it was so out of nowhere that Saint did fall back, the music and the talking instantly just stopped and Psalm swung at Oakley but he missed, oh he is mad “Oakley leave it” I managed to get to him but they fighting now, Saint was going to go to Oakley from behind as he and his brother both fought and I was just going to go but I got pushed back and my dad just punched him out of nowhere, my eyes bulged out “bro, hey. Hey, stop! Fuck, just stop” Damson broke them up “I don’t even know what happened, but I know he spoke to you. Kim, deal with your shit, I told you about this” my dad pointed “come, Oakley come. Fucking leave him” my dad wrapped his arm around  me “who allows a fucking guy that abused a girl in this place, man fuck y’all” Herb spat “Hollywood on some fucking shit, niece you good” I nodded my head “I told Ti to tell you” my dad said “it’s ok” I sobbed out, I feel like a little girl all over again in my dad’ arms, he is always there for me “make sure he comes, Herb go” my dad said to him “I didn’t need to know shit, I knew we was just fighting” my dad is funny “always count on you dad” I grinned “always baby, I just seen Oakley swinging and I was like oh we swinging too” looking up at my dad “this old man can beat a nigga up on any time, for my kids you know” my dad kicked a chair closer “sit down” as I sat down Oakley is walking over “that was some shit over there, you bringing that London shit over here” my dad laughed “yeah I know, you good yeah?” Oakley came straight to me “yeah, he get you a little didn’t he” Oakley shrugged “It’s nothing, people may forget but we don’t it’s ok” I didn’t want all this.

I have never seen Tianna so confused, she is walking towards us so confused “I went to the toilet and what happened?” she asked “Rylee?” she said in shock “my son in law made me happy that is what” my dad is so happy, like I didn’t want him to fight but my dad wanted that, he saw it “what do you mean?” she said “Saint spoke to me and I just felt off, it wasn’t nice and then I told him, then he acts like my dad and went to fight him. I just wasn’t ready to see that or even speak to North” I shrugged “I am so sorry” she apologised “I felt like if I told you about it you may not have come” I frowned “but it put me in this situation, it’s fine. It’s life, I am ok though, but he affected me more then her words anyways” Tianna hugged him “I feel so bad, I didn’t know any of this happened. I just literally redone some of my makeup and then I come out and see Kim walking by saying that family and I was confused, I am so sorry” she apologised “it’s fine. I am sorry, ruining the event” she shushed me “no I am to blame, just so sorry” she moved back from the hug but then again I cried “no, I am sorry” Tianna crouched down “just everything, the whole thing. When we had sex, everything that all came back to me. He wasn’t nice, and he proved what I was scared of. A crazy man like that” Ti held my hand “yes I understand that men can be scary, I know too. I dealt with Taylen, it’s hard but we are happy now, you have a good guy that loves you, they are sad and bitter. I am sorry” nodding my head “Lee, you want to get your makeup redone” he is so unintentionally funny, and he doesn’t even do it on purpose, he is genuine with it “that bad?” I said to him “nah, it’s fine. But I can help” I shook my head smiling “I will help her, it’s ok” my sister said “you and my makeup” I said to him, Oakley chuckled “stops you crying init” he is so annoying.

Smiling at my dad as I made my way back to the gang “my first born is smiling, that makes me happy you good now?” my dad hugged me “yes I am, I am ok. I just didn’t want the drama either” I laughed out “stop it dad” he is squeezing me so tight “I love my eldest so much, I just want you happy. Also Oakley did me happy, we had weed together” my dad moved back “oh god” Oakley is dancing so I know he is high “well it’s made him loosen up a little more but yeah, I think really. Damson is the positive he needed, like he has been so happy to be here and he’s never happy to come, he dislikes LA and being here, he wants to be home, but I think he’s ok now” my dad smirked “you and mom doing a house swap” I scoffed “you know mom and you can stay away from my forever home, don’t you dare put that thought in her mind. I do not want to do that, no thanks. Why do you want to come to London anyways?” I frowned “good vibes really, she just feels the same as you really, I think she fell in love with your home and the whole area it’s placed in. I have never been to that area and it’s nice, and the fact your home is just so hidden, it’s like a hidden gem. You know like it’s been a battle to make him do things, I think the battle is over for you really, like yeah you have the odd times, but he isn’t the same guy I met, and I know him well enough, he a different man so congratulations” I giggled “is it subtle?” my dad nodded his head “you tweaked him” we both laughed “tweaked him, stop it” he is silly at times.

Eating cereal at the breakfast bar at my house at five in the morning isn’t the ending I assumed, I thought I would be maybe getting dicked down but really everyone is asleep, and I am awake, like I assumed we would be coming in from the party half assed but really it was the opposite, maybe we are getting old or maybe what happened threw us all off but whatever happened wasn’t the ending I thought, I just couldn’t sleep really. I thought some cereal and some home comfort will put me to sleep, I am sad. I am somewhat still thinking about seeing Saint, like he really did that to me and it’s upset me really, I didn’t need to see him but I shouldn’t be upset because look at where I am now, the point I am at “the bedroom was a little quiet, didn’t hear you” looking up from the cereal bowl “oh” Oakley is awake “so you do actually miss me in bed? This further proves my point” I grinned “I suppose, why are you here?” he pointed, he is half asleep “I am coming back up, just hungry and thinking” he sat down across from me squinting his eyes from the lights that are on “about?” I shrugged “things, how about we go back to sleep. I was just hungry” I lied; I didn’t want to really tell the truth so he can be mad at the situation “eat it first” he grumbled “you want me back in bed?” he nodded his head; he is so cute “you know I was thinking” I wonder what idea he has now “that we move in together, well I move back in” I cooed out “you ready to deal with me” he nodded his head “also your dad been saying that we need to get married” he chuckled “oh has he, come let’s go to bed” look at him wanting us to go bed “but also I enjoy your company” I snorted laughing “oh you just realised that now? I don’t know how to feel about that, you’re so stupid. Come” he is half asleep “nah for real, I want us to live together” waving him over “and what did I say? That is fine” he is still high I think “come” holding his hand.

I really hate living out of suitcases, but I don’t want to unpack it all for it to go back in, I am only here for a week at most so I don’t want to unpack, I miss my home a little really. Hearing a knock on the bedroom door, kicking the suitcase close, I can’t even be bothered at this point, I will live in Oakley clothes since he has scattered everything everywhere. Making my way to the bedroom door, he is still asleep, that sex took him out then. Opening the door “just me” my sister laughed “I didn’t want to walk in because like, I assume he is in here. Feels so weird to not just walk in though” it made me laugh “it also feels weird, but you never know, what’s up?” I asked “I just wanted to know if you’re ok, after everything and really explain myself I feel bad” letting out an oh, looking over at Oakley, he is asleep still really and won’t wake up “come in, he is asleep and fully covered, I am trying to find an outfit so come” waving her in “don’t worry, you won’t see anything” I laughed, she is so unsure of coming in “this feel so adult like, I miss those moments to just walk in. Awww is he even alive?” she asked “he doesn’t snore, I think I do you know. I am not sure, but he doesn’t. He is so quiet, I have to check if he is alive” Ti laughed out “oh you want to have a beach day, we are going well I also wanted to ask if we can take Aziel” I cooed out “that is cute, who is we?” turning to her “me, Damson. Our little siblings, and Aziel. While he is here, it’s actually Damson idea, what you think?” that is cute “yeah why not, not like London has that so yeah we will come, it’s been a while since I have been in a bikini you know” she has a point “come to think of it, do I have a one packed” my sister rolled her eyes “just borrow mine” I wanted her to say that.

“But yeah I am so sorry about yesterday Rylee, I knew she was coming and him, but I just didn’t think things would come to blow. My own selfish way I wanted you to come, it’s a big moment in my acting career and I wanted you there, but I should have said” nodding my head slowly “it’s fine, just seeing Saint bought back memories I didn’t want to remember so like yeah, and then with North, yeah I cried. Because I know how close we were and to see and hear her be the same, it hurt because really, if she came at me with sense. I would love that, but it was just so bittersweet. But like thinking about it, I got you so why do I care about her. North would come between us too, but I am so happy you and I are at this point in life, minus Lillian, somewhat Halle but that is on edge of being dead because of the whole thing. You really are my best friend” Tianna smiled at me “you’re my only friend Rylee, I mean yeah like you said we have peers but this” I chuckled “shit” looking at the door “hey, don’t worry Oakley. I didn’t see anything” Tianna laughed which made me laugh “I ain’t know, Lee I need boxers” rolling my eyes “ok, I will get then. You need it now?” I asked “I will have a shower” I grinned “ok, I will have it done by then. Ti will be gone by then; I don’t think she wants to see something unseasoned” I spat “that is rude” I sniggered “he’s woke up moody now” rolling my eyes “men are weird” she is right they are.

My mom is always plotting, the fact she got some paparazzi person to photograph us but he is out of the way, we can’t really see him on the beach but we are made of aware of his presence “who would have thought we would have found men that like each other” Tianna said as she sat down at the side of me “Emi, you can’t play with the boys, they are too rough. My son wants to drown you, come sit down” Tianna had to go and get her “poor girl” Tianna laugh “they mean” she said “I know, stay here. Aziel is rude but yeah, it’s cute. And with our brothers too, they play too rough though, I was concerned for her” Emi stood up “where you going?” I asked “drink” the boys are just a mess, they forget about Emi “you think it’s love with you and Damson?” I asked her straight up “I don’t want to say that too quickly but there is a lot of care there” I cooed out “that is cute really, then it will progress. He seems so content, like he was made for the family. I am shocked you’re not pregnant with the way you are both at it” Tianna yelped out “no we made a decision, and we said give it time. Move in together in LA and just take it slow, and I want that but yeah. I want to make him a dad so bad, he is so good with Aziel, seeing him with him my ovaries” I want her too really “do it, make him a dad, like Aziel is going to be six, he can’t be the only one” Ti side eyed me “maybe Imani” I gagged “I want Juke out so bad!” that can never happen.

[niiicedave]

Nas - "Rule (feat. Amerie)" - Stillmatic (2001)

Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, Nas, uh, yo, yo Life, they wonder, can they take me under? Nah, never that, nah, yo, yo

I come from the housing tenement buildings Unlimited killings, menaces marked for death Better known as the projects where junkies and rock heads dwell Though I owe to it my success

With survival of the fittest, everyday is a chal' I would think I'm a part of U.S.A. and be proud Confronted with racism, started to feel foreign Like, the darker you are the realer your problems

I reached for the stars but I just kept slipping On this life mission, never know what's next Ancient kings from Egypt, up to Julius Cezar Had a piece of the globe, every continent

Yo, there's Asia, Africa, Europe, France, Japan Pakistan, America, Afghanstan Yo, there's Protestants, Jews, Blacks, Arabics Call a truce, world peace, stop acting like savages

No war, we should take time and think The bombs and tanks makes mankind extinct But since the beginning of time it's been men with arms fighting Lost lives in the Towers and Pentagon, why then?

Must it go on, we must stop the killing Tell me why we die, we all God's children

World is hating, that's forever (uh, c'mon) It's time that we stand together (yeah, for the world) Everybody wants to rule the world (what, what, what, what, what, c'mon) World (peace), world (peace), world (peace), world

Yo, there's brothers on the block, posted up like they own it That's they corner, from New York to California Got blocks locked down Like, "dog you safe whenever you with me, see this is my town"

So the youngsters, grows in ghettos, goes to prison At an early age, already know it's against him So in order for him to survive, one day he must Open up his eyes to the set backs and rise

'Cause, everybody wants a shot, in this land of opportunity Look at what this country's got There shouldn't be nobody homeless How can the president fix other problems when he ain't fixed home yet

The earth wasn't made for one man to rule alone To all colors increases, to home it belongs I want land, mansions, banks and gold The diamonds in Africa, oil in my control

The world's natural resources, all it's residuals But then comes foes, I have to guard it with missiles And I become the most wanted But is it worth hearing a million people problems and followed by Secret Service

I guess, attempts at my life with loaded barrels So move over Colin Powell or just throw in the towel, yo

World is hating, that's forever (uh, c'mon) It's time that we stand together (yeah, for the world) Everybody wants to rule the world (what, what, what, what, what, c'mon)

World (peace), world (peace), world (peace), world

Y'all know that's my style, to hit you at the right time No other compares to what Nas write down Tell you my dreams, show you my pain is yours You could get what you love, be a chain in cause

You alive right now There's so many that's dead or locked up inside the beast, I'm a hot light now It's whatever man think of manifest to the real The plan is to wake up 'cause time reveals

All this hate can't forever last All my ghetto heroes in Heaven, it's like you right here and never passed You just transcend, I know I'm goin' see you again Hoping I reach the world leaders and win

Ain't nothing without struggle, listen up, it's critical We used to fear arms, now the weapons are chemical In Hip-Hop, the weapons are lyrical To be the best you challenge the best, then the blessings are spiritual

Top of the world for the kid and unless Popping any rapper's head off his shoulders no contest I know the Most High hear me, so fly you can't near me

You scared of a mirror, my theory is that - knowledge is power To every projects and every street corner, we gotta get ours now

World is hating, that's forever (uh, c'mon) It's time that we stand together (yeah, for the world) Everybody wants to rule the world (what, what, what, what, what, c'mon) World

Yo, niggas ain't forget shit, know what I'm saying? Niggas ain't forget nothing Men, women and children killed by the police and shit Niggas ain't gon' forget that, you know what I mean? Yo, what this war just show me is like, whatever you want out of life

Whatever you feel is rightfully yours, go out and take it Even if that means blood and death You know, that's what I was raised up on, that's what this country's about This is what my country is, and my country's a motherfucker

Songwriters: Amerie Rogers / Chris Hughes / Ian Stanley / Jean Olivier / Nasir Jones / Roland Orzabal / Samuel Barnes Rule lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group

[luckyluan]

CHAPTER 5.2: THE JOYRIDE

Maxim massaged his chin and pushed the stubborn gear shift into drive. The SUV lurched forward, and the monstrous barrage of blaring horns dissipated. Maxim rolled his eyes when he caught Antwan’s sly smile from the corner of his eye. 

