you got me | aubrey joseph one-shot
Synopsis: Our OC, Alani bids Aubrey adieux before he leaves to start his dream job in New Orleans. Takes place in 2017. Inspired by this photo.
Rating: 17+, NSFW content
Category: light angst, smut
Aubrey let out a finishing sigh as he packed up the last cardboard box in the dorm he had occupied for three semesters. He surveyed the small living space, a place once littered with papers and his Jordans—now as empty as it was on move-in day. His withdrawal from the university was officially final and it felt bittersweet. A while before he snagged his dream role, it seemed like rejection was all he knew. So much so that Aubrey began to truly settle in to the life of a normal college kid. Nights consisted of ramen noodle packets, partying and stressing over midterms. He still auditioned here and there, not as much as he used to, but just enough pacify his mother who flew across the country in support of his dreams. Two weeks in to his fourth semester he woke up to “the call” that all aspiring (and even established) actors wait for. This call, followed by a meeting with television executives, anxiously scribbled signatures and a few tears that meant that Aubrey finally did it. After the high of accomplishment wore off Aubrey began to look back on the small community he found at USC; one he’d be leaving behind.
His reminiscing was cut short by the sound of knocking at his doorway. The rhythmic thudding was a beat created by none other than Alani, as a signal for her impending entrance. Alani was a girl that he had met in his modern history course last spring, they connected over a mutual disdain for the subject and their similar upbringings in New York. He smirked thinking of their arguments over the best borough, himself hailing from Brooklyn while she reigned the Bronx. His head snapped over to where she stood, shifting her weight from one leg to the next. Aubrey eyed the usually animated girl; her effervescence seemingly dimmed tonight.
“So you Hollywood now?” Alani teased, rolling her eyes at the sight before her. He let out a scoff at her words, dripping of the accent she insisted differed from his.
“Never that. C’mere.” He motioned his fingers in a way that permitted her entrance, arms lazily stretched as he leaned against the old, wooden desk.
Their greeting always consisted of playful banter, followed by a hug. This time, Aubrey found himself holding on to her a bit longer. His arms encircled her curvy waist hugged only by a thin t-shirt, as he breathed in the sweet concoction of her hair products. He really liked when she untwisted her hair, and often played with the springy, shoulder length curls when she wasn’t looking.
Alani couldn’t wait to shove at his shoulder moments after their embrace, the smirk that she normally fought when she saw him creeping along her brown cheeks. The corners of her mouth faltered once she noticed the emptiness of the place.
“You’re really leaving me, huh?” Alani propped herself beside him on the university’s furniture, crossing her arms under her chest. Her eyes browsed around the clutter of cardboard boxes and the hangers full of clothes that decorated the room.
“My flight to New Orleans departs tomorrow,” he sighed. Aubrey noticed for the second time that night the shift in her expression, her glossed lips fighting a pout. And losing. He was sure of it because it wasn’t her usual scowl either, one he knew all too well. He cut his eyes from her heart shaped lips to her hooded orbs.
“I’m gonna miss you too Lani…you and the rest of the crew.”
Alani noticed that Aubrey was a loner when they got acquainted and introduced him to her clique. Aside from a few hookups turned sour and his roommates, Aubrey was far from being the most popular guy on campus. She twisted her mouth up in that infamous scowl again and replied:
“Who said anybody was going to be missing your Great Value Usher looking ass??” Aubrey immediately burst into chuckles, easing the heaviness in the room.
“Aww, there she is. I thought you were getting soft on me because I’m—” His quip was cut off by a swat to the chest, one he feigned to hurt more than it actually did. With his hand steady over his heart, Aubrey ended his performance to listen to her rebuttal.
“Going away. I’m gonna be stressing over hella assignments while you get to play superhero.” That was for sure the one thing that Aubrey wasn’t gonna miss about the college experience.
“Aye, memorizing lines is hard work! Same as memorizing them chemistry formulas Miss Biochemical Engineering.” He retorted, stretching the syllables in her major for emphasis. Though many people may have pegged Alani as just a pretty face, she had serious brains and even bigger dreams. It was one of the many things he admired about her.
