college!au stack being obsessed with his cute, sweet girlfriend. (nsfw under the cut)
you two got an off-campus apartment right after you became upperclassmen. he let you put your plants in every corner of the place and your incense in a jade vase on the little kitchen island. the clean scent reminds him of you— all vanilla and coconut soap.
waking up next to you doesn't feel real to him. he's afraid that you'll slip through his fingers like every other feeling of happiness he's had in a while. however, he watches the way the sunlight catches in your collarbone and in your eyes, and he hears you murmur "elias" in that soft, sweet tone, and he pushes the uncertainty away. tells you your morning breath could peel paint instead (but still pulls you closer, hands around your ribs to make sure you have breath in your lungs).
thinking about stack shoving his hand down your shorts as soon as he comes home from work and sees you. you in your cute little pajama set, red with a black bow on the waist. he walks into your room to see your smile as soon as he says, "hi, baby" and instead he's the one smiling at the sight of your ass hanging out of your shorts. all he wants to do is turn the lightwash fabric dark with all of your slick.
"this all mine, huh?" "been thinkin' about this pussy all day..."
➠ notes: when sinners is such a wonderful movie metaphorically, cinematically, and emotionally, that i start writing again. wow....
smoke.
⭑ he's a businessman that leaves your apartment for days at a time, but when it comes back to you, he's all elijah and no smoke. you're his peace, and when he hugs you, his arms snake around your lower back as he takes in your familiar scent.
⭑ he calls you his lady when he's outside. makes sure everyoneee knows y'all go together real bad.
⭑ he's normally so stoic, but when you're in his lap, he's incredibly unrestrained. gets kiss-drunk reallll easy. immediately flips your position to kiss you stupid too so you're grasping at him and rolling your hips closer to him.
"girl, you a damn distraction. keepin' me away from my work... you miss me?"
⭑ definitely has a sleeve tattoo.
⭑ he loooves r&b. definitely has a vinyl player in his house. he listens to sade, d'angelo, musiq soulchild, brandy, lauryn hill. on occasion, he'll put on some j. cole or kendrick. he listens to the type of music where you're like "whatchu know about this?"
⭑ looooves it when you hang onto his arm in public. he be trying to hide his smirk.
⭑ enjoys taking down your braids with you and washing your hair. he finds the intimacy of it so peaceful.
⭑ very intuitive to your needs. he can sense when your mood shifts on a dime.
⭑ he's a person who adores acts of service even though he would never admit it to you. his frown deepens when he gives you a black card of his, and he gets no notification of it being used.
⭑ he realized that you were the one the day he opened up to you frfr. he was talking about his father and other people that have hurt him, and you kissed his chest because "it was the closest i'll get to kissing your heart." that day he knew he wanted to take care of you the same way you adore him forever.
stack.
⭑ he tries out an assortment of nicknames on you to see which ones make you flounder a little, let out a small sigh of contentment. he settles on angel, pretty girl, and the occasional drawl of baby. if you send him a selfie of you that's particularly striking, he'll call you his dime piece.
⭑ loves a brat. ohhhhh, he adores the chase. the eye rolls, the lash flutters, the teasing— it excites him. the more you pout and sass, the wider he grins. he likes it when you yell at him (playfully.) when your glossed lips start to move a bit faster and there's a fire in your eyes.... his dick twitches a little.
⭑ y'all have matching grillz.
⭑ this nigga loves physical affection. always has a hand on you, whether it's your lower back when you're wearing a sundress or your ass in the jeans he bought you. when you two are cuddling at night, he would literally climb into your skin if he could.
⭑ y'all be weird as hell together... when he's in the privacy of his own home, stack's weird as fuck. he lets you "bite" him. the better phrase for it would be lightly sinking your teeth into his bicep, but his ass will narrow his eyes and stare at you as if he didn't shove you off of him.
"my girl a freaky lil' shit..."
⭑ he has the music taste of a whore. i'm talking partynextdoor, brent faiyaz, smino, don toliver, dvsn, and miguel. he kisses his teeth whenever you put your playlist on in the car, but you can see him vibing to it regardless. (he will never ask you the artist name himself though.)
⭑ loves to text you the most dirtiest things. i will not be providing further context.
⭑ he looks away when you ask him for something, because if he looks directly at you and your soft, glowy skin, he will in fact cave immediately.
⭑ loves taking photos of you. you when you're dressed up, you when you're just in his shirt, you when you're out in complimenting outfits. he keeps a polaroid of you two together in his wallet.
"baby, what are you doing?" "i have the prettiest damn woman."
