Geto tongue moved with purpose, deliberate, greedy, lapping at me like he was starving, like the taste of me was the only thing that could satisfy the fire burning through him.
A sharp gasp ripped from my chest, my hands flying to his hair, stabilising myself as the intense pleasure surged through every inch of my body.
His tongue traced slow, deliberate paths, savoring every reaction he pulled from me
He licked, teasing with long strokes that made my thighs quiver, my hands fisting in his blackhair. He sucked harder, drawing sharp gasps and ragged moans from my lips, his mouth hot and unrelenting, claiming me inch by inch.
Geto bit down, a calculated graze of teeth that sent a jolt of sharp, delicious mix of pleasure and pain through me, making my back arch clean off the silk sheets, a strangled cry ripping from my throat.
I writhed beneath him, powerless to the sensations he coaxed from my trembling body, every nerve singing under the worship of his mouth.
He continued, relentless and unceasingly , his mouth and tongue working me. Every flick, every stroke dragged me closer to the edge, a feeling of peak sensation winding tighter and tighter within me until I was shaking.
A shuddering cry, ripped from the depths of my throat
i felt myself unravel, my body shuddering with the force of my release, waves of ecstasy waving over me, overwhelming. I came undone on his tongue, my breath stuttering in a desperate gasp as my thighs quivered around him.
But Geto wasn't done yet.
a bead of precum glistened at the tip, and the sight of it of him, so ready, so desperately aching in the way I was sent a sharp signal through me that made my thighs clench involuntarily.
He thumbed the bead of precum with a slow, deliberate motion, spreading the glistening fluid over the flushed head of his dick.
The way he touched himself, unhurried, turned me on more than I'd like to admit. Watching him pleasure himself was a glorious sight.
My breath hitched as my eyes trailed over him.
The hunger in his gaze darkened, his jaw tightening as he watched me, waiting for my reaction, savouring every moment of my unbecoming.
He stroked himself slowly, his hand moving with an intentional and measured pace, eyes locked onto me with an intensity.
His breath came heavier, his muscles flex with restraint, each motion teasing, taunting, making my pulse quicken and my thighs press together, trying to gather friction to ease the ache that came with the wetness dripping down my thighs.
Geto leaned over me pushed inside me in one firm, unforgiving movement, stretching me, filling me completely. A sharp cry tore from my lips, a sound that was both parts of pleasure and overwhelming sensation gosh. My nails dug into his shoulders, my breathing fumbling around as my body adjusted to the sudden, fullness.
"Shit only i deserve this” he groaned roughly and raw with restraint. His face twisted in pure, unfiltered pleasure, his jaw clenched as if he was barely holding himself together.
His fingers dug into my hips, his breath coming in ragged, uneven pants, like he was losing himself in me, like he couldn't fucking help it.
only choked whimper left my lips at his blunt confession
The corners of my eyes stung.
Tears welled, unbidden, a mix of overwhelming pleasure and overstimulation.
His expression softened as he dropped his forehead to mine, his breath tangling with mine in the intimate space between us. His fingers brushed against my cheeks, catching the stray tears, cradling my face like I was something precious.
"I'm sorry, baby," he murmured, his voice low and filled with a tension that matched the intensity between us. But his apology was purposeless in the face of his actions. Without hesitation, he pressed his hips into me again.
His breath ghosted over my skin, his lips tracing gentle paths along my jaw, down my throat, marking me almost.
His hands, cradled my face as if he was grounding himself in the moment, savouring the feel of me wrapped around him
All while he remained completely still inside me, a thick, pulsing length that stretched me wide, letting me adjust, letting me feel every inch of him.
"you okay baby?" he asked.
I nodded. "Fine”
He didn't waste another second before pulling out, the sudden emptiness making me whimper, my walls already desperate to hold onto him. just long enough to tease, to make me feel the loss-before he slammed back into me with a force that sent a sharp, cry tumbling from my lips.
Fuck, he hit the spot.
Over and over again.
"Mm, I can't..." The words trembled in my throat, unable to fully escape.
"Yeah, you can baby” he gritted, his voice dark and unrelenting, his grip tightening as he relentlessly thrusted into me. “just look at how good your doing”, “ taking all of it” Thrust. "Every inch,” Thrust. "You're going to feel all of me stretching you." Thrust. "Filling you until you can't think of anything else just me, just us. he whispered against my skin
I gasped, my body tightening around him in surrender, my mind unraveling beneath the force of his words, his tone alone sending a swell of arousal surging through me.
"Geto..” I moaned.
Tears pricked at my eyes. I gasped, my body tightening around him in surrender, my mind unraveling beneath the force of his words, his tone alone sending a swell of arousal surging through me.
My legs trembled, my core pulsed, my walls clenching around him with no control, no restraint.
Nikolai groaned at that, guttural and raw, the sound bouncing through his chest and straight into me. His feral enjoyment only fueled my own, a wildfire of pleasure burning.
"You feel so fucking good," he moaned, his voice thick with primal need, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he struggled to hold onto the last threads of control.
A vicious sound tore from his throat as he snapped his hips forward, sending me spiraling further into the depths of pleasure.
slamming into that devastating spot over and over until my body trembled on the brink.
"Just like that. Just like that," I repeated, my voice breaking on a sob of pleasure. "please geto”.
Fuck me just like that. Don't stop. Don't ever stop."
Every thrust sent a shockwave tearing through me.
The pressure built higher, tighter, unbearable in its intensity, my vision blurring.
"Fuck," he breathed against my throat, his teeth grazing my skin, his grip bruising as he pounded into me without restraint. His voice was a broken whisper, like he was falling apart with every movement. "I can't imagine living in a world where you don’t belong to me”
"the world is ours and i am yours," I choked out
My hips rose to meet his, the rhythm between us blending, despairing, our bodies speaking a language only we could understand.
'That's it, baby," he praised, his voice thick with lust. "Squeeze me tighter. Just like that. Feel how deep I am? How good you take me? Fuck, you're perfect. Every inch of you, the way you move, the way you feel wrapped around me. you're all I need."
His thrusts turned more brutal, even when I thought they couldn't, until my body could take no more, until I shattered around him, my climax ripping through me with violent, uncontrollable force, my screams silenced by his lips.
"Geto please” I breathed out, my chest tightening as the sound left me, my eyes snapping shut.
He didn't stop chasing after his own climax, his thrusts growing faster,more desperate, until he was slamming into me recklessly
With one final, shuddering thrust, he buried himself deep, stilling as a ragged, tortured sound ripped from his lips, his release surging through him in uncontrollable waves.
"You did so good," he muttered, his words thick with admiration as he carefully wiped the wetness around my eyes, his fingertips soft against my skin. The touch was tender.
"So beautiful ," he praised, his voice lowering, thick with affection. "You're so amazing," he whispered, his lips pressing a gentle kiss to my forehead, the warmth of his breath mingling with the softness of his touch, making my heart swell.
Geto pulled out.
falling beside me, cradling me, showering me with praise as our eyelids felt heavy with sleep.
a/n: a little something before candy girl gets published, shoutout to my hg for helping me write some of the smut cause whew chile
Summary: In which you and Tyriq had been sneaking around together secretly on one night stands but it doesn't take long until you're fling with him get's exposed by a messy news article which caused you to get massive hate online. But you don't hesitate to release a risky video of you and Tyriq together in a car only adding fuel to the fire. 🔥
Warnings: Sexual exclipt content and language, Sex tape, Sex kinks (choking, spitting, manhandling and etc.), Marijuana, alcohol and harsh language a little
💿Now playing💿- Muwop-Latto ft Gucci Mane, Go hard by Kevin Gates ft Rico Love and Nasty girl/On camera by Gunna 🎶
The luminous lighting of the sun was casting an everlasting radiant glow on you're melanin skin as your long black halther maxi dress hugged you're curvaceous figure effortlessly.
You and Tyriq where out on a date in the city of athens, greece where he wanted to take you out on a trip out of the country because he wanted to spend more time with you due to his freedom from his booked and busy career.
The two of you weren't officially together or dating Tyriq never thought of giving you a title as his girlfriend because the both of you only agreed to mess around with no strings attached.
As well as you never publicly came out and confirm that Tyriq was your man officially you was just enjoying the private intimacy you both were sharing together.
And besides you didn't have no second thoughts or any regrets at all the sex was insanely good and Tyriq always allows you to have and get you're way as if you we're officially his girl thanks to him for being so pussy dizzy you always kept it nice and hot for him whenever he needed to air out his sexual frustration towards you.
As of right now Tyriq couldn't take his eyes off you nor keep his hands to himself for the remainder of y'all's date. His hands always found a way to you're thigh or you're ass which caused him to grip it profoundly through the thick fabric of you're dress.
He was one touchy ass nigga but you didn't mind it because it always sent a heated sensation down your spine every time he had put his hands on you, you loved how touch deprived he was when you were around him.
"Damn baby you look so fuckin' pretty right now, mind if I take some quick pics of you with this digital camera i bought with me?"
You smiled and nod you're head at the man that was admiring you intensely as you got up from you're chair and began posing near the balcony with a beautiful view behind you.
Tyriq grinned at you as he transforms into you're photographer the moment you starred doing chic poses near the balcony.
You truly had the most beautiful features that anyone has ever seen, you we're like a sexy barbie doll who had wished to become human it wasn't no surprise on why you we're such a successful runway model with luxurious brands fighting over you.
And Tyriq knew that he had the baddest bitch with him taking foreign trips that comes with good love making.
"Fuck girl stop teasing me before I expose our secret and do you In public like it's the bedroom" Tyriq exclaims while licking his lips at you behind the camera
All you could do was giggle and smile at his thristy enthusiasm "This is supposed to be for your eyes only daddy I'm glad you enjoying the view" you said seductively
"It better be for my eyes only can't no nigga handle this goddess of a view like I can princess and you know that" Tyriq says cockily as he snaps another picture of you with the digital camera
You paused mid posing as disbelief takes over your facial features. You didn't expect Tyriq to get so possessive over your little remark of sarcasm when you two were just a good time to one another.
"But I thought you said no strings attached What's happening to that? You're not falling so quickly for me are you?" You said as your glossy full lips curve into a upward smirk
Tyriq instantly picked up on you're flirtatious slick remark and directly walked up close to you as your bodies are inches away from one another. His once light blue ice now cascading a dark grayish tone with the tension building between you two.
"Maybe I am Maybe I'm not but what you not gonna do is bring up other niggas into the mix, I'm standing on what I said, Ma" Tyriq's voice spoke out to you in a whisper that was steeled with deepness and firmness
His Dominance had you smirking mischievously as you kept you're head held high taking every inch of his features that was stern with an expression of domineering you pulled him closer by his t shirt to whisper in his ear so he can hear you clearly at what you're about to confirm.
"It's easy to sound so sure of what you're standing on when you're body tells me otherwise, the way I look and touch you it effects you why can't you just admit it Tyriq" You say softly against his ear as you took this opportunity to nibble at his earlobe with your teeth causing him to groan at the action
"Fuck~ you playing a dangerous game mama" Tyriq's husky voice says lowly
"You doing that right there proves my point Dada I know what I'm getting into I'm just gonna sit back and watch how it plays out on who gonna fall first" you say cockily while taking one last sip of your cocktail
All Tyriq could do was chuckle deeply while grinning because he knows deep down inside that you are going to be the one to break out of the no strings attached relationship with him and would end up being the one to fall first but who knows you'll just have to figure out on what these next few days will bring to the table for you and Tyriq's complicated fling.
The darkening dim lights were cascading over the scenery of the poolside of the sky rise penthouse you and Tyriq where staying at as he was sitting in the bright turquoise colored water.
Tyriq was getting faded as pure usual smoking on a cuban link blunt as his voice was getting hoarse, he was snacking on some foreign fruit while bopping his head to the soothing rap music playing on the stereo.
On cue you walked out onto the patio wearing a two peace thong bikini that had Tyriq turning his head in you're direction to get a better view at you.
