𝗅𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌. 𝗈𝗇𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗄𝗈𝗉𝗈𝗇.
𝗌𝗒𝗇𝖺𝗉𝗌𝗂𝗌：𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝗂𝗍 𝗎𝗉 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝗏𝗈𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗉𝗅𝗎𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝗅𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝗌𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖾．
You had hit up your favorite plug, Ony. You were in need of some more weed and you just wanted to see him.
There had always been tension between the two of you. He would always flirt and you would entertain him. Y’all chilled together often, a few of those times leading to you and him in the back of his car locking lips. You weren’t really sure what your relationship with him was, but you knew he would come through any time you called. You were special like that.
Sitting in your mirror, you were touching up your hair when you got his text that he was outside. You slid on some slides and made your way to your front door to let him in. He was standing there and he looked good like he always did, crisp white tee that hugged his arms just right, low sitting gray sweats that allowed you to see his calvin klein waistband. He towered over you and you loved it.
He spread his arms waiting for you to appear in them. You gave him a hug, his arms wrapping around your waist as he put his face in your neck. “ ‘missed you mama. you look good, smell real nice.” Your voice was soft, “ i missed you too.” After embracing for a while, the two of you separated and he came inside. Ony loved coming to visit you, the pretty girl who he loved to smoke with. He wished that yall could figure out what y’all were doing, he liked you and it was clear you liked him. You were the only person who could get anything you wanted from him even if you didn’t know it. Even though it wasn’t in his plans, he was gon figure it out tonight.
He walked in behind you, eyes racking up and down your body. He bit his lip as he wished you would officially be his girl. You walked into the kitchen, Ony following close behind you. “You want something to eat or drink ‘fore we smoke?” you turned to face him, looking up at his face. His hands ghosted over your waist before finally settling there. “nah i got somethin’ to eat right here in front of me.” You quickly looked away from him, avoiding his eyes. Eye contact with Ony was always dangerous, it always led to him somehow ending up deep inside you and in your bed. You lightly smacked his chest “boy move around.” He let out a deep laugh that made your stomach flip.
“im being for’real but you keep playing wit’ me.” His thumbs rubbed slow circles into your hips as he looked at you. Your hands landed on his forearms, looking up at him “Ony go roll the damn blunt and stop tryna get in my pants.”
30 minutes later, the two of you are passing a beautifully rolled blunt back and forth. a mix of bryson tiller, party, and more are playing lowly in the background. y’all had been talking the whole time like usual. you had your legs in his lap, his hand rubbing slowly up your leg. it was a comfortable silence in the air as he enjoyed your company.
“So what you been up to mama?” Ony asked you as he leaned back on your couch. “not much, you know me, school and home.” you replied looking over at him. “what about you?” you reached over grabbing his hand, playing with his fingers. “same old, same old. living life. you need to stop being cooped up in the house.” he looked over at you, giving you a quick up and down. “boy boo, what is there for me to do? im not tryna be out all the time.” you said with a little laugh.
“you know you can always come wit’ me.” he said, giving you a smirk. you side eyed him, not trying to smile, “and why would i do that?”
he glanced over, admiring you. “what’re you looking at me for?” you asked with a giggle. he raised an eyebrow with a small smile on his face. “what? i cant look at you now?”
the two of you were just sitting there looking at each other for what felt like forever but was most likely a few seconds. “c’mere mama.” and before you could even react, he was pulling you closer to him. you were now basically sitting in his lap. “what was that for?” you questioned.
He gave you a shrug, “wanted you closer to me, s’all.” he looked down at you. You turned your head trying to not let him see you smile but that was stopped when you felt his hand under your chin. he turned your head back towards him. you felt the energy in the room shift as he looked at you. your hands slowly snaked up his chest to rest behind his neck before you pulled him down into a slow, deep kiss.
The kiss was slow yet tense, yall hadn’t seen each other in weeks, you had subconsciously missed him. His hands came up your thighs, gripping your hips trying to control himself. Your hands wrapped around his neck, fingers caressing the back of his head.
