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Having to pack up now. I'll just go back to the spot I was before between the gas station and the hotel. There is a small building there I can use so I won't be exposed outside 💦
It's getting dark now, I caught a cold. I am ok now it's just cold outside.
There was a little rain so that's good, it's just stuffy in the area I am in. Just please keep boosting so I can get some more nights in a hotel so I don't have to sleep out here! Every support would help alot. I'll keep updating!
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by blushinglavender
my girlfriend wanted to share this voice note i sent her while she was away on a business trip without me. she sent me a topless pic from the hotel bathroom and i was instantly soaking wet and begging her to come home. can you believe she left me home alone to take care of my own orgasms
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summary: y/n stands on her words until her sober thoughts come out from drunk actions....
warnings: big baby jermajesty alert ‼️, alcohol, angst (idk if this really is tbh..but yea)
A/N: Sorry for the delay !! But here you guys areee, I feel like I did better than out of all the chapters I’ve already written!!!! I do apologize for the slacking! Work has been getting me bad! Enjoy lovelies <3
When you finally arrive at your empty apartment, all the emotions just release from you as the front door closes.
The regret, overthinking, sadness, and most of all the anger. Not that you were angry at Jermajesty or Mariah but yourself. The fact that you allowed him to come back. Knowing it was going to be a never ending cycle with him. But you just couldn't accept it especially because of the way he looked at you like every word he said to you that night was true. And you still believed him. Believed every single word.
You took yourself to the kitchen to get a cold glass of ice water, trying to ease the ringing headache from your overwhelmed emotions and the alcohol.
You took yourself to your room, slipping on a matching black set, washing off your makeup and tears, and put on your bonnet while praying that tomorrow will get better.
You finally get yourself into bed putting on your comfort show, you get yourself to finally drift to sleep.
While you slept, your phone rang, vibrated, nearly all the above a phone could do by the one and only. Jermajesty.
Jer: baby please. she's lying.
Jer: I meant every word sweets. My precious y/n please answer.
One call....missed
Another......missed
Jer: my precious girl, please I mean't every word. Please let me show you and tell you the truth my sweet girl. Y/n please.
Then another call......missed
Another......missed
The cycle never ending. A couple texts then, a call or two. He knew you were probably sleep so he called one last time just to be met with your beautiful voice for a voicemail. He really did mean every word that night. Even though Jermajesty’s actions might not always match his words, he means every damn word.
You woke up that morning, with your phone completely blowing up from the fight. You groaned realizing why it blew up so much. You yanked the blanket off of your body, walking into the bathroom doing your morning bathroom rituals.
Trying to think of anything else but it always landed back on him. You knew it wasn't going to get any better if you didn't get yourself a distraction quick. You walked to your nightstand grabbing your phone, being met with the one you needed a distraction from. Jermajesty.
15 calls missed and nearly 15 over unread messages. You read all of them. The ones where he tells you that she’s lying, and he misses you already, and ofc “I really want to work this out ma” but keeping your promise to yourself, you leave him on read and try to go about your day without him.
Jermajesty wakes up expecting somewhat a text or call back. No. He got nothing not even a reaction to the text. He nearly jumps out of his bed out of confusion and shock by your sudden change of actions.
He knew that a couple text wouldn’t make everything alright and good immediately but just being left on read? Was very unexpected especially by you. Y/n the girl that always has something to say during cases when you two are not in the best stage.
He knows he needs to do something. Not because he’s just trying to make you happy. But he’s finally realizing that he does want no no needs you. And no one can never come near where you’ve been for the past 3 years.
So he calls the one who knows how to apologize better than he does. Jaafar. He dials Jaafar like he’s 911.
“Mm hello?” Jaafar speaks into the phone. “J help a little brother out. Y/n isn’t answering my text” he said a crack in his voice, the realization hitting him hard. “Jer man if you genuinely want this yo-“ “I do want this Jaafar. She doesn’t compare to anyone not Mariah not anyone.” Jermajesty interrupts the trembling in his voice very obvious now, while paces around his room. Tears teasing his eyes.
