'Imagine Being Loved by Me"
Smoke x Annie x OC Sinners Fic
Modern AU 25+
For the grown and sexy only. I have been reading fic for forever and never written any but the Sinners brainrot and this insane heat wave that is hitting NY have finally gotten me! I have no idea how long this is going to be but I keep getting told to 'just write it bitch' so I am.
Happy Pride! Everyone is a little bit fruity in this one as a treat, if you don't like it I truly don't wanna hear it. I am Very Black, and Very Queer and I love black women so yall know what yall signed up for. I think that's all for now.
Warning: It's gonna be slutty. Threesome. The usual suspect supporting characters. Elias 'Stack' Moore, Pearline, Sammie Moore, That White Girl, Grace Chow, Bo Chow, Cornbread (his name is Corey now), Therese.
Word count: 2075
Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 FINAL
Enjoy!
Day 6 of 16
Cassie wakes up overheated but rested. She blinks her eyes open slowly squinting into the morning light. Her eyes flutter shut again, and she takes a deep breath. Shea butter, sweat, bergamot and sandalwood fill her nostrils and she sighs softly. It’s nice. There’s a weight on her shoulder and warmth along her side but she's too comfortable to open her eyes and look. The weight moves slightly and Cassie takes a moment to take stock of her body in the space between slumber and being awake. Her lips are raw, and sting slightly like she'd been licking them all night. Around her mouth, jaw and neck are tacky, possibly from sweat. There are tender sore spots on her neck and chest. The blanket is chafing a tender spot on her breast, right next to her nipple. Cassie wonders what the hell that is. Mosquito bit maybe? She thinks distantly. She doesn't sleep naked for a reason maybe she left a window open. The further into her body she thinks the more she is lifted toward alertness.
Her pussy. Cassie’s eyes flutter open and she takes final stock. Her thighs are throbbing with a dull ache as is her lower back and her pussy is pulsing. Her thighs are tacky like she came multiple times and didnt get a chance to clean up, tender spots on the inside of both her thighs and even further down by her knees.
Her first fully awake thought is “I got fucking ran through last night didnt I?”
She blinks heavily into the light and can hear what sounds like plates clinking outside the door. Cassie looks down and is met with a sight she can only imagine would greet one on their first morning in Heaven. Annie was asleep on her shoulder. Her gorgeous full lips pouted in sleep, the artful braids from last night mused from more than sleep given the condition Cassie’s body is in. They are both naked, the covers slipping off Annie’s front revealing where her full breasts are slumped to one side of her chest. Cassie feels her jaw drop at the sight and also as last night comes flooding back to her.
They fucked the shit outta her last night. Or she fucked the shit outta them? Everyone got the shit fucked outta them last night!
It was definitely all three of them that stumbled back here after leaving Stack to close up the club. She can dimly remember pressing kisses to someone’s neck in the back seat of an Uber while her hand was rubbing and squeezing between someone else’s legs. Cassie looked to her other side and noticed the sheets were left mused, she looked towards the door and could hear water running or maybe a pan sizzling. She breathe a slight sigh of relief, she really didnt need to fuck someone’s wife without permission…again.
Her slightly panicked shuffling had woken Annie up, who moaned and rolled further into her. Annie’s leg that was thrown across Cassie's hips tightened and her eyes blinked open. Cassie held her breath as Annie looked up at her face.
God her eyes. Absolute killer, she would never leave the bed if she saw this every morning.
Annie’s eyes were slightly glazed and foggy but she smiled softly and leaned up to peck Cassie on the lips before rolling out of the bed and stumbling to her feet unconcerned with her nakedness. Cassie laid frozen as she watched Annie groan and fumble along the back of the door, seeming with her eyes closed till she grabbed a robe, much too long and big to be hers and put it on, then stumbled into the bathroom with it hanging open around her. The sound of the door shutting behind her jolted Cassie out of her daze, and she scooted to the edge of the bed clutching the sheet to her chest she began to look for her clothes. Shuffling through the clothes on the ground most of them seemed to be Smoke’s and Annie’s. How the fuck did they get her totally outta her clothes before even getting to the bedroom?!
Cassie stumbled over one of Smoke’s shoes as she shuffled to the other side of the bed to look for her clothes. In the bathroom the sink ran and she heard footsteps headed towards the bedroom from the hall. Cassie froze as both doors opened.
Smoke stood in the doorway, steaming mug in one hand, navy blue durag tie tightly on his head, in a stretched out white wife beater and grey sweat shorts. Looking over him another memory of last night filters into Cassie's brain.
She had pressed him between the front door and her body, Annie crowding drunkenly behind her as held his jaw and kissed him hard and wet. She remembers Annie’s hands fumbling the buttons of his shirt open in the minimal space between her and Smoke’s chest. Once his shirt was open Annie ran her hands up his undershirt and over his chest pausing to pinch and pull his nipples. The sensation caused his hips to grind into Cassie pressing the large bulge of him into her. She grunted and broke the kiss. Reaching down she hauled his wife beater out of his pants and too impatient and probably drunk to wait for him to pull his layers off, she ducked her entire head under it to get her mouth on his chest. Smoke swore breathlessly reaching out; he pulled his shirt up to his armpits and held it out of her way as she sucked on his pecs and pressed her teeth into him and left bruises behind.
