#when your girlfriend lays out drugs without telling you and you accidentally consume them before a match

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Roy being the only one to notice something was off about the port vale match is so funny like

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Would You Mind?

A/N: Based off of the sensual choreography to Janet Jackson’s “Would You Mind”. Janet Damita Jo Jackson is one nasty bitch. This is also my first smut. Thank you for helping me out @babygirlofwakanda !!!! Y’all go check her shit out!!!!!

Pairing: Winston Duke x Black! OC

Word Count: 3.7K

Warning: SMUT, a little fluff

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Tuesday’s were studio days. Not the recording studio, but the dance studio. After work, Yaa damn near got a ticket rushing to the 6:30 class. Today was the choreography showcase. Her stilettos dance class had been working tirelessly for the last two meetings to get her choreography to Janet Jackson’s “Would You Mind” right.

Winston had watched bits and pieces of the choreography as she worked on it. He never saw the raunchier parts of it, just the complex pirouettes and shoulder flips. If you asked him, it was enough for him to check out his baby’s class for himself.

“I’m sooooo sorry I’m late,y’all! Meeting ran over and I hauled ass as soon I could!”, Yaa apologized as she rushed into the studio adjusting the drawstring on the heather gray sweatpants she’d accidentally stole from a former Yale football-playing beau on purpose. Yaa had had those sweats for years and they had become her babies. It was the perfect contrast to her blue sports bra and loose mustard crop top. Her seven waist beads hung around her waist beautifully. She’d placed her platinum locs in a messy top bun. “Alright,folks! Let’s get warmed up. Keep your heels in your bags.”

She’d opted to go barefoot for warm-ups.

In the spirit of the showcase, the warm-up music was by none other than Janet herself. Floor exercises and stretches were basically a dance party. During the transition from warm-ups to showcase, “Again” came on and Yaa took this time to remind the class she had pipes.

It was time. Yaa placed a chair near the mirror and the class parted around her like the Red Sea. “Who’s first?”, she asked the class. Silence suddenly fell over her rather lively class. “I’d hate to start calling on names randomly cuz that’s b—Sidney go.” Yaa began the song and Sidney, a rather introverted soul,came alive. She executed the choreography perfectly. She even added some rather...suggestive...moves of her own, which surprised everyone. “Whew,sis! Y’all give it up for the most improved!” Yaa hugged Sidney as she went back to her spot. Iyana, Quintell, Tiara, and Olivia all volunteered and did well.

While Olivia was performing, a familiar face attempted to sneak into the studio. It was impossible for someone Winston’s height and size to sneak anywhere, so to see him try to sneak into the back of the class made Yaa cackle. When Olivia finally finished, Yaa hugged her. “Well, class, it looks like we have a visitor. Ladies, I’d like for y’all to meet my non-stealthy ass boyfriend, Winston.” A chorus of “Ooohs” filled the room as Yaa and Wins locked eyes and began laughing. “Evening,ladies!”, Winston began, “Don’t pay me any mind, I just came to see what the pretty girl in the grey sweats was up to.” Yaa rolled in eyes in embarrassment as the class broke out in a drawn out “Awwwwwwwwwww” chorus. Winston made sure to make eye contact with his now-embarrassed fiancée.

Olivia broke the couple’s mutual gaze, “Now wait a minute,K.D., you mean to tell us that you’ve been with THICC DADDY M’BAKU this whole time and you didn’t have the nerve to tell us? Why don’t you do the dance for him? I mean, after all, the chair is there for a reason.” The remainder of the class agreed and egged their instructor on to dance for Winston.

Yaa shook her head as she began changing into her heels and out of her sweats, revealing her black dance shorts. The class playfully catcalled and gassed their instructor up as she stripped.

“WOOO K.D. GOT THAT WAGGGOOONNNNNNN!”

“Say,beautiful, what’s YO name?”

“Aye,aye! Lemme get that math,ma!”