“Are you crying man?” Jaafar asks confusion and shock in his voice. Jaafar takes a minute to speak again realizing that his brother is in love. Jermajesty wipes his tears before they fall farther down his cheek, sniffling quietly. “Shit- yes man I am, I really want to do this right and show her that” he said slowing his pacing in his room.
“Well you said your answer right there Jer. If you want to show her that you want to do it right. Then show her. She’ll see it more in your actions then your words man” Jaafar says. “Alright man, thanks” Jermajesty replies, “yea and don’t wake me up at this time again” Jaafar says before ending the call.
Your apartment is filled with the warmth and softness from the oldies playing through your tv and the rain falling down on your windows. You stand there making yourself a cup of coffee until you hear a knock at your door.
You walk up to the peep hole to see Jermajesty in a grey hoodie with black sweats. You sigh before opening the door knowing this can go both ways. Jermajesty stands there holding your favorite flowers. He looks down at you and his eyes, and breathing just relax. "Hey baby" he says smiling gently.
Was he crying earlier? you thought to yourself based off his puffy eyes and red nose. "Jer what are you doing here?" you ask crossing your arms, "can I come in?" he asks looking back down at his feet, avoiding your eyes. You move aside allowing him to come inside.
He slides off his shoes and turns around giving you the flowers. "I got these for you" he says bringing that smile back. "Thank you but you never answered my question" you said grabbing the flowers and setting them gently on the counter. re-entering the kitchen pouring yourself a cup of coffee.
He watches your movements like he's relearning them. "I came over to....I don't explain myself" he said walking over to the living room sitting on the couch. You soon follow after him, sitting on the opposite side of the couch crossing your legs. "What is there to explain Jermajesty? You did what you always do again." you say shaking your head before taking a sip of your cup of coffee.
"But that's the thing Y/n, I didn't. I never and I mean never went to her house that morning. I went to Jaafars like I told you" He said looking at you with nothing but the truth in his eyes. You shift a little being reminded of how you felt last night. "Jer how can I know that though? We've been in this situation to many times." you say tiredly. Putting your coffee down.
He sighs knowing your right. "Please Y/n just this once one more time we give it a chance one more time" he pleads looking at you with his glossy eyes. He feels the tears stinging at the brink of his eye. He quickly looks away. Rubbing his eyes with his sleeve. "Jer baby we've both said this to many times. We have to let go" you say knowing that your heart is saying something else. You stand up and watch him. The hard act, the nonchalantness, all of it just gone.
You can't watch this scene of him falling apart knowing you are too. "I- I think you should...leave" you say looking down at your feet. He looks up, watching you as you look back at him. Trying to find that you don't actually mean it. He finds it but he sees something else more than what he's actually looking for.
He slowly stands up, walks over slipping his shoes back on. He looks back at you. "I'm still going to try for you no matter what." he says with his eyes somewhat red. You gasp slightly at the hurt in his eyes. "Jer..." you say. As he walks out.
As he leaves you feel that empty void again. The one you don't want to fill but know you need to. You can't help but let the tears fall. You hug yourself shaking your head not allowing yourself to accept that you ended it.
Jermajesty kept his word. He made sure to keep sending flowers, constant calls, sending your favorite food or snacks if it was raining. You were starting to get used to it until he started sending letters. The letters filled with memories he loved over the years you two have shared or the small habits you had that he loved. He was making it hard and he knew he was.
After a couple weeks the flowers, food, calls, and letters all stopped once. You obviously noticed. First it was the calls, which you didn't pay attention that much. But then it was the food, then the flowers, then the letters. The only thing you actually noticed. Jer’s letters always meant the world to you, because he used to write one for every year you two made along side each other.
One night, you and your were out at a local bar. You decided you needed this so when drinks were offered you took them. Every drink participating in your now somewhat blurred vision, your wobbly walk, and the one person you can't stop thinking about.
