#damson idris smut

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Chapter 8

Summary: you and Frankie walked from the station to home and just wanted to wash off the blood of you and go to bed. The next day Frankie comes by to apologize to you about the way he was acting the other night and you have a sit-down with Ray-Ray to come up a plan to get rid of Lenny, you met Rob and he takes you and Frankie to has lavished house and spend the night once the night comes you, Frankie, and Jerome drive out the desert to meet Ray-Ray

Warnings :afab-reader, n-word usage, cursing, crying, minor character death, description of blood (2 scenes) lying- ass lexi, unprotected p-in-v, creampie, oral(fem rec.), massive daddy kink(i’m a whore), squirting, ass-eating, choking, spanking

Word count :5.3k mdni+ Happy reading

This takes place in episode 9 and 10

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You're walking down the inside of the street and Frankie's eyes are peeled open looking everywhere and a car slowly passes by you both, Frankie steps in front of you shielding your body as the car keeps driving, he takes a deep breath and touches your hand “I hope Leon is okay baby?” you look up at him, tears swelling up in your eyes and then you break down. You couldn’t stop crying, feeling your breath going too fast for you “Breathe baby, you need to breathe, Lee is going to be okay.” your gasp. “Seeing Leon in all of that blood, I couldn’t stop thinking about you if that ever happened to you.” he leans into you, putting his soft lips on you “That’s never going to happen, you know these little niggas know not to fuck with me.” your breathing starts slowing down finally breathing through your nose “We should probably go home I know your momma is waiting for you.” you kiss Frankie once more and start walking down your street.

Entering your house and seeing your momma sitting on the couch in her moomoo, she runs towards you and wraps your arms around you “O my god baby I was so worried about you Marla called me at work and I heard you were at the station because of Leon.” you put your head down, feeling your tears coming back and really start sobbing and you couldn’t stop, just tears streaming down your face “I think I should go take a shower.” “Do you want me to help you?” shaking your head no “It’s okay momma I think I just need to get clean and go to sleep goodnight momma.” “Goodnight baby.” you kiss your momma on the cheek and walk toward to your bathroom, turning on the faucet so the water can get hot and you took off your clothes off and grabbing your shower cap to put it on then stepping into the tub, feeling your bones aching under the pressure and looking down to see blood coming off you and draining into the sink. Not wanting to think about it again and grabbing your washcloth to get it wet and grab your soap and washing it together, washing you whole body including you feet and once you rinse down you turned off the faucet, drying yourself off and wrapping it around you, doing your skincare routine and brushing your teeth, you step out into your room. Closing the door behind you, changing into your pj’s and wrapping your hair and getting under the covers feeling your body relaxing under the sheets and opening your eyes to your closet.

You hear your momma leaving the house without saying goodbye to you and going to work, you continue to rest your eyes feeling yourself fall back to sleep and then a knock erupts on your window standing up to see who is knocking on your window this early in the morning, pulling you blinds a part to see Frankie smiling at you, he was wearing a light brown shirt with khakis pants and black adidas, his shirt is making his chocolate skin pop even more, you open the window “Nigga why is you knockin’ on my window this early.” He smiles even more “Good morning to you too baby.” he grips the bannister to steps into your room, stepping back to give him room “I was gonna go to the mall today to get Lee some new sneaks. And I want to apologize to you about the way I was actin’ last night it wasn’t right.” Nodding your head “I forgive you baby I know what you’re doing is a lot to handle, but you can’t be actin’ like that anymore.” “You right baby,thank you aight get dress we need to leave. I don't want any the shoes be gone because of you.” rolling your eyes “Whatever nigga.” you kiss his lips and Frankie walks into the closet to grab his backpack he’s just holding on to the straps and sits on the bed and you change into a blue crop top stopping at your hips and booty shorts and white shoes and you take off bonnet, grabbing your pick to push your curls up and out. “Aye let’s go back to my place so I can drop off my bag.” “Alright baby let’s go.”