“What’s the rest of your plan?” His husband inquired. 

“Am I gonna get socked again?” spat Maxim. 

“You offering?” Antwan warned. 

“Mmcht. Case to Bernie. See what’s inside. Figure out our next move from there.” Maxim explained. 

“Lovely. How much longer?” 

“Morgan, Louisiana was still thirty-six minutes away from Dominion, Louisiana last I checked.” Maxim replied. “And we’ve been on the road for about fifteen minutes.” 

Antwan resumed his daydream. He stared determinedly out the passenger window until the bronco zoomed passed a reflective green sign labeled ‘The Swallows.’ The towering oak trees gave way to spindly forks of bark with curved trunks and branches of drooping moss. 

“Tell me something,” Antwan said. “How did you identify that Oris back at The Honeymooner’s place?” 

“I keep up with the Abnormal Endangered Species list. Ori are number sixty-four. Right behind Hangries and right before Chazzerins.” 

“Chazzerins...That’s the panther with gold fangs and four tails?” Antwan wondered. 

“That’s it.” Maxim confirmed. “Four pronged tails that can send you to the God Black before you have a chance to scream.” 

They fell into a comfortable silence. The miles stretched on, and the only sound was the car’s cantankerous thuds. The Bronco tossed them around like loose fruit as they tumbled down the uneven lanes of Louisiana interstate. Maxim focused on the road until Antwan’s voice cut through the static. 

“Cliff and Eden’s place is just too damn tacky. Think she went too far with the Palladian decor.” 

“Right?” Maxim answered. “It’s giving Dynasty in there. They’re one Lone Star sculpture away from seceding from The Union. Like we get it, you miss Texas.” 

“Seriously.” Antwan chortled. “It’s like a western movie in there. They can’t be serious.” 

The borrowed Bronco passed under a sign denoting their exit and Maxim turned on his blinker. He eased into the far-right lane and veered onto the teetering bridge into Morgan, Louisiana. 

“Welcome, home.” Antwan said. “You want to call your father? It’s his birthday today.” 

“Nah.” Maxim scratched his head. “He’s better off thinking I’m dead. It’s April 10?” 

“Yup. His birthday is the same day every year and we have this convo.”  

“I can’t change what happened, Antwan. Drop it. You good with the plan?” Maxim asked. 

“Run it by me again.” Antwan smiled. “You know how I like it when you overexplain.” 

His husband batted his eyelashes at him, and Maxim rolled his own. Antwan’s sarcasm usually kept him in good spirits, but the current state of their marriage was a minefield. 

“More sarcasm. Great. This is the plan.” he said. 

The Bronco huffed its disappointment as Maxim reversed the ancient vehicle into a parking space on Broad Street. The busy streets teemed with late morning walkers. Women and men in tailored suits hustled along the sidewalk. Maxim killed the engine and turned to Antwan. 

“It’s simple.” he said. “It takes us longer to read Lark a bedtime story than it does for this simple plan to go smoothly. Just please follow my lead on this one.” 

“But why do I always have to play bad cop?” Antwan pouted. 

Maxim thought he resembled an oversized fifth grader in his frustration. His swollen arms were folded over his chest and his bottom lip jutted out from his face. It curled downward to his chin, and he fixed his attention on the car parked in front of them. 

“Again, easy answer. You are meaner, my love.” Maxim teased. 

“I resent that.” Antwan sneered. 

“Fine.” Maxim sighed. “As factual as my sentiment is, I will get the fingerprint. You’re responsible for the case.” 

“But why do you get to do the fingerprint, Max? You always get the easy job.” Antwan whined. 

“Nigga.” 

Maxim massaged the bridge of his nose with his thumb and index finger. He squeezed his eyes closed. 

“I’m just saying. It’s what I’m good at. However, it would be nice to have a choice.” his husband explained. 

“Dearest love of mine. Father of my two darling angels...” Maxim hissed. 

“Yes, my love.” Antwan said sweetly. 

“Would you mind retrieving the nice gentleman’s fingerprint so we may open this case and make some life sustaining plans? Maybe get back to our wonderful lives which we are both delectably content?” 

“I would love to, my dear.” 

[nasty-quillz]

Animal Crossing & Chill

tags: cum eating, oral(M! receiving), dirty talk, talk of group sex/orgy, face fucking, subspace, aftercare

Summary: You just wanted to enjoy a rainy day cuddling with your boyfriend, while he played his game. He had other ideas

Rain pelted again the large floor to ceiling windows of your loft. A thunderstorm raged outside and the flash of lightning could be seen through black curtains.The harsh tumble of thunder was so loud it could practically be felt in your chest

You sat in the oversized plush armchair that rested in the corner of your room with Tomura. The seat reclined so that you could cuddle while he played his game. He lay there, pressed against your back, arms bracketing you from behind, as he rests his head on your shoulder to see his screen.

The soft dulcet sound of oldies playing in another room, with snow storm and played from the smart TV. It was the only source of light, though dim, in the room aside from the brief flashes of lightning through curtains.

The hard rolling thunder juxtaposes the soft music until it's all a calming symphony of sound.

Brown eyes close as you inhale the Tomura's scent. It's a mix of his regular scent and a mix of your body butter that you know he’s been taking when you weren’t looking.

Wriggling deeper into his embrace as he gets increasingly more irritated. You feel the growl verberate through your back, before you hear it.

Paying it no mind, you continue to luxuriate in your comfort, only for a cool cheek to rub against your own dark one.

Turning your head around, you look at your boyfriend confused. The look on his face is one of irritation.

“...Do you have any iron nuggets?” The question comes out so petulant that you have to stop yourself from laughing.

“What?” The confusion written on your face is clear.

Tomura's scrunches up and he grunts in irritation. "I need iron to make a shovel and my rocks aren't producing more."

Brown and red eyes stare at each other as you lapse into silence.

"...I'm not getting up to go get my Switch, if that's what you're thinking Tomura."

Tomura groans. "Come on Y/n, I only need a few!" He nuzzles his face into your satin bonnet. "Please Baby?" His hand comes to rub at your hip. It's soothing and relaxing

You sink deeper into the chair and into him. "Uh uh, not moving. Too comfy.”

That same hand runs up over you stomach, making their way to your breasts. He teases a nipple as he speaks softly in your ear. “Please Baby.” His other hand was in you now, working with the first to move under your shirt. Rough fingers run over dark buds, before pinching them softly to tease you.

You whine,trying your damnedest to ignore the hot feeling starting to spark between your legs. Tomura kissed chastely up your neck. “For me, Y/n?” The man truly was a villain because why would he get you this hot and bothered just so you would go get ya damn game?

Your whine turns to a huff as you crankily roll away from him and get to your feet. You unruffle your oversized shirt, rubbing your thighs together trying to abate the wet hot feeling there. You glare at him with extreme prejudice, before scurrying through your apartment to your purse.

You snatch it out of your purse and sprint back to your boyfriend, desperate to sink into the warmth of his body. When the love seat is back in sight, you find Tomura sitting up, hunched over his Switch grumbling.

“Stupid fucking Blathers. I collected 12 fossil, the fuck you mean you can only take 3 of them.”

You flop into the chair, next to him and hold out your switch. “If you want nuggets, you doin’ it.”

Tomura immediately started on his task. “Your island is covered in weeds, when was the last time you played?” You heard the tell tale sound of weed collection.

“Ayo! I will straighten out my shit when I’m ready.”

“Uh huh.” The belief was non existent. Honestly the nerve of niggas sometimes. You lean on him, head resting on his shoulder.

“You ain't have to come for my neck like that.”

“I think you’ll find that if I came for your throat, you’d be in a very different position.”

You sat there speechlessly staring at your man.

He had just made a dirty joke about you giving him head with the straightest of faces. It was kinda hot.

And the hot feeling hadn’t dissipated between your legs. You shift minutely, watching him play his (your) game. You felt the heat of lazy arousal spreading through you more now. Insistent on attention now.

“...Deadass?”

Tomura's thumbs stop moving as he side eyes you. Red eyes lock with brown. The look in his eyes is shrewd and it sends a thrill up your spine. He looked so stern and that did things to you.

A single dangerous hand comes up to squeeze the back of your neck in a four fingered grip. “On your knees.”

The command is stern and simple and intoxicating. Tomura watches as your pupils dilate and you sink to your knees. He drags you between his legs and pushes your face up against his hardened dick, through thin sweatpants.

His voice was soft as he thrust against plump lips, kissing at his cock through thin gray material. “Take me out, Baby. Take me out so I can slide in that pretty throat.”

You moan, eyelids going heavy with the promise his word gives. Your hands go for his waistband and the hand on your head leaves. He’s picked up his game again and began playing again, as if you aren’t between his legs, playing with his cock.

The dismissal makes your pussy clench.

You did as you were told, tugging at the waist of his sweats and he absently lifted his hips for you to slide gray sweatpants down his legs. You run dark hands up pale legs as you move forward to the glistening head of his dick.

It was fat and thick, head peeking from its foreskin, softly curving downwards.

God his dick is pretty.

Opening your mouth, you wrapped luscious lips around the head. Above you Tomura’s breath hitches, as your tongue dips under his foreskin to lick at the underside of his tip. You look up at him and feel a thrill as he ignores you again.

God you love when he does this shit. Puts you on your knees to suck his dick and ignore you during, like you aint doin’ shit. It makes you wet as a bitch. He just keeps playing his games and letting soft pleasured noises slip.

You swirl your tongue around the head and hollow your cheeks as you sink your mouth down on his girth.

That earns you a curse.

“Fucking shit, Y/n!”

The warm satisfied feeling builds in your chest. You allowed drool to build in your mouth as you bob your head on his dick. It slicked the way considerably and soon you were throating his girth, dragging sound after sound out of him.

On your tongue you could taste the heavy taste of his pre-come, as you swallow around him.

Above you Tomura revels in the tight velvety feeling of your throat. He can feel hot drool falling from your mouth and dripping down his balls. Without so much as a second thought, he crosses one leg, to push your beautiful dark lips down to his base.

The action causes you to choke slightly, but Tomura ignores it, as he boards the plane back to his own island. He feels coffin nails dig into his calf and pets your head softly through your bonnet. “Ugh- Shhh Baby, I’m busy.” This clicking of buttons resumes and your cunt flutters around nothing at the way he disregards your comfort, and lets his leg fall back into its wide sprawl.

You sit there contentedly, the hefty weight of his cock on your tongue, making your mind fall under a haze of horny relaxation. Your mind goes quiet as the calming atmosphere and the presence of your man envelopes you.

You sit there utterly content, letting your worries melt away, focussing only on the task at hand. You shut your eyes and lose yourself if the tranquil feel, swallowing around him every few minutes as the soak the love seat.

After a while time stopped mattering, and you were practically leant forward, resting your chin on the cushion between Tomura’s thighs, staring up at him starry eyed and worshipful. All you knew was that you were there to be good and keep his cock warm while he relaxed.

Your blissful existence was disrupted by a gentle hand on your head. You open your eyes to meet lustful red eyes. You blink slowly, not understanding, until he makes shallow thrusts into your mouth.

As he slowly fucked your throat, you became more aware again. One hand was holding your head in place, resting firmly on your bonnet. The other held onto the edge of the seat, pinky raised.

The villain’s focus rested solely on you. On the way your luscious lips stretched around his dick. He felt a flush overtake his face, as he moaned, low and raspy. “Fuck Y/n, you look so fucking pretty like this.”

The praise went straight to your pussy, which had long since been soaked from the idle pleasure of cock warming the most wanted criminal in Japan. You moan around the intrusion in your mouth, letting your hand slip into your panties.

Deftly you circled two fingers around the hood of you clit, massaging as you stared lovingly into Tomura’s eyes.

The heady womanly scent of your soaked cunt did not go missed by your lover, however. “Shit Sweetheart, you getting off to sucking my dick? Like how I’ve had you on your knees for the better part of two hours, just holding me in your throat.”

He’s stopped thrusting and is now dragging your head up and down his shaft.

You keen through it, wanting him to know that he was right. You look at him rapturously, loving the way he used your body for his pleasure.

“That it Good Girl, look up at me while I fuck your face. Uh huh like that, swallow for me—Oooh yeah gimme that tongue..” His free hand caresses your cheek gazing adoringly into brown eyes. “Play with that pussy, uh huh let me hear that messy cunt.”

Doing as he says, you sink two fingers into your slick heat and fuck yourself. The noise is obscene. Slick noises fill can be heard in tandem with the messy sound of the face fucking you were receiving.