Yaa continued to shake her head and roll her eyes. “Y’all as a collective ain’t shit. I want y’all to understand that. Somebody play the damn track before I change my mind.”, Yaa exclaimed. Boy, were those some SHAWT ass shorts. It had just enough lower cheek showing that the shorts didn’t look like boy shorts. Most of her hip tattoo was exposed and it definitely caught Winston’s eye. That tattoo was his Kryptonite and she was well aware of the effects it had on him. It may have been the reason she wore those shawt ass shorts in the first damn place. Fast ass hussy.

Yaa led Winston to the chair at the front and plopped him down in it. “This is for all the times you left me hot and bothered. Don’t even think about touching me during this dance.”,she whispered lustfully into his ear. Winston laughed deeply. “If this routine is any sexier than what your students are doing, you’re in big trouble,young lady.” Yaa was not backing down from this challenge.

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The music played and Yaa was in her own world. Her eyes locked onto Winston’s as the class cheered her on. Her body moved with such grace and fluidity. From the dangerously deep arch in her back to sitting in his lap and whispering sweet nasty shit in his ear, she was having a grand ol time teasing him. She allowed the lyrics to speak for her:

Baby, would you mind kissing me

All over my body

You missed a spot - there

Baby, would you mind tasting me

It's making me all juicy

Feeling your lips on mine

She even got him when she whispered her favorite lyric, “I’m wanna make you cum”, in his ear. He raised his eyebrow and the class erupted taking note on the intense chemistry the couple was displaying. They knew you had nasty tendencies, but NOTHING prepared them for the show their instructor was putting on for her beau. At the end of the routine, Winston hugged and kissed his fiancée before whispering in her ear,“You are in so much trouble, Khalida.” This was the one punishment Yaa couldn’t wait for.

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Yaa’s car ride home was consumed with thoughts of how Winston was going to lay the pipe on her. It’d been a few weeks since he’d last laid it down,so tonight was going to be one for the books. Before she could even get three steps into the foyer, her body was instantly pushed up against the wall with great force that damn near knocked off the expensive china on the table. With a hand to her throat and his hot breath beside her ear, she shivered when Winston began to speak. “I told you that you’d be in trouble when you got home, didn’t I? You don’t listen.”, he growled. Her lady parts began getting excited. “Now Daddy, when have I ever listened to you?”, she replied with spice in her tone.

Lifting her eyes she saw Winston’s eyes darken with pleasure and a hint of anger. Quickly gulping saliva down her throat, Yaa’s breath hitched as she felt a droplet of release dampen her underwear.

Seeing the startled face and a single bead of sweat slide down her face, Winston sickly grinned as he decided to make beg for forgiveness. Make her apologize for working him up and grinding her body on his hardened length after his multiple pleads.

Oh, he was gonna have her beg.

Tightening his grip around her neck, he pulled his face closer and stuck his tongue out tracing the her outer ear with his wet muscle. Causing a sharp intake of breath to inhale from Yaa’s mouth Winston eyes lowered with ecstasy as he pulled his mouth away. “Apologize.” He croaked, as the visual of her mouth parted and head tilted back began affect his manhood. “Oh? So we gettin’ bold today,I see. Why should I be apologi—”, Yaa’s ballsy statement was interrupted by the tightening of Winston’s hands around her neck. “Apologize for teasing me earlier, for disobeying me, and for leaking in your panties without my permission.”, he commanded with total dominance, giving Yaa no time to leisure as he tightened his grip around her neck a little more.

Only whimpering in response, Yaa felt the rise of her nipples and liquid in her panties gain weight. Hearing no response, but only watching her face twist up in further pleasure. Winston squinted his eyes, “No baby, use your words. Where was that energy when you kept showing your ass to the rest of your class, huh?”,he questioned with an underlining condescending tone of voice. Yaa felt herself going in and out of consciousness—a feeling she wasn’t necessarily opposed to. She finally mustered enough strength to tap his large arm. It wasn’t until she tapped his arm rapidly that Winston realizes his girlfriend was nearing the Ancestral Plane. He slightly loosened his grip and she immediately began gasping for air, “I already told you...that...was payback for all those times you left me high and dry at night...leaving me...months,weeks at a time...got me and my pussy in...overdrive...all for you to just...leave?!” Yaa snapped back with such gusto, considering she was just being choked out not long ago.

