𝖗𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖇 • 𝖊. 𝖏𝖆𝖊𝖌𝖊𝖗: chapter four
synopsis: after a successful performance at Rolling Loud, (y/n) is approached by a member of the talent agency with a proposition that she can’t refuse. Because of this, she finds herself sacrificing her prior plans with EJ. Where she fears that she’s pushed the rapper away. But passing time and building tensions cause the pair to reveal their true feelings that they never got to reveal in person.
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cw: language, mentions of alcohol and weed, sexual themes, phone sex, masturbation, dirty talk
📝: I know you guys have been waiting patiently on this one and I promise I’m not tired of it or anything, full fic chapters just take a bit more time and I didn’t want to rush or half ass it. So I hope y’all enjoy.
“And what would you say if I told you I wanted you just as bad..would you hold it against me?” “When I want to fuck the shit out of you? Not at all..”
“What exactly do you have in mind?..”
the first words to fly from (y/n)’s mouth amid this mystery man’s proposition. True enough, he may have been a representative on behalf of your talent agency but you didn’t know him from a hole in the ground. And why come here of all places? Wouldn’t this be better suited for an office. Still, you’d hear him out for the hell of it. “We want you to star in one of our artist’s new music videos. He begins rolling out his album this week and he’ll be dropping the lead single. We figured what better way to get people talking than to have a rising star like you alongside him.”
what should have been a compliment seemed a bit backhanded in your eyes. Naturally, it made sense to have someone popular as yourself next to him to garner attention but you couldn’t help but think that he was picturing you as more of a controversy piece than anything. Homie hopping through different rappers was not a good look. leaning against the doorway, you’d furrow your brow a bit, folding your arms as well. He could sense that you were a little hesitant of the idea but he was sure he’d sell you on the idea eventually.“I’ll be honest, that performance tonight was incredible. What you did out there was beyond words. It’s only been an hour and the internet is going crazy. You’re a big deal, miss (l/n)..I wouldn’t take it lightly. In fact, he specifically requested you.”
for a moment, you’d sit with his words and just ponder on what he meant. Naturally, you were a bit skeptical that this mysterious man just approached you out of nowhere and asked to be in a music video. The problem wasn’t exactly the offer itself as you were deeply flattered but rather the fact that it was only being extended to you..“No offense, Mr. Smith, but I wasn’t the only one on that stage tonight. My girls were equally as amazing so where is their video shoot?” Truthfully, he couldn’t argue with you there and he understood why it came off a bit shady but there was another part he hadn’t told you. Merely chuckling, Erwin leaned over against a nearby stand. “I agree, everyone has done so wonderful. But simply put..you’re our client and the group as a collective, is not. Truth is, we want to get the ball rolling on this as soon as tomorrow morning. The second he’s done here, he’ll be boarding a flight and headed to L.A and we hope you’ll join him. The way I see it, the more the merrier so if the other lovely ladies would like to tag along and star in the shoot, we’d be happy to have them. Whether you decide to invite everyone or do it on your own..you only have an hour to make your decision. We know it’s sudden notice so we’ll pay you quite amicably..twice as much as the club gig plus full expenses covered. We want to ensure you’re taken care of. So, does that sound like a deal?” after hearing those terms, your mind was all but made up! You had made a pretty good grip off of that club appearance plus the brand deals that followed after so to double that..you were game. Looking up at him, (y/n) flashed the big time executive a smile and assured him that not only would you be there but you’d have the rest of the crew with you. with that, the two of you parted ways for the time being. Leaving you to make a couple calls and get things in order. you couldn’t believe you had been presented with something like this and that this artist had requested you personally! It felt like such a huge honor. Although, it did beg the question….
who the hell was the rapper you’d be working with?! He never told you that part. Surely, it couldn’t have been EJ because he definitely would’ve said something or asked you himself. Which still left a handful of artists signed to them that could be performing tonight. Speaking of, the one person’s set you wanted to see was up next so you’d shoot a text to your group chat, telling all of them to call you immediately and that it was important.
hopefully, they'll answer on time and you could make a break back to the hotel to get packed and board that flight in less than an hour. You had never been on such a tight schedule but it was a sign of things to come you supposed.
maybe you were finally about to ascend into that next level. That your star would be rising a lot sooner than you thought. Now was no time for contemplation anyways. You had to go get this money!
a few moments later, your phone would begin ringing and it was Niesha calling. A complete shocker that she was the one to pick up. But it’s when you swiped over and the video connected, that you’d be greeted by all of their drunken, smiling faces. “(Y/NNNN), hey bookie. What’s wrong?” Niesha, slightly slurring her words as loud music and lights thumped behind her in the background. It seemed like they were having a good time and you hated to disturb that but this was important.