“Gods Y/n you don’t know how much I think about you like this.” Tomura gasps out quietly, as he watches his dick slide into your mouth. “Have me in the middle of League meeting, hard in my pants thinking about this whore mouth. Wish I could take you with me.”

You moan enthusiastically at that, fingers speeding up.

“Oh shit Sweetheart you like that idea. Like the idea of taking care of me while I plan the fall of Hero Society?” Your wanton moan comes out as a gurgle, as Tomura continues to drag your mouth over his cock.

You thrust a third finger into your pussy, desperate to be full on both ends as the man whispered filth to you like the sweetest pillow talk. There are practically hearts in his eyes as he looks at you.

“Fuck Y/n,” He shudders, breathing ragged. He pulls out of your mouth completely to stave off his orgasm. Not yet ready to cum. He panting, like he ran a marathon and you’re whining, sub space heavy brain unsure why he stopped.

You watch as he takes himself in hand and smacks his cock against your cheek, smearing pre-cum and spit. He repeats the action, before putting the angry red head to your lips. You try to wrap your lips around it again, but Tomura stops you.

“Kiss it for me, Baby.” He breathes out. “Yeah that my girl, put those pretty lips on my dick.”

You did just that, planting sloppy kiss after sloppy kiss on his dick, staring at him like he hung the moon. He’s red eyes are where your lips continue to meet his cock, sticky with pre. Each time you pull away brown plump lips are shinier with the sticky white fluid. “Gods Y/n, so fucking perfect on your knees like this. Absolutely beautiful, wanna keep you like this sweet girl. Desperate and thirst for my dick..”

You moan, fingers moving faster in and out of your gushy cunt.

Red eyes can’t look away from them, as his hand stripes away on his cock. He’s babbling low now, barely audible over the storm and the music.

“You’d let me, wouldn’t you, you nasty girl. Let me lead you into a League meeting by your hand. Sit in my chair with you at my feet—Between my legs, warming my cock, until you get so desperate you start touching that fat fucking pussy.” His Hand is jerking his cock faster now, as his other hand hooks a thumb into your mouth, pulling it open.

Your tongue lulls out of your mouth, ready and waiting to taste your lover’s cum.

“Gonna show the League what a good fucking slut you are for me,” He moans out voice gettinhg more desperate. “Gonna show them how amazing this pretty brown skin looks covered in cum. Bet they’ll be jealous.” His eyes sweet fucked out expression took a certain feral edge to it.

“Bet they’ll want a turn…” He whispers it like a filthy secret and your brows draw together as the thought takes root.

Fingers speed up, curling to hit your g-spot, making you pleasure shoot up your spine, as you imagined getting passed around in the League. Images of you, face covered in cum, being passed off to Dabi and Twice. Compress and Kurogiri or Spinner. The men using your throat while Tomura watched.

Your orgasm takes you by surprise. Electrifying pleasure sears through your core. Your cream around your own fingers, body shaking. Brown eyes cross as you shake apart between your boyfriend’s legs.

Above you, Tomura loses himself at the expression on your face. Tongue out eyes rolling back, pre-cum messy on your skin. The man can’t help it, you look like something out of his favorite fucking hentai!

His whole body shudders, as he spills across your tongue and face. Thick globs of cum decorate your face, as Tomura milks his cock. He’s panting, red faced and sweaty hunched over your smaller frame.

You’ve slumped between his legs, orgasm clearly taking a lot out of you. Sticky cheek pressed against his thigh. He smiles tiredly at you, as he pulls you up by your chin, to kiss your cum filled mouth. Savoring the taste of himself, he pulls your own messy hand up to his face as well, licking your cream off them.

He always enjoys the taste of you both mixed together.

Lightning lances through the sky outside, illuminating and casting over you both as he gathers you in his arms to clean you up. He cradles you against his chest, uncaring of getting cum on his shirt. He walks to the bathroom and you nuzzle contentedly in his warmth, completely exhausted and satisfied.

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[sonianvmd]

thh characters with a crush on you

warnings: none, maybe some swearing but otherwise nothing major

oH and mentions of murder and death but this is danganronpa so im going to assume u expected as much

a/n: so we kickin this blog off with a bang, writing for LITERALLY THE ENTIRE TRIGGER HAPPY HAVOC CAST LMFAOAOAOAO (excluding hifumi, yasuhiro, and the two despairs doe bc i’ve already made that clear)

also some character’s sections are shorter than others im sorry i just couldnt think of as many bullet points for them *tiktok cry emoji*

edit: I FORGOT CELSESTE FU K SORRY

spoilers under the cut!!

★ 彡 ★ ミ ★ 彡 ★ ミ ★

makoto naegi

when he realizes he likes you, he doesn’t necessarily panic or anything, but he does get nervous

nervous around you, that is

y’all saw how he was with sayaka

if he says anything that might sound intimate then he’ll immediately rephrase it or reassure he didn’t mean anything by it

he really only does have good intentions but his wording just kinda flops sometimes

he appreciates how you listen to him and value what he says

you don't make him feel dumb or inferior compared to a bunch of ultimates with actual talents

he’ll muster up the courage to tell you eventually

let’s hope his luck comes through 😁

byakuya togami

now when THIS man realizes he likes you, he a bitch nigga bout it 😐

he can't believe he fell for a common plebeian such as you

but it was hard not to

the way you preferred to get to the point

the way you were aware of your situation and didn't sugarcoat how you felt about it, although you certainly were nicer with it than him

he's ruthless

anyways

you knew your priorities and spent no time trying to use your resources

he noticed how much you had in common; in you, he saw himself

and we all know how this mf feels about himself 😐

he’ll be quick to defend you in class trials

he won’t realize he’s doing it but he just subconsciously protects you

but just because he doesn't notice it, don't mean the rest of the class brushes past it as well

yeah they on his ass LMFAOO

kyoko kirigiri

kyoko is very good at keeping her composure so she won’t be very obvious

she’ll probably just hang around you more

she’ll also defend you in class trials, calmly

“oh, it couldn’t have been [name]. i remember seeing them in their dorm around the time the murder took place.”

hifumi probably finna say some dumb shit like “aye what was you doin in their dorm doe” but anyways

she finds you respectable

if you have anything to contribute, she’ll let you take the floor

when she tells you, she’s very composed, but also very indirect LMFAO

she’s not too sure on how to express her interest in you but maybe she’ll go about it like “well, [name], now we’ve made it here, would you like to step back into the world with me?” or somethin else along those lines idk

take her hand

pls

toko fukawa

y’all know her whole “master togami” shtick

yeah so 😁😁😁😁

no but fr, toko ofc still has her borderline stalkerish 🧍🏾‍♀️ tendencies

she’ll often find herself staring at you, either in the library or in the morning meetings everyday at breakfast

but she isn’t as straight forward as she is with byakuya

i actually think she’d be mad shy and non confrontational

the whole thing she kept up with him ? yeah, never again

if you approach her first then she’ll be able to get a few words out but for most of the conversation, she’ll just nervously play with her braids

you’ll most likely put two and two together

unless ur a makoto kinnie bc then you’ll have to wait till someone else puts it in place for u but anyways

if you decide to approach her about it, you’ll kinda be backing her into a corner bc she’s just bad at deflecting things lmao

she’ll eventually confess (begrudgingly but hey i mean its better than nothing)

expect much stuttering and a gesture like giving you a small gift

and not to be that writer that uses japanese terms in english writing but toko seems like a tsundere but not really if that makes sense?? so she’d probably shove it in your hands and if you try to say something then she’ll just try to play it off as not a big deal lol

calls u a baka 😍😍

aoi asahina

i know y’all all see how she is with sakura

yeah.

aoi is the kind of person who’d like to spend time with their crush rather than shy away from them

she values you and your friendship very much

bring her donuts

just trust me bring her donuts

she doesn’t really realize she’s into you like that for a while but believe me, she is, the whole time

and yeah i think she’d be nervous to tell you bc that’s just natural but ultimately she’d be cool about it

uh oh looks like we goin for a swim

sakura ogami

similar to kyoko, she’s very calm

despite her big and bad appearance, she really is a sweet girl

she cares for you and your well-being very much

will indeed go on x games mode for you

the way she tells you is very sincere and well spoken

kith her

naow

im sorry this is like the shortest one i couldn’t think of much for her 😔😔

leon kuwata

flirtatious ass mf

and he’s lightskin

so this just cannot go well

y’all know that bit where it’s like the guy yawns and stretches his arms up and then wraps one around your shoulder

yeah that’s literally him LMFAOO

he’s very confident

he was fairly well known with the ladies at his old school so you know he’s rhockin wit it ‼️

but

you feel.. different than usual ??

those girls were just lil flings n dates bc he was nice enough to accept their confessions and it boosted his ego anyway so it was a win win

but you

he was genuinely interested in you since he had saw you the first time

he didn’t just acknowledge your appearance

he learnt about your personality and your hobbies and what you liked and such, and he really cared and wanted to hear you talk about it all

he felt the need to really make an effort to show you how much he respected and had affections for you

he doesn't tell you in a grand way

probably just asks you out to a movie or somethin

he's chillin

mondo owada

you know

for being the biggest, baddest, most respected biker gang leader

or just for being in a biker gang period

mondo’s a huge softie lol

yeah he gets violent but he’s a sweet guy who cares about and is loyal to his friends

so mfs need to be nice to you

or they gettin whooped

when he decides it’s time to tell you how he feels, he thinks over his words and he’s all confident there’s no way you’d reject him but then he sees you in the halls and goes 🧍🏾 LMFAOOO

he’ll push through but it’s like he’ll walk up to you and look away from you because he refuses eye contact and just go

“so y/n, would you wanna.. tch.. come to a drive-in movie with me or somethin’?... dumbass.”

real smooth mondo i think you got em good job

please tease him LMFAOO it’d be so funny

he’d probably yell but you can tell he’s not mad so you just keep going with it

but once you’re done tormenting him, you do agree to the movie, don’t worry 🙏🏾

also mondo would call his s/o doll

that is all

chihiro fujisaki

my fav dude in a dress <3

chihiro would be quite shy, but that’s just how he is tbh so no surprise there

he’s very kind so he’d check up on you often just to see how you are

he cares about you v much

the way he confesses is one that consists of a red face as he offers you a box of candy or something similar

and he’d feel honored that you reciprocate his feelings

he’d be very scared to tell you his secret but once he does, he’s delighted to hear it doesn’t make any difference to you

he doesn’t know how he got so lucky with you

not only because woooo they like me back but also because you like him despite,, well everything about him LMFAOO

sweet lil boy

i’d feel like he’d talk about you to alter ego a lot

and when u meet the program for the first time, he’s like “oh! you must be [name]! master’s told me all about you :)”

sobbing i miss him

kiyotaka ishimaru

okay here’s the thing

if taka were to like someone

i can’t tell whether he’d be more strict because he doesn’t want them to get in trouble (and also so it would hopefully divert any suspicion that he DOES like you since he treats you the same as everyone else, only more)

or if he’d hold back more because he favors them LMFAOO

so imma write a lil bit for both

in the case that he was even stricter:

he’d prefer to be around you because he believes the best way he can make sure you stay out of trouble is to make sure you don’t get into any in the first place

of course it’s impossible to monitor you every second of every day but he does his best to make sure you’re doing well

if he sees you do anything out of line, he’s shutting that shit down IMMEDIATELY

but in the case he let up:

he’d still lecture you but noticeably less than the other students

if your feet were resting on top of a desk, he’d ask you to move them and then leave you alone rather than yell at you and forcibly move them himself

if you notice his behavior towards you in comparison to the other students do not tease him about it he will go as red as his eyes /hj

either way he’s confessing to you with a polite but exaggerated bow while holding out a well thought out letter with both hands

sayaka maizono

she will tell you

idk why but i feel like she’d be straight up lol

she’d make sure she’s sincere

she is the ultimate pop idol and all so she wants to make sure you know that she really does like you and isn’t playing a sick joke on you or anything

ok bc

while i do think she’d tell you

i’d feel like she’d be a little indirect just to see how you feel

like she’d give you a free ticket to one of her upcoming concerts with a kind smile

and naturally, you're like :o

and of course you come to support her

and seeing you smile at her from the crowd and cheer her on was the encouragement she needed to push her to ask you out

for real this time

she asks if you wanna come to a concert with her and ur like “oh yeah i love ur shows!!” bc ur dumb and then she’s like “no i mean.. for another artist” and eventually it hits you that she’s asking you out and ur like “oH YEAH YEAH SURE THAT SOUNDS GREAT YEAH OK” LMFAOO

———

i really hope that this is good LMFAOO this is my first time writing for dr so 😃👍🏾

fun fact i finished toko’s section first and taka’s last 😁😁

and i’d like to thank @mius-imagination @bloodygir n the rest of the discord for helping me figure some of these characters out *simultaneously whips and nae naes*

bye ive been working on this for like weeks this took forever

———

edit: here’s a deleted section bc i kept blanking for this character 😍

[tchallasbabymama]

Don't Forget About Us

Hello, my lovelies. Here’s my contribution to @nahimjustfeelingit-writes smut challenge (the prompt is in bold!) Let’s see what Erik’s up to now, shall we?