Hearing her response, Winston’s grip slowly regained strength as processed her answer. “Nah, Yaa. It doesn’t work like that. You got me hard in public and if I would have fallen into your trap we would have been fucking in front of your class and you don’t want that do you?” He asked, as his eyes regained the threatened look of pleasure. Yaa’s lustful gaze met his. She couldn’t answer his question with words; rather, with an intense kiss. Her lips crashing into his thick lips was a drug that Winston took pleasure in. Their tongues combatted for dominance as Winston carried Yaa up the stairs to the bedroom.“Well it looks like we’re not in public anymore now,are we? Make me apologize,Daddy.” Yaa mumbled into his lips. Winston nearly drops Yaa when she said Daddy.

She knew just how to get him riled up—calling him “Daddy” or “Big Daddy” (used only when she was off the Henny or D’usse) was a sure fire way to get him. “Strip.” He commanded as he dropped her on the bed. Without thought, the usually bull-headed and bratty Yaa did as she was told with the quickness. Sis was finally getting her dick after all this time away from her man and even she herself couldn’t get in the way of her punishment.

Watching her thick frame shuffle the bed to remove her clothing Winston took his time as he balled up the ends of shirt and gradually lifted it over his head teasing Yaa in the process. With low eyes Winston watched Yaa’s naked body come into play as he fumbled with the belt around his waist. “Lemme get this for you,Daddy.” Yaa said sensually and she traveled towards him. “Stop. On your knees...I’m only saying it once,Khalida.” He commanded as he went through his phone. “Would You Mind” began playing throughout the house. She laughed as she crawled to her Daddy. It wouldn’t be long after Yaa was back on her bullshit as she slowed her crawl significantly. She watched as Winston’s face twisted. He paused the music. “Nah,baby, you’re gonna do this right. Start that shit over.”

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Hearing his demand, Yaa looked up at his face that gave an unreadable expression. She couldn’t tell if he was on the verge of snapping her body or on the verge of anger. Retracing her steps back to the headboard, she watched a sly grin appear on his face.

As the song resumed, she got back into the zone. “Show me the dance one more time.” Winston demanded. He watched as his now naked fiancée showcased her visual masterpiece in front of him once again. His member began to resist against his jeans as he made note of Yaa’s waist beads and tattoos, including his Kryptonite. He loved the way the beads compliment her full waist. Winston watched as Yaa pressed her knees into the mattress and swayed her body to the song. Every thrust of her hips and breath lifting her chest sent Winston into further bliss. “—damn.” He mumbled underneath his breath as his eyes glazed over with admiration.

As the song continued on passed the choreography’s end, Yaa began to crawl back to Winston. When she approached her destination, she got up and sat in his lap as was still struggling to get his belt unfastened. “I told you I’d get it,Wins.”, Yaa said as she began unbuckling his belt.

Allowing her fingers to quickly loosen his belt Yaa freed the restrain letting the leather fall around the bulging tent underneath his pants. Flicking her eyes up Yaa spotted Winston’s head tilted back as he was put in a partial state of bliss. Taking that as an opportunity to tease him, Yaa ran her hand over his hardened length causing a throaty groan to erupt from deep within his throat.

Yaa smirked and giggled as she carefully placed her platinum locs into a ponytail. Winston looked down and caught Yaa biting her bottom lip at the sight of her blessed boyfriend’s member finally being freed. Her breath hitched as it sprung up from its restraints. “Do you like what you see, my love?” Winston asked as he subconsciously stroked his member.