A random dude came up and asked if you wanted to dance. You agreed but mid dance you turned around and looked at him with confusion, "You're not Jermajesty" you say to him pushing him off of you. He scoffs at your sudden actions. You walk outside, feeling the nice breeze. Sitting down on the curb, allowing all of the memories, and thoughts of Jermajesty fill your brain. You feel a sudden coolness on your face you then realize you're crying.
You soon get interrupted with your deep drunken thoughts by your best friend, "omg Y/n there you are. what's wrong my love?" she asks sitting beside you, bringing your head in her chest, caressing your braids. "I miss him. I just want to be in his arms again." you say finally admitting it out loud. Sobbing harder than before. Your best friend looks down at you. "Babes do you really mean that or are you drunk?" she asks chuckling lightly, earning small laughter from you. You sniff wiping your nose and tears. "I mean it. I spent nearly four years loving him bsf/n” you say sobbing all over again.
“Shhh it’s okay it’s okay” she says grabbing out your phone and calling Jermajesty. She dials his phone, letting it ring, an immediate answer. “Hello?” He says voice, rough around the edges with sleep. “Hey Jer can you come pick up y/n? She’s really drunk and all she asked is for you” your best friend replies, still caressing your hair as tears still fall down your cheeks. He quickly gets out of bed, rushing himself to get some clothes on, “Uh yea I’m on my way” he says through the phone, already exiting his apartment.
After a long 15 minutes of you crying and asking your best friend if he’s coming, he finally arrives. He parks right infront of you and your best friend sitting on the curb. Jermajesty quickly gets out the car walking over to you, “hey pretty girl, I’m here okay?” He says wiping your tears off your cheeks. “Missed you so much Jer” you say immediately bringing him close with your arms around his neck, sobbing harder. He picks you up with you being held in bridal hold. “I missed you too my baby, let’s get you back to your place” he says walking towards the car, thanking your friend for calling him.
The car ride is filled with your sobs, and you over explaining your recent actions. “Shhh it’s okay baby” he says placing his hand on your thigh. You begin to calm yourself down with him by your side. You two soon arrive at your apartment complex. He continues to hold you in that bridal position as you two get in the elevator leading up to your apartment. You really look at him through your drunken eyes, “you’re so pretty Maj” you say bringing a hand to his jaw then wrapping it back around his neck. “Thank you mama, where’s the keys pretty girl?” He says walking towards your apartment door.
Jermajesty lets you out of his hold and allows you to unlock the door after like 8 mins of you fumbling with the key. You open the door and turn back around hoping he’ll still pick you up. He chuckles before doing as you said. He leads you to your bed, taking off your heels and putting your hair in a high bun. “Mm Jer can you get me some water” you ask snuggling into your bed. He goes and gets you your water. When he comes back he’s met with your tears once again, “what’s wrong mama?” He asks rushing over sitting on the edge of the bed facing you. “I miss you. I miss our little runs before lectures or our stay in nights.“ you say sniffling, wiping your nose with the back of your hand.
Jermajesty looks down at his hands. He misses that. “I miss it too angel, but let’s get some sleep first and then we can talk about it okay?” He asks, wrapping you in your comforter. As he’s about to walk out, you quickly catch his wrist. “Mm no no Jer stay in here with me. Missed your touch” you slur out sleepily shaking your head. He takes a moment before climbing into bed. You snuggle into his chest as he brings his arms to wrap around your back and waist, rubbing your back up and down contributing to you falling asleep.
Before you fall into deep slumber you hear Jermajesty speak into your hair, “I love you so much” he says then kissing on top of your head.
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no cause i need a lesbian to cockwarm soooo bad
i js wanna sit on her lap while she plays a game or does her work and every time i move she grips my hips tighter
the second i relax she shifts slightly and makes me whine
“such a good girl keeping mommy’s cock warm”
“keep moving and see what happens”
“what’re them pretty noises for puppy?”
“such a whore for mommy, aren’t ya?”