Making to Lee’s house in the projects Frankie walks in first, seeing Lee’s siblings doing katare in the family room he busts in doing fake moves with the kids and fake losing with the little boy “Alright alright you win hmmm y’all want to get some candy.” the kids jump excitedly and scream, Frankie hands them a twenty dollar bill “Aye bring me some lemonheads.” Lee is laying on the couch with a bandage on his leg with boxers and a muscle shirt “You a lemonhead.” coming from the little boy “Sup Frank sup Lexi.” Frankie walks closer to Lee to show him a fresh pair of sneaks “Hazard pay.” Lee looks at him “What about my shirt?” Frankie looks confuse “I’m just fuckin’ with you.” you all giggle “Nigga you stupid.” you both sit the the smaller couch looking at this old Bruce Lee movie “How you feeling Lee.” he looks at you “I’m gonna need another hit of them happy pills soon. Then I ain’t gonna hear shit what yo nigga gotta say mmhmm so when we mackin’ our move?” Frankie takes a breath “Mhmm workin’ on it man.” Lee smacks his lips “I could still step to a motherfucka right now.” you giggle “Nigga you can’t even step.” they both laugh at your joke “Them niggas always riding together.”Lee sits up “Not when they rolled up on me, just Lenny .” “Nahh that can’t be right.” “Nigga don’t tell me. I was there.” “He’s right. When I went outside I only saw Lenny leaving in his car.” Seeing the gears turning in Frankie's head coming up with a plan “Man you gonna be able to do this shit without me?” “I can’t lie man having you on the bench ain’t ideal.” “Well look it ain’t about pay back alright? It’s about rep you gotta let these niggas know right here right now we offical ‘cause you don’t motherfuckas gonna be comin’ at us alright?” Nodding his head know he’s to come up with a plan to get rid of Lenny.

Large warehouse that the music bumping there was two guards standing out in front “We just need to talk to claudia.” the two guards give you both a pat down and one of them nods his head and let’s you in the building walking into section to see people dancing and doing drugs in the corner there was young women with tiny clothes on looking at the man to give them some money, walking up the steps to see a light-skin women with long locs out in a bun, she was wearing a long green and blue swirl dress with flip flops “Thank you Wayne and hmm what do we have hear who’s this Franklin?” the women walks up to you to object you “This is Lexi she’s my girlfriend.” the woman looks surprised “Girlfriend? If I knew you this was your girlfriend I would gotten her first my name’s Claudia.” he steps closer to you “Claudia I need you to set up a sit down with Ray-Ray.” she puffs “A sit down nigga you’ve been watch to many movies and if I do want do get in return?” he looks perpexled “What do you want?” she smirks “Mhmmm what do you think?” and turns to you, slowly backing away from her “What if you get Louie?” trying to make a deal without you in it “Mhmmm okay but I want her to come here tonight.” nodding his head “Deal I’ll let her know.” he puts his hand up to shake and she agrees.

You both were waiting for Ray-Ray to come in this old burger shack right down the street from you, sitting in a booth “What if he doesn’t show up.” “Ohh he’ll be here I know Claudia talked to him.” he arm extended on the armrest and he did, coming in and seeing you both and takes a seat in front of you “So Claudia laid it all out?” “Yeah she laid it all out, what you think was going to happen? beat down my homie, fuck up his place.” Frankie smirks and points at his scar above his brow “You see that I was beat down first and we weren’t the ones who did to him.” Ray-Ray scoffs “Yeah, well we took care of them HTB arcade niggas.” “You know matter of fact our next neighbor is a cop, said he saw two guys scopin’ out my place and he’s tracking them down right now.” Ray-Ray laughs not believing “That’s how it’s goin’ down? you snitch motherfucka?” and cop walks in to order his food Ray-Ray becomes uncomfortable “If you’re lookin’ for some type of truce, you’re in the wrong place.” ‘No, no, no, no no truce.” Ray-Ray looking confused “Then what the fuck is we doin’ here?” Frankie leans in “We gonna talk business. Because that’s what it’s about right? Money?” you all still continue talking about Lenny and thirty minutes after Ray-Ray left the burger shack, you and Frankie were looking at Ray-Ray's car driving off to the streets.

