⋆˚࿔ᝰ.ᐟ don’t do it | cameron cade
pairings: cameron cade x oc (indiyah) , ex!cameron cade x oc (kamil) , platonic bestie!ocs
summary: cam and indiyah are trifling…that’s it, that’s all
warnings: 18+ mdni, nsfw content, sensitive content, explicit language, cheating, unprotected p in v , cute pet names
a/n: a little some some bc i missed cam real bad ! this song ( plus this one ) and a few edits on tiktok inspired me.
Indiyah sits on her couch, arms wrapped around her best friend as she bawls her eyes out.
“I don’t get it Indy, I’ve been nothing but good and supportive to him and he keeps treating me like shit. But this? THIS?! I’m done. He can’t come back from cheating”
Indiyah listens attentively to her bestie as she rubs soothing circles on her back. Her heart was breaking for her bestie. She’s been distraught ever since she found out her boyfriend of two years, Cameron Cade was cheating on her.
“I’m going to break every limb on that motherfucker so that he won’t play another season of football ever again. Say the word and I’ll do it Kamil I swear”
Indiyah says through gritted teeth. Kamil sniffs sitting up and removing herself from her bestie's hold.
“I don’t even want to think about him honestly. Fuck him”
“Yeah, that’s right sister, fuck his tall ass”
As if he knows that they are talking about him. Kamil’s phone rings. Cam’s name flashing across the screen.
“Ughhhh I canttttt” she wails as she throws herself onto the couch
Kamil shakes her head as she curls into herself. Indiyah lets out a deep sigh.
The phone rings nonstop for a good two minutes before Indiyah reaches over and turns the phone off.
“We need shots or wine…or both” Indiyah gets up to head to her kitchen when her phone vibrates on the table.
She glances from the table to her bestie. Kamil’s wide eyes already sat on her.
“You think that’s Cam?” I ask her
“Do you want me to answer? Actually I’m going to answer anyway. I have a few choice words for him”
Indiyah leans over picking up her phone but Kamil stands from the couch and grabs her arm.
Indiyah eyes her best friend for a moment before ultimately deciding to just leave the phone alone.
She goes to place her phone down but it rings again. Kamil looks at the phone ringing in Indiyah’s hand.
“Maybe…maybe we just see what he has to say”
Indiyah lifts a questioning brow
She nods her head. Indiyah’s thumb hovers over accept for a few seconds before answering and putting the phone to her ear.
“Hello, cheaters hotline, how may I help you?”
“Real funny Indy” Cam scoffs on the other end of the line
Put it on speaker Kamil mouths to the girl. Indiyah pulls the phone back and places it on speaker. She sits next to her bestie as they both lean closer to the phone.
“I hope you had fun playing football because the next time I see you you won’t even be able to lift a ball let alone throw one”
“I didn’t call to hear your bullshit forreal” Cam lets out an annoyed huff
“Mind you this is my phone. I don’t care”
“Nope” she replied instantly
“You straight lying…Kamil baby if you can hear me I’m sorry I promise I’m going to find a way to make this right”
“And how will you do that Cameron?” Indiyah asks
“Indiyah, this doesn't have shit to do with you!” he raises his voice
“But it does tho. I told you Cam don’t break her fucking heart and what did you do?!”
When Kamil and Cam started dating three years ago during the start of Freshman year in college she was adamant about Cam treating her best friend right. Indiyah and Kamil had met the year prior to starting college and had been inseparable since. Kamil’s losses were Indiyah’s losses and vice versa so this was hurting her just as much.
“You ain’t nothing but a bitch made ass nigga!”
Kamil snickers beside her
Indiyah ignores him “The best thing you can do right now is leave her alone and let her heal in peace”
She doesn’t let him get a word in before she continues her verbal abuse
“Oh and another thing” she pauses for the dramatic effect “When you see that black car coming? Duck” With that Indiyah hangs up the phone and turns it off, throwing it on the couch beside Kamil’s.
“Ok that boosted my mood by like ten percent” Kamil half smiles
“Good. Let’s keep making the percentage go up by popping open a bottle of wine”
The next day Indiyah planned on going to her best friend's apartment after her morning class to check on her and keep her company. But Kamil stated that she was grateful for yesterday but she just wanted to be alone. Indiyah reluctantly agreed not to go over and let her have the morning and afternoon to herself but she was going to check up on her later that night.
The sound of someone beating on her door pulls her from her thoughts. Indiyah slides out of her bed and down the hall to the front door. She stands on her toes looking through the peephole and spots Cam on the other end. She lets out a groan before unlocking and opening the door.
Cam bombards his way into your apartment like he owns the place.
“Excuse you?! Have you lost your mind??!”
“Her car wasn’t in her parking spot at her apartments I know she’s here”
Indiyah closes the apartment door turning around perplexed by Cam’s sudden intrusion.
He shouts walking through the apartment searching the back room before returning to the living room.