That's why it looks like that. Cassie gaze dragged along the many very visible hickeys and teeth marks on his exposed chest and up his neck. She prayed they weren't all her doing.
In the other doorway Annie was shuffling sleepily out of the bathroom, too big and too long robe tied around her waist as she yawned. She blinked her eyes open and took in Cassie form, clutching their bed sheet like it would save her and then looked to Smoke who was already holding out the mug in Annie's direction.
“Mm Lijah” she murmured, voice lower and rougher from sleep. She shuffled forward and took the mug from him, walking directly into his embrace she curled one arm around his waist and rested her head on his shoulder as her other hand brought the cup to her face.
“Mornin’ baby.” He replied voice low and tone so soft, bursting with so much love. He curled around her, hands rubbing firmly up and down her back. It almost hurts to look at them.
Cassie must have made a noise because Smoke’s gaze was drawn up to her and he blinked his heavy brown eyes at her and said “Mornin’ Cassie” in that same soft tone.
Cassie cleared throat and said “Uh yeah good morning.” She pushed her locs back from her face and fiddled with the end of one. She usually was much more chill the morning after her hookups. But they were usually with one person and she was usually dressed and headed out the door by the time her partner of the night woke up. She wiped a hand over the corners of her mouth and her eyes hoping she wasn't covered in dry drool and eye boogers.
She felt wrong footed.
Looking at Annie and Smoke now, they both showed signs of the night before, Smoke’s eyes were small and red like he barely slept and even with Annie as bundled as she was Cassie could see hickeys on her neck (once large one on the nape of her neck lord) and her hair looked like someone had fisted it repeatedly last night. Somehow they looked perfect, and Cassie was scared she probably looked like something someone dug up. Ran through.
“There’s coffee, didn't know how you took it but there’s cream, sugar and all that. Breakfast is almost done, I was just coming to wake yall.” Smoke said he was slowly rocking Annie back and forth in his arms as she took random small sips of coffee with her eyes still closed.
“Her Highness isn't much of a morning person so don't expect much chattin from ha till she feels more human.”
Annie reached down with the hand around his waist and swatted him on the ass, making him chuckle and smile sweetly down at her. She peered her eyes open and they shared a small kiss that left them both smiling.
“You'll stay for breakfast wont ya Cassie?” Annie asked, her rich voice sweet and sticky. Both her and Smoke peered at Cassie, brown eyes big and hopeful. She doesn't understand how a man taller than her and a woman almost her height would both look at her from beneath their lashes but they were. And it was working alright.
“Yeah, I could definitely eat. Uh thank you.” She stuttered out awkwardly. “Smoke, do you know um where my clothes ended up, they aren't in here?” Cassie gestured to the floor where his and Annie’s were still scattered.
“Yeah, they in the dryer. We knocked over a vase last night and it seemed like you got the worst of it.” He released Annie and walked over to a tall mahogany dresser, opening the second drawer he pulled out a white t-shirt, then he opened the top drawer and pulled out something plaid.
Walking back to Cassie, he stepped right into her space, taller than her for the first time since they met as she was barefoot and still trying to hide behind the sheet wrapped around her. “Trade you?” He gestured at the sheet, his eyebrow cocked yet he was smiling sweetly at her. Still hopeful.
“Haha” Cassie said sarcastically, “The sun is out and the lord is watching, so no” She reached out to take the clothes from him with one hand, the other clutching tight to the sheets like she didn't trust them to hold to her body while his eyes were roving over her.
He didn't let go of them when she pulled and she bumped into that wide, board ass chest of his. Smoke looked down at her heavily amused. “No trade then, but it still don't come free.”
Cassie scoffed but didn't step back, the height difference between them was minimal but it did mean that she was right up in his face as he leaned ever so slightly down to peer at her.
“Iight, what do you want?” she replied, trying to steady her voice and herself. He smelt good, she realized the bergamot and sandalwood smell was him, his breath smelt of coffee, he was warm and so solid along her front. The sun pouring in through the bay windows in the bedroom were doing absolute wonders for his skin. Fucking beautiful.
“You kiss ha yet Ann?” He called over his shoulder, and Cassie's head snapped to gaze at Annie. She looked much more alert as she cradled her coffee and watched them with her head tilted to the side.
“Yep, first thing this morning, I aint no fool.” She said, her eyes pinning Cassie in place.
“That’s my price then, I would like some suga before my breakfast.” He titled his chin in Cassie’s direction, his other hand slowly snaking around her waist and bringing her in tighter against his body.
Cassie’s gaze darted back and forth between the two of them, both watching her expectantly. Annie's gaze warm and lazy, Smoke’s more eager and hot his eyes flitted between her own and her lips before making home there.
“i haven't brushed my teeth yet, your suga will have to wait.” Cassie muttered softly. Smoke chuckled, squeezed her waist, he leaned down and for a moment Cassie thought he would ignore her warning, she closed her eyes and waited for his lips to land.
They did, warm and a little wet on her cheek and released her. “I'm good at waitin’” he said as he stepped back and headed for the door.
“You can have first shower, towels, wash rags and everything in the linen closet in dere. Toothbrushes is under the sink.” Annie said, winking and following Smoke out of the bedroom.
Alone in their bedroom Cassie took a moment to plop back on to the bed and wonder just what in the fuck she had gotten herself into.
Pls let me know what yall thought! <3
Title is from a Hozier song cause I am nothing if not a lesbian.