Don’t forget to check out my masterlist to read my other stories and oneshots. Your comments and reblogs mean the world to me, so make sure to let me know what you think! And let me know if you want to be tagged in any of my writing. Enjoy😘

Word count: 5,595

CW: smut...duh.

“So, what do you do for a living?”

Kayla sighed internally at the question and took a sip of her Pinot Grigio. She hated first dates with a burning passion, but unfortunately, that was the only way to find a man around here. She went through the motions of politely answering his questions, barely asking any of her own. She didn’t care. Even just fifteen minutes in, Kayla could tell he didn’t excite her, and she lamented the waste of a good outfit as she listened to him drone on about his life. Every now and then, he’d stop and ask a question about her, but she could tell he was only asking so he could talk more about himself.

How many siblings do you have?

What’s your sign?

Why did your last relationship end?

Her mind traveled to her ex-boyfriend, Erik Stevens. They had spent six blissful years together, and Kayla thought he was the one. She wanted them to get married and start a family, and she thought he did, too, but every time she brought it up, he’d find some excuse to change the subject. At thirty years old, Kayla wasn’t getting any younger, so she grew tired of his avoidance and eventually cut him loose. She needed more out of life, but the guy currently sitting across from her certainly wasn’t it.

“We wanted different things,” she answered vaguely and took another sip. It would be a long night with what’s-his-name. David? Devon? Whatever. At least he had money and took her to a nice restaurant.

Darryl took the opportunity to bore her with the details of his job, which Kayla already knew. He was a colleague of her best friend, Carina’s husband. They worked at the same law firm, and Carina decided to hook them up after tiring of hearing Kayla complain about dating apps. As much as Kayla hated Tinder, she would’ve much rather been at home on her couch swiping left on the cesspool of single men Oakland had to offer. Every few dozen swipes or so, she’d find a cutie, but his bio would be abysmal, or his conversation skills would fall flat.

Despite the fact that their relationship just couldn’t make it, Kayla still thought of Erik as the gold standard. Just thinking about his dimples and his struggle beard made her smile dreamily. His big, strong arms would wrap around her and hold her tight at night, and she’d trace her fingers over the intentionally placed keloid scars that held his darkest secrets. She missed retwisting his locs and the way he always smelled like sandalwood and warm vanilla. Kayla didn’t want to admit it, but she still loved him. No man could compare to her Erik.

“Hello? Kayla?”

“Huh? Oh, sorry. Can you repeat that last part?”

“Uh, yeah, sure. What’s got you so distracted, babygirl?”

Kayla fought the bile rising in her throat. She wasn’t his babygirl. It didn’t even sound right coming from his mouth. Maybe it was the thinness of his lips. They weren’t “white man” thin, but they couldn’t hold a candle to the juicy pussy pleasers she had grown accustomed to.

“Nothing, just thought I saw somebody I know. You were saying?”

“Just that you look beautiful tonight,” Damon attempted to flirt with her.

Kayla wanted to roll her eyes but thanked him instead and smiled politely again. Of course she looked beautiful; she had pulled out all the stops for what she had hoped would be a good night out. Kayla had squeezed her thickness into a lavender satin dress. The way the dress’s skirt cinched on the side kept it snug around her plush waist, but the high slit that traveled up her thigh was the main attraction. The strappy silver heels on her feet showed off her matching pedicure that contrasted beautifully with her glistening brown skin, and her makeup was flawless. Her outerwear for the night, a cropped fur jacket that had found its way to the coat check when they arrived, was the icing on the cake. Her outfit deserved the appreciation, just not from Deshawn.

The waiter saved her from having to focus on her date when she brought out the food they had ordered. Since Kayla knew Derek had money, she had ordered the whole lobster, and she fought her mouth from drooling too much as the waiter set it down in front of her. It laid on a bed of forbidden rice, and the side of roasted brussels sprouts and cremini mushrooms looked heavenly. The ramekin of drawn butter off to the side tempted her as it sat next to the minuscule seafood fork. She may not enjoy her company for the evening, but Kayla damn sure was going to enjoy her meal.

“Looks good,” Dominic called from the other side of the table, breaking Kayla from her trance as he cut into his wagyu beef.

“Sure does.” Kayla wasted no time before digging into her meal. Not only was it the perfect excuse to avoid conversation, but it was perfect, period.

A slight chill permeated the air as the door swung open and the crisp January air entered the small restaurant. Kayla shivered as she complained internally about being forced to sit near the door, but that shiver intensified as she heard a voice. His voice.

“Reservation for Stevens, please.”

Kayla stilled.

“Of course. Right this way, sir,” the maitre d’ responded, and Kayla heard three sets of footsteps coming her way.

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“Babe, let’s go!”

“Yell at me one more time, woman,” Erik warned as he came around the corner into the living room, fastening his watch.

“I swear, you take more time getting ready than I do.”

“Whatever, Mo. You ready?”

“Nigga, I been ready!”

Erik rolled his eyes and grabbed his keys. It would be a rough night, and things were already starting off on a bad foot. He and Monique had been seeing each other for the better part of a year, and he’d finally reached his limit. She was overbearing, rude, and just after him for his money, but he hated being alone, so he put up with her bullshit. His cousin, T’Challa, had tried to hook him up with a few ladies back in Wakanda when he went to visit after his breakup, but nothing stuck. Almost immediately after coming back to the states, Erik met Monique at a charity event for the Outreach Center. She had the singing voice of an angel and had been booked as the entertainment for the evening. Erik was drawn to her like a sailor to a siren, and she immediately sank her teeth into him. Past her vocal talents, Monique wasn’t really anything special. Her personality left a lot to be desired, she wasn’t the sharpest crayon in the box, and she just wasn’t her.

The moment Kayla ended their relationship a year ago, Erik’s whole world shattered. He had lived a life full of pain and loss, but Kayla had been his lifeline. She pulled him out of the dark and made him revel in the sunshine. Hell, she was the sunshine, but now he had settled for a UV lamp at best. Kayla had wanted a life that Erik was too scared to give her, but that fear became his downfall. He still missed her most nights. He was lonely, and Monique was there to keep him company, but that wasn’t enough for him anymore. Erik craved a connection that Monique just couldn’t provide. So he decided he had to break it off and figured that doing so in a public place would probably be best. She had a tendency to throw things when she got angry.

The car ride to Chez Martine was tense. Monique had been angry all day because Erik had taken back his credit card even though she wanted to buy a new dress for their date. Her lousy mood almost made him dump her back at his condo, but Erik kept a cool head and stayed focused on the plan. He ignored the way Monique complained the entire time she got ready, reluctantly putting on a dress he had seen her wear before. It didn’t matter to him; he knew what the night held.

When they walked into the restaurant, Erik’s heart dropped into his stomach. He’d recognize that shoulder blade tattoo anywhere. She had cut off all her hair and lost a few pounds, but he knew for sure that he was looking at Kayla. His Kayla. He forced himself to look straight ahead as they passed her table and prayed that the maitre d’ didn’t sit them where she could see him. Unfortunately, he had no such luck because the only open table for two was directly within her line of sight. He prayed again that Monique would sit on the far side of the table, but Bast ignored his pleas once more. He had to sit facing her, and as soon as he got comfortable in his chair, her gaze slyly trailed over to him. They locked eyes across the room, and Erik’s heart stopped. She was just as beautiful as the last time he saw her all those months ago, but who the fuck was that sitting across from her?

“What are you looking at?” Monique’s abrasive voice cut through his eardrums.

“Nothing. Just thought I saw someone I know, that’s all.”

She cut her eyes at him and turned around to look as he buried his face in the menu.

“Quit being nosy,” he complained.

“I just wanna see who’s got your attention, that’s all.” Monique turned back around with a sour look on her face. “It’s probably that fat girl with her cleavage all out.”

“Mo, just look at the fucking menu and act like you got some sense.”

“Fine.”

Monique pouted until the waiter showed up, but she plastered a fake smile on her face as he took their order. As usual, she ordered the most expensive thing on the menu, and it bothered him to no end that she was hellbent on spending all of his money. Of course, he had plenty, but she felt entitled to it. Kayla never cared about him being rich. Hell, when they got together, she didn’t even know he was a prince, but he loved to spoil her nonetheless. He loved the look on her face when he’d buy her things or take her on the expensive trips that she more than deserved. Kayla appreciated everything he did for her with all her heart, but she’d say the same thing every time.

“Thank you, baby, but you’re all I need.”

Erik smiled fondly at the memory of when he bought her a diamond tennis bracelet from Wakanda for their second anniversary. She was so excited to have diamonds that weren’t marred by exploited labor that she damn near dropped the box when she saw what was inside. It had been a rough year for them, what with him disappearing for a couple of months to seize the Wakandan throne and all. She certainly had plenty of colorful words for him when he came back. He’ll never forget the look on her face when he showed up at her door. He had brought T’Challa for backup just in case, but she looked right past the king as tears welled up in her eyes at seeing her Erik, alive and well.

Erik’s eyes started to get misty as he thought about the way she kissed him with so much emotion...then slapped him across the face for leaving. His gaze wandered back over to Kayla and he noticed the light bounce off of something on her arm. She was wearing the bracelet.

As if she felt his glare, Kayla shifted uncomfortably in her seat, so he averted his eyes back to Monique, who had caught him staring again.

“Why don’t you go say hi?” she asked sarcastically, making him roll his eyes so hard they almost got stuck.

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Erik Stevens. Here, of all places. He just had to be here.

Kayla noticed that he didn’t seem to be enjoying his modelesque date’s company any more than she was enjoying Darwin’s, and the pang of jealousy she felt at seeing him with another woman went away. She knew she had no right to feel any kind of way about it, especially since she was the one that broke things off. That didn’t make it any easier, though.

Dylan was too wrapped up in his steak to notice her wandering eye, but it seemed that Erik’s food was as uninteresting as the woman across from him. Kayla watched as he half-heartedly pushed it around his plate, but he certainly kept his favorite whiskey coming. She wanted to chuckle but didn’t want Daniel to think he had anything to do with her levity. They were both drowning their dissatisfactions in their alcohols of choice, and Kayla got a phantom taste of Uncle Nearest 1856 on her lips as she watched him take a sip. When he set the glass down and licked his lips, Kayla felt flush. She missed those lips…

“So, how about dessert?” Damien asked as he leaned back in his chair and rubbed his stomach. “I hear their creme brulee is amazing.”

“Uh, sure, why not?”

“You know,” he began as he leaned in and reached for her hands. She allowed him to take them, but the softness of his hands disgusted her. No callouses, no roughness, not even a firm grip. “I’ve had a great night. I’d love to see you again.”

Kayla chuckled nervously, unsure of how to proceed.

“What are you doing next-”

“Are you fucking kidding me?!”

A shrill voice pierced the air as Erik’s date bolted up from her seat. Desmond, and the whole restaurant, turned around to see what was going on, and Kayla took the opportunity to remove her hands from his.

“Keep your voice down,” Erik sneered through his teeth. “We’re in public.”

“So?! You bring me out here just to dump me? To dump this?!” she gestured at her slim figure, and he rolled his eyes.

“You ain’t even all that,” he waved her off. He was tired of playing nice, and Kayla could see the exasperation written all over his face.

“Excuse me, miss-” the waiter attempted to calm her down, but the crazed woman cut him off.

“Stay out of this!”

“I’m so sorry,” Erik mouthed to the poor man who would absolutely be getting a monstrous tip later.

“Oh, you’re sorry for him, but not for me?”

“Mo, just sit down. We can finish our meal like adults-”

“Fuck you, Erik.” She threw her dirty martini at him, soaking the front of his all-black ensemble.

Kayla could damn near see the steam coming out of his ears as his apparent ex stormed out of the restaurant. Erik locked eyes with her across the room, and when he saw the concern written all over her face, his softened.

“Whew, poor fella,” Dexter commented as he turned back around. “Where was I? Oh-”

“Excuse me, where’s your restroom?” Kayla interrupted him as their waiter walked by.

“Right down there.” She pointed at a set of stairs off to the side, and Kayla thanked her as she slid out of her seat.

“I’ll be back, Darius.”

“It’s Denzel.” He deflated.

“Fuck,” she froze. She had been sure it was Darius. “Still, I’ll be back.”

“I’ll be here,” he responded, obviously upset by her slip-up.

Kayla hurried off down the stairs and leaned against the wall as she waited for either of the single-use restrooms to open up. She took a deep breath and opened her clutch, reaching in to pull out her phone with a shaky hand and typing in his number. It was one of the few she had memorized, just in case.

“You ok?”

Her thumb hovered over the send button, but she couldn’t press it. Her heart nearly thumped out of her chest at the thought of starting a conversation with him, but something within her said that she should. It would be weird not to say anything after all that, right?

“Hey-”

“Shit!” Kayla dropped her phone when his silky baritone graced her ears.

“My fault, ma.” Erik leaned over and picked the phone off the floor, checking it for cracks. He saw she had typed a message out to him and smirked before handing it back to her.

“T-thanks.”

“No problem. And, yeah, I’m ok.”

“Huh?”

Erik pointed at her phone screen.

“Oh! Right. Um, well, that’s good to hear.” Kayla attempted to push her hair behind her ear out of habit, forgetting she had just cut it all off a week ago.

“What about you?”

“What about me?”

“You ok? You don’t seem to into ole dude out there.”