You're dangling gold belly piercing rested against your glistening stomach, stacked anklets decorated your left ankle, you're hair was styled in a half up, half down wet and wavy ponytail and you're face was bare with lash extensions and full lips coated in your favorite go to lip liner and gloss.
Tyriq bite and licked his lips at you as he enjoyed the sight of seeing you strut towards him by the pool.
"When you get in this pool pretty girl that bikini is coming off when I get my hands on you" Tyriq says motioning you to come in the pool with him
You dip your toes in the cool breeze of the water as you now fully step inside the pool while the water flet a bit cold against the warmth of you're skin, Tyriq was watching your every move like a hawk watching it's prey his colored eyes piercing into your dark brown orbs.
With the way he was eye-fucking you and your body you didn't hesitate to swim towards him immediately across the pool as you make yourself comfortable on his lap, his hand caressing the thickness of you're hips.
"Hi handsome, I could tell that you missed me" you say giggling profoundly
"Hell yeah I missed you mama, I can't eat all this foreign ass fruit alone I need you right here by my side baby girl" Tyriq exclaims as he takes a pull from his blunt being cautious and careful not to blow the smoke directly in you're face
You blushed and bite your lip at his sweet nothings as you ran your acrylic nails through his straight chestnut hair that was slightly damp due to him taking several cannibals in the pool.
"All this damn foreign ass fruit and yo high ass ain't even eating it for real" you say chuckling lightly
"It seems like you wanna try one, you gon' open up that pretty mouth of yours for me baby?" Tyriq huskily says to you as he grabs a star fruit from the trey as he sets his blunt down to feed you the fruit
You open you're mouth slighty wrapping your tongue around the fruit as you seductively suck on the sweet juices of the star fruit while making eye contact with the sexy man that's feeding it to you, a burning sensation arising between the two of you as you purposely sucking and licking on the dish sexually to tease Tyriq.
And it was indeed working he was intrigued with the way your tongue was swirling around in circler motions around the fruit while you open you're mouth to take it all in one bite it made him see stars with flashbacks of you being on your knees for him in between his thighs sucking and slurping on his hardening dick with your slavia and his salty pre-cum colliding together to make a sensation of pleasure for the both of you especially him since he was so far gone with how good your mouth flet around him.
It made his dick twitch seeing you act all slutty for him you knew how to dominate and have him right where you wanted but Tyriq made sure he was gonna get you to ease low and take control for the heat of the moment you two where sharing together.
"A'ight, A'ight mama calm down the night's just getting started" Tyriq chuckles
"Whaaat, I'm starving can you give me some more fruit to eat on dada" you whined as your nails claw to his shoulders
It turned Tyriq on so bad to see you be all whiny and begging for him his sinful thoughts of you where running wild and honestly as of right now all he wanted to do was have you bent over and fuck you like it was gonna be his last he would do anything just to hear you beg and plead for him in a different aspect.
"I got something else you can eat on princess and it isn't just fruit" Tyriq smirks at you wickedly as the two of you make eye contact with one another as you erupted with laughter
"Haha very funny Riqqy but it's not gon' happen" you say sarcastically as you grab another fruit from the trey and popped it into your mouth
"Oh yeah? Well how bout' this then" Tyriq's husky slutry voice whispered out to you as his breath fans your neck, he turns you around as you now face forward as he wraps his huge hands around your waist as he plants slobby heated kisses against your neck and collarbone
You instantly melted into his desirable touched he had for your body as you were enjoying every second of it as your head fell back against his chest as you gasped his name out once his lips found your sweet spot that always leaves you weak in the knees.
"Tyriiq~ ooh baby" you moaned softly
Tyriq grinned against your ear as his hands travel lowly to tug on your thong a little as his hands slip inside it as your moist clit came into contact with his long fingers.
"Damn mama you just as wet as this water fuck~" Tyriq groans against you as his hips buckle against you're ass
"Tyriiq it feels so good please don't stop" You gasped as your lips parted in pleasure
"You like it when I play with this pretty wet pussy baby" Tyriq smirks
"Yess daddy I doo" you whined
"Turn yo pretty ass around for me girl I wanna see you more clearly" Tyriq cooed against you
You surrender to his words as you turned around as your now straddling on top of him, Tyriq's hands comes into contact with both you're asscheeks as he slaps one of them making you squeal a little at the stinging sensation.
"Why are you like this?" You asked playfully smiling down at him
"Because you genuinely do something to me my baby everytime I look at you it's makes my dick hard" Tyriq flirtatiously says as he pulls you closer holding you in place so you won't escape his grip
"Well maybe I should wear those lace two peace sets more often just to tease you because I like the sound of that" you smirked teasingly mirroring his facial expression
"And that right there is what gonna get you fucked c'mere mama" Tyriq leans into kiss you hungrily as you reciprocated the favor as your hands ran up and down his chest to his abs
You and Tyriq where in the pool getting lost into the intensity of the make out session you were having together lost in the ecstasy of the moment but your intuition was telling you something was wrong.
You pulled away from Tyriq as he groaned in annoyance due to the fact that he stopped receiving kisses from you but you had motion him to wait and that's when he had signaled something was indeed wrong.
"Riq, I think someone was spying on us" you frown profoundly
You could tell by the agitation on Tyriq's face and through his body language that it was vulnerable how pissed off he was at the thought of someone invading y'all's privacy especially at a time like this when you both were getting intimate.
Even though you weren't officially his woman Tyriq didn't play about you in any form of way and cared tremendously about your safety and well-being so if he has to get out of character and tell a nigga off then that's what he'll just have to do.
"I think so too but it's a'ight when I catch that motherfucker he's gonna be dead and gone" Tyriq tensed up with anger as he tries to remove himself out of the pool but you pull him back down.
It was honestly so attractive when Tyriq get's aggravated and switch into protective mode for you automatically when something goes wrong. It was sexy and you can't help but to be turned on by his eagerness.
"I think you need to calm down it's gonna be okay Riq I promise but as of right now how about we go inside and pick up where we left off, huh daddy?" You flirtatious cooed at Tyriq's intensity as you licked his earlobe and traced his jawline with your acrylic nail
"Prepare to be super sore by tomorrow mama because I'm not going easy on you tonight"
The morning sunlight was cascading effortlessly through the glass mirror of the bedroom as you peacefully slept in the entangled and messy sheets from you and Tyriq's sexual residue from last night.
The loud vibration sound of your phone had woken you up from your slumber as you groaned in irritation as you grabbed the cellular device off the night stand besides you.
When you had unlocked the screen massive loads of notifications had welcomed you're vision as you let out a clueless and low "what the fuck" at the chaotic uproar.
Actor Tyriq Withers and supermodel (Y/N, L/N) where caught having sex in the pool and could possibly be a thing TMZ reports
"Oh my fucking god" you exclaimed as your eyes widened in horror at the sentence that could possibly be really bad news to you and Tyriq and for the sake of y'all's privacy.
And that news alone possibly ruined you're whole entire day before it even gotten started. You wanted to brust out into tears right then and there because you knew how fans would take this news to heart and could jeopardize you're career over things as such.
You were a really confident woman and normally didn't take online hate too seriously because you couldn't at least give a damn about what strangers on the internet have to say about you or who you were sleeping with.
But in this predicament you couldn't think straight and the comments you read on twitter made things even more worser for you're mental state.
They weren't caught her ass just wanted to be seen getting slutted out by another man in hollywood
Damn she has to be a hoe, they pass that girl around so damn much I know that kitty is tired
Outta all the man she could've fucked on she really choose to fuck with Tyriq the bills can't be that high
All the slut shaming and hate comments were getting to you're head and making things ten times worser for your mental as you threw your phone violently on the bed as you can't help but to sob historically at your overwhelming emotions that caused you're head to throb.
Tyriq had walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his lower body in a good mood but his cheerfulness had crumbled down when he saw the specific state you were in right now as he ran over to comfort you immediately.
"Mama what's wrong why are you crying is everything okay? Did I do something wrong what happened princess?" Tyriq said softly while he pulled you into a cuddle careessing your body gently
You couldn't form a sentence to answer his questions you just buried your face into his chest even more as your cries got more intense and louder which caused Tyriq to comfort and soothe you even more signaling you to calm down.
"Shhh shhh it's okay baby just calm down and take your time I'm here I'm not going no fuckin' where" Tyriq hugged and caressed you tightly while you sobbed
"T-they caught us Ty! They fucking caught us! Our business is all over the news and everyone hates me" Your voice kept on cracking mid sentence as you tried to explain to him on what had fucked up your mood
"Damn it I knew that it was a wired ass nigga somewhere around here snooping on us last night FUCK!" Tyriq exclaimed angrily
"They think we we're fucking in the pool when all we was just doing was kissing!" you said in frustration
Tyriq scratched the back of his head and looked down at the floor awkwardly as his face twist up in guilt.
"I mean.... we pretty much was fucking...."
"TYRIQ!!!"
"Look I'm not siding with the public or anything but they are right we was fucking in the pool and we just so happened to get caught that's all I'm saying" Tyriq raised his hands up in surrender
"And besides the comments can't be that bad" Tyriq voiced out sarcastically
You're eyes widen in irritation and shock from his sarcastic ass statement as you grabbed your phone and shoved it in his face aggressively as you fold your arms giving him a firm stare as he analyzes the hate comments.
"Damnnn! No offense or shade to you Y/N but if I was you girl I would've disappeared off of the face of the earth" Tyriq stated brutally
You kissed your teeth and rolled your eyes clearly getting agitated at his playful and sarcastic remarks.
"They on your ass too Tyriq" you exclaimed in pettiness
Tyriq snorts and hide his face from brusting into laughter "I know they are which I'm finna delete myself from the face of the earth too I'm deactivating both my IG and TikTok accounts as we speak"
You huffed and blowed your breath out in annoyance as you ran your hand down your tear stained face.
"I can't believe I'm in a scandal with'cho dumbass right now" you said
"Yeah well it's not my fault that you decided to fold and offer me that gorgeous wet ass pussy of yours" Tyriq said mischievously as he pulled you closer towards him
"Nigga it is your fault!, you too fi- look Tyriq this situation isn't funny in any matter do you know how serious this is?!" You say as your voice slightly raised
"I do know and I'm not saying that it's funny neither! I understand the obstacles of double standards that society has of women and men but I'm not gonna let you sit here and be in a shitty mood just because some assholes online is shaming you for having a good time" Tyriq stated in a now more serious tone than before
"So what are you saying Tyriq?" You question the man cluelessly
"I'm saying you could purposely add more fuel to the fire and give those people something to see" Tyriq mischievously says while smirking devilishly
You paused mid action as you looked at the 6'5 man towering over you like he had lost every sense circulating his brain.
"Tyriq I don't think that's a good idea..." You say silently while looking down avoiding eye contact with him
"Look it will be a perfect plan just trust me, all you have to do is release a tape of us fucking on camera and that will shut those hating bitches up in seconds" Tyriq exclaimed
You paused for a moment again as you feel yourself to dissociate. Tyriq might of strike your nerves hear and there but you gonna have to give it to him for coming up with one badass of a plan.
The public already knows you two are a thing and everyone's in your business now. So you might as well get your lick back with the man that was truly something special to you.
"Alright let's do it"
"That's my girl! Make sure you put on that sexy dress I like seeing you in" Tyriq smirks
"I will handsome" you cooed towards him
As of now you and Tyriq where lounging in his Rolls-Royce with Muwop by Latto and Gucci mane playing in the background as your french tip toes rested in his lap effortlessly as he smokes on his blunt he had rolled up.
The digital camera was propped up against the dash as the filter was set in night mode cascading you and Tyriq in the frame perfectly.
You flawlessly did your hair and makeup to perfection for the viral video that would change you and Tyriq's life expeditiously but your nervious system was on a ten and Tyriq could sensed it from your features to your body language.