Seeing his massive hands grip his thick length did wonders for Yaa. She could have sworn she felt wetness puddle underneath her and onto the comforter. Tired of gazing at the brown dick with pre-cum seeping from the tight hole on top, of his overlapping tip, Yaa placed her hand on top of Winston and lowered her head taking his manhood in her mouth.

The first drop of saliva that made contact with his sensitive muscles immediately locked Winston up. Peering down at Yaa he watched her bob her head up and down as she took her time wrapping her lips around him. “—fuck, keep going.” He grumbled, as he timidly placed his large palm on top of her head.

Feeling his hand ruff up her dreads, Yaa felt him pull her head up off of her dick. Seeing the thin lines of his pre-cum attach to his tip and the inside of her mouth made her whimper at the sight. Wanting to put her mouth back on his redden tip, she started whining until she felt him lower her head back down. Continuing to bob on him like a candy apple, Yaa went back to work as she heard a faint, “Damn.” from above. Hearing that strained “damn” was all she needed to hear.

The further she went down his length, the more his hips began to buck. By the time she’d reached his base, he was bucking and cursing. Yaa smirked before she looked up to her man, dick in mouth like a popsicle on a hot Louisiana day, “Damn, Daddy. Where ya goin’? It’s almost like...” she began licking circles around and kissing his tip, “…like you’re running away from me. You running away from me?”,said as she licked the length and sucked with more suction on his tip. He struggled to form coherent sentences,”I’m not...running awAAAY...from you...DenAAaYE!” This nigga was lying. He never called her Denae unless he was either calling her full name or during sex. “Don’t lie to me, Chris.” She could sense that he was about to bust before he could. Suddenly, she was stopped.

Her head was quickly pulled away from his length only giving her a view of his pulsating head and bulging veins snaking around his dick. “—what are you doing?” She squeaked. Hearing the faint chuckling from above she sat up straight and looked up at his conniving face. “You really thought I was going to let you drink my cum while your on punishment? Tisk..” He stated, with his voice full of control and slyness. “—besides...” he said getting up and stalking towards his prey,”...I need to *mAkE YoU aPoLoGiZe*,remember?” She shook her head at his poor attempt at her Southern accent.

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The spurts of cum falling on the comforter was a sight to see just as much was hearing Winston’s groans as he released his heavy load. Sitting up on her elbows, Yaa watched her man finish before he flicked up his droopy eyelids sending her a threatening look causing a shiver to roll down her spine. It was in that moment that she knew she was officially fucked and that there would be no more teasing and playing around with him; only cumming and moaning would be allowed.

The two share a lustful, almost predatory gaze. Winston stalked towards her, flipping her on her stomach around like a neglected rag doll. His hand slapping down on her right cheek made Yaa quickly get into formation and get into the proper position.

Watching her scramble on the bed, Winston gripped his girth in his hand and tapped his bulky head in between the slit of her moist lips.

He watched in admiration at the sight of this beautiful woman’s body ink. Her lower back was blessed with a vibrant tattoo of Ma’at, the Egyptian goddess of truth, a tattoo he was just seeing for the first time. Her right shoulder blade kissed with a Basquiat crown. The side of her left boob was kissed with “lust” in Arabic. My God,she is a sight to behold, he thought to himself.

Without warning, he entered his full length into her warm opening. She shrieked in pleasure and pain, mostly pain. Still not use to his powerful strokes after her many orgasms, Yaa cried, “Slow down!” as Winston immediately thrusted into her at a fast pace. “Nah, I don’t want to hear that shit.” He commanded, as he snapped his pelvis creating the loud slap to erupt throughout the room.

Yaa shrieked as loud as she possibly could. If the neighbors weren’t already listening, now would be the perfect opportunity. “Apologize.” Winston commanded. The authority in his already baritone voice made Yaa’s pussy clench in arousal. She was now at the mercy of her man’s sexual control and she was unable to speak,partly from the shock of seeing this new man wrecking her shit from the back and also because she’d screamed most of her voice away.