Kayla sighed and rolled her eyes, “Oh, him.”

“Damn, it’s like that?” Erik laughed, and she slapped his arm. That slight contact was enough to spark a flame in them both, and Erik’s face turned serious. “For real, though, not going well?”

“Better than you, it seems,” she quipped as she eyed his wet shirt. That was a bad idea because his first three buttons were undone, and she caught a peek of the raised scars that she missed so much. And that broad chest, and the chain with his father’s ring that he always wore. He’d let her wear it from time to time, and she always felt like it was such an honor. He trusted her enough to let her wear it. He loved her enough to-

Kayla pried her eyes away and made yet another mistake: she looked up at him. Those eyes still looked like sweet, sweet molasses, and even though his locs were braided back, she could tell he was letting them grow out. She momentarily wondered who was retwisting them nowadays, but her train of thought was cut short by the scent of sandalwood and vanilla. Kayla’s mind went blank as she inhaled slowly.

“Heh, yeah. That was...that was pretty embarrassing. Not even gonna lie.” Erik looked away shyly, unable to hold her gaze.

“I guess you’ll need to find a new date spot, huh?”

“Nah, I think I’m good on dating for a while.”

“Same,” Kayla sighed. “Dating sucks.”

“Yeah…”

One of the bathroom doors unlocked, and a middle-aged white man stepped out and passed them on the way up the stairs.

“Well, I should-”

“Yeah, go ahead.”

Kayla walked towards the bathroom, but before she could reach the door, she felt a light tug on her wrist. His touch still gave her goosebumps, and he noticed her raised skin as she turned to face him.

“I just, uh...it was nice seeing you, Kay-kay.” Erik smiled at her, and she nearly melted. She missed when he called her that, too. “You look good.”

“Thanks, E.” She smiled back. “So do you.”

He let her go, and Kayla disappeared into the bathroom. When she closed the door behind her, she took a deep breath to center herself. After all these months, Erik still took her breath away. He clouded her senses and scrambled her mind. Even as she took care of business, her brain replayed their short interaction on a loop.

Kayla locked eyes with her reflection as she dried her hands. How could she go back up there to- what’s his name? Oh, yeah, Da- Denzel. That’s it, Denzel. How could she go back up there to his mediocre company when the man she still loved had made her feel so alive with just one touch. That was the magic of Erik, his magnetism. When they were together, she couldn’t help but be drawn to him, even when she wanted to slap him across his beautiful face. Those were some of the best times, though. If she was angry at him, he knew exactly what to do to calm her down. To put her in her place. To remind her-

Kayla’s daydreaming was cut short by a knock at the door.

“Occupied!”

It came again.

“I’ll be out in a minute!”

She reached for another paper towel to dab off the sweat that had started to pool on her skin at the thought of Erik’s dominance when the door opened.

“What the f- Erik?!”

He pushed inside the bathroom and locked the door behind him.

“You need to start locking doors, Kay.”

“I- what do you want?”

“I want to talk to you,” he spoke as he moved closer to her.

“Here?!”

“Yeah, here,” he chuckled.

Kayla rolled her eyes and tried to push past him.

“Now is not the time or place-”

“When is?” he blocked her exit, and she crossed her arms in defeat, looking up at him through her lashes as she leaned against the sink. “Look, I just need to say something real quick.”

“Fine,” Kayla sighed and gestured for him to continue. She knew there was no use fighting him. She wasn’t leaving that bathroom until he was good and ready.

“Kay,” his voice softened, and she looked away only to have her face pulled back in his direction. “Kay-kay, look at me.”

She made the mistake of doing just that, getting lost in his eyes again.

“I miss you,” Erik murmured.

“Erik-”

“Look, I know, ok? I know. And I’m sorry, Kay. I really am- no, look at me. I’m sorry I wasn’t enough for you...but I miss you, girl.”

Kayla’s eyes welled up with tears that she tried her hardest to blink away, but one had the nerve to fall. Erik wiped it away, and the next one, and the next one. A sob wracked Kayla’s body, and he wrapped his arms around her body.

“Don’t cry, babygirl. I know you worked hard on your makeup.”

Kayla laughed through her tears, but the emotions washed back over her, and she buried her face into his chest. It was already soaked with gin, so what harm would a few tears do?

He held her and rocked her softly from side to side as she cried, and after a couple of minutes, she found the will to look up at him again. His cheeks were wet, so she reached up and swiped her thumbs over them as she held his face in her small hands. He nuzzled into them and kissed her wrists.

“I miss you, too, E,” she croaked.

“I know, babygirl.”

He leaned in to kiss her forehead, and she closed her eyes as his soft lips caressed her skin. They stayed intertwined for who knows how long until Erik felt Kayla begin to pull back. He looked down at her, and the two of them locked eyes. Before they knew it, their lips had met in the middle in a passionate embrace. They got lost in each other for a moment until common sense returned to Kayla, and she pushed him off.

“We can’t-”

“Why not?”

“Because…”

“Because what, Kay?” Erik’s voice rumbled as he closed what little gap was between their bodies. He left soft kisses on her temples before working down to her cheeks, then her jawline, and eventually the column of her neck. She let out a soft whimper when his teeth grazed the crook of her neck but pushed him back again before he could continue any further.

“Erik, I...I still love you, and-”

He attacked her lips with his, hands feverishly gripping her waist as he pushed her further into the sink. She had nowhere to go, and she was ok with that.

“I...love you...too...babygirl,” he whispered between kisses.

Kayla’s mind went blank as he lifted her up on the counter and pressed himself between her legs. She could feel him, all of him, and damn did she miss that monster between his legs.

“Erik,” she moaned as he nipped at her earlobe. He still knew how to play her body like a violin.

“Mmm, say it again.”

“Erik!” she squeaked as she felt his strong hands grip her thighs.

“Just like that,” he groaned, and she flooded her already wet panties.

“Baby-”

He connected his forehead to hers and stared deep into her eyes. “You miss me?”

“Mhm,” Kayla nodded with her lip between her teeth.

“I miss you, too, baby. I think about you all the time. Every day,” he pecked her lips, “every night. I miss everything about you, Kay-kay. Your off-key singing, your horrible cooking-”

“Shut up,” Kayla giggled as his hands traveled up her dress.

“Your body…fuck I miss this body. I miss how you smell, how you taste...how that tight little pussy feels wrapped around my dick.”

Kayla widened her legs for him as his fingers found their way to the seat of her panties, stroking up and down her slit. Erik kissed his way back down her face and over to her ear, his warm breath sending chills down her spine.

“Do you think about me when you touch yourself? Because I do. You’re all I see when I stroke my dick...wishing it was your hand...your lips...this fucking pussy.”

Erik pushed her panties to the side, and his nimble fingers circled her clit. Kayla let out a small moan that was music to his ears, making fingers move faster and her breath grow shallower with each rotation.

“Answer me.”

“Mhm.”

“Come on, babygirl, you can do better than that. You think about me when you play in your pussy? This pussy right here?” he asked as he slapped her vulva, her wetness sticking to his hand.

“Y-yes, baby-”

“Uh-uh, you know who I am. Say it,” Erik commanded as he snuck three fingers inside her wetness, making her moan loudly in his ear. “Shhh, you gotta be quiet, babygirl. You don’t want people out there knowing how much of a slut you are, right?”

Kayla shook her head no.

“That’s what I thought. Now, I asked you a question, Kayla,” he reminded her. His gruff voice made her weak, and the fingers that were steadily speeding up inside her certainly didn’t help. “Answer me. Who am I, babygirl?”

Kayla tried to hold out as much as she could. She didn’t want to say it, too proud to give in, but the way he was currently stretching out her pussy and curling his fingers inside her made her cling to his shoulders. The bastard knew what he was doing, and she didn’t want to let him win. But then, he played dirty and bit down on her neck. She cried out, and when he pulled back to look at her, the ferocity in his eyes drove her up the wall.

“I said, who the fuck am I, Kayla?” Erik growled. His hand sped up, making her weak with every thrust. She couldn’t hold it anymore and came undone around him, her mouth betraying her as his name fell from her lips.

“Daddy!” she gasped as her pussy spasmed, and he chuckled darkly.

“Damn right I am,” he kissed her lips, “now gimme that pussy. Daddy missed his pussy.”

Kayla heard a rip and felt the cool air between her legs as he tore through her panties to get to her treasure trove. She reached down between them and grabbed his clothed erection in her hand, making him groan as he bit down on his luscious bottom lip. She undid his belt buckle and slowly unzipped his pants before reaching in and pulling out his throbbing dick.

The longing in her eyes told him everything he needed to know, so he pushed her legs back and tapped his head on her clit.

“You want daddy’s dick in you?”

“Mhm,” she whimpered.

“Good.”

He pushed in and groaned at the feeling of her pussy walls gripping him as he sheathed himself inside her.

“Fuck, you feel like home.”

Kayla moaned into his neck in response and wound her hips against him, meeting him thrust for thrust as he stroked into her slow and deep. She couldn’t form words. He felt so damn good inside her that Kayla’s brain had short-circuited. Erik’s dick hit spots that she could never find herself no matter how hard she tried. Even in her dreams, he drove her body wild. She had spent the last year trying to find somebody, anybody who could make her feel that way, but nobody could compare to Erik Stevens.

Erik and Kayla panted heavily into each others’ mouths as he made love to her body, and as soon as Kayla started to tense up, his thrusts grew harder.

“I-I-”

“I know, babygirl. Daddy feels it,” he groaned as he nipped at her bottom lip. “Cum on my dick like a good girl.”

His words sent Kayla into overdrive, and her body shook as she spilled over him. Her spasming walls hugged him tight, and she wrapped her legs around his waist, begging him with her eyes.

“You feel amazing,” she moaned.

“Mhm. I know them other niggas wasn’t hitting it like this. I just know it. Look at you, cumming all over daddy’s dick. Look at it!” He grabbed her chin and made her look down at her throbbing pussy as his dick slid in and out of her.

“We look so good, daddy!”

Erik slammed into her, and she bit into his shoulder to keep from screaming. He gave her his all over and over, rocking the countertop in the process.

“We’ll look even better if you let me cum in this pussy. Mix my cum with yours-”

“Yes!”

“Yes?” He chuckled. “You want it that bad, huh? Nasty ass, in here getting fucked while that bum ass nigga’s waiting for you upstairs.”

“Mmm, I want it.”

“Want what, babygirl?” Erik teased as he brought his thumb to her clit, strumming it slowly as he thrust into her.

“You. I want you to cum deep in me.”

“Shit,” Erik groaned. “You want it deep in there?”

“Mhm. Put it where it belongs, daddy.” Kayla licked up the side of his neck, making his knees buckle. “Cum in your pussy.”

Erik lost all sense of control and pounded into her tight pussy, somehow getting even deeper in preparation for his release. Kayla held on tight as she felt him begin to spasm inside her, and she released around him again as his deep moans tickled her ear. Erik thrust extra deep and held his dick in place as he emptied his balls into her warmth, whimpering lightly as she rubbed his back to soothe him and bring him back down.

“I missed you, babygirl.”

“I missed you, too, daddy.”

They stayed like that, wrapped up in each other until their breathing slowed. Erik was the first to move, slowly pulling himself out of Kayla as she whined at the loss of contact. He kissed all over her face before planting a slow, sweet kiss on her lips.

“I can’t let you go again, Kay-kay,” his voice cracked as tears threatened to fall from his eyes again.

Kayla pulled him back in and kissed him so deeply that she nearly lost herself in him again, but he pulled away and looked her in her eyes.

“I’m serious, girl. I’ll do anything. I’ll marry you, give you as many big-headed babies as you want. Just, please, Kay-” she cut him off with another kiss to shut him up.

“We should go back to my place and talk,” she whispered, and Erik’s face lit up. Something about the way she said it, the way she kissed him, the way her body still responded to his...it gave him hope. Kayla smiled at him and pecked his lips once more before hopping off of the sink. He had to catch her because her legs were wobbly, and she stumbled a little in her heels.

“You aight?” he laughed.

“No, nigga,” she slapped his chest, and the two of them got caught in a laughing fit. They had really just fucked in the bathroom at Chez Martine. Kayla was on cloud nine until a thought occurred to her, and her face fell flat. “Oh, shit.”

“What?” Erik’s face turned serious, and his eyes scanned over her body, looking for whatever the problem was.

Kayla started giggling again, and he looked confused.

“What is it?” he asked, barely able to keep a straight face. Her laugh was always so infectious…

“Demetrius.”

“Who?!”

“My date.”

“Girl, don’t worry about him. He probably thinks you dipped out anyway.”

Kayla shrugged and fixed her dress as Erik stuffed his shirt back in his pants. They checked their reflections in the mirror, and Kayla was pleasantly surprised that her makeup was still intact thanks to that setting spray she had splurged on the other day.

“Ready?” Erik asked as he admired her beauty. Kayla nodded, and he unlocked the door, opening it to find Duncan leaning against the wall with a sour look on his face. Kayla’s eyes blew wide as she tried to figure out what to say to her date for the evening.

“Heyyy, um…”

“Denzel,” he seethed.

“Yeah, sorry. So, um, we’re-”

“Sorry, bruh,” Erik clapped him on the shoulder, “but we heading out. Bathroom’s all yours, though.”