"Will you relax my pretty girl everything's gonna turn out fine here have a blunt you seen like you need it" Tyriq says lowly his reddish darkish eyes piercing into your sober ones
You took the blunt from him as it rested in between your acrylic nails as you put the blunt up to your glossy lips and release a tremendous amount of clouds cascading the atmosphere.
Tyriq is already pouring you a shot of Don Julio in a plastic cup as you exchanged the blunt back to him as you took a sip from the cup never taking your eyes off of him.
"Attagirl just like that, drink up cause you gon' need some liquor in your system from what I'm about to do to you" Tyriq voiced roughly and deeply as he licks his lips at you
Tyriq raised you're foot to his mouth to kiss and lick on your freshly painted toes as he pops the big toe into his mouth leaving a pleasurable damp sensation at the thong you where wearing.
"Mmmh~ Daddyyy I love how your tongue feels" you moaned
"Yeah you like that?, cause I love sucking and kissing on these pretty ass toes just as much mama and you even did white french tips just the way I like it" Tyriq groaned against you as he kept on showering your toes with affection
"Yess dada I do I can't get enough can you come a little closer for me please handsome" you politely asked
Tyriq had stopped mid sucking on your big toe as he scooted up closer towards you're thighs as the flashing light of the camera greets him with you smiling historically.
"I got the night vision on your fine ass daddy can you please eat me out now I can't wait any longer" you pleaded out to the insanely attractive man that you were recording with the camera
"Woah not so fast princess no need to rush we got forever I wanna make this last with you baby sit the camera back down" Tyriq softly demanded you to do which you followed his instructions with no back talk
Tyriq took you by surprise as he gently but firmly grabbed you by your neck kissing you intensely with more hunger than ever, as both of your tongues collided into a french kiss as the both of you exchanged saliva for the camera.
You moaned against him as you kept up with the paste and rhythm of the intriguing kiss you where sharing with Tyriq as his jawline grinds historically against yours leaving you wanting more and more from him.
Tyriq works his way down to your neck as he sloppily suck, lick and bite on your flesh leaving his love marks on your skin as soft moans erupted from your lips casually grinding your hips into his pelvis.
"Ooooh Tyriiiq~ you feel soo good please baby" you softly let out a whiny moan not giving a fuck about your makeup and lip combo getting messed up on camera
"Raise and open those pretty legs up for me mama" Tyriq exclaims huskily his voice filled with lust and sterness
You raised both your legs up into a "V" sign for the camera as you place one leg over his broad shoulders as he grabbed the meat that was resting on your glistening thigh, Tyriq snatched the G string of you're thong off within seconds thanks to the sharpness of his teeth and that caused you to moan and gasp profoundly in shock.
"Tyriq! That was my favorite pair- ah fuck it I know you'll buy me new ones" you exclaimed breathlessly as you rolled your hips against his face
"I thought I told yo ass not to wear any thongs or panties when I wanna get straight to this pussy, you just don't listen at all" Tyriq bickers darkly at you as he massages your clit with his tongue
"Y-yesss b-butt you where taking too long ooohh fuckkkk baby!" You cried out as a deep furror was shifting onto your face
You grabbed the camera and zoom into Tyriq's face so the audience can get a better look at the satisfaction that the man was giving you.
"I can take much as long as I need cause this pussy belongs to me now so shut that smart ass mouth of yours up and take this shit" Tyriq grunts
Noting but pornography moans and cries left your mouth ever sense Tyriq started to fuck you with his tongue as the pleasure was getting too overstimulating to handle and every time you tried to move away from him he smacked you hard on your thigh to keep you from pushing away.
This nigga was a menace and you loved every second of it.
"Tyriiq daddy please slow down I can feel myself growing closer and closer by the minutes ughhh!" You let out a loud whiny moan
"Yeah? Your feeling yourself cumming closer within the minute? Give me that shit mama I ain't stopping till I receive it" Tyriq says as his tongue thrusts in and out of your slick and wet tight walls driving you and your body insane as he chuckles deeply against you.
"Fuck you taste soo good princess soo fucking good"
The knot in your stomach signaled that you were almost at the finish line as your legs violently shake over his shoulders and your toes curly tightly against one another this man had you losing your shit in real time on the camera as faint scratches and marks where featured on the seats due to the sharpness of your acrylics.
You let out an ear piercing scream and whine as your juices exploded onto Tyriq's face expeditiously going on full exclipt mode at the sight you where seeing before you. Tyriq was devouring the fuck out of your pussy not letting up and making sure he receives every drop of your cum on his tongue.
"Shit shit shiittt~ daddyyy I'm cumming baby yesss!" You whined out as your back is aching off the seat
"That's it my beautiful girl keep on cumming against me I love this shit just as much as you do show these bitches how much of a freaky girl you are on camera" Tyriq cooed
And that's exactly what the fuck you did as you acted like a certified porn star for the camera.
This moment that you and Tyriq was having together wasn't just a get back moment at all the hatred you both had received online No that wasn't it.
It was actually just a moment to let the exclusive situationship between you two die down and watch it transition into a confirming relationship as you now are rewarded with the official girlfriend title.
Cause Tyriq knew it for himself that he wouldn't be able to leave you alone at what just occurred between the both of you.
A/N: AHHHH!!!! MY FIRST RECOMMENDATION!!🥳🥳 shout out to my homegirl @sv9vm for the idea I hope you all truly enjoy it!!! Y'know I had to do my big one for dadaman🤭🤭😝😝
warnings ᯓ★ brother’s best friend / older friend, age gap, virgin reader, explicit sex, rough sex, choking, marking /bruising, creampie risk (pulled out late), overstimulation, dirty talk (including about the brother), almost caught, oral (female receiving) power outage, possessive behavior, storm setting, aftercare <3
pairing: chosoxreserved!blackreader
Description ᯓ★: choso is her brother’s friend who lives next door. during a bad storm the power goes out and she ends up at his apartment. what starts as him looking out for her turns into something neither of them planned. by the time her brother comes back, she’s already deflowerd.
Choso lived in the same high rise apartment as you and your brother. just a door away in the hall. quietly keeping you in check when your brother went to go‘
“run errands,” and the errands just was selling weed and other shit. whatever you wanted your brother made sure you got. and that’s just how it was after your mom died.
he promised to send you to famu, just because he didn’t want you to be stuck in this hole with him. so you worked your ass off and he continued to fund your life.
you sat at your desk, shorts snagged tightly against you and pencil tapping against your lips. just trying to focus with all the sound of the rain and thunder outside.
the more you looked at the page the blanker your head got. the words kept swimming together, thunder cracking loud.
your thighs stuck warm and a little sweaty to the chair seat from the thick humidity, shorts riding up higher every time you shifted.
the storm was getting worse, wind slapping rain against the window. making the whole apartment feel smaller.
you hated nights like this. it brought back that heavy feeling from when mom was still here, hiding under blankets waiting for her to come check on you. now it was just you, pencil tapping faster, curls sticking to the back of your neck.
trying not to think about how empty the place felt when your brother was out handling business.
the power had already flickered once and your mind kept drifting, blanker and blanker no matter how hard you stared at the page.
but you kept studying, the heel of your feet trembling against the legs of the chair, knee bouncing a little under the desk. that pencil was now between your lips, teeth gently biting down on the end while you sucked on it.
body language shifting even if you didn’t really notice it.
your back arched just a bit, chest pressing forward, thighs squeezing together tighter in those shorts. and the rain kept pouring, and the thunder kept rumbling.
and before you knew it, lightning struck bright right in front of your window, flashing the whole room white for a split second.
the power went out instantly.
plunging everything into heavy darkness.
the sudden quiet hit different, just the rain slamming against the glass and your own breathing filling the space.
you instantly turned the flash on your phone and ran to choso’s apartment, bumping into shit on the way and almost knocking over a pair of your brother’s shoes by the door.
your heart was beating fast from the dark and the thunder, bare feet padding quick across the hall floor.
you knocked once, breathing a little heavy, and he opened it right away like he was already on his way to come get you. “you okay?” he spoke calm and low even in the blackout.
you brushed past him quick, catching a smell of his cologne and faint weed smoke as you stepped into his dark living room. the flash from your phone cut through just a little, lighting up the edge of his couch and the way his tank top clung to his chest.
“yeah i just—can’t be by myself during a storm,” you mumbled, already feeling safer just being near him. choso already knew that about you. he always did. he closed the door soft behind you, the click sounding louder than it should in the quiet between thunder storm.
“fuck—i’ll get some candles.”
he made his way past the living room and into the dark hall of his penthouse, his silhouette disappearing in the dim light. you just soaked into the oversized sofa, arms folded tight across your chest, your legs still trembling from the weather outside.
you flipped your phone over, pressing the screen on.
the wi-fi icon was dead, and your data was struggling, blocked by the thick concrete walls of the building and the grid failure outside. with nowhere else to go, your thumb just swiped over old photos…
your mom, you, and your brother smiling a prickle of tears hit your eyes, and you blinked them back quickly.
choso entered the living room quietly, his large frame materializing out of the dark hallway with his arms full of heavy, mismatched candles.
his hair a mess, falling into his eyes, and his arms full before he dropped them carefully onto the wood coffee table with a soft thud.
“can you flash your light here?” he asked calmly, voice low and steady. his eyes lingered on you for a second longer than usual, noticing the reddish rim around your eyes and the slight shaking of your hands.
you sniffed and nodded, lifting the phone so the light cut across the table and caught the side of his face.
his eyebrow piercings flashing against the light.
he kneeled down, the fabric of his sweatpants sliding lower and exposing the waistband of his boxers. he swiftly rubbed the side of his neck as he began lighting the candles one by one.
the soft click of the lighter mixing with the rain still pouring outside. his eyes shifted up to yours and you did the same, the low glow of the first candle catching the way his jaw tightened just a little when your gazes held.
"you okay now?" he spoke calm, candle in his hand, lighter in the other.
you rubbed your elbow, still trying to keep the phone propped at the right angle so he had enough light to work.
"yeah.. i just hate being in this.. high? building when it's storming." you paused on your words a bit, listening to the heavy sheets of rain slamming against the glass.
choso showed a small, quiet smile, shaking his head slightly. "you're such a baby."
you squinted your eyes at him, a tiny smile breaking through. "i'm a baby. for being scared of the building falling?" you leaned up a bit, finally starting to relax against the sudden warmth between you.
choso finally let out a low laugh, tapping the lighter against the edge of the table. “you think a little rain is gonna make the building fall?”
you rolled your eyes and, embarrassingly enough, nodded, only making him smile harder.
“you’re such a kid—wait, remember when you thought the elevator was about to fall cause of the weird noise?” choso teased you, still kneeling by the table.
“oh my god—”
“why do YOU remember that!” you raised your eyebrows with a soft smile, already forgetting how scared you’d been a few minutes ago.
you crossed your arms, waiting for him to stop laughing.
“because why do you think the building is gonna collapse just cause some rain?” choso furrowed his eyebrows, still looking up at you with that same quiet, amused expression he always got when he was messing with you.
silence filled the room once more, the rain still slamming hard against the window like it was trying to get inside.
choso looked back down at the candles, the soft wax smell already starting to fill the air, before carefully picking one up.
the warm glass pressed against his palm as he set it on the corner table near you, the flame flickering and throwing little gold shadows across the side of your face and the couch cushions.
the living room was actually bright now. the soft glow from the candles pushed the dark back just enough, making the space feel warmer and smaller in a good way.
you could smell the dizzy mix of melted wax and his cologne. the tight feeling in your chest eased a little as the light settled around both of you.
choso glanced over at you once more, noticing the way your arms were still crossed and how you kept shifting on the couch. without saying much he stood up and disappeared down the dark hallway for a second. when he came back he had a big soft blanket in his hands and tossed it over your lap.