He grabbed your ankle, pulling you on top of him. The two of you pulled away from the kiss breathing heavy. Your hands had landed on his chest and his had found their place back on your hips. “ony… im not tryna keep doing this. i don’t even know whether you fucking wit’ other bitches.” you crossed your arms, looking him dead in his eyes. “mama you know me, you the only girl im fucking wit. i don’t even move like that. i been tryna get you to be my girl, you ain’t notice?” your facade slowly cracked under the surface. The sincerity in his deep voice, the look in his eyes, just him as a person. “i noticed. i always thought you were just a sweet talker so i tried not to fall for it.” “a sweet talker? ion even talk to people like that, you the main person i talk to other than the guys. i just want you to take me serious.” his hands ran up and down your thighs, his eyes never leaving your face.
There was a small silence between the two of you, the words said hanging in the air.
“let me show you how serious i am mama.”
less than 10 mins later you were sprawled out in your bed, clothes discarded throughout your room, ony’s shirt tossed somewhere. he was in between your legs, making you see stars. his tongue making slow circles around your clit as two of his fingers curled inside of you. “o-ony.. fuck.” you whined out. he looked up at you, eyes low as his mouth stayed attached to you. he let out a deep hum, vibrating through your body. “come on mama stop movin’. “
he continued his assault on your clit, his actions speeding up as he felt you squeeze him. your body froze as your back arched off the bed. “oh my- fuckkk” your hands flew to try and push Ony off of you. he reached up and intertwined your hands with his. after a few more seconds he came up, the bottom of his face covered with your fluids. you were breathing heavily, legs sprawled out.
“you good? we just getting started.”
one of your legs were folded to your chest, the other as he lined himself up. he slowly slid in feeding you inch after inch. your hands were on his biceps, nails digging in. “shittt there you go let me in baby.” when he finally bottomed out inside you, you swore you could see a bulge at the bottom of your stomach. he slowly pull back a little before sliding right back into you. you let out a whine and that only encouraged him to start moving. he was feeding you nice, even strokes. you were whining out his name, hands gripping any part of him that you could. “onyyyy baby faster please.” you begged him. “i gotchu pretty.”
your other leg was folded to your chest right before he started drilling you at an insane pace. it was like he knocked the wind out of your lungs. all that could be heard throughout the room was the sound of skin slapping together, ony’s deep voice, and your moans and whines. he was fucking you so good you couldn’t even get a word out. “you still think i’m playin wit you?” all you could do was let out a broken moan in response. “n-no!” ony’s eyes took in the whole image of you. big, watery eyes looking up at him like he was the only thing in the world, lips swollen from kissing, the hickeys on your neck he had purposely placed to claim you and then his eyes flicked down. looking at where the two of you were connected, your pussy swallowing up his dick, the wet sounds it made as he went in and out of you. he couldn’t get enough, there was no way he was finna come up off of you now. you were his girl no matter what.
just when you thought his pace couldn’t get any faster, it did. his hands moved from holding up your legs to your hips and he started jack rabbiting you. “oh-oh- my godddd ony don’t stop please”
your moans were like music to his ears and he had no intention to stop listening. he quickly flipped you over onto your stomach before slipping back in. he pressed his hand into your back, forcing you to hold your arch. “hold it just like that for me mhm, so fuckin’ pretty.” he couldn’t resist you, no matter how hard he tried. he was fucking the shit outta you, you were dick dumb at this point. “you my girl? you not going nowhere right?” he asked you, slightly slowing down the pace. “y-yes ony! im your girl!” your hand reached back, trying to slow him down but that did nothin as he grabbed it. intertwining your fingers with his once more as he held it to your back.
“you not going nowhere mama, you mine.”
you couldn’t hold on much longer, your body was about to snap. “shitt im finna cum, ony fuck!” he kept fucking you at that pace, hitting that specific spot till the both of you came at the same time. “yeaa let me have it mama, let it out.”
you slumped forward as ony fell beside you. he pulled you into his arms, holding you against his chest, pressing kisses to your forehead. “you know i meant everything i said right?” he asked you, wanting confirmation that it wasn’t just in the moment for you. “ony are you being serious wit me? you really want me to be your girl?” you replied back, looking up at him sleepily. “mama how much more serious i gotta be? i want you to be my girl for real.”
“then yes.” you said laying your head back into his chest. “imma take you on a real nice date tomorrow i promise. now sleep pretty.” he placed one final kiss on your lips before drifting off to sleep with a smile on his face.