Erik pulled Kayla along, and she sent Deion an apologetic glance before following Erik up the stairs. It seemed the whole restaurant knew what had occurred, but neither one of them cared. They were just happy to be around each other again. It had been entirely too long.

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๛𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄

๛𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 : Rindou Haitani x Black FEM! Reader

๛𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 : Rindou apparently closes himself off from you and you find out why.

๛𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄 : Angst ⇶ Fluff

๛𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓 : ONE SHOT

๛𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : mention of killing, insecurities & cursing

๛𝐀/𝐍 : I desperately wanted to write this just because it’s been stuck in my head for a while now,, hope you enjoy it !! <33,,

REBLOGS ARE WELCOMED.

𝐀 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐔 can be a struggle sometimes, especially when you feel like he’s not being honest with you. You try your best to make sure communication is one of the main things that’s in your relationship but Rindou hardly wants to open up to you.

No matter how hard you try, Rindou just seems like he doesn’t want to talk to you at all. It’s as if he’s shutting himself off from you. And you honestly weren’t sure what you were supposed to do anymore so you sometimes just left him alone.

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You were going out with a friend today and you were planning on calling Rindou to see if he wanted anything. He didn’t answer. As expected. You tried texting him as well, but deep down you knew he wouldn’t answer. You rolled your eyes and stood outside your house, waiting for your friend to come. “Y/N!” Your friend yelled, running up to you.

— “F/N you’re here finally alright we gotta go, we taking the train right”

— “Yeah it’s the fastest why to get to city”

— “Ok let’s go before it gets late”

Your friend nodded and you started making your way to the station. You kept checking your phone and each time you saw nothing from Rindou. You sighed and just shoved your phone back into your pocket.

— “..Hey y/n you good? You look mad”

— “Should I break up with Rindou?”

The question took your friend aback. “Are you serious y/n? Why the fuck would you want to do that?!” You shook your head at the question. “The nigga looks like he don’t want shit to do with me, what else am I supposed to do? I’m not gon’ stay with somebody who treating our relationship like shit” you said in frustration. Your friend stared at you with sad eyes.

You continued to have this conversation with your friend while walking. As the both of you turned the corner, you heard the sounds of hitting and grunting.

You and your friend looked at each other.

— “Bitch you hear that too right” you said furrowing your eyebrows.

— “Yeah but what the hell is that?”

— “Let’s go see”

The both of your silently walked closer to the sounds coming from the street beside you. You both manage to get there unseen and the shock that you both felt as you looked at the scene in front of you could’ve made you drop everything in your hands if you weren’t careful.

There were about 15 boys surrounding another group of 20 boys and they looked like they were brawling. But what surprised you the most was the fact that you could see your boyfriend in the midst of all this beating the shit outta a dude at least 2x bigger than him.

— “You seeing this shit too right?”

Your friend nodded at you. The two of you sat crouched and watched as your boyfriend, his brother, and all the other boys brawl with one another.

— “So you mean to tell me this is what the hell be been doing? I outta knock the dog shit outta him!”

You friend laughed at your outburst but knew that you were serious. They had recognized how Rindou was being quite negligent and maybe this was the reason why. Was he scared that you would see this side of him so he closed himself off all together?

You friend put their hand on your shoulder and tried to let you know their thoughts. You on the other hand was sitting there in shock. So much so that you didn’t recognize a bat that was flying directly towards the both you.

— “Y/N! GET DOWN BITCH DON’T YOU SEE THE BAT FLYING TOWARDS US?!”

You snapped out of your thoughts to see the bat flying directly towards you. You managed to dodge, only missing the bat by a hair.

— “Holy shit.. thanks F/N”

You look over at your friend when they don’t answer to see the boys from the gang crowding around them.

— “YO WHAT THE FUCK?! GET OUTTA THEIR FACE!”

You yelled at the boys, which was probably not the best idea. You went over to your friend and stood up in front of them and stared the boys down. You weren’t gonna move. Rindou already had pissed you off for the day because of this shit so if somebody decided to get on you bad side today, you were gonna let them have it.

You stood their with a stern look on your face. You’ve been in situations like this before so you knew how to handle it. Granted it was never this many people. You shook your head and sighed.

— “What do you want from us?”

— “Well.. you’re trespassing here so we gotta take you to our kings”

You looked at them like they grew two heads. Kings? This is Roppongi not fucking Britain who the hell ruling these streets? You gave them a scrunched up face of disgust. “Take us to ‘em then ‘cause I’ll be damned if I let anybody treat us like we fucking criminals!” You said angrily, folding your arms over your chest.

They gaped at you before leading you to where their “kings” were.

So that’s how you got into this situation, standing in front of a gaping Ran and Rindou as you stood there taping your foot on the concrete under your feet and folding your arms over your chest with an eyebrow arched.

— “Hi babe funny seeing you here after I been blowing up your phone all day” you smiled forcefully.

Rindou stood before you absolutely starstruck. He loved seeing you mad but he wasn’t going to tell you that, especially not right now.

— “Well? You ain’t got nothing to say?”

He snapped out of his thoughts and walked up to you. “Babe what the hell are you doing here?!” You looked at him as if he was crazy. “Nah the real question is why the hell are YOU here?! I know damn well that you always got your phone on you so don’t tell me no bullshit that you ain’t hear your phone ringing or you ain’t see my damn messages! And what the fuck is all this?” You rambled. You was gon’ let his ass have it today.

Rindou sighed knowing that he couldn’t fool or lie to you. He kinda even laughed to himself a little because of how well you knew him despite all he knows he put you through.

— “Babe can we talk about this somewhere else? I know you don’t like unnecessary people in your business so c’mere” he sighed.

You rolled your eyes at him but started to follow him anyways. You looked back at your friend and Ran. You squinted your eyes at Ran and he immediately got the message and nodded to you. You don’t play when it comes to people putting their hands on you or your friends so you had to make sure nothing happened to them.

You followed behind Rindou to an alley where he leaned up on the wall. You stood at the opening of the alley and waited for him to start explaining.

He took his glasses off and ran his hand through his hair as he motioned you to come closer.

— “Nah I ain’t coming closer until you start explaining” you said in your unwavering resolve.

He expected this.

He sighed. He wanted to make this quick.

— “Alright, well first I’m in a gang, I stayed away from you ‘cause I wanted to keep you outta all that, me and Ran went to juvie for killing people, and—“

— “nigga pause wait wait wait..” you interrupted.

Were you hearing this right? Is this supposed to be some kind of joke? Because he can’t up and tell you all of this like it’s nothing.

— “Go slower please.. I need to be able to grasp what the fuck you’re telling me”

So he did.

He explained to you everything and the reason behind him closing out himself from you in fear that something would happen to you and that you might not be interested in him anymore if you did know, the feelings of inferiority. He told you everything. He let out all the things he’s been dying to tell you since you started dating. Because the way you treated him made him feel so good, so he poured out everything he kept hidden away for the entire time you had been dating.

And as soon as he finished, he just dropped to the floor.

— “You’re planning on leaving me aren’t you? I mean after hearing that and how I treated you I would leave too, I can’t do shit right. I’m a delinquent, hell even you’re parents are gonna hate me”

You sighed. Now you understood.

— “Babe get up for me for a sec please”

He looked up at you. He picked up his glasses off the ground and stood up.

— “What?”

You walked up to him and stood just inches from his face and laughed.

— “You’re stupid as fuck”

— “Now why the fuck you telling me this for?”

— “‘Cause of you told me this then this wouldn’t be happening right now you know that right?”

He just stood there then scratched his head.

— “Well yeah of course I knew that but we both know that I don’t do sappy shit”

You laughed at him while he scrunched up his face at you.

— “Stop laughing!”

You managed to calm down. You looked up and kissed him at which he blushed profusely at. “Don’t overthink shit ok,, you already know ion play that and plus I’m here to stay unless you fuck up in something in which case ima have to help your dumbass, but I’m here to stay you ain’t getting rid of me” you laughed. “Just don’t do that again cause I didn’t know if you were serious about us so I was gonna leave.. but I’m glad I didnt.” He sighed, silently being grateful you didn’t walk off without him.

Rindou, still blushing looked at you then looked away. “Yeah just.. don’t get in the way ok..” he said, being stubborn as usual. “Oh and.. thanks for… you know,, staying..” he said blushing harder.

You could only grin at him and kiss him again as you pulled him out of the alley and back towards his brother, your friend and the rest of the gang, with him smiling behind you like an idiot.

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New Partners

Erik Stevens x Black!Reader

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(Y/N) and Erik are partnered up on a mission. After getting stuck together, things get a little heated between the two.

Warning: Cursing, SMUT, 18+ Content, Semi Fight Scene, mention of infertility, self harm

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(Y/N) looked around the table with men as she rolled her eyes. So many men sitting here with their pride so far up their ass, it was showing in their face. She knew they had a problem with her being here, but it was more that just that. She was one of the best assassins this organization had to offer. They were intimidated by that. Who wouldn’t be. 

You were on of the girls that escaped the Red Room. That’s right. You were a black widow, trained along side the infamous Natalia Romanova. Better known as Natasha Romanoff. After loosing you’re home from S.H.I.E.L.D, you joined this organization. Just one thing threw it off. You were the only women here. Even though you irked something in their head, they couldn’t help but find you sexy. The only person in here who’s never given her a hard time was Erik. 

Erik was to himself. He didn’t speak to no one unless it was call for for a mission. He was just to himself.

“Good morning everyone.” Your boss Ricky came in as you put your phone away. “I’m going to keep this meeting short and simple. We heard a big deal going around the streets that some of the alien space craft parts from the attack on New York in 2012 is floating around the black market. We will be attending a bidding so that we can get those parts in our hands. Each of you guys here have been handpicked by me because you are  one of the best that we have here.” he said. 

After going her case file, she saw that was playing the role of Isabella Hardaway.  The wife of Simone Hardaway. She looked at all the information that was given to her. 

After the meeting, she was walking to her office when she felt someone tap her shoulders. She turned around seeing Erik standing there with his arms cross. It looked as if she just came back from a mission considering he had all of his tactical gear on. 

“I am going under as Simone Hardaway. Meet me at my office to discuss details before you go on lunch..” Was all he said before stepping away. She turned around walking back to her office and shutting the door. 

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Before her lunch break, she walked to Erik's office knocking on the door. She heard a come in before walking into his office. The first thing she noticed was the interior of it. Everything was black and gold. It smelled good in her, kind of like Pine Cone. And he had a lot of Wakandian artifacts. The only reason she knew about it was because back in the red room she would read all types of articles and books about Wakanda. 

“You have a very nice office..” she trailed off. 

“Let’s just talk about the mission, yeah?” he said. She nodded. 

“Sure.”

Erik was a cutie. She was always attracted to the guys who didn't say much. Due to some research, she knew it was always the niggas that didn't talk a lot knew had to handle business.

And there was nothing more than she wanted for him to handle her...

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(Y/N) rode the elevator back to the quarters that same night. It was time for them to start the plan and she was only a couple of  minutes late. As the doors opened, she walked into the building and instantly everyone's eyes were on her.

She ignored their stares as she went to the tactic room grabbing the gear that she needed. As she was signing out her equipment, Erik came beside her leaning against the wall. 

“You’re late.” he simply said as she looked up at him giving him a fake smile. She closed booklet before looking at him standing up fully. 

“Sorry but I have to look the part of a billionaire.” she said then looked at herself. “It just doesn’t happen sweet heart.” she finished before walking out the room. Erik turned around as she walked past him, looking at her backside as she walked outside the door.  

There was no hesitation that Erik wanted to have his way with her. She was fine, smart and witty. She’s been working here a little over two years now and this was the first time he could actually talk to her. Even the first time on a mission. 

They received their instructions sitting in the back of the limo, riding to the place where they were doing the bidding at. (Y/N) was looking over the notes she had tucked into her clutch before Erik spoke up. 

“You shouldn’t hide the notes in your hand bag.” he said in a suggestive tone as she looked at him. 

“I’m not. I just bring it with me so that I could go over everything before the mission.” she said folding it and tucking it under the seat. He shook his head chuckling. She looked at him raising an eyebrow. “Oh wow.. he actually laughs. Someone record this.” she said shaking her head.

“Anyways...” he trailed off turning around and looking at him. “There are somethings that you need to know about this place. It’s heavenly guarded. Metal detectors everywhere. So.. those weapons you have is useless.” he said. 

“Yeah I figured that out. But that’s why I have this.” she pulled her dress up to see a knife strapped to her thigh. Erik wasn’t really focused on the knife, more of how full her thighs looked. Damn, he wouldn’t mind being in between those thighs and getting lost. She pulled it back down, Erik not making it noticeable that he wasn’t paying attention at all. 

“A knife. You are going up against a bunch of men with guns... and your defense is a knife?” he asked pinching the bridge of his nose. 

“Oh.. you have a lot to learn my friend.” 

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They inserted the hall, their arms linked with each other. “Their holding the parts on the 5th floor but it’s heavily guarded.” They heard in their coms. 

“We need to make our presence known a little bit, then we can sneak off.” she told him as he nodded.

“Ah, you must be  Simone and Isabella, it’s a pleasure to finally meet you.” An Italian man walked up to them. Erik reached his hand out for him to shake.

"Ah, you must be Giovanni." Erik said to him as (Y/N) shook his hand.