“Hey, listen. I know it’s soon but can y’all make it to the hotel in an hour? I just got us a good ass gig. They said they’ll fly us out—“
however, before you could finish your little rundown, you were interrupted by the sounds of faint groaning. “C’monnn, (y/n). We just got done working. Take a break for a little bit. You’re gonna run yourself in the ground, baby.”
now normally, your best friend never led you astray or gave you some dumb advice but with this much riding on it, you were not trying to hear that bullshit! “Y’all, I’m serious. The man from my talent agency just offered me a spot in a music video and said that if we can all be there, we can all be in it.”
even though you were speaking, there was no way she or anyone else was hearing you. Nor did they care to, honestly..that’s when the more level headed member Brianne jumped in and sounded off. It just wasn’t with the result you expected.
“(Y/N), listen..can’t believe I’m saying this but Niesha’s right. We need a break. You’ve been working real hard and so have we. It’s Rolling Loud weekend. It’s some good parties, go enjoy them and enjoy yourself. It can wait.”
“No, Bri. This can’t wait! Y’all, please. I’m trying to get us paid. You know imma break bread with y’all first.”
that’s when you’d see those pink curls step back into frame and that you were about to get unfiltered advice from the one who always gave it to you straight..
“(Y/N), baby. I’m sorry. I’m sure it’s cool and a legit offer and all but we have three performances in the next month that you have us booked for. You gotta give yourself some time to rest and have fun. Bitch, life is too short to be working all the time. What good is some money if you ain’t here to spend it?” She had a good point and you hated it..but still…you had to take the chance!
“Nieshaaaa, don’t do this.”
“I’m not doing nothing. You know I’m right..”
just then, you’d see another person enter the frame and they were calling for Niesha..pulling her into a bunch of kisses and gently grabbing her waist when they did. “I’ve been looking for you.” And she looked thrilled to see them too. It was the blonde dude from earlier and it was safe to assume she had been doing more than ‘talking’ to him.
“Girl, as you can see I’m kinda busy. Imma call you later, bitch. Byeee.”
before you could stop her, she’d disconnect the line and you were left looking dumbfounded…that was utterly pointless. There was no way you’d get them all corralled and of coherent mind in an hour. As they were right now, they’d do nothing but give Pole Assassins and yourself a bad rap.
letting out a deep sigh, you’d regroup and cut to plan b; taking this gig solo! You wanted to share this with them but you couldn’t beg four grown women to act right. Besides, they had been going hard and you admittedly had been pushing them so maybe they had earned a break, even if you didn’t want one.
just then, your never ending train of thought was derailed by the sounds of loud screaming and chants. Along with that same voice that had you swooning not too long ago.
“Rolling Loud, make some fucking noise!”
EJ’s set had already begun and you didn’t want to miss a single second. It was very rare that he’d even make an appearance and judging by the volume of those shrieks, everyone shared the same sentiment. Rushing over to a nearby tv screen streaming the performance, you’d see him moving across, hype as ever and completely in his element.
one of his newest singles that had been making its rounds was his first track and of course, you knew every word. He left you in awe every single time. That’s when another realization crossed your mind and crushed you all the same…
the two of you had plans! Plans to hang out and hopefully get to know one another better..something you had been looking forward to but obviously, work came first. You couldn’t just abandon such a big opportunity for a man, not even someone as famous as him.
not only would it just be utterly stupid but you’d be a grade A hypocrite as well. Soon, your smile began to fade and the excitement you felt listening to his voice faded to white noise. Right now, sticking around wasn’t an option. You’d only further hurt your own feelings, thinking about someone who was nothing more than an acquaintance to you and time was getting shorter. This was far more important.
taking one final glance back at the screen, you’d then shoot off to grab your things. You could make it back to the hotel in about ten minutes, get your things packed and meet them in the lobby before time was even up. You wanted to show the agency you were serious about building your brand. Anything else would have to wait..