“here. stop shivering,” he muttered, sitting back down on the floor near the table.
you pulled the blanket up around your shoulders, the fabric still warm from wherever he’d grabbed it. the candles flickered between you and the rain kept hitting the windows, but it didn’t feel as loud anymore.
a few quiet minutes passed before you spoke again, voice softer than before. “…can i ask you something?”
choso looked up. “yeah?”
you picked at the edge of the blanket, not really looking at him. “have you… ever been with anybody? like for real.”
he raised an eyebrow, a little caught off guard. “why you asking me that?”
you shrugged, still fidgeting. “all my friends. literally all of them.. are having sex...” your lashes fluttered as your eyes shifted back up at him.
choso went quiet for a second, the candlelight catching the way his jaw tightened just a little. he rubbed the back of his neck, looking away toward the window before his eyes came back to yours.
“that don’t mean you gotta be on their time,” he said low. “most of them probably don’t even like the people they’re with.”
he paused, voice still calm but softer now. “you’re not behind just cause you haven’t done it yet.” he scoffed lightly, shaking his head. “and most boys your age aren’t gonna take you seriously just because you fucked them..”
he looked at you for a second longer than usual, the candlelight making his expression harder to read. “you’re better than that. don’t let them rush you into something just so you can say you did it.”
the rain kept hitting the windows, but the room felt quieter somehow after he said it.
he shifted on the floor, spreading his legs a little wider as he got more comfortable, the soft outline of a bulge pressing against the front of his sweats. his eyes darted toward the window like he was trying to focus on the storm instead of the sudden quiet between you two.
you noticed it before you could stop yourself.
the way the fabric sat heavier between his legs, how he kept adjusting without really thinking about it.
your stomach grew butterflies and you pulled the blanket higher up your lap, suddenly very aware of how close he was sitting.
choso cleared his throat after a second, still not looking at you. “you hungry or something? i think i got snacks in the kitchen if you want.” his voice stayed calm, but there was a tiny edge to it now, like he felt the shift too and didn’t know what to do with it.
you nodded and he stood up, the movement making his shirt lift just enough for his abs to flex under the thin fabric. the soft bulge in the front of his sweats was clearer for a second as he stretched, heavy and relaxed against the material before he adjusted it with a quick, casual tug like it was nothing.
he walked toward the kitchen with that same nonchalant pace he always had, shoulders loose, not looking back at you. “be right back,” he muttered. “don’t let the building fall while i’m gone.”
the candlelight followed the line of his back for a moment before he disappeared around the corner, leaving you alone on the couch with the blanket still pulled up high.
you sat there listening to him open cabinets in the dark, the soft clink of bags and the low sound of his feet against the floor. your eyes stayed on the empty hallway longer than they should have.
your eyes stayed on the empty hallway longer than they should have.
a few seconds later he came back holding a bag of chips and a bottle of juice, the candlelight catching the edge of his jaw as he walked. he already had the lays opened for you and a bottle of tropicana in his other hand.
“here,” he said, handing them to you while still standing over you, towering just enough that the soft glow from the candles hit the underside of his chin and the front of his sweats. the bag crinkled in your hands as you took it, the sudden closeness making the air between you feel warmer than before.
he didn’t move right away. just stayed there for a second longer than he needed to, looking down at you with that same calm expression, like he was making sure you actually took the food. the rain kept hitting the windows behind him, but all you could focus on was how close his legs were to the edge of the couch.
you mumbled a quiet “thanks” and dug in the chips, mostly so you’d have something to do with your hands. l
choso finally stepped back and leaned down onto the floor again, legs spread the same way as earlier, the soft bulge in his sweats settling against the fabric like it had never left your mind.
he grabbed a chip for himself and leaned back on one hand, eyes half-focused on the candle in front of him.
a few minutes of quiet chewing passed before you spoke again, voice lower than before.
“do you think i’m childish for not doing anything yet?”
it was a question you could never ask your brother, knowing he’d give you a whole entire speech about waiting and focusing on school.
but sitting here in the candlelight with choso, it felt easier to let it out.
he looked at you for a long second, the soft glow catching the silver of his eyebrow piercings. “no,” he said finally, voice low. “it just means you’re not ready—and that’s okay.”
he licked his lips before speaking again, eyes still on you. “and no one deserves you like that,” he said, almost without thinking about it. the words came out quieter than the rest, like he hadn’t meant to say them out loud.
the silence that followed felt heavier than before. he rubbed the back of his neck and looked down at the candle between you, jaw tight for a second like he was already regretting how honest he’d been.
you licked your lips, your feet shifting deeper under the blanket.
the soft fabric brushed against your thighs as you adjusted, suddenly aware of how quiet the room had gotten and how close he still was on the floor.
you raised your eyebrows a bit, voice soft but pointed. “i don’t deserve to feel good?”
choso’s eyes stayed on you for a second longer than usual. he rubbed the back of his neck again, the candlelight catching the way his jaw worked like he was choosing his next words carefully.
“that’s not what i meant,” his voice still low. “you deserve to feel good. just… not with somebody who’s gonna treat it like it’s nothing.”
he shifted on the floor, the soft bulge in his sweats more noticeable now that he’d moved, but he didn’t seem to notice. or maybe he did and just didn’t fix it.
the rain kept hitting the windows, slower now.
you pulled the blanket a little higher, fingers tightening in the fabric. “so what… you think i should just wait forever?”
choso looked at you again, eyes darker in the candlelight. “no. i think you should wait for somebody who actually gives a fuck.”
he leaned forward a bit, resting his forearms on his knees, the movement making the front of his sweats pull tighter for a second. “and that’s not most of the people around here.”
his voice stayed calm the whole time, but he acted like the words cost him more than usual.
you were quiet for a moment, staring at the candle between you. “…then who?”
choso’s jaw tightened. he looked down at his hands, then back up at you. “somebody who’s not gonna rush you. somebody who actually cares if you feel good or not.”
the words hung there. you could feel your face getting warmer under the blanket.
“…like you?” you asked, almost too soft to hear.
choso went still. the only sound was the rain against the glass. he didn’t look away this time. “i didn’t say that.”
but he also didn’t say no.
a few seconds passed before he spoke again, voice even quieter. “you sitting here asking me shit like this… and i’m your brother’s friend—shouldn’t even be talking to you about it.”
he rubbed his thumb along the edge of the candle base, eyes dropping for a moment. “but if somebody was gonna make sure you felt good… it shouldn’t be some random guy who doesn’t even know your name the next day.”
your lashes fluttered and you pressed your lips between your teeth, gripping the edge of the blanket. “choso…” you said his name in almost a whisper.
he shifted his eyes off the candle rim and up toward you. the candlelight caught the silver of his piercings as he looked at you properly, waiting.
you stood up and leaned down in front of him, your shorts rising high in the back and your tits almost in his face. the thin fabric of your top brushed against his cheek when you shifted closer.
“i don’t know how to ask for what i want…” you whispered, eyes dropping to his lips.
choso almost hesitated, his eyes not knowing where to focus but ending up on your lips. “then show me…” his voice low and rough, his hair falling further into his face.
the words made something pull tight low in your stomach. you could feel yourself getting wet already, the soft fabric of your shorts sticking slightly between your thighs as you stayed bent over him.
everytime you breathed, your chest brushed closer to his face, and the heat between your legs only got heavier.
you cupped his face, your lips only centimeters from his. choso grabbed your wrist, making it look small in his hand, almost stopping you.
he tilted his head, studying you. his lips pressed between his teeth for a second before he let them go, eyes still locked on yours like he was trying to decide.
the candlelight moved across the silver of his piercings as he stayed right there, your wrist still small in his hand.
“let me … show you,” you spoke breathlessly, the heat between your legs heavy and hard to ignore.
choso stared at your mouth for a second like he was still trying to talk himself out of it. then he leaned in and kissed you—slow at first, lips barely pressing, almost like he was giving you one last chance to stop him.
when you didn’t pull away he kissed you harder. his mouth opened against yours, tongue sliding in deep.
while his grip on your wrist tightened. you could feel how warm he was, how controlled he was still trying to be even as the kiss got wetter.
everytime you breathed into his mouth he answered with another slow drag of his tongue, like he was taking his time on purpose.
the front of his sweats was already getting tighter, and the heat between your thighs only got worse the longer he kept kissing you like that.
his free hand shoved up under your shorts without warning, grabbing a handful of your ass. he pulled you down onto him.
his dick pressed right against you. you couldn’t help but grind against him, the friction already making your clit throb.
choso guided your movements, both hands gripping your ass now, dragging you harder against him in slow circles.
the wet fabric of your shorts rubbed over the outline of his dick with every pass, and you could feel how hard he was getting underneath you.
a low sound left his throat as he kept pulling you down, making sure you felt every inch of the friction. your eyebrows slouched and you shifted your hands to his neck.
“shit…” he muttered against your mouth, still kissing you messy between the words. his hands squeezed harder, spreading you open so more of his bulge pressed against your pussy.
choso reached for your hand, breaking the kiss just enough to look at you. his eyes stayed locked on yours as he guided your fingers down and pressed them against the thick outlinein his sweats.
your palm wrapped around his dick. feeling how hot and he already was. he made you grip the tip, the fabric stretched tight over the head and a low groan left him when your fingers squeezed.
he kept his hand over yours the whole time, making sure you felt every inch of how hard he’d gotten from grinding against you.
choso held you up just enough to push your shorts to the side, the wet fabric sliding out of the way so nothing was left between his bulge and your bare pussy.
he didn’t waste time. his hands gripped your ass again and pulled you down, dragging the thick outline of his dick right through your wet folds. the heat of him pressed against your clit as he started grinding up into you in slow, dirty strokes, the fabric of his sweats getting soaked from how wet you already were.
every time he dragged himself against you, the head of his dick rubbed over your clit, making your thighs tighten around him. he kept the pace controlled but deep, using his grip on your ass to make sure you felt all of it.
after a while he reached down between you, pushing the front of his sweats lower so he could get his fingers on your clit.
he rubbed slow, firm circles right over your clit while he kept grinding the thick outline of his dick against your pussy.
“just like that… good girl,” he muttered, voice low and a little strained. his fingers didn’t rush, pressing and rubbing in steady circles until your legs started shaking around him.
you felt your stomach tighten as you came against his hand, creaming his fingers and the front of his sweats, your hips jerking while he held you through it.
he didn’t stop moving. once you finished he finally pulled his dick out, thick and heavy as it sprung free.
he pressed the bare head right against your wet folds and started grinding raw, sliding his dick slowly up and down through your pussy, coating himself in your cream.
“this what you wanted to show me?” he asked, looking up at you while he kept grinding against your pussy. his hands wrapped around your waist, holding you steady as he dragged his fat tip through your folds again and again, spreading your wetness all over himself.
every slow stroke made a soft, wet sound. the head of his dick caught on your clit on the way up, then pushed back down through your soaked lips, leaving a shiny trail of your cream along the underside of his dick.
you could feel how hot he was, how the tip kept dipping into you before he slid it back up.
choso’s grip on your waist tightened. he pulled you down harder against him, making the grind deeper, messier. your pussy was dripping onto him now.
coating the full length of his dick everytime he dragged it through you. the more he rubbed, the wetter you got, until your thighs were slick and every movement made soft, filthy sounds between you.
he slowed down after a while, breathing heavier, eyes locked on where his dick was sliding through your folds. he adjusted his grip and held you still, the thick head of his dick resting right against your entrance.
“just the tip,” he muttered, almost like he was warning himself
then he pushed up carefully, letting just the tip sink into you, stretching you open around him. a low groan left his throat as he started fucking you with only the head in slow, controlled strokes.
his hands slid down to your thighs, gripping them hard so he could keep you open. he watched every second of your pussy swallowing just the tip, cream coating it completely.
“keep this pussy open for me… shit—just like that.
“…good girl.”
your eyebrows furrowed as his tip kept stretching you open, the thick head pushing in and out of you.
“feels good?” he asked, still watching where he disappeared into you.
you nodded, breathing hard.