"Oh wow, you're even beautiful in person." he winked at her. Deep inside, she was disgusted. But she had to play along with the roll.

"Oh stop, you're making me blush." she playfully said as he smirked at her.

"Well the bidding is going to start an hour so make yourselves comfortable." he said. They were left alone as Erik whispered in her ear.

"We need to get back there before they start bidding." he said as she nodded.

"I memorized the floor plan of the place. There is a hallway on the left side of the building behind the bar. It should direct us back there." she said. They saw the entrance was blocked by two guards standing there with AK-47s.

"Yeah, but those big ass niggas standing in the way." he said as she smirked at him.

"Well, all we need is a distraction." she said to him as he leaned back in the chair. "What do you mean you have a plan?"

"Just follow my lead..."

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She walked to Fabian tapping his shoulder. He turned around about to snap until he saw who it was. "Oh, Mrs. Hardaway. Is everything alright?" he asked placing his hand on her shoulder.

"Actually, one of your guests here have been incredibly rude to me. A-And it's just making me and my husband a bit uncomfortable and I really just don't appreciate it." she said shaking her head.

"Who!?"

She pointed in the direction where a man by the name of Rodney stood. She knew who he was. Rodney was one of the dudes that ran a drug ring on the West Coast near Compton. He was a hot head that didn't mind popping off on anyone at any minute.

Mixed with Giovanni, who didn't think with his head but his fist. If this was going to be a distraction, she didn't know what was.

"Aye, what the fuck Rodney!" Giovanni yelled walking over to him. "Why the fuck you're being a bitch!?" he exclaimed as Rodney eyes went wide with pure anger.

"Nigga who the fuck are you calling a bitch, bitch."

And they fell right into place. The two guards standing at the door ran to the commotion as Erik walked calmly to the back door. She followed as they ran down the hallway.

"See, easy work." she said to him as he shook his head.

"No you're just lucky that the two of them don't know how to control their emotions." she responded as she shrugged.

"Same thing." He followed her as the posted behind a wall. She turned her head to see more guards standing at the entrances. She turned to look at Erik putting up five fingers to tell him that there were five guards.

She dug into her purse grabbing the penny electricity lock before turning around smirking at Erik. She flipped it around the corner before she heard the groans.

"Yo.. you're fucking crazy." he shook his head as she smirked.

"Okay, well look where it got us." she said walking down the hall. She picked up the guns only to see that they were digitally activated. "What kind of..." she whispered looking at this.

"Yeah we can't use these." Erik said looking over her shoulder.

"Whelp the only form of weaponry is my knife so let's get this thing rolling." They grabbed the key card opening the door letting themselves inside. Erik shut the metal door before he walked in shutting the metal doors.

"I have a feeling that Ricky only sent me on this mission for the if it goes wrong because it seems like you got this figured out." Erik said leaning against the table. She dug into her purse grabbing a pair of tweezers before she chuckled. "

"I've seen you're record file, you have some pretty impressive stunt work under your feet." she said as he tilted his head to the side.

"So you stalked me?"

"No, I was just making sure that Ricky didn't put me with an idiot. And he has not." she said cutting the wires to the safe. She heard the air exit the safe before Erik opened the safe. He grabbed the piece as (Y/N) looked at it.

"That's it? It literally just looks like scrap metal." she said as he nodded.

"Well, this is what we need so-"

"Hands up!" Both of them turned around to see a guard standing at the door. "Put it down and step away from the safe." he said as she looked at Erik. He placed it on the ground before the guard walked further inside.

"Alright, lift your dress up."

"Nigga what the fuck?'

"Excuse me?"

"I'm the one with gun here, lift it up." he said as she nodded.

"You don't have to do this? I mean-"

"Shut up! Lift it." she nodded, faking pouting. She lifted up her dress before grabbing the knife aiming it at his arm than throwing it making him drop the gun.

"What the-" Erik punched him the nose the nose before flipping him on his back, grabbing his arm and bending it before she heard a crack. Before he could scream, Erik punched him again in the face as his eyes went shut and he laid limped on the floor. She grabbed the wreckage before smiling at him.

"A bunch of men with guns.. and you bring a knife?" she mocked him as he rolled his eyes.

"Yeah yeah.. okay. You can handle yourself. I like that." he said licking his lips as she raised her eyebrows.

"Don't look at me like that?"

"Like what?"

"Like that. You lookin at me with some, 'I wanna fuck you' eyes." she said as he smirked.

"Maybe I do."

"Boy bye. You wouldn't know what to do with all this even if it came with instructions. Now come on." she said walking out with a sway in her hips.

"Damn..."

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They were outside walking to the limo when the agent on the phone started talking. "Change of plans you guys. They found that there has been a breach with the stuff. So you guys have to stay in character. We guys got you a hotel downtown." they heard as Erik mumbled a 'shit'.

"Well let's get out of here before they think of something?" he said, she agreeing. They got into the car before the limo driver pulled off.

They made it to the five star hotel and settled into their rooms before she sighed. "We don't even have clothes." she groaned as he shrugged.

"I sleep naked anyways." he said walking into the bathroom. 

“By the way, they have the room wired just in case something goes left!” she yelled out for him but he didn’t hear her. She smacked her teeth before taking off her shoes. I mean she did too, but sleeping next to him. She wasn't going to lie, she was a bit intimidated by him. But oh well. 

As she waited for him to get out the shower, she went through some paperwork she bought with her before she stripped from her gown laying it on the sofa that was in the living room. She grabbed a whiskey glass from the bar before pouring herself a glass of crown royal that Erik purchased. She drink a little more before she felt herself have a little buzz. 

  She had a wet rag wiping the make up off when he stepped out of the bathroom. She didn’t even notice the shower stopped running. He had the tower wrapped around his waist before looking her up and down. She noticed the scars that sat over his body. 

Damn that shit looked sexy... 

He wasn’t hiding that he was checking her out. His eyes traced over her frame. His tongue traced his bottom lip as he looked up at her. He looked further down noticing the scar above her abdomen. 

“What happened to you?” They both said at the same time.

“I said it first.” she said quickly, as he rolled his eyes. 

“Do you want the simple version or the extended version.” he said crossing his arms over his chest. “Extended version?”

“It’s just something that I did to myself to remind me how many people I killed. You know, never make me loose sight of who I really am. Also to remind myself of what I can become.” he responded honestly. 

“You did that to yourself?” she asked, shocked. He nodded. “And you call me crazy...” she said as he chuckled. 

“And you?”

“Do you want the simple version or the extended version?” she asked him. 

“Extended.” 

“So, I grew up in the program called the red room.” she started. 

“Oh yeah. I heard about that shit. That’s why you’re so good at what you do.. huh?” he said as she nodded. 

“Yeah, well anyways. At your graduation ceremony, we had this procedure done. They told us it was just tying tubes so you don’t mess up and get pregnant. But turns out, they took... everything.”

“Ohh...” he trailed off. “That’s-”

“Yeah, It sucks. I want my life to be more than just this. I want to have a kid one day but that’s never going to happen so.. yeah.” she responded.  

“Damn, I’m so sorry.” She didn’t want to end so awkwardly, so she used a little bit of her dark humor. Something she did to avoid having to dig into her feelings.

“But on the bright side, I don’t have periods. The sex is amazing, well depending on the person I’m fucking.” she responded as he squinted his eyes. 

“Why you say that?”

“Well, if their clean, I don’t need protection. And sex is best when it’s raw.” she winked at him.  His eyebrows raised with a sense of caution. He didn’t know if that was a sign or something, but he took it as one.

“Well, I need to get going into the shower.” she walked passed him, walking into the bathroom before turning around and shutting the door. Apart of her wished that he would turn around and follow her inside but she knew he would never do that.

She stripped naked before turning the water to a comfortable temperature. After that, she stepped in letting the water drip down her skin. The water pressure in the shower was no joke.

While she was in her own little world, lathering her body up, she didn’t even notice that Erik came into the bathroom with her. He took the towel off placing it on the sink before putting his hands on the glass. She still didn’t notice that he was in the bathroom with her. Erik wanted that.

He slid the door open, (Y/N) turning around in shock to see him standing there. Dick standing tall and him breathing hard. (Y/N) was stuck. Here he is, one of the sexiest man she has ever laid eyes on, is butt naked in the shower with her. Something took over her as she wrapped her tiny hands around his dick slowly stroking it up and down.

“You want this dick, (Y/N)?” Oh his voice was deep deep. “Once I start I ain’t going back. I plan on ruin your little ass.” he said as she looked up at him.

“That’s what I want..” she whispered to him. She leaned forward placing a kiss in his chest before making her way down, placing kisses all the way until she was face to face with the monster.

His dick was just as beautiful as him. Long and thick, a vein very noticeable and his tip leaking out with ore cum. “You want this pussy?” she asked him, putting her hand down there rubbing her clit in a circular motion. “She stay wet and ready to take some big dick like this..” she whispered kissing along his dick. He clenched his jaw as he leaned against the shower wall.

“Keep talking like that. Watch me fuck that mouth of yours.” he warned her as she smirked. She wrapped lips around the tip, swirling her tongue around it collect all of the syrup he had to offer. Sweet but tangy. She liked it.

She slowly made her way down his dick as he closed his eyes throwing his head back. “Yeah... you know what you doin. Show me what ya little freaky ass got.” he said to her. She wrapped her other hand around the base stroke it as she sucked him properly. It was nice and slow. For her sake, this man was big. Way too big to fit in her mouth. She don’t even know how she managed to get this much of him.

“You’re so big Erik.. you sure it’s gonna fit in this tight ass pussy?” she asked him as he chuckled.

“You should be asking yourself that question. I’m digging in that shit no matter-ooh.” his sentence was cut short when she started to stroke him faster while sucking his dick. “Show off then. Little nasty bitch, I love me a nasty bitch. Play with that pussy. I want the shit dripping down my chin when I eat that shit you hear me?” he said as she nodded.

“Yes sir.” Oh that made his dick jump. She noticed the little peak of excitement before smirking to herself. She focused her attention on his dick before letting him fuck her mouth. Her hands were on the floor as he grabbed her hair keeping her still as he attacked her throat.

“Fuck! Your shit is dangerous ma!” With a final thrust, he came all down her throat. It came out of no where and she coughed. She wasn’t no bitch though and swallows it.

“Swallow all that shit.” he directed her. He saw her swallow it before smirking. “Stick ya tongue out.” she stuck her tongue out before he grabbed her by the throat pulling her to her foot. Within a split second, he had his tongue down her throat. He sucked on her tongue, tongue gliding along each other as she moaned.

“I know, I’m finna play in that pussy right now. I know she’s wet.” (Y/N) stuck her tongue out once more as he looked at her confused until it finally hit him.

This is just one nasty bitch... yeah he definitely keeping up with this one.

He spat in her mouth as she smiled bringing him into a soul crushing kiss. “Go put your leg on the counter, I’m hungry and I want some of that pussy.” he told her as she smiled in content. She opened the glass door before stepping out. He followed her to the counter as she placed her leg on the counter stretching out. He walked behind her wrapping his arms around her waist. She felt his hard dick rubbing against her thighs as she leaned back against him. With his other hand, he rubbed her ass then giving it a slap.

She gasped then moaned as he smirked at you. "You like that, don't you?" he said as she nodded. His fingers traced around further before he was rubbing her clit from the back.

"You got this wet just by sucking my dick?" he asked her a she nodded.

"Yes.. I love sucking dick." she told him as he smirked.

"Yeah, slutty ass." Unexpectedly, he dipped his finger in her pussy as she gasped. Damn this nigga have some thick ass fingers.

"Shit you tight.. you sure she can take all this dick." he said rubbing his dick against her ass as she nodded.

"Yes I can take it- ooh." she moaned closing her eyes throwing her head back. He curved his finger hitting her G-Spot as she moaned.

"Fuck daddy, Right there. Shit!" she gasped out as he kissed her shoulder. His pace went faster as she felt a pressure in her abdomen. "I'm going to cum.." she whispered.

"Yeah, let me get that." he said as she smirked. A couple of seconds later, she came all over his fingers. He kept going like nothing ever happened. She was overly sensitive, and he could tell bu the slight shake she had.

"Fuck... Erik wait." she gasped as he shook his head laughing.

"Nah, all that fucking teasing you did. Keep your leg up. Don't fucking move." He bent down gliding his tongue along her folds as she fluttered her eyes shut.

Erik moaned as her wetness dripped down to his tongue. He thought it was damn near impossible for someone to be this wet but here she is like a faucet. He stood up as she placed her foot on the ground. He turned her around lifting her up and sitting her on the counter. She bit her lip looking at him as he shook his head.

"It doesn't make any fucking sense how wet this pussy is.." he said to her. He grabbed his dick rubbing his tip along the fold as he sighed in pleasure.

"Stop teasing me.."

"Don't tell me what the fuck to do." he grunted at her. He teased her a bit more before entering his slowly.

"Fuck..." she whispered out as he stretched her out. "Fuck you're filling me up."

Erik on the other hand went silent. He was in complete shock about this. He slowly started to thrust as she gripped the counter top for support.

"Good ass pussy, this my shit here. You understand?" he said as she nodded.

"Yes.. oh my god." she groaned. She put her hands between their bodies, rubbing her clit in circular motions. "Faster please." she moaned a nodded. He started to fuck her faster, the sounds bouncing off the bathroom walls.