“I’m sorry, EJ. I’m sure you, of all people, understand what it’s like. I’m sure we’ll kick it again soon but right now, I gotta go.”
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12:35am, departing from Miami International Airport
Just as Mr. Smith had promised, you found yourself boarding the steps of the private Boeing 747 jet a little after midnight. For a while, you’d be saying goodbye to Miami and headed to the second infamous Sunshine State.
what awaited you was a mystery, as it’d be your first time doing a music video. Not only that but starring in one as well. All of these huge opportunities are coming your way and yet, you couldn’t help but feel a bit of anxiety and guilt. You knew that it was of no fault of your own that your girls chose to stay behind but you weren’t the type to switch up on the people you started with just because of a little bit of money. But now wasn’t the time to sit and contemplate your decisions. You had to go into work mode and get your mind right. Once you made it to the top step and onto the mahogany carpets of the plane, you were greeted by two faces you had only seen in pictures and friendly gestures. “So you did make it..man, I’m so glad.”
it was none other than rapper Prince Cee, aka Connie Springer. He, along with the man sitting across from him, Onya The God, were both a part of the same collective as EJ and were super talented. You were a fan of their whole group and couldn’t believe that it was him requesting that you be in his video. Although you hadn’t been formally introduced, neither of them had a problem standing up to greet you with a giant hug. Dressed in all of their designer clothes, chains swinging from around their necks and smelling like Baccarat cologne, you couldn’t help but shudder a bit..was this man and his whole crew this fine?!
“Well don’t be a stranger, lil mama. Go ahead and get comfortable, we got a long flight and I know you probably tired.” and he’d be correct. After being in seven inch stilettos for nearly an hour, twirling nearly twenty feet in the air, exhausted would be an understatement. How your girls had the energy to go party after performing, was insane. But you’d accept Onya’s offer and take the third seat across from them. You had only been on a few planes in your lifetime but this was nothing like you had ever seen. Red leather seats that resembled sofas, foot rests, silver buckets housing unopened bottles of champagne and a spread of delicacies that they were more than happy to share. just then, you’d hear the pilot signaling for takeoff and you’d feel the plane began to lift up.
“Yeah. I appreciate you guys inviting me for this..I honestly can’t believe it.”
“Ain’t no problem, baby. You was our first pick when they asked us. We know it was a little bit late to but we happy you decided to come.”
Connie, who was in the midst of opening some champagne, poured you all a glass once the fluid fizzled out. After such a successful performance and the beginning of his album rollout, he was going to enjoy this tiny break and celebrate to his heart's content. Just for the occasion, he had been given a new chain that was currently laced around his neck.
meanwhile, you sat cross legged away from the two gentlemen, taking a bite of some snacks before engaging in the conversation. “What about your homegirls though? They didn’t want to come?”
to which you’d simply shake your head as you sipped your drink. “They had something else they were working on so they couldn’t make it.” Not wanting to let these strangers in on their laxed attitude and refusal to show. You didn’t hold it against them. If they wanted to rest and play, that was fine by you. But nothing was going to stop your grind.
“That’s too bad. Would’ve loved to had the whole crew but we gone have fun, promise. If it’s anything we can do to make you feel comfortable or make it easier, just let us know. We wanna take care of you.”
if it were one thing you were incredibly grateful for, it was these guys’ kind hospitality. You were admittedly a little scared to take this leap alone but you didn’t have to be so closed off. They were like coworkers; employed under the exact same talent agency as yourself but to them?
“Yeah, we like family now!” Connie, who had raised his glass to propose a toast on behalf of yourself, their performance and the pending success of the album. Prompting both you and Onya to follow suit. You were so excited for what was to come. There was a nine hour trek to California so it was best to become friendly.
the three of you eventually began talking, drinking, listening to music and just having a good time. They were both so respectful and nice. Complete opposite of what the media portrayed of their personas. They asked about your pole dancing, told you how crazy you guys’ dance went and that they’d love to have you on stage with them some time. it made you feel so much better about things and that you felt as if you made the right decision. However, it wasn’t until he brought up a mutual acquaintance that the guilt kicked right back in.
it was when you asked about what type of concept he was going for in the shoot and what to expect that it came about..