“I know, I’ve seen you stress over scripts before.” she continued. Alani thought about the nights where they’d be on Facetime not speaking but watching the other study for their own prioritized task. She let her gaze drop from his eyes and back to her feet. “Forreal though…I’m super proud of you. You deserve it.”
“You mean that?” he asked.
Months of discouragement and minor gigs all led up to him finally receiving his moment, yet the back of his mind echoed a doubtful voice telling him it was all luck. Alani seemed privy to his active thoughts, her manicured nails lightly grasping his chin. They were now eye to eye, the closeness causing her heart to play hopscotch.
“I never seen anybody work as hard as you do. You deserve this, Brey.” She repeated to him, voice softer than before. He searched her round face for any sign of dishonesty and found none.
He could feel the heat radiating off of her cheeks that would be blush if not for her skin tone. Before he could close the space between them, she had slid off of the desk. To which Aubrey responded with a kiss of his teeth. This wasn’t the first time he had tried to relieve the tension between them, and each time Alani found a distraction.
“Let me take a picture of my celebrity friend so I can pay my tuition next month.” She joked, reaching in to the pocket of her shorts for her phone. He decided to haphazardly comply, his own plan in mind.
She stepped back, angling her iPhone out in front of him to take a photo. She had a slight obsession with Snapchat, and Aubrey was honestly surprised she had gone this long without checking her notifications. However, he was annoyed at her timing. He let out a breath of frustration he didn’t know he was holding in.
“No pictures please—” he grumbled jokingly, craning his face away from the lens.
The blinding flash of the Apple product signified that Alani had gotten her perfect shot. Aubrey hovered over the girl as she intently perfected her post. He spied her captioning of the off-guard flick as “bye” with a heartbreak emoji.
Aubrey waited patiently as she posted the snapshot before taking her wrist in to his grasp. Her eyes flickered from her phone screen to his hand, then back up to Aubrey, who had his lip tucked under his teeth.
“Are you done?” He asked gruffly, catching the slight hitch of her breath. He held her glare as he grabbed her phone out of her hands, deciding to toss it behind him. Alani didn’t protest, simply quirking her brow and awaiting his next move.
Aubrey leaned down—slow enough to gauge if she’d stop him—before brushing his lips against her shoulder blade. His kisses decreased in chasteness as his tongue grazed her collarbone, teeth nipped at the hollow of her neck, along her jaw and halting at the corner of her mouth. Alani’s palms began to ascend from his middle to his shoulders, eyes fluttering shut.
“If you want me to stop, just tell me.” She moaned a negative, choosing to press her mouth against his instead. Immediately his hands began to map the curvatures of her figure, grabbing greedily at her full backside. Alani’s whimper of surprise allowed entry for his tongue to ease in to her mouth. She responded with equal hunger, hands tugging at the collar of his jacket.
He shrugged off the fleece-lined jacket, the article falling to the floor with a soft thud. Aubrey felt her acrylics scraping at the underside of his shirt next, blindly pulling him towards the twin bed. The room echoed with the light smacks of their lips moving against each other. Aubrey was the first to draw back with a soft pop of the release of Alani’s bottom lip. The pupils of her eyes blown at what stood before her, lips swollen and panting. He could sense the urgency in her movements as she tugged on the strings of sweatpants.
“Let me know what you want, Lani, you got me,” He ensured, voice husky with arousal. She responded with a roll of her hips against his, taking pleasure in the growl that left his throat. Her fingertips trailed the ripples of his abdomen underneath his shirt as she formulated her thoughts.
“I just want enjoy this last night with you here. Is that cool with you?” Alani confessed, her fingertips playing along the hem of his camouflage top. Aubrey swiveled the two so that the back of her legs pressed against the bedframe. He tapped her bare thigh as a signal to lift up, which she adhered, allowing him to hover over her as she began to inch toward the headboard.
Alani’s wrists locked together behind his neck as he ducked down to reconnect their lips, his knee knocking her legs apart. Her hips involuntarily bucked at the friction, causing him to smirk against her lips. Taking the hint, his hand slipped in between their bodies and under her plush shorts, rubbing at the dampness between her legs. Her breath stuttered as his digits traced indefinite patterns, mind hazy when they quickened.