“use your words. tell me.”
he reached up and gripped your face, fingers pressing into your cheeks and squishing them a little as he made you look at him.
“tell me how good it feels…” his voice low and rough, still fucking you with just the tip while he held your face in place.
then he pushed more of his dick into you. your eyes rolled to the stars. his dick stretching you so wide a shaking breath left your lips.
“i-it’s too much—” you stuttered, voice breaking as he kept the slow, steady push, giving you more than just the tip now.
choso didn’t pull back. he held your face still and watched every reaction while he fed you another inch, the thick stretch making your pussy grip him tighter. your cream leaked around his dick, dripping down onto his balls as he forced your walls to take more.
“breathe,” he muttered, thumb brushing over your bottom lip while he stayed deep enough that the stretch burned. he rolled his hips in a small, deep circle, grinding the head against that spot inside you.
your thighs trembled around him and another wet spongey sound left you as more of your cream coated his dick.
then he started fucking into you for real. his abs rolled with every thrust, the hard lines of his stomach flexing as he drove up into you.
his hips lifted you slightly before dropping you back down onto his dick, making your body rise and fall with the motion. the thick length pushed deeper everytime, stretching you open around him while his hands stayed locked on your thighs, controlling how much of him you took.
your moans filled the room, almost drowning out the rain. choso tilted his head, hair falling into his face as he watched you whine and struggle to take his dick.
his sweatpants were bunched down around his thighs, thick strings of your cream breaking every time he pulled back and fucked up into you again.
he gripped your face harder, forcing you to look at him, then leaned in and latched onto your neck. he sucked hard on the soft skin while his abs kept rolling.
each deep stroke lifting you up and dropping you back down onto his dick. the wet, nasty sounds of your pussy taking him mixed with your broken moans as he kept fucking into you, not slowing down.
you reached down between both of you, palms pressing against his lower stomach as you tried to push off him, trying to stop him from hitting that deep spot so hard.
choso only smiled a little at the attempt. without pulling out he hooked his arms under your thighs and stood up in one smooth motion, still inside you. your arms immediately wrapped around his neck and your legs locked around his waist as he started walking.
after a couple steps his dick slipped out of you with a wet pop. he didn’t stop walking. he just adjusted his grip under your ass, holding you higher against his stomach so the wet head of his dick dragged against your folds with every step.
the apartment was still dark.
rain kept hitting the windows as he carried you down the short hallway, your bare thighs tight around his waist, the thick length of his dick trapped between your bodies, still slick from you.
every few steps he’d shift you higher or lower, making the head of his dick rub over your clit again like he was doing it on purpose.
he carried you into his room and laid you down on the bed. the rain was still hitting the windows.
the only light coming in faint from the hallway.
choso leaned over you and started kissing your neck, slow and open-mouthed. he sucked lightly on the spot he’d already marked.
then moved lower, dragging his lips down the center of your chest, over your stomach, taking his time.
every kiss was wet and deliberate as he worked his way down your body.
he kept going until he reached your hips, then lower, kissing along the soft skin of your inner thighs. he didn’t rush.
he kissed all the way down one leg to your ankle, then switched to the other, mouth warm and slow against your skin until he reached your feet.
only then did he come back up. he hooked his fingers in the waistband of your shorts and slid them off the rest of the way, tossing them aside.
he settled between your legs, spread them open with his hands, and finally put his mouth on your pussy.
he licked through your pussy slow at first, tasting how wet you still were, then pushed his tongue deeper, eating you out with long, messy strokes while your hands found his hair again.
the city lights flashed over him through the window, catching on the silver of his piercings and making them glisten every time he moved. his mouth stayed buried in your pussy, tongue deep and messy as he ate you out without slowing down.
he flattened his tongue and dragged it from your entrance all the way up to your clit in one long, wet stroke. then sucked your clit between his teeth the pressure tenses enough to make your hips jerk.
everytime your thighs tried to close around his head he pushed them back open with his hands
holding you spread so he could keep licking into you. the wet sounds were loud in the quiet room.
he fucked his tongue in and out of your pussy, then went back to sucking on your clit like he was trying to pull another orgasm out of you.
your stomach kept tightening. your fingers were locked so hard in his hair it had to hurt, but he didn’t stop. he just groaned against your pussy and kept going.
tongue and lips working you until your legs started shaking uncontrollably and the overstimulation made your whole body twitch under his mouth.
every suck sent sharp little sparks up your spine, too much and not enough at the same time, and he still refused to let up.
got it. won’t use that again.
your toes curled hard against the sheets as he kept licking at your clit, teasing it with slow, deliberate flicks of his tongue after how sensitive you’d already gotten. everytime your hips twitched away he just followed, holding your thighs open so he could keep working that same spot until your legs started shaking again.
he finally leaned up, his dick so hard it was almost stuck to the front of his wet fitted shirt. the thin material clung to the thick outline, a dark wet spot already spreading from how much you’d dripped on him earlier.
choso only admired the mess he’d made of you. your thighs were shiny and trembling, pussy still twitching and dripping onto the sheets under the faint city light.
“you look so cute like this,” he muttered, voice low and rough.
he crawled back up your body and kissed you, pushing his tongue in so you could taste yourself. while he kissed you he reached down, rubbed the fat head across your pussy—letting you feel how hard he was while his other hand stayed firm on your waist.
“i’m gonna put it in okay?” he broke the kiss, eyes on your face.
“all of it.”
your hands stayed wrapped around his neck.
your curls bounced as you nodded a little, still stretched from earlier. the tip of his dick pressed right against your hole, sticky and wet from your cream. his breath was warm against your mouth.
he started pushing in slow. the thick length stretched you open inch by inch until he was all the way inside, hips flush against yours. a low groan left him as he dropped his face into your neck, breathing hard against your skin.
you were completely full. the stretch burned in the best way. every inch of him pressing against your walls until there was nowhere left for him to go.
your pussy squeezed around him on its own, tightening without you meaning to, the stretch forcing another small sound out of you.
“shit— is it too much?” he looked at you, still buried deep, eyes searching your face while he stayed completely still inside you.
you could barely form words. your hands just scratched at his neck, nails dragging lightly over his skin.
“it’s—” your eyebrows furrowed up. “keep going please…” you whined a little, the stretch still making your voice shake.
the room stayed dark except for the faint city lights flashing through the window every few seconds, catching on the silver of his piercings and the wet shine between your bodies. rain kept hitting the glass in steady sheets.
before you could get comfortable with the stretch, choso leaned back and pulled your legs up, your feet resting against his shoulders.
“oh my go—” you wanted to put the pillow over your face. the way he looked down at you made your pussy throb. his shirt was still wet from earlier, hair a mess, grip on your ankle tight as he held you open.
“if it starts being too much,” his voice strained, “tell me… okay?”
he kissed your ankle and started fucking you slow, the thick length of his dick dragging in and out of you. every stroke made your pussy push out more cream around him, those soft, wet, spongy noises filling the room.
you had no choice but to look at him—the way his abs flexed, the way his eyes stayed on your face while he sank deep, the way your own legs stayed locked against his shoulders while he used the angle to push even further inside you.
you couldn’t help but moan, the pressure of him on top of you heavy as he pushed into your pussy, the thick length reaching so deep it felt like he was pressing into your guts.
you wanted to whine and tell him it was too much, but it felt so good you couldn’t make the words come out.
just another broken sound as he kept sinking into you.
choso started speeding up. the wet sound of your pussy taking him getting louder between the rain. his head pushed back for a second, a low groan leaving his throat, before he dropped his chin and looked down.
he watched his dick disappear inside you — the thick length stretching your tight pussy open around him with every stroke, cream coating him as he fucked into you deeper.
he reached down between your bodies and started rubbing your clit in tight, fast circles while he kept thrusting. your hips jerked hard under him at the sudden pressure.
“fuck—this pussy feels so good,” he muttered, eyes locked on where he was disappearing into you.
“oh my god…” his voice dropped lower. “i’m fuckin’ your pussy open…”
choso groaned, lips pressed between his teeth as his hips jerked. he forced himself to slow down, a long deep breath sliding from his mouth. he pushed your legs down harder toward your chest and let his full weight settle on top of you, squishing you into the mattress.
he pushed in deep, the fat tip of his dick pressing right up against your cervix.
“wait—wai—” you tried to get out, but your body tensed up instead, pussy squeezing even tighter around him.
he stayed right there, buried to the hilt, feeling every pulse of your walls trying to push him out and pull him deeper at the same time. his forehead dropped against yours for a second, breathing hard.
“fuck—your gonna make me nut—” choso groaned, still buried deep, hips twitching as your pussy kept squeezing around him. he pressed his forehead against yours, trying to stay still.
he only lasted a few more seconds before he started moving again. short deep strokes at first, then longer ones. he kept your legs pinned to your chest and fucked into you harder, the wet sound of your cream around his dick getting louder.
his abs flexed with every thrust. the veins in his forearms stood out from how tight he was gripping your thighs.
you could feel him getting closer by the way his grip tightened even more and his strokes started to lose rhythm.
he pulled out sudden, stroked himself twice, and came hard across your stomach—thick ropes landing on your skin while he groaned through it, the head of his dick still twitching.
he didn’t wait. still hard and shiny, he dragged some of the cum down between your folds with his fingers, lined up, and pushed back in. this time he fucked you harder from the start, deeper and faster.
everytime he bottomed out the veins in his arms flexed again, the sound of skin and wetness filling the room under the rain.
he kept the same hard pace, not giving you time to adjust. every thrust forced another wet sound out of you. his grip on your thighs stayed tight, holding you open while he fucked into you like he was trying to make up for pulling out the first time.
the bed creaked under both of you, mixed with the rain and the steady slap of hid hips against yours.
choso grabbed your neck, kissing it lightly before his grip tightened. his eyes stayed locked on yours as he watched you gasp, the pressure cutting your breath just enough to make your head light.
your pussy clenched hard around him in response, fluttering and squeezing with every short breath you managed to take.
he was just as wrecked. his dick throbbed raw and deep inside you, the thick length pulsing against your walls. his pink lips were still shiny from your cream.
everytime you convulsed around him he felt it and answered with another slow roll of his hips.
dragging himself almost all the way out before pushing back in.
“when your brother gets back…” he groaned, voice low and strained against your ear. the words vibrated against your skin while his hand stayed firm on your throat.
“when he walks through that door—you’re gonna look him in the face knowing i was just inside you.”
his hips kept rolling, long wet drags of his dick stretching you open. the sound of it was filthy & slow, cream spilling out around him with every deep stroke.
you could feel the heat of his body pressed fully against yours, the way his abs tensed, the tight grip of his fingers on your neck, the way your own pulse stuttered under his palm.
“tell him how wet you get for me. tell him how your pussy creams every time i fuck you deep like this.”
he squeezed a little tighter. your hands flew up to his wrist, fingers wrapping around it but not pulling him off. the lack of air made every feeling sharper—the stretch, the wet heat, the slow thrusts.
until all you could do was take it while he kept talking and fucking you through it.
“you’re gonna say,” he groaned mid-sentence, his dick jerking hard inside you, “that you love how i stretch this pussy out.”
he kept the slow, deep rolls going, the thick length dragging against your walls with every movement. the wet sound of your cream around him filled the space between his words. his hand stayed firm on your throat, thumb pressing just enough to keep your breath short and your focus locked on him.
“you’re gonna tell him how good it feels when i get all the way in,” he continued, voice rough, hips never stopping. every time he bottomed out his dick twitched again, like just saying it was getting him closer.
your legs stayed pinned, the stretch constant, the pressure against your cervix making your stomach tighten.
he leaned in closer, lips brushing your ear while he fucked you through the words. “say it for me… tell me how much this pussy creams for me.”
his grip on your neck flexed with the next deep stroke, and another pulse ran through his dick as he waited for you to answer.
you tried to speak but the pressure on your throat and the deep thrusts made the words come out broken. he didn’t ease up. he just kept rolling his hips, forcing you to feel every inch while he watched your face for the answer he wanted.
the bed creaked under the slow, heavy rhythm, rain still hitting the windows, and the only other sound was the wet drag of his dick moving in and out of you.