“Well we just wanted this shit to look like one big party..cameos from all our friends…have some pretty women slide through. Just have fun. We even tried to get EJ in it but his ass don’t even know how to just relax and play.”
EJ! The same EJ you had just stood up without so much as a word! How the hell could you have forgotten that he had just invited you out.
taking a hard swallow, (y/n) tossed the remainder of your champagne down your throat and kept your eyes focused on the two of them, so as not to appear nervous. You were incredibly frustrated with yourself right now. “EJ was going to be in the video?”
“That’s what we had planned. We asked him to get on this flight with us and come out but he said he had something more important to do. That he had plans tonight and tomorrow.”
right then, your heart damn near sank..you were almost certain said plans were hanging out with you and selfishly, you just abandoned them to chase a dollar. Could’ve at least had the courtesy to apologize but with you all thirty thousand feet in the air, you doubted any correspondence would make it through to him at this altitude.
the best you could do was perform some damage control when you landed and try to apologize. But with someone like him, excuses probably didn’t mean much. He struck you as the type of person who was very strict in his boundaries and you had once, maybe twice as best to do him dirt before dismissing you altogether.
“I’m telling you, that man don’t know nothing but work. Only way he’ll pop out at a club is if they pay him. He won’t do parties, it’s always serious with his ass.” Connie expressed as he rubbed the back of his neck, seemingly uncomfortable with his friend’s behavior.
“Is it that bad?” Pretending to be oblivious to his behavior, even though you witnessed and heard it from his mouth firsthand. Chuckling as you took a bite of a strawberry.
“He wouldn’t even let me record on the first day because I showed up five minutes late and he hated the song! Kicked me out and told me don’t come back until I had something better.”
now you couldn’t help but laugh a bit because he himself had told you that he didn’t play when it came to recording and producing for people. He hated having his time wasted and he said from his own admission: “I won’t put my name on some bullshit. I refuse. Waste my time with some dumbass song and I’ll put you out.”
it would take only one conversation to realize how much of a no nonsense person he was. So it came as no surprise that he didn’t want to participate in this. As to why he didn’t want to go to his little friend’s get together and why he preferred to chill with one person. Which made you feel all the more worse because he looked so excited to hang out.
“Don’t worry, he’s not as bad as you think. He’s actually pretty cool when you get to know him. He just stays to himself and don’t really be with all the drama. Would be nice to see his ass relax though. Be making me fucking nervous..gone fuck around and have a heart attack before he turns thirty.”
Onya, shaking his head as he drank the remainder of his glass. It seemed that these dudes cared deeply for Eren, as your friends did for you. When they told you to take it easy, they meant it from a place of love. Not of laziness..maybe when you got back to Miami, you’d take some time off and possibly get a rain check for your ‘date’. That’s if he’d even talk to you again!
for now, you’d enjoy the venture through the skies and the remainder of your long night.
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meanwhile, a blacked out sedan transporting the Grammy award winning rapper was slowly peeling from the parking lot of the arena when it was bum rushed by a bunch of rabid fangirls. “We love you, EJ!” “Marry me!” Could be heard from behind the glass as Eren attempted to ignore it. This was all but inevitable every time he made a public appearance. Hence why he preferred to stay home! He had just finished up his surprise headline performance and it was every bit of the amazing experience everyone knew it would be.
he had ‘crashed’ his friends’ performance, coming out during him and Prince Cee’s joint song..only to steal the show and finish out the night with a few of his own tracks.
somehow, it always ended like this. Him chasing women off with a stick and not being interested in the slightest. “You’re a lucky man, Mr. Jaeger. Not many people can say they have women chasing them down the street.” Currently, he was sitting spread legged in his seat, nonchalantly igniting his blunt as his assistant chimed off.
he wasn’t concerned about them at all. Half of them just hopeless groupies; probably married or had a man and was hoping he’d snatch them up instead. It wasn’t uncommon for artists to hook up with fans but he’d never do such a thing and cross that boundary. Besides, he didn’t want something everyone else could have.