"Fuck..."he groaned picking her up. He walked out into the room, pushing her against the wall, thrusting faster into her. She let out a loud scream before he kissed her to muffle the noise.

"Fuck baby... you beating my shit up."

"Like I'm suppose to. You hear her, making all that fucking noise." he said a she nodded.

"Talk to me."

"Yes, I hear her!" she moaned.

"Yeah, she like that shit. Slutty ass pussy.." he grunted. She bit his shoulder in attempt to keep her from screaming.

"I-I think I'm about to cum." she whispered as he smiled. "Let me feel that shit." With a tight squeeze, she released all on him as she hit her head against the wall.

"FUCK!" she groaned. Her body shook once more as he carried her to the bed. He flipped her on her stomach before arching her back.

"We not done.. far from it." he said. Without warning, he thrusted fully into her, thrusting into her at a fast pace. She bit the sheet as she moaned. Tears rolled down her eyes as she let the pleasure overwhelm her.

"What happened to me not being able to handle yo ass? What was that shit you was talking?" he taunted her. Now it was her turn to be stuck. He grabbed a fist full of her hair, pulling her back to his chest. He laid his chin on her shoulder whispering in her ear. "Answer me when I'm talking to you? You got some good dick and now you can't talk?"

"Baby.. please." she whispered as he smiled at her. Oh that shit was wicked.

"Baby please what? I can already feel that pussy tugging on my shit. You about to cum again?"

"YES!" she screamed as he smacked her ass. "Stay just like that while I bust this nut all in your guts bitch." he grunted letting go of her hair. The pressure came quick again, and within a couple of seconds she squirting all over him and the bed. She lost balance falling into the bed with him following her.

It triggered his own orgasm as he let his cum drip deep inside of her. "Fuck!" he grunted out as she spasmed a bit feeling it.

"We ain't done..." he whispered to her as she groaned.

- - - - - - - - -

Meanwhile, in the control room, the entire team was in shock. At first they were confused.

"It's silent, why can't we hear them?" Ricky said as one of the tech geeks, James, started typing away.

"Everything seem to be connected. We don't know. We can hear the shower running..." he said as Ricky stood up biting his nail.

"Maybe we should-"

"Fuck daddy, Right there. Shit!" They heard that shit loud and clear.

"Uhhh...." James awkwardly said. It was silent for a few moments before the heard smacking noises. That's when they heard a loud scream.

"Fuck baby... you beating my shit up."

"Like I'm suppose to. You hear her, making all that fucking noise."

"Should we turn it off?" James said about to push the mute button.

"Just put them on low. We can't risk not hearing anything if something happens." Ricky said, his face in utter disgust. "Jesus Christ..." he said walking away shaking his head.

- - - - - - - -

The next morning, they woke up to a loud banging on the door. (Y/N) shot up looking around to see Erik laying next to her snoring." She grabbed the robe that the hotel provided wrapping it around her body. She ran to the door to see guards standing outside of her door. She opened it.

"Oh well how can I help you gentlemen?" she asked smiling at them.

"We are reporting to all the guests that was at the bid last night. Some artifacts was stolen from us." she said as she gasped.

"What? Oh my goodness, who would do such a thing?" she asked.

"Well we suspect you two. You guys aren't really together are-"

"Everything alright baby?" Erik came into view as they looked at him in shock. Not because of his scars but because all of the hickies and scratch marks that was over his body. They took notice of the ones that you had on your neck.

"No, they are accusing of us of not being together! They think we stole some artifacts from that place. Well I tell-"

"So why were you the first ones to leave?" he asked as she scoffed.

"After that fight, we decided that it was out of control and unprofessional. We can take our business else where." she said rolling her eyes. "Y'all don't have any cameras or security. Just ghetto if you ask me."

"We did have cameras, they were all out."

"So you're accusing us of stealing? We don't need to steal."

"Do you want us to show our wedding pictures? Because we-"

"Actually Mrs. Hardaway, we don't have any more questions. We are sorry for bothering you." he said. She slammed the door in their face before turning around.

"I'm surprise you can even walk."

"Shut the hell up."

- - - - - - -

They made it back to the quarters for the briefing. After the briefing Ricky went to your office to talk to you and Erik. "First I would like to say congratulations. You guys did an excellent job." he smiled at the two.

"Well you know I always try my best." (Y/N) said smiling back to him.

"And another thing. If you know the room is wired, please be a little more quiet when you guys do the do. It's very uncomfortable." he said before walking out. (Y/N) eyes went wide as Erik chuckled shaking his head.

"I totally forgot that it was wired..." she said putting her hands in her face.

"To be honest... I realized half way through but I was like fuck it." he laughed as she threw a pen at him but he caught it. "While we're on topic, I need to finish up my report. But meet me in the quiet room in an hour. I want some more." he told her and with that he left.

Damn...

[apollostears]

➝︎ p$ssy fairy | k. takami

anime: my hero academia

pairing: keigo takami x black!reader

warning(s): nsfw, degradation, cursing, just nasty shit.

creator: maya

plot: when the dick is that good, you just can’t help but catch feelings for the number two hero in japan.

“shit kei! i-i’m close!!” your moans sounded like melodies to keigo’s ears, spurring him on to continue rearranging your guts.

wings flared out and blonde hair hanging in front of his face, keigo looked like a god hovering above you. the literal definition of beauty and it was fucking you into oblivion.

tilting your hips up just a bit, you began to fuck yourself onto his dick, feral for more. desperate to feel full. “fuck bunny, you’re always so hungry for my cock aren’t ya?” the pro-hero grunted, eyes narrowing into slits as his hands gripped the sheets on either side of your head.

struggling to speak, all you could do was nod as you moaned from another strong thrust into your slick canal. it was so good you could cry. no, it was so good you were crying.

“c-cum kei-” you slurred out, blissed out and teetering on the edge of euphoria. sentence structure was foreign to you the closer you got to your end.

ebony legs wrapped around his hips and bountiful breats moving with each push inside of you, keigo wasn’t going to last long. fucking you had to be his favorite thing in the world. tears flowing down your cheeks, drool peaking at the corners of your lips and mouth shaped so beautifully...he could die like this.

“come on princess, you can do it baby. cum on this cock, i wanna feel you baby bird.” keigo cooed, moving one of hands to rub vicious circles on your engorged clit.

a choked scream erupted from your throat as you came. velvety walls clamped around his dick, keigo could feel you orgasm so hard it almost pushed him out. a shiver ran down his spine at the thought of you being so full, cum just gushing out of you and it flipped a switch in him.

with renewed vigor, keigo pistoned his dick in n’ out of you, pushing your legs to the sides of your head to form a new position. a slight amount of cream began to form around his dick the more he moved in you and it made him grow harder.

squelching noises filled the room and you might’ve been embarrassed any other time, but you felt entirely too good right now to care. “it feels so good keigo! fuckkk me!” you squealed out.

your purrs of praise made keigo work harder to dummify you. seeing you fucked stupid and leaking like the cum dump you were was exactly what keigo needed.

“fuck y/n, imma fuck you so good you’ll feel me for fucking days. but even then that won’t be enough for a slut like you. you’ll be back begging for more. more of my cum in your tight. little. hole.” the last few words were emphasized with sharper thrusts into your leaking cunny.

overstimulated beyond comprehension, keigo’s filthy words caused your clit to jump painfully. you had already came three times that night and this next orgasm he was about to rip from you was going to be the icing on the fucking cake.

“ngh, c-cumming a-again! shit!”

your pussy was fluttering wildly around keigo’s cock and it made the avian predator grow closer to his release. “just one more bunny, i know you can give me another one. be a good girl for me, be-be a good fucking girl for daddy.”

two more thrusts and you were done, squirting around his cock, keigo leaned down and bit into your neck as he came in you so hard you could taste his nut in your throat. in between your loose state of consciousnesses, you heard the slight fluttering of keigo’s wings as his dick softened inside of you.

a whimper pushed past your lips at the change in size. “sleep baby bird, you did good.” he whispered in your ear, settling his weight onto you.

you didn’t need to be told twice as you grew comfortable under his heaviness and drifted off into sleep; completely fucked out and satisfied.

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it had been three days since kei had sex with you. that’s exactly how long it’d been since the both of you spoke to each other. normally, this wouldn’t bother you seeing as you both agreed on strictly being friends with benefits, however this wasn’t a normal time.

within the six months the two of you had been fucking, you fell in love with him. like a dumbass. and that is the reason why you find yourself thinking of him when you should be filling out paper work. instead, you were sitting at your desk with your window open in case keigo decided to swoop in and surprise you.

loud vibrations pulled you from your thoughts as your eyes searched for the source. spotting the smartphone on the corner of your desk, you hastily went for it, thinking it was keigo. imagine your disappointment when it was only your best friend.

with a heavy sigh, you answered the phone. “hello?”

“uh EW! let’s try this shit again, okay? andddddd ACTION!” your friend yelled through the phone causing you to roll your eyes.

“HEY BESTIE!”

a squeal was heard on the other line and you couldn’t help but smile at the childlike behavior. “hey boo boo! what’s up?”

“just doing paperwork before i go on patrol. what’s up with you? called me to talk about my new support item??” you were a little hopeful that that was why your friend had called, something to get your mind off of takami.

“girl please. i called to make sure you weren’t moping over moby dick. but from the way you answered the phone, it sounds like you are.” she pointed out, much to your chagrin.

ignoring the nickname she had for keigo, you huffed at her annoying habit of putting you on the spot. “now you know i don’t mope over no dick.”

the silence was heavy as you waited for your friend to respond to your words. unsure why, anxiety crept up on you and threatened to take your life if she didn’t answer soon.

“bitch you is a fuckin liar!! you know that man got you by the clit! just tell him how you feel.” her voice held an all-knowing tone to it and you knew you weren’t getting out of this the easy way.

sighing, you leaned back in your chair and groaned. “he doesn’t have me by the clit and even if i did like him, he wouldn’t like me back.” you explained, thinking she would get what you were saying and let it go.

no.

“the math ain’t mathing. how you know big bird doesn’t like you?”

“girl...the nigga and i don’t even kiss!! it’s like a forbidden rule or whatever. and besides, keigo is definitely not the type to fall for anybody. let alone me.” you argued, annoyed that you were even discussing your feelings for this man.

turning around in your chair, you went to get up when you stopped, noticing the figure standing just in front of the open window.

“u-uh shit, girl imma have to call you back.” you spoke distractedly, ending the call without another thought.

several different things ran through your mind as your eyes anxiously took in keigo’s appearance. he had on his regular fit with a smug look on his face. like he knew something.

“yo-you didn’t text. why didn’t-? you usually text.” your emotions were in overdrive with all the possibilities of what could happen.

there was no doubt keigo heard you. part of you was hoping he wouldn’t say anything, but another part wanted to know what he’d say about your childish feelings.

“thought i’d surprise my baby bird since i hadn’t spoken to them in a few days. however, it seemed like i had interrupted something.” keigo spoke smugly as he stalked his way towards you.

lips dry, you swiped your tongue over them quickly before speaking. “whatever you heard, had nothing to do with you.” as pathetic as excuses go, that had to be the most pathetic one you had ever gave.

the energy that keigo was emitting, threw you off and the little laugh he gave at your response had you on edge. he had yet to mention anything about your conversation about him but he still remained as cool as ever.

stopping right in front of you, keigo’s wings spread, shielding your view completely as he dipped down to hover over you. gloved hands gripped the arm chairs and the shiny gold chain dangled in front of you temptingly. his hair was being pushed back by his glasses so he had intense eye contact with you.

“now, you know how i feel about lying baby bird. what did i say about that?” he taunted, his voice dropping to a low-even tone.

your voice was caught in your throat for a second at the intensity of the situation; a burning heat licking the skin on your body. “not to do it.” you whimpered submissively.

god, the way he could flip a switch in you like that was so...mind blowing and equally terrifying. keigo held you by the skin of your teeth and the scary part was that he knew it too.

humming in approval, one of keigo’s gloved hands skimmed over your lips. “so my birdie wants me to kiss her huh? not satisfied with my lips on other places are you?”

keigo had asked you a question but all you could do was whimper and shake lightly like the pathetic bitch you were. 

his avian eyes scanned you feverishly, for what; you didn’t know. “close your eyes for me princess.” he whispered, moving his hand to caress your chin instead.

doing as he asked, you closed your eyes and willed your body to relax. the texture of his gloves were familiar against your skin and you didn’t have to wonder much longer before you felt something soft against your lips.

wait...was keigo kissing you? too surprised to reciprocate the action, keigo pulled away much too soon with a smile on his face. with a shocked gasp, your fingers nimbly touched your lips in surprise.

“w-why? why would you do that?”

was he trying to pity you? entertain your foolish thoughts? toy with your emotions?

“couldn’t have my baby bird thinking i didn’t love her.” he answered honestly, stepping away from you and pulling his wings back.

still stunned, you tilted your head in confusion. keigo loves you?? what the fuck?

“i’d love to stay and make a mess of your lips, but i have to go back to patrolling. come by my place tonight when you’re done. okay angel?” keigo quickly said, making his way towards your open window.

not waiting for a response, keigo flew out your window and back to the streets of japan. and as you sat there in your chair, you couldn’t stop the smile that spread at the mere thought of what this meant for you and him.

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