“tell me to pull out”
he didn’t slow down. the next stroke was harder, the thick head of his dick slamming against your cervix while his hand tightened around your throat. your vision flickered for a second from the lack of air and the deep pressure. his eyes stayed locked on your face the whole time, waiting.
you opened your mouth but nothing came out except a choked sound. your pussy clenched hard around him in response and he felt every bit of it.
“tell me to pull out—” he groaned, voice cracking a little. his hips stuttered. “—fuck,”
he was still buried deep, dick throbbing hard inside you, but the way he was breathing had changed. shorter. more desperate. his forehead dropped against yours and he tried to stay still, but every time your walls fluttered around him his hips twitched forward again.
he pulled his hand down from your neck to your tits, shoving your shirt up so he could grab them. you could finally breathe again, a sharp inhale filling your lungs while the dull ache of his grip lingered.
choso had held your neck so hard he’d already left a bruise, the skin marked where his fingers had been. he didn’t comment on it.
he just kept his hand on your chest, thumb brushing over your nipple while his dick stayed buried deep inside you, still throbbing like he hadn’t calmed down at all.
his hips started moving again, slower this time, like he was trying to be careful but couldn’t stop completely. he dropped his face into the side of your neck—right next to the bruise—and breathed against your bruised skin while he kept fucking into you in those short restless strokes.
the wet sound of your cream around his dick got louder with every thrust. he was clearly right on the edge, breathing hard, forehead pressed to your skin.
he suddenly pulled out with a wet pop. the thick head of his dick rested right against your entrance as he nutted.
hot ropes spilling directly against your hole and dripping down between your folds while he stroked himself through it, groaning low against your neck.
for a few seconds neither of you moved. just the sound of both of you trying to catch your breath under the rain.
choso finally leaned up a little. he looked down at the mess between your legs, then reached over and grabbed the edge of the blanket, wiping you off as gently as he could. his hand was still a little shaky.
“you good?” he asked, voice quieter now. he brushed some of your curls out of your face and checked the bruise on your neck with his thumb, frowning a little at how dark it already was.
“m-mhm.. i’m okay.”
you tried to sit up, but your legs were weak and still shaking under you. when you shifted, your thighs trembled and you had to grab his arm to stay upright.
then a hard knock sounded from the front door.
both of you froze.
another knock, louder. your brother’s voice came through the apartment, muffled but clear. “yo, choso my sister in there?”
choso moved first. he yanked his sweats back up, shoved his shirt down, and grabbed your shorts off the floor. “put these on. can you stand?”
you tried. your legs still shook too hard, so he had to steady you while you pulled the shorts up. he wiped the rest of the cum off the sheets with his shirt and threw it in the corner, then ran a hand through his messy hair.
“go to the bathroom. i’ll get the door.”
you made it to the bathroom on unsteady legs and shut the door, still shaking, the bruise on your neck throbbing while you heard choso open the front door and answer your brother in that same calm voice like nothing had happened.
“no way the power is still out.” your brother’s voice got closer inside the apartment, followed by the sound of the door closing behind him.
you rushed to the sink and turned on the water, splashing your face with cold water, trying to calm down. your legs still trembled under you. every time you shifted you could still feel the stretch and the wetness between your thighs.
outside the bathroom their conversation continued like normal… your brother talking about the storm and the power, choso answering in that same even tone he always used, like he hadn’t just been balls deep in you a few minutes ago. you could hear them moving around the living room, the soft clink of something being set down, completely casual.
you stared at yourself in the dark mirror for a few more seconds, heart still racing, the bruise already darkening on your neck. you pulled your shirt up higher to cover it as best you could, fixed your shorts, and finally opened the bathroom door.
you walked out into the living room limping slightly, trying to play it off. both of them looked over. your brother frowned a little.
“…you good?” he asked, eyes flicking from your face to the way you were walking. “why you limping?”
choso stayed quiet for a second, then a small grin pulled at the corner of his mouth. he licked his lips slowly, eyes flicking to you for just a moment before he looked away again.
you smiled, lashes fluttering. “i tripped running over here.”
you walked deeper into the living room, the candles burning low now, and sat near your brother. he looked at you for a second, frowning a little at the way you moved, before turning back to choso.
“anyway—” he started, digging into his book bag and pulling out the money he’d made earlier, going on about his errands like usual.
choso’s eyes kept shifting toward you the whole time. every time they did, you looked away, trying to act normal while the ache between your legs and the bruise on your neck still throbbed.
then the lights finally came back on. the sudden brightness made everything clearer — including the darkening marks on your skin that the candlelight had been hiding.
your brother kept talking for a moment, still counting the money, then glanced over at you again. “you finish your homework before the storm hit?”
you opened your mouth to answer, but his eyes dropped to your neck. he paused, frowning harder.
Anyways, my request is about a tiktok challenge but idk if you've been seeing it tho but the trend is about the reader who has like two people in her chat yeah? Wait Lemme do illustrate:
One random character: Send 🍒
Jobe: Heyy, could you send me the (idk)
Then the reader will now be like:
One random character: TF is this???
Jobe: oh wow....they're beautiful than I imagined
Eh eh? You get the style? I'll like that y'know? Cause Jobe is all shy and cute and sweet teeehee
N4sty Tells!Lamine Yamal x BlackFem!reader: You and Josh have been going through and rough patch in your relationship, but your beauty and tongue catches the eye of a footballer at an event.
R3y info! Slight angst for Josh and Reader, Fluff, established interest.
Sidenote: This was a little rushed so I hope it's still good and also @ilostmywingz I saw their post about wanting Lamine yamal fics so here we are.
𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙂𝘼𝙇𝘼 𝘽𝙐𝙕𝙕𝙀𝘿 as the people spoke openly. Today was a big opening for a new update to one the most famous fashion brands in Spain: Lastras de Marín everyone was there from all around the world for the opening. it was beautiful.
Lamine soon arrived with a few family and friends to the event, everyone came out the limbo dressed in fine black tie themed attire: it screamed elegancy. They gently walked through the crowd signing autographs and getting their photos taken by the hungry paparazzi, but soon made it inside with ease. Lamine let out a small sigh and continued to greet the other guests that soon came to speak to him.
"Buenas noches, señor, espero que esté disfrutando de esta hermosa noche a pesar de los paparazzi"(Good evening Sir, I hope you're enjoying this beautiful night aside from the paparazzi) he smiled shaking the man's hands and giving a gentle pat on the back. the conversation went by in a flash and soon everyone was sat down as they discussed the new product to the people willing to invest into working with them to promote it. Lamine's train of the thought soon failed him and his eyes started to wonder, they moved around the room a few rounds before landing on a woman that he couldn't imagine being real.
"puta mierda"(holy shit) he whispered causing Nico to look at him. "¿Qué, hermano?" he asked patting Lamine's arm and trying to follow his gaze.
"Mira, esa chica de allá es absolutamente impresionante. ¿Crees que tiene amigos para que puedas hacer de compañero para mí?" (Look, that girl over there she's absolutely stunning. do you think she has any friends so you can wing man for me?" he asked turning to look at Nico with deep desperation.
"¿Ella? ¿Estás tonto? Esa es la novia de Josh Acheampong"( Her? are you dumb that's Josh Acheampong's girlfriend) Nico quietly chuckled before turning back to the promotion of the project. Lamine groaned, but still had the will to talk to you, to see if you were promising, to see if that beauty goes beyond looks.
After the whole promotion presentation was over everyone made it the hall where the drinks, snacks and conversation was held. Lamine tapped his finger harshly against the glass clutched within his fingers. His eyes bolted from one section to another as he tried looking for the girl that capture his heart without even looking at him. and he need to find you soon. Nico soon walks next to him placing a hand on his shoulder noticing how tense he was.
"¿Todavía estás pensando en ella?"(still thinking about that girl?) he smirked giving his shoulder a squeeze before pulling away. "Cállate, no me distraigas, estoy tratando de encontrarla y no me estás ayudando"(Shut up, don't distract me I'm trying to find her and you're not helping) Lamine muttered through his braces glancing back at him. Nico bent forward in laugher. Lamine rolled his eyes and started walking off.
Nico coughed and went to follow him. "ella tiene una mejor amiga, ve por ella"(she has a bestfriend, go for her) "Nico, no quiero a su maldita mejor amiga, la quiero a ella. Ahora deja de distraerme a menos que quieras ser mi investigador de confianza"(Nico I don't want her fucking bestfriend, i want her. now stop distracting me unless you wanna be my right hand investigator).
"Y/n, you're making a big deal out of nothing. Grow up" Josh groaned while sipping at his drink and scrolling his phone. "You never want to do anything fun, we're in another country, the least we could do is take photos but nooo-you wanna be on your phone like its better than me being around" You sighed rubbing your forehead before straightening up your dress. Josh kissed his teeth making you roll her eyes and walk off to find your friend.
"what fucking fool does he take me for, I know he's been in that model's dms. I saw the notification. Stupid moron" You muttered while walking down the gala dodging anyone willing to talk to you. You didn't want to blow a fuse on them.
Minutes fly by and you soon find your best friend, Larina, speaking to one boy while another stood next to him.
" Ma putain de malchance"(just my fucking luck) you muttered sharply, before walking over.
Lamine looked up when he noticed someone moving in their direction and his heart stopped when he saw who it was.
Y/n stood beautifully, famous well known football reporter and small model on the side. Your hair stood out to him as his eyes trailed around your features, your eyes sharp like a hawk as if waiting at any moment to strike. Your body. Jesus Christ was it perfect. You had friendly smile but a toxic tongue.
"Larina what are you doing here, we got a photoshoot " You lied trying to grab her arm while Lamine watched you unconsciously. His eyes just couldn't leave you.
"I thought the photoshoots were later?" "No they're now, come on" You gently tugged on her arm before Nico cut in
"¿Estás seguro de que hay una sesión de fotos?"(are you really sure there's a photoshoot) he smirked turning his gaze to You.
" Yo no te estaba hablando a ti, si digo que hay, hay, no me "(. I wasn't talking to you, if I say there is, there is don't question me) You unconsciously spat.
Making Larina smack your arm.
"Perdona a mi mejor amiga, está un poco tensa en este momento."(Sorry about my best friend she's a little on edge at the moment) she said while gently waving her hands to show you meant no harm.
Lamine chuckled.
"you like being mean to people? Or is it a joke to seem scary?"he smirked leaning towards You, whose eyes narrowed at him.
"Si quieres decir algo, dilo."(If you wanna say something say it.) You crossed your arms and stepped forward to him making him chuckle softly and look down at you.
" Vamos a dar un paseo, creo que puedo animarte"( Let's go for a walk, I think I can cheer you up) He smiled and started walking off to the back garden.
" Misión cumplida, ¿ahora quieres tomar algo?" (Mission accomplished, now wanna get some drinks?) Nico nodded and followed swiftly after Larina.
The garden was beautiful. The fairy lights danced amongst the fresh green as if it was something out of a fairy tale. Your perfume filled Lamine's nose and Lamine's Cologne clouded yours. You walked silently to the small bench that sat under an arch of green.
A small gently huffed left Lamine's lips as he sat down.
"finally, peace and quiet" he said gently his accent standing strong on his tongue.
"why did you wanna bring me here?"
"you look angry, you feel angry... thought this will make you happy" he said softly.
"I feel angry? Funny" You rolled your eyes and turned your gaze forward.
"so.... You are? "He asked turning his face to You.
"Y/n l/n, you?" "Lamine yamal"
"I know that, your team speaks fondly of you in my interviews" "ah thank you, thank you" a small shy smile cracked onto his face revealing his braces. He looked cute.