“Mhm. If you say so.” He really wasn’t in the mood to entertain anyone right now. Except the one person he had invited out..yet, when he left, there was no sign of (y/n) anywhere. He assumed that you’d be waiting for him backstage or in his dressing room. Perhaps it was wishful thinking of a dynamic that didn’t really exist between you two like that.
maybe he had been a bit too forward with inviting you to kick it with him..seeing that he was visibly annoyed, his faithful assistant Floch tried to change the subject.
“So Mr. Springer has already left to shoot his video, he told me that he wished you would’ve joined them but he knew you’d probably decline..” as he was rambling, Eren just peered down at his phone, mindlessly scrolling at nothing..hoping he’d get a response from the one person he wanted to hear from. Not paying him any attention until he said something that piqued the artist’s interest.
“They left with some girl who’s supposed to be the lead. She was stunning too..I seen Mr. Smith from the talent agency talking to her. I think she was one of those pole dancer girls from earlier.” Just then, his head rose up slowly and he’d shoot him a glare.
“What did you say?” And by his tone, Floch became terrified because he wasn’t sure if he had something wrong.
“I—uh, just saw Mr. Smith talking to her. Apparently Mr. Springer asked her to be in his video so she left.”
“What’s her name? The redhead suddenly shifted in his seat; he had to think about it for a moment but just then it clicked as he recalled seeing a name inscribed on the back of her jacket.
just then, he felt a feeling that had never registered with him before..was this sadness? Jealousy?…less known over a woman?! He barely even knew this chick and here he was getting possessive and upset that she left to go be in a music video with one of his friends.
and he knew Floch wasn’t saying any of this to be condescending or funny because he had no idea about the little bond that had formed or the rumors that were circulating. He was a true professional to his core and made it his mission to stay out of his boss’ private affairs.
however, Eren was losing his mind a little. On one hand, if he became irate, it’d give away the fact that he had developed a bit of a crush on the influencer. On the other, he couldn’t believe that Connie would ask for you specifically, especially when he was somewhat aware of what went down.
“..I see.” nodding his head and glaring aimlessly from the window. Letting a smirk crack across his lips eventually..hell, all he could do now was charge it to the game and go on about his business. No time to be jealous or get in his feelings. Instead… “Hey Floch. Set me up a flight to Atlanta. First thing in the morning.” For now, he had to get you off his mind and he knew just the way how.
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“Beautiful! Love it, guys.” the voice of the video director echoed through a megaphone at studio set six. You all had just finished out the remainder of the music video you were shooting. Things were wrapping up and it was yet another task you could check off your goal list. Saying you were the star of a music video was going to be huge.
“Aye, (y/n). That was perfect. Thank you so much, beautiful.” “Yeah, you did your thing, ma. We appreciate you.”
the two gentlemen you had attended with came over and greeted you with giant hugs as a show of their gratitude. It had been a few days since you touched down in Los Angeles and it was nothing like you had pictured. Then again, you were here partaking in work rather than leisure. You were behind studio walls instead of walking Rodeo so naturally, it all looked different. But it wasn’t all too bad.
plus, with the hefty paycheck that Mr. Smith had deposited to you, you had no complaints!
“No, thank you both for inviting me. This has been so much fun and I can’t thank you enough for the opportunity.”
needless to say, the shoot was a success. It involved a pool party, riding a motorcycle and you even dancing on Prince Cee’s lap. And you couldn’t lie..it had been a hell of a long time since you’d had a man grip your waist like that so you enjoyed that part a little too much! It’d be a shock for sure when it was finally released to the world to see yourself being felt up by him.
but this was just business and nothing beyond it. People do that all the time. Once they finish all the editing, it’d be released later this week, along with two new songs from the duo and you were so excited for both of them. You had no doubt that his album would be a huge hit. You were truly rooting for them.
“It’s all good. Like we said, we family now and you did us a big favor. Let us take you to dinner tonight and show you around. I know you said you ain’t never been out here before so we gotta take you to one of the best spots out here.”