Hearing her loud screams quickly turn into faint ones as Winston pounded into her juicy opening. “I’m not gonna repeat myself, apologize.” Winston demanded, as he slapped his hand on her ass leaving a outline of his palm. “I’m...so...soRRRRYYYYY....Da...DADDDYYYY!” Yaa attempted to say as he was hitting her spot with every stroke. “I don’t believe it, Pumpkin. What are so sorry for?” He asked while accenting every word with a stroke more aggressive than the last. Yaa’s eyes began to sting with tears as she struggled to keep herself together.

Not slowing down to give her time to comprehend her words, Winston continued to give her deep strokes hitting her g-spot everytime. “—nah, say it again.” Winston groaned, as he felt her wetness enclose around his dick. “I said that I’m sorry daddy!” Yaa exclaimed. Meanwhile, she felt her walls began to contract against her heavy length as Winston plowed into her core. Feeling her resume Yaa’s tears started clouding her eyes and blurring her vision.

“Tell Daddy what you’re sorry for.” Winston demanded as he picked her up. “What are you do—” Yaa’s question was interrupted with a sharp smack to her left cheek. “Nah,Pumpkin, shut your mouth. You don’t get to speak.” Yaa’s back made hard contact with the wall as Yaa tried to readjust herself on the wall.

Only having a few seconds to enjoy her precious walls, Yaa was suddenly filled back up with Winston’s girth. He was literally slamming his entire body weight into Yaa’s as he thrusted into her gushing hole. Pulling back out Winston caught a glimpse of his coated dick before he plunged back into Yaa’s opening.

Yaa was no more good. Her leg was trembling and her eyes were rolling to the back of her head. It was damn near impossible for Yaa to form words, yet alone coherent sentences. “Da...daddy...I—I’m sss...sor...ry...for...FUCK!” “For what, Pumpkin? Talk to Daddy.” “Fo...for...teasing you...all...this time...and...FUUUCCCCKKKK!!!!”, she was riding out nut #3, “...act...acting out...RIGHT TH—SHIIIIIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT! JUST LIKE THAT,DADDY!!!!”

Her sweat draped over her body like a coat as she desperately clawed at Winston’s back. “Daddy, I’m about to cum.” Yaa whispered in his ear. Her request goes unanswered. In a elevated state of pleasure, Winston subconsciously blocked out his other senses and focused on her nipple.

The stimulant became too much for Yaa as she felt her lower half pulsate and secrete. “Fuck, Winston!” She yelled, before tossing her head back abruptly hitting the wall.

Following closely behind Yaa the large man began to shoot his load deep within her cervix. “C’mon, Daddy. Just like that .”,she cooed in his ear as she gazed into his deep coffee orbs.

Feeling Winston fill her up until the brim, Yaa felt the dripping of their shared cum oozing out and around his thick length.

The room was filled with grunts and moans as they finally come down from their shared euphoria. They’d unlocked a new realm of bliss, something they'd never experienced with anyone else. Despite the aggressive nature of their sexual episode, this was lovemaking at its finest. They knew each other’s needs and satisfied them. Their souls became intertwined and their sexual energies were in tandem.

After getting herself together, Yaa got back in bed. As she stared at the ceiling, she sensed something was off. Off wasn’t necessarily bad; just different. They’d gone unprotected a handful of times, but she’d felt this indescribable sensation in her core.

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The darkness of the sky quickly transforming into light quickly woke Winston up as the chirping of the birds outside gave away the time of day. Seeing Yaa’s blonde dreads stuffed in his arms he watched the yellow sun rays cascade down on his love. Shifting her in his arms ,Winston seen her eyes flutter as they opened. Looking down at Yaa’s sleepy gaze he immediately knew something about her was different. Glancing at her face he knew there wasn’t a physical change, but perhaps a spiritual change that brewed overnight after their passionate lovemaking.

The cake to my ice cream:

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