"so why were you angry?"he asked softly turning his body towards you, your knees gently brushing against each other before you locked eyes for one second. You looked back at the greenery for a bit.
"it's my boyfriend. It's just. Fuck. He's-"You paused unable to communicate as your mind blurred with anger and hint of sadness.
"I think he's cheating on me. I know he is. He is. But I don't get why, I mean I'm not bad or bad looking. Maybe cus of how I am personality wise" Lamine eyes gently traced your face as if trying to read your emotions from the way your lips moved.
"so he's bad for you?" he asked, You nodded but kept yours eyes on the greenery, you felt like tears were stabbing at your eyes begging to be released, but you kept them caged.
"maybe it's because I'm too mean. Too rude. Too sharp in the tongue, ugh why am I telling you this? We just met, forget it. I'm sorry"
"What. No it's fine" "No it's not" "Y/n-" "Just shut up for second okay" Your voice cracked as you stood up. Lamine's face gently fell but not because of what you said but how you were holding back something that pained you.
Lamine stood up and gently moved closer to you.
" Aguantarse, es estúpido, vamos. Llora Y/n, llora"( Holding it in, is stupid come on. Cry Y/n, Cry) He said before gently turning you to him and hugging you tightly.
You complained and tried pulling away from him but you tears soon broke free and streamed down your face as you let go. The both of you lowered to the soft grass as Your eyes flooded with emotional relief.
Lamine's hands rubbed and traced patterns on your back gently humming something soft to ease you down. After a bit sniffles broke through the silence and You slowly pulled back. Your eyes were puffy but you looked more beautiful than anything Lamine's ever seen.
"Feeling better? "He asked softly your eyes steadily turned to him and you smiled softly with a light nod.
"thank you" "no problem I'll text my driver to come pick us up early and he'll drop you off at your place or hotel or what ever" Lamine smiled gently wiping the tears from your cheek then cupped your face for a bit. His eyes were stuck on your face making Your cheeks heat up.
"I'm not your phone screen, stop staring," you joked before pulling away. He chuckled and got out his phone to text his driver. You laid on the grass as you waited- talking about random stuff and finished off with sitting in silence. His heart was thumping at his chest like a beast awaiting attention while your heart fluttered gently.
Something was growing slowly between you two.
After an hour the driver arrived. You and Lamine snuck from behind and got in. Lamine told the driver where to go and You told the driver the hotel you'll be at.
You played mini games together. Laughter and comfort warmed up the car as You played. It felt better than what You and Josh had.
When You guys reached Your hotel, Lamine walked with you inside to check into your room and help you since he didn't want you being alone for a bit.
"this isn't the hotel I booked with Josh. I turned off my location and told my manager and mom that I'll be safe and sent them the address of the hotel but told them not to tell Josh while we were waiting for your driver. I need space from him."
"no you need to end it with him" Lamine corrected turning his eyes to You as you walked into the elevator.
"give me your phone, please" he said softly holding out his hand.
Your lightly raised a brow but gave him your phone. He typed for a while making you lean to check what he was doing.
He was adding his socials, and even his phone number into your phone. You giggled and went back to waiting.
Once he finished he placed your phone back into your hands but you didn't turn it on. You didn't want to distract yourself with it when you had a comforting presence near you.
He walked with you to the door of your room and paused by the door.
"I can't stay long, but Fue una noche genial para conocerte, deberíamos salir juntos alguna vez, quiero conocerte más" (I had a really great night getting to know you, we should hang out together sometime, I wanna get to know you more) he smiled and leaned in, giving your cheek a gentle goodbye kiss.
You smiled softly
" Avísame cuando estés libre, planearemos alrededor de eso"(Text me when you're free, we'll plan around that)
" Duerme bien Y/n, te enviaré un mensaje por la mañana."(Sleep well Y/n, I'll text you in the morning)
" Duerme bien, Lamine, te veo por la mañana, no me hagas esperar"(Sleep well, Lamine, see you in the morning, don't leave me waiting) You said teasingly before going inside.
Once your door closed, Lamine jumped in celebration before jogging down to the elevator.
He spam texted Nico about what happened between you and him with a grin on his face.
𝖨𝖬𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖺𝗀𝖾 💬
𝗡𝗶𝗰𝗼:
You're online, where the hell are you.
𝗟𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗲:
I took Y/n to the hotel after we hung out. I kissed her cheek and she didn't mind it.
𝗡𝗶𝗰𝗼:
YOU KISSED HER CHEEK???
𝗟𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗲:
I know I know. I'll tell you at the hotel.
Once Lamine got back home and told Nico everything. And soon told his mom everyone soon got excited at the fact Lamine had a new crush, but he brushed it off as just regular attraction. Nothing romantic.
Or was it?
Morning soon came and the birds sang their songs outside of Lamine's window. He groaned when his alarm went off and threw his pillow at it. He forgot that alarm was his phone. When realization hit him his snapped open and bolted out of bed to get it.
"Mierda, espera, olvídalo, está bien" (Fuck, wait never mind it's fine) he sighed in relief and texted You good morning at lightening speed. He decided to get ready for the day.
After a shower and changing Montage he stood by the mirror fixing his hair while singing a song that blasted from his speakers. An idea popped into his head and he quickly texted his driver to wait for him outside his hotel to run a little earn with him and make a pit stop.
He rushed down and climbed into the car with heavyweight excitement holding him from bouncing place to place in the car. First he got a bouquet of Lillies, a teddy bear and more. After a bit of running around he arranged a gift basket in the car and then asked the driver to take him to your hotel.
He texted Nico Along the way. His legs bounced gently as he thought about what to say when first saw you, he soon lost time was parked in front of your hotel.
" Será mejor que no la cagueI"(I better not fuck this up) he muttered before getting out of the car and heading inside.
He told the receptionist he's a friend of the woman in the room and showed proof and when she let him he quickly went up to the elevator.
On his way up he gently spoke to himself saying things to himself that he would like to say to you.
The doors soon slid open and he walked out, clutching the basket with his left hand while the right fixed his hair and lowered to dust his clothes. Even though there was no dust.
He knocked 3 times on your door before hearing a soft voice call out " Un segundo"(One second) before opening.
You stood in a cute backless summer dress with a bare face that made you seem better than you were last night, Your hair was laid in whatever style you chose to relax yourself in this morning. His lips quivered when his eyes noticed the small smirk on your face.
"you're here" you smiled softly.
" Te traje esto, un regalo de buenos días"(I got you this, a good morning gift) he said softly holding it out.
Your eyes widened and a grin broke onto your face.
"I was uhh thinking I'm free I Hope you're free and we could go out on like a hangout"
"just the two of 𝗨𝘀" he said softly.
Your quickly leaned in and kissed his cheek.
"Me encantaría eso"(I'd love that) "don't get too cocky though, I'm not that easy to get" You playfully snapped
" Me encantan los desafíos"(I love challenges) he smirked.
"Knowing I can't taste you like I want to makes me want you more"
N4sty Tells!Human Jobe x BlackFem-vampire!reader: Creatures every where in Birmingham, After telling himself it's all a lie- he meets two vampires, but one seems to be weakened by him.
R3y info!introduction to the series I've started, no warning, idk if it's fluff or angst. weird first meeting. mentions of brutality and harmful physical contact.
Sidenote: Ngl sorry this took way too long to come out. I'm working on it trust me
The low scaling sun shown down on the busy city, people moved around and chatter filled the air. A paper boy waved around the news paper; showcasing the heavy headlines that started to flood the town. Some stayed to get the news while others continued to pass by ignoring his every word as cried out "New heavy hitting news! Non humans roam amongst us! they roam around disguised as one of us! be careful or you'll be a victim". Non humans? Yes Non humans. The UK was crawling with them especially: Birmingham. Second biggest city, a breeding ground for the undead.
"Of course it's Birmingham, this is city is a playground for bullshit. At this point this whole vampire thing is just another thing for attention seeking" An old man complained as he passed by.
A few miles away, Jobe rose from his soothing slumber with a chest shaking grumble. His alarm blared the lyrics of a song that his ears couldn't register. Reaching over, he slapped his hand against the screen turning shutting it off. He pushed himself upright and rubbed his eyes, just as he was walking up his door flew open revealing an overly hyper Jude. "Mate wake up, come down and check this news, it's mad" "You want me to rush waking myself up for some bloody news?" "Jobe it's serious now come down now" with that Jude left leaving a mildly irritated on his bed.
A few minutes went by and he soon descend down the stairs still in his PJs. His mother, Denise motioned him to quicken his step to check out the TV.
"Today on BBC Headline, word has gone out that an outbreak of the undead is upon us. People saying and showing proof that there's vampires, ghouls and creatures roaming this very city with us as one. We're waiting on the description of each of the things I've listed above from the UK National Science, once we do get the information we'll be sure to put it but passing the screen time onto, James Aswell, he'll be talking to the people that have claimed to see these creatures. Onto you Aswell."
The camera flicked quickly to a new location, City Centre where a man was stood with a handful of people looking visibly shaken.
"Thank you, Terry. We are at the heart of City Centre ready to hear from the eyes, mouths and ears of those who have seen the monsters walk the very same ground we stomp on. You ma'am, could you explain what you saw?" His voice came out calm, easy trying to allow to feel comfortable sharing what she had seen.
"Right, I was walking down to the corner shop near my house when I saw this wolf thing staring me down like i was a pack of ham. It's eyes were purple almost lavender. Then blinked it was gone." A shaky whimpered followed her statement as she relived this the moment.
"what about you?" he questioned turning to the old man to his right.
"I was just having a smoke out my house, I see this lanky woman pass by. I greeted her, said "Good evening" she said nothing she just turned her head and looked at me, she looked at me her eyes were pitch black no white. Then a snake tongue poked out from between her lips before she disappeared like it was nothing"
Jobe rolled his eyes, "I can't believe you guys are being this gullible, you're telling after hundreds of years of vampires, werewolves and snake people just being a bunch of fictional horror now they're real. You really need to stop watching the news if this is what it's showing" He grabbed the remote and turned the TV off.
"It's the news and you heard those people. Jobe, me and your father want to make sure you're safe. I don't want to lose you to those monsters!" Denise interjected as she stood up reaching for the remote. "Mum, I'm not getting harmed by scary campfire stories living in the UK. I'll be alright"
A defeated sigh slid through her lips. "Just be safe is all i mean"
"I will mum, don't worry" he said before heading upstairs to get ready to head out with his friends for a day out.
2 hours later he came downstairs fully dress, He checked his phone as it read "12:34pm" and nodded.
"Alright! I'm heading out now, I'll be back around the time I get tired of strolling around the City"
"Jobe, sweetheart come on. You just heard the news are you sure you want to be roaming around like this?" Denise said while walking to the front door. "Mum, I'm a Big boy. I think i can handle some skimpy creatures. I see you later. I Love you" He gently planted a kiss on her forehead and gave her a warm hug before walking out the door.
He strolled the street his eyes gazing around, each corner, every window, every post he passed had something about this stupid creature invasion. "Could the public be any more dense" he thought to himself as he glanced one of the signs that spoke about the human like reptiles. "I think people gotta lay off the Sci-if fics, this is getting ridiculous"
He made it to the square and entered a small café where his friends decided to meet up, he dapped them up, gave a few head nods then sat down on the outter part of the booth seat. "Right, we're in the square, i have to do something fam." Carney chuckled while he skimmed the menu.
"Maybe we can hit that fun zone place that's like 15 minutes from here" "So i did all that walking just for you tell me i need to do more walking?" He said to Stanley "Are you joking mate?" "Don't be such a fat geezer it's just 15 minutes mate" Jobe rolled his eyes and placed an order once the waiter came. While everyone chatted Jobe tuned off and went onto his phone skimming through his fyp page.
While he was scrolling something flashed past him, making him jolt in his seat, he paused for a minute, purple eyes flashed in his memory sending a shudder down his spine "You alright there mate?" Manny asked noticing his weird body language, "Yea-yeah, just a draft hit me, that's all" he shrugged before going back onto his phone, but the color, the eye shape was burned into his head like a warning.