“I’d really like that, y’all. Thank you so much.”
with that, plans for the evening had been set in motion. It would be nice to actually get out and enjoy LA before you had to leave..and who knew the next time you’d be able to visit? It was around seven at night over here on the west coast and you couldn’t help but wonder how your girls were spending their night. You had heard from them earlier in the form of a FaceTime call..all of them congratulating you on the video and saying they couldn’t wait to see it. meanwhile, they had been partying nonstop. Sailing on yachts, going to clubs and Niesha was being pampered by her little producer boyfriend. You were truly happy for them and loved to see their smiles.
but you also couldn’t help but to think about how a certain someone was doing. The second you touched down, you sent Eren a text apologizing for standing him up. Explaining that it wasn’t intentional but you had a job come up and if he were still interested in hanging out once you got back to Florida, you’d love to.
however, it went unanswered and you felt terrible. He wasn’t like everyone else nowadays. You couldn’t go stalk his social media or see what he was up to because he was so tight lipped about his life. Which you couldn’t fault him for at all but it didn’t stop you from worrying. You guys were constantly texting and even talked on the phone. Per your last conversation, you seemed fairly close but maybe he was mad at you. Someone like him didn’t put too much stake in people so you were probably not even on his mind now.
which sucked to think about…because he was a lot of fun. He made you laugh and not to mention, his playful flirting invoked feelings in you that hadn’t ever been there with anyone else. You saw his comments he had left on your last video from Rolling Loud and it made you laugh a little. “👀 damn.” Because the two of you knew it was a troll but everyone else was scrambling to make him out to be a simp.
“Alright, everyone! Thanks so much for your hard work. We’ll see you all next time.”
with that, the entire crew gave themselves a round of applause and proceeded to clear out of the set room. You’d probably head back to your hotel, get changed and grab a late night dinner at one of these lofty, upscale restaurants with the two guys. However, nothing could have prepared you for what was really about to take place when you made it back to your room and retired for the evening. Things were about to get much more heated than you expected.
it was nearly ten o'clock when you finally made it back to the Chateau Marmont; one of the city’s finest resorts and where you had been resting these past few days. It was beautiful..rich with history and decor. It was an absolute haven and although you were enjoying all of the amenities it had to offer, you were most looking forward to being swaddled up in the comfortable bed. Having settled in for the evening, (y/n) began removing your makeup and getting ready for bed. Connie and Onya were nice enough to treat you to a five star dinner, letting you order whatever you wanted and being all around gentlemen.
but it was as you were putting your hair up that you’d see your phone ringing and it was a FaceTime call.. “..at this time of night?” Questioning as you went to accept the call with a furrowed brow and confused expression on your face. Still, you were more than happy to see it!
“Eren..what a nice surprise!”
“I could say the same. Didn’t think you’d pick up, honestly.”
on the other end was the one person you had been hoping to hear from. It’d be nearing a little after one am on the east coast so he must’ve really wanted to talk to you. As always, he was facing a blunt, taking the roll between his pretty lips and lying in bed, shirtless. He had that exhausted drawl and deep tone that you’d heard the first time around. “Well I was just getting ready for bed. Just got back from dinner so I’m ready to lay down.”
smirking at your response before blowing another cloud from that spliff. You hated how attractive he made everything look! Including the facial hair he was starting to grow out and his long locks cascading around his face. However, you couldn’t help but feel a bit of guilt..you just disappeared on the man without so much as a word the other night and here you were pretending nothing had happened!
“I don’t blame you. How’s LA?” The words felt condescending because of your own conscious eating away at you. You ended up confessing that you took the flight in your text and that you were sorry but maybe he hadn’t forgiven you for that. A pang in the pit of your stomach resonated and you were growing nervous. “It’s pretty nice. Can’t complain, honestly.” “I’m glad to hear that.” His words trailing off as he lazily eyed you up and down yet again. He always did have a habit of doing so when you were in his view. As sexy as you were, he couldn’t help it.
eventually, you couldn’t take the tension and addressed the elephant for yourself. “Yeah..listen, I’m sorry about the other day. I didn’t mean to dip on you like that. They just asked me so quick that I—“but your explanation was quickly halted by a hand into the camera. Truth was, he didn’t care. You didn’t owe him any sort of answer. He was not your man nor was he the one paying your bills so that bag came first. He understood that better than anyone..