“Stop teasing,” she exasperated, pulling at the drawstring of his sweats harder this time. Her impatience won as Aubrey lifted up and undressed; his shirt dropping to floor first. Her gaze fell from his face to his torso, down the valleys that carved his hips. He scoffed at her ogling, “Your turn.” He hooked his fingers in to her bottoms and yanked them down, the pink lace of her underwear following after. Shyly she clamped her legs shut, becoming aware of the bustle outside of the dorm room. It was late, but every university student knows that a dorm never sleeps.
“Let me take care of you,” he intreated, snapping her out of her anxious feelings. Aubrey spread her legs once more, watching her chest heave as she laid back. His head dipped down, raising the hem of her tank top and leaving open-mouthed kisses along the exposed skin of her midriff. Alani’s hand claimed its place at the back of his head, tugging lightly at his spongy coils. She could’ve sworn she caught a groan in response, the thought fleeting as his mouth continued its path towards her center.
He left suckling kisses at her inner thighs, causing her to squirm and pull at his hair some more. The first stripe of his tongue against her bundle of nerves caused her leg to jerk, her head teetering on to the pillow. She breathily moaned his name and incoherent expletives as his tongue explored her folds. Her fingers curled and uncurled at the nape of his neck, his muscle delving against a spot that had her rocking against his face. Alani whined as his hands held a vice grip on her thighs, pinning her canting hips down to the mattress.
His ministrations didn’t cease despite her incomprehensible pleas, no longer caring who heard her cries on the other side of the door. He peered up at her as her lips dropped in a silent moan, back arching up off of the bed. Aubrey allowed her to ride out her high on his face, her body tensing with tremors.
“Condoms.” She stated breathlessly, and he nodded.
His weight fell atop her as he fumbled in the black Trojan box in the bedside dresser and sheathed himself. When he faced her, Alani’s top was discarded. He licked his lips, still coated in her arousal. Her eyes glimmered with a mixture of lust and something Aubrey couldn’t yet identify.
He placed one of her legs over his shoulder and leaned down, cursing into her collarbone as he entered her warmth. He nipped at her neck, leaving possessive bites as he began to slide in and out of her heat. Alani began to roll her hips with in time with his thrusts, whimpering as they increased in pace. He craned his head down to her chest, leaving suckling kisses there. The room was filled with the sounds of her squelching and them panting in chorus, both chasing their releases; Alani in first.
“This mine?” Aubrey asked, her reply seemingly caught in her throat. “Huh?” He persisted, slowing the speed of his thrusts, drawing a moan from his lover.
“Y-yes, Aubrey, shit!” she cussed him, splaying a hand against his chest in attempts to inch from the knot forming in the pit of her stomach. She caught him smirk above her, knocking her hand away and lacing it with his. Her other hand sought out to grab whatever it could, settling for the fitted sheet beneath them. The sterling chain that adorned Aubrey’s neck dangled in between them like a pendulum; his movements becoming more erratic. Alani’s whimpers traveled up an octave as she fluttered against him. Her eyes welled as she became overwhelmed with sensations, his thumb had slithered between their bodies to work at her pearl.
“Brey, I-I can’t,” she squeaked, her hand flushed between them while she tried to pull back. He looked down at her, nearly moments away from her peak and almost lost it. He bit his lip, not breaking contact when she unscrewed her eyes open.
“Move that hand,” he commanded, enjoying the sight of her eyes rolling back at his words. Alani reluctantly obeyed with a stutter of his name and a shattered gasp. Her body jolted forward as the knot in the pit of her stomach unraveled, her body becoming a writhing mess underneath him. Aubrey joined her, grunting into her ear, spilling at the feeling of her contracting around him. He cursed, letting her legs fall limp against the sheets. They spent a moment to regain their breath.
“You good?” he asked, sinking down beside her on the twin mattress. Alani was turned away from him, and he watched her ringlets shake up and down. Aubrey glanced over at her, catching her blink away the tears she attempted to hide from him. He took her arm in his hand and kissed her knuckles.
“I’m gonna miss you.” Alani admitted to him. Aubrey wrapped himself around her frame and entangled their limbs, relishing in their last night together for a while. “I’m gonna miss you too.” He whispered into her neck.
A/N: This was my first full piece of (non-academic) writing in over a year so I’m a little rusty. It’s also my first time writing smut, so I know that’s not the best. I hope you enjoyed!
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