“Yeah aight. Just like how you lied and said she wasn’t here last night?”
“The only liar in this room is you” Indiyah crosses her arms hip popped out glancing at Cam
Cam stops his movements as he stalks towards her.
“You know…I’m ‘bout tired of you calling me names”
Cam’s standing in front of her now. His eyes wandered over her figure in the grey leggings and white off the shoulder crop top. Their bodies are inches apart. He closes the small gap pressing his chest against hers. Lifting a hand he wraps it around her throat, staring down into her eyes.
“I’m a bitch ass nigga right?”
His voice low and controlled as he repeats the words she said to him last night. Indiyah shrugs her shoulders.
“You know you ain’t shit”
“If I ain’t shit what does that make you?” he lifts a brow at the girl
She scoffs and swats his hand away. He backs up from her and goes to sit on her couch. Legs spread out.
“I can’t believe you were so careless Cam” she stands directly in front of him.
He swipes the hood from his head looking up to her as his sharp piercing stare makes it hard to keep her thoughts together.
“She don’t know it was you”
Cam and Indiyah started this little entanglement about a year ago. Kamil always came to Indiyah with the relationship problems that she had with Cam. And like the good best friend she was, she listened and gave her input when needed. The problem started when Cam also started to confide in her as well. Just a listening ear. But the relationship advice and casual conversations blurred into a whole new dangerous territory.
Indiyah smacks her lips “She could have tho! Why the fuck would you print that picture out and have it in your room?!”
“I bust a nut to it” he says all calm and nonchalant
She rolls her eyes as Cam reaches out, pulling her to him by the back of her thighs. His calloused hands slid up rubbing her round and curvy ass.
“My bad Indy. I didn’t mean for all of this to blow up. But I promise you she won’t find out it’s you” his tone apologetic
“Whatever…” her voice trails off
Cam’s gaze lands on her plush lips. Her cute little natural pout made her look even more irresistible.
She leans down, placing a quick kiss to his lips. He scrunches his face before smacking her ass hard.
Indiyah giggles bending down to kiss him again. She pecks his lips a few times, keeping the last peck on his lips a few seconds longer. Before she can pull away, he stands from the couch without breaking the kiss, his tall form towering over her. He hooks his arms behind her knees and lifts her. Her legs instinctively wrap around his waist and her arms around his neck carrying her down the hall to her bedroom.
“Fuck fuck fuckkkk Cam” Indiyah moans
Cam looks down to where their bodies are connected. Watching in amazement as his dick plunges in and out of her pussy. Her juices coating him.
“Fuck, this shit slippery baby”
“Don’t call me that” a whiny moan escapes from her lips
She ignored his question. He lifts her right leg and places it on his shoulder. Leaning over her body. The position has her leg pressing against the headboard. He runs his thumb along her bottom lip separating and slipping it inside of her mouth. She swirls her tongue around the tip of his thumb before sucking on it.
Cam slows down his movements to a slow and delicious pace. His hips rocking against her in long slow deep thrusts. Indiyah’s body writhes in pleasure.
“Say it. Tell me you my baby”
His gravelly voice mumbles into her ear. Removing his thumb and placing a trail of soft gentle kisses from her ear to her jaw before hovering over her lips.
“Damn right you are. This my shit”
Cam reaches between their bodies finding her clit and rubbing it in circular motions. Indiyah’s back arches off the bed, her chest pressed against his as her mouth falls open in silent pleasure.
“Let me hear you pretty girl”
Cam mumbles in the crook of her neck. Kissing, licking and biting the sensitive skin of the area. The squelching sounds of their fluids mixing can be heard through the room as Cam picks up his pace.
“Oh shittt yes yes yesss” she screams as her orgasm hits her. Cam continues to pound into her chasing his own release. His hot and panty breath fanning over her skin.
“Fuck!” Cam grips her thigh hard as he releases inside of her.
Indiyah taps her fingers on the steering impatiently. She pushes her head back against the headrest.
“Kamil, I love you, I really do. But I will go crazy if we continue to just sit here and not do anything”
They were currently sitting in the parking lot of Cam’s apartment complex. The spot they chose gives them the perfect view of his front door.
“You don’t have to apologize. I just need to know what we are doing here because you know I’m down to tag team his ass”
“Just give me a few minutes to think…he should be coming home from practice soon” she mumbles her gaze never leaving his front door.
“What if she’s up there waiting for him to get home? Like I use to…laid up in in his bed with his shirt on just…waiting to welcome him home”
Indiyah pouts. Reaching over and placing her hand on her shoulder.
“Hey, don't think about what used to be. I know it hurts but you deserve so much better than him”
“I know, it’s just so hard”
Indiyah’s face softens. Kamil looks over to her best friend with a sad smile.
“I’m glad I have you here with me tho. Love you”
Indiyah smiles “Love you too. I got you, always”