“Why are you telling me? I’m not mad at you, mama. You did what you had to do.”
widening your gaze, you’d be taken aback by his reaction. Most guys would’ve been feeling a way or swearing that you were on some sneaky shit..even if you weren’t dating! Hence why you strayed from relationships. But this man was much different! “You’re not upset?…but I— “but you what? Done your job?”
when he put it that way, he made you realize how silly it sounded. Leaning up into the camera as you walked back to your bed, Eren glared directly at you. “I’ll be honest..had you picked hanging out with me over something like this, I probably would’ve never spoken to you again and I’m being serious. Besides, you did the little bald bastard a favor so don’t feel bad.”
still, his statement was so matter of fact that you couldn’t help but laugh a little! “Wait? Why not?” But the answer was simple. It was such a pet peeve, among many other ticks of his when women would rather cling on to him for a come up, rather than make her own way. And vice versa. That’s why he fucked with you so heavily. He saw your work ethic and it was so sexy. It was so attractive how you maneuvered and handled your business. Also, he knew your homegirls were back in Miami partying with his best friend so the fact that you made this trip alone was commendable.
in fact, he was glad you did so he could finally get the one on one time he had been craving..he would’ve never been able to do so with four other women running around. What you didn’t know, was that he too had made a little trip himself: to Atlanta to help out with another friend’s project. Who was ironically beefing with the man who you had just shot a video with! It was amusing to him because the disagreement wasn’t even serious and having to record these two idiots throwing slams at each other in a track over something so trivial was hilarious.
that and he was a bit salty with Connie for nabbing you away. Especially when he had some things he wanted to say to you..preferably in person but it’d have to do right here..
“Well you know me..I gotta get mines. But I promise the second I’m back in Dade, imma come see you. I might take a little break so I’m gonna need you to help me relax.”
hearing you say those words invoked something in him..feelings he had been all but trying to conceal. But there was no need. It was obvious that tensions were boiling over between you two and there were only so many subtle innuendos you could throw before someone got the hint…
inhaling once more, Eren laid back against his pillows, raising the phone a bit and you were angled to where your head (and exposed chest) were sitting upright; amply cupped in that tank top you had on. (Y/N) was hoping to play it coy because you didn’t want to appear as easy but hearing his voice again and having these talks..you couldn’t help but to feel some level of intimacy. It was a bit forward for just a friendship but it wasn’t as if you two were even remotely close to a relationship either.
so what exactly was this?…why did you feel so comfortable with him? Why did you want to be more open than you already were….
you’d have your answer shortly when the topic got a bit more escalated. “Shit, you’re not by yourself. I mean, I’m up in Atlanta at the moment but for sure..I got you, gorgeous. We’ll have to link.” That tone causing tingles up your spine again. Truthfully, you had been drinking a bit and having pent up, unreleased feelings were getting to you.
moving a hand down to your stomach, you’d toil with the thin material as he watched you through the camera. Eventually watching his own disappear downward. It was crazy how much sexual frustration and attraction the two of you were harboring right now. Yet, neither of you wanted to make the first move! Was it respect? Shame? Worry that the other might not view you the same afterwards? Still, he had to go for it because he had been waiting days to see that pretty face again and it didn’t help when you posed the question:
“..I’m down. So what you tryna do?” Almost as if you two were playing a game of chess and you had just set the pieces in motion for him to make his move. Almost as if you were hoping he’d take the bait and initiate this intimate moment.
“When I get back. What you got in mind?”
furrowing your brow and biting at that lower lip so gently, (y/n) waited patiently for what he had to say. And it’d be an unexpected answer. Peering over his shoulder once as to not make sure anyone was around, Eren stared back at you; glazed, glossed over green eyes barely even open but he was looking right through you and knew what you both needed.
“I mean, if we being real..we don’t even have to wait. Cause I’ll tell you what I want right now.” Closed mouths didn’t get fed in his opinion. It was obvious that you weren’t scared or acting all innocent so why should he? Why should he hold back on how he felt about you? So another man could come swoop you away when he obviously wanted you so bad? Hell no. Instead, he’d make certain that even though you were miles and states apart, EJ the Don would be the only one on your mind for days to come!
“Talk to me then.” Slickly setting the stage for him to get his sentiments off of his chest. “Tell me what’s on your mind, sweetheart..”
his lips cracked into a faint smile at the mention of the moniker, licking his tongue around them before he focused on you again. “I already told you, baby. I don’t do rumors and I don’t bite my tongue..”
you hadn’t felt anything like this before. Someone who wasn’t afraid to tell you exactly what he wanted. “What if we quit all the playing and did what was on both of our minds?..cause I’ve been thinking ‘bout you like crazy..” the more he spoke, the more you craved this man. The urge to say the hell with morals and touch yourself to the sound of his sexy voice. Which was the exact goal!