Something wanted him.
The men got up and started to head out with their orders down to the fun zone that Stanley suggested earlier. The streets were busy again, but more and more people carried protection. Stakes, garlic, silver, everything that was every horror fic beast's worst nightmare was kept in the clutches of the civilians like they were preparing for a low blow war. Jobe's face scrunched in annoyance at how people believed such a bed time story like myth.
"I can't believe everyone is falling this nonsense" "What you'd mean?" Carney's eyes turned to him "This whole thing of 'Creatures this and creatures that' is really getting on my nerves and I'm so tired of hearing it, This isn't Dracula or Frank stein but look where these people's heads are going off to. It's so stupid" Carney chuckled softly "Is it that annoying?" "yes, I don't get what's funny?" "You, why are you so bothered if it doesn't exist? just move on with your day, let the people think what they want to think and you think what you want to think" Jobe paused for a moment before turning to look at him, faint sigh escaping his lips before giving him a gentle nod.
"There you go mate" he said before walking on, Jobe followed but his mind still couldn't let it go.
They made it to the fun zone and went, the decided to head to the trampoline part area and play around for a bit, They dove into the foam pits, flipped around on the trampolines. After a bit they decided to play a friendly game of bouncy football. Manny grabbed one of the balls and stood by Stanley while Jobe moved to Carney.
"Let's play then" The game started with a light hearted kick before things got competitive, a few goals were scored, groans and playful trash talk was shared. Now it was time for a small penalty shootout.
Manny went first and stepped up as Goal keeper, Carney kicked and it went into the goal. "Yes man" Jobe smiled and dapped him up, Then Came Stanley's turn and Jobe was goal keeper, A swift kick from Stanley and it went into the goal. "It's just easy luck" Jobe remarked as he got up to do his turn.
Jobe set his ball and decided to have some fun with it since they were on a bouncy surface, he wanted to do a bicycle kick, he set it up and jumped for the kick when something flashed by sharp yellow eyes flashed in his mind blinding him. He dropped back onto the trampoline with a weak huff. "What the fuck was that?" He grunted looking around. "You saw that flash too?" Carney asked before earning a weak nod from him.
"What are you two on about?" Stanley and Manny asked confused. "nothing lets just finish the game" Jobe cut in as he stood up. He continued the game him and Carney sadly lost due to the flash that was burned into their brains distracting them.
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Soon the sun started nod into its fitful rest in the sky, slowly dropping from low orange hues to dark blue-ish darkness. The boy were in the restaurant finishing up their meal when Jobe checked the time "20:48" His eyes moved to look out the window as the streetlights filled the dark night and clouds parting aways to reveal the moon.
"It's getting late, I need to get home before my mum starts worrying" He mumbled while standing up, he dapped up Carney and the rest before walking into the dark night of Birmingham, Strong howls filled the air as he walked down the streets. He felt like a gaze was heavy on the back on his head, continued to walk thinking that if he gave whatever was watching, his attention things would surely get worse.
Bitter thirst claimed his tongue as he strolled down the empty streets, his eyes moved around the area hoping to find something to help with was stuck on his tongue.
Five minutes of walking went by and Jobe was getting annoyed that some of the corner shops were closed, until he stumbled upon a 24/7 hour corner shop. "Perfect" he mumbled before walking in. A sharp ding rang through as he pushed the heavy door open the cool air of the corner shop cooled on his forehead as he stepped in, his large frame filling up the space between the aisles.
He moved towards the drinks area, eyes slowly followed his movements carrying a heavy predatory hunger, He looked around after feeling the gaze. Nothing. He shook his head and called it late night paranoia before grabbing pineapple juice and heading for the counter. "Just this mate" he said softly pulling out his card. The cashier nodded "What is a young man like you roaming the streets like this....it's dangerous" Jobe sighed "It's nothing mate, whatever the city has got going on is barely any of my business" he shrugged.
"And anyways I could be asking you the same thing, What are you doing running a corner shop this late at night?"
"I see what you did there, I'm fine, I came prepared if anything was ready to attack" he motioned back to the Stakes, garlic and one shotgun. "Right" Jobe nodded slowly and tapped his card on the machine. "Stay Safe" "I will" Jobe said before leaving the place without another word.
A figure flashed by the cashier and after Jobe, The cashier's slowly snapped wide and heavy gust of wind that followed him. "Odd" he mumbled before going back to checking his things. He walked down the street chugging down his drink while scrolling on his phone, noticed the many messages that flooded his phone from his parents asking how far he was from home.
The same purple eyes burning holes at his back, watching him walk down the road, taking in his large size...measuring their meal.
While Jobe passed through the park near his house, his body locked mid step. He wasn't doing that. He could still move his head and such but he was frozen from the neck down. Fear started to pulse through his veins as he looked around "what the fuck" he snapped sweat slowly forming on his head.
"Don't worry love, It'll only pinch a bit" A voice whispered into his ears as a bat shifted into a woman, She stood quite tall, her cool almond skin felt cold, rather sticky against his, a sharp tongue trailed around his neck, teasing his pulse point, Those eyes. The same icy lavender eyes that flashed with greed and lust in his mind, his lip slowly started to quiver as her lips slowly pulled back to reveal the razor sharp fangs. He could already feel the sting of what was yet to come.
As she lowered her head down to bite down on him, a heavy fist connected with her face ending her flying back fast into a tree snapping it in two.
"Don't you understand the idea of dibs, Tisha" The voice rather smooth Jobe's eyes moved to in front of them and there you stood, your knuckles sightly bruised from the force of the punch. The sharp bright yellow eyes paused onto him, your pupils slowly narrowing into slits. You raised your hand to touch his face, but a hand grabbed your wrist and threw you back. You landed on your feet and looked up. A wicked smirk plastered on Tisha's face. "Aww, But I like this one, he's cute looks like he tastes good too"
You hand raised and clenched into a fist, Tisha jerked forwards and let out a choked out cry as your force wrapped her neck tightly. "I said 'I called dibs'" your voice ran cold, Jobe watched the whole thing with eyes as wide as saucers. "FINE!" she gasped, you rolled your eyes and tossed aside before floating to Jobe, You stood in front of him. "Like she said, this will only be a pinch" You smirked and leaned in to sink your fangs into his neck when something hit your senses making your head snap back, your pupils dilating until the yellow disappeared from your eyes.
You breath shook as you stepped back, your force grew weak and soon released his body. He swayed for a bit, but once he was able to move his feet he started to back away slowly before sprinting off. You didn't move your breath slowly shook before you dropped onto your knees in confusion. "what the fuck" you muttered as your started to bounce and blur.
You slowly took a breath before pushing off of the ground, you glanced at Tisha before before taking off, quickly shifting into a bat and flying into the dark night.
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Jobe made it home.
He quickly slammed the door shut and pressed his body against it, his heart thudding at his chest. Vampire. He was just face to face with vampires. His eyes moved around the room like he was ready for it to spin. His breath shook at his lips.
"Donut is that yo-" Jude said while coming from the kitchen, and paused at his brother's shaking and hyperventilating on the cool wooden floor. "MUM! DAD! I think Jobe is having a panic attack!" he called out as he rushed over to Jobe.
He got him onto the couch as his parents rushed down to help him.
"Oh my word" Denise whispered while trying to help him calm him down.
After 10 minutes Jobe's breathing eased as he slowly sipped the tea that was handed to him. "What happened mate?" Mark asked softly wrapping his arm around his shoulder. "I was coming back home...and- I...The creatures are actually real" He whispered "You saw one?" "Two...they were Vampires I think, One had purple eyes, One had Yellow. They wanted to bite me...the purple eyed one almost got me, but the yellow eyed on didn't let her. She tried biting me to, but she pulled away too quick before she could and just- stared at me"
"fucking hell, you almost got bitten, at least you're okay" Jude said before rubbing his shoulder.
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"YOU LET HIM GO!?" "I know it was dumb, but i couldn't bite him something stopped me, I don't know what" you said while leaning against the counter as you elder guide, Lavine scolded you.
"Never in my years of serving this family have I met a born hunter unable to hunt!" She snapped rubbing her forehead. "you're making a big deal out of it, it was just one human" your eyes slowly rolled before landing onto her again.
"Just one! we were supposed to look like a myth, to feast in the shadows and you're saying it was just one, Look me in the eyes and tell me you're nothing, but a bitter fool for letting something like that slip past your fangs" Her deep blood red eyes focused on your burning yellow one, you let out a huff and rolled yours eyes. "I couldn't bite him...something pushed me away, it made my skin warm" you sighed walking to the kitchen opening the cage to the tiny hare.
You used your strength to snap his neck and sunk your teeth into its flesh draining the floor straight from the veins that pumped the blood through- quick with fear. "You couldn't bite him?" "No"
"Just drop it, I'm already tired and jolted by the whole thing" Lavine sighed "Y/n D'Acry, you're putting the creatures at risk...especially the vampires" "Thanks for the fun fact" you spat as you tossed the dead dried up hare at her before storming off to your room.
You laid in bed staring at the ceiling before thinking back to the situation. Every time his face flashed in your mind something snapped you pupils wide, he scent still lingered in your senses. You let out a sigh and tried closing your eyes.
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The morning news broke through the Bellingham home.
"On today's news he finally disclose what creatures have been roaming around Birmingham, What features they have, and what abilities they posses. We'll be going from weakest to strongest. Ahem first on the least and the weakest of them all: Zombies and Dryad. The Zombies are rather weak from the rotting flesh that slows their movements down. You could easily fight them off just avoid getting bitten because they're bite will send parasites all over your body to cause your body to eat itself and decay. for the Dryad can be killed by lighting them like a bonfire, Just hope they don't scratch you because you'll obtain poison Ivy rashes."
"Moving onto the Spiders, Ghosts and Robots: these three rank up to second place on the strength list, Spiders like the ones you find in the wild, one bite could send you to your death bed, they tend to have heavy acne as humans which is actually high levels venom stores, They wear glasses to hide the extra eyes they possess.
Ghosts, they turn from flesh and bones to nothing but a gust of wind, but what makes them so special? they possess their hosts and break you down from the inside. In human form they tend to look pale, sickly, like a gust of wind could take their lives in an instant.
Robots, Like the terminator they look like one of us, but something underneath the surface is far from human. They are rather strong, could snap you in two like a twig but anything liquid that's not motor oil or fuel would send them into a short circuiting blaze. Be mindful and keep a drink on standby"
"Now for the strongest out for the bunch, Werewolves and Vampires. God these are the worst to deal with and the problem is that they come with levels. Werewolves are the typical ones you read about but now with amplyflied strength that could rip anything in its way apart. The older the wolf the strongest. young adult are the strongest from what the report says so please stay aware.
Vampires. The strongest one out of everyone, They disguise themselves perfectly as one of us down the last feature, But they come in categories. Lavender or purple, is the weakest but still stronger than a werewolf or robot. Deep red is fully trained with high strength. Yellow is the strong heavily unstable. These Vampires possess abilities you're not able to defeat unless you have the old garlic and stake, but I think that won't work on a Yellow eyed vampire."
The family watched silently before Jobe's voice cut through. "That one" he muttered "What?" Jude said while turning to him.
"The Yellow eyed one...she almost bit me, but she didn't. She just- froze and let me go"
"How special do you have to be for the strongest one on the list to let you go off the rip?" "I don't know, But thank goodness he was special enough...Maybe lucky"
"Now that we know what to look for; we have to stay safe. No risk taking" Mark announced while turning off the TV.
Birmingham and the Bellinghams move around as normal trying to forget what happened and eyes stayed peeled on the family. A Blood war has started and everyone wanted to win it.
I have like a little question, if I think a certain hairstyle would suit the reader in certain occasions like lets say "oh the black reader has box braids", is that making the reader my oc now?