“And what would you say if I told you I wanted you just as bad..would you hold it against me?” “When I want to fuck the shit out of you? Not at all..”
just then, a pang would catch in the pit of your stomach and you’d begin to part your legs slightly. That alcohol was working its way through your body and going straight to your pussy so if that’s what he was on, you’d meet him right there!
not to mention that he got out of his head when he was high so he wasn’t responsible for what he said right now. Both of your views were jolting a bit as you shifted around in the sheets; (y/n) massaging your own breasts as you popped them from your shirt and Eren grasping at his covered crotch, that wouldn’t stay that way though because when you began whispering those sweet nothings to him through that speaker, you’d have this man acting out of character and coming out of his clothes. And vice versa..
“Then I guess I can tell you that I wanted to fuck on you the first night. That I would’ve let you get this pussy if you asked for it..” moaning softly into the mic whilst letting your idle hands scale your bare skin. Those thin panties hanging at your waistline by now…and your fingers dancing across that aching clit and slippery folds.
you proceeded to tell him all the things you wanted him to do when you made it back into town. Including letting him eat you out until you came all over his face, how you wanted to look him in his eyes while you suck it slow and even rub up on his chest while you rode him. All of which had him jerking himself off from the other end. When he readjusted the camera, you could see his fingers cradled around his swollen cock and to no surprise, he was big! Longer and thicker than anyone you had ever seen..thinking about all of that being inside of you had you frothing in more ways than one. And when you’d see him pump that pre-ejaculsting tip appear in your view as he swiped it with his thumb..(y/n) sank your fingers inside of that tightness. Putting it in the perfect position for him to watch you finger yourself. but you weren’t alone. Having come completely undone, Eren let out a gently grunt, even laughing because you were exactly the type of woman he had been waiting for! A freak in private but about her business in public? Perfect..and now it was his turn for confessions.
“Shit…damn, baby. Well since we’re being honest. I’m fucking you on sight. Putting my tongue all over that pretty body…I swear I’m giving you all this dick..” finding yourself whimpering at his words as you closed your eyes and imagined the scenario. He talked you through it so well and you just knew things would be even better had you been in his bed. “You look so good playing with that pussy..you that wet for me?” Teasing as he heard your sweet cries and sloshing wetness. It was so sloppy; dripping with arousal, all due to thoughts of him.
“And those titties..they’re so fucking pretty. God, I want you so bad.”
admitting through heavy huffs as his pumping grew faster. The two of you went back and forth, exchanging filthy words and freaky thoughts until neither of you could stand the swelling pressure any longer. “F-fuck! Imma come..” letting out from behind those hotel room walls and hoping no one heard him yelping like a little bitch, Eren raised his back from the mattress as he stroked himself into a mind numbing climax.
but just as he released everywhere, you followed shortly behind with your own squirt soaking those fingers and the sheets. Having full blown fucked yourself to tears! Needless to say, it had been a while since you’d came so it was a lot to come down from. The orgasms ripped though both of your bodies and left you trembling. Unashamed and unabashedly reveling in that afterglow together. But once your favorites met yet again, he’d give you that warming smile and the realization hit as to what just happened.
both of you having exponentially increased your own highs. And not wanting to come down anytime soon. “I swear you’re trouble..goddamn.” But it was him that had awoken that sultry side. Making you act in ways that you never would have normally…and he’d keep it happening until neither of you could even stand anymore stimulation and nearly fell asleep. Having steamy, nasty phone sex for nearly an hour. It was an insane experience! Disheveled and discombobulated, you guys eventually had to hang up and get some rest. “Goodnight..sweet dreams.” Giving him a kiss into the camera. “Trust me, imma sleep very well..” Eren’s lids half shut and dimmed in pure bliss as he returned your peck.
once you both disconnected and bid adieu, (y/n) sat with those feelings and thoughts as you glared up at the ceiling. Who knew how this would lead up and where this left you two but one thing was for certain: things would never be the same!
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