Frankie stops in front of the payphone and digs in his pockets to grab some quarters and puts them in the slot, picks up the phone and dial a number “Sup Rob what’chu doin?....huh..well I was calling you to see if we can crash at your place.” hearing another voice coming through the phone “Ohh well I was going to have my girl come over if that’s cool, oh shit really aight I’ll see you in ten minutes.” he hangs up the phone and turns to you “His parents are outta town this weekend, so we’ll kinda of have a place to our self.”

A blue pickup truck stops in front of you and the window rolls down and seeing a white boy with shaggy brown hair “Sup Frankie.” Frankie walks to the car “Sup man, come on baby.” you enter first and the white boy sticks out his hand wanting to shake yours “Heyy I’m Rob, nice to meet you.” and you shake his hand “Hiii I’m Lexi-” “Now baby why won’t you tell him your real name.” you roll your eyes “My real name is Alexia.” “That's a very pretty name Lexi.” Frankie closes the door in the backseat with you and Rob starts driving off to his house.

Rob pulls up to a gated community and enters in the pincode, passing through gates you duck your head to look at the beautiful mansions with palm trees and large front lawns “Woow, look at the one Frankie.” pointing your finger at a large all white house and a dark green double doors he ducks his head next to yours “Yeah it is baby, coming home to you in a house like that with little minis me and you together.” Rob pulls up to his long driveway with large bushes leading up to the house he parks in front of his house, the lights were still on. Frankie steps out first and holds the door for you, stepping out as well to seeing little peeks coming from you, Rob walks towards the house and unlocks it and goes first and you look all around you from the large chandelier hanging above you, to the sexual art hanging on the wall and a large a tiger rug running across the family room “Rob is this house is amazing, what do your parents do for a living?” Rob chuckles at you “My parents work in adult entertainment, like they do porn.” whipping your head so fast with your eyes bulging out Frankie is touching his neck and rubbing it slowly “I’m guessing Frankie hasn’t told you about that side hmh?” “No he didn’t. Not that I’m not judging at all, I'm just surprised.” “Your good Lexi here let me show y’all your room.” Rob walks up the stairs, you both follow and enter to a large hallway with multiple doors and entering a bedroom and turning on the lights to see with a large king sized bed with dark sheets and white pillows, plants roaming in the corners of the room and a full length mirror in the corner facing the bed “There’s a bathroom in here and fresh towels and clothes too.” Frankie daps up on Rob “Thanks man I appreciate it.” Rob pulls him in and pats his back “Anytime brother, my room is across the hallway, y’all have good night.” and that Rob had left.

You both step out of the shower and drying your body on the shelf was a bottle of lotion, starting with your arms, to your chest, to your legs and feet Frankie grabs the bottle and squirt some in his hand and rub it together, he starts at your shoulders, rubbing it in your skin and to your mid-back and finally to your ass “That feel good baby.” his fingers digging on your ass, you nodded “Fuck baby yess.” his hands move up to your waist “Bend over for me baby I wanna see you what I do to you in front of this mirror huh.” you look up to see Frankie staring at you, he grabs your thigh to lay in on the counter he squats down to be eye level with your pussy and feeling your lips being spread open “Mhmm your pussy is soo perfect you drippin’ for me already.” His lips latch onto you his tongue spreading you everywhere, gripping the counter and your eyes back “Frankie fuck oh shit baby.” feeling your leg falling asleep and slowly putting it down, a large hand grips the back of your thigh “Don’t you fuckin’ dare, put that fuckin’ leg back up.” groans coming out your mouth “Frankieee.” you look back at him seeing him on his knees, he gives you an assuring smile “You be aight, let me just make you feel good.” and goes right back to your pussy and holding your thigh up, laying back down on the cool countertop hearing Frankie sucking at your clit, pecking at your lips he drags his tongue up to your crack, his hands grabbing at your globes to spread them apart, you jolt up when you felt hot spit touching your rim passing down to your pussy, Frankie collects the spit and push in your pussy, fingers working you in and out over and over and over, Frankie returns to your ass eating you like it’s your pussy your moans erupting out of your mouth “Ohh baby fuck daddy, I feel so good.” “You feel so good babygirl, why do you feel so good babygirl?” you groan “YOU it’s be-cause of yo-uu.” “Then show me how good daddy makes you feel good.” his tongue working down to your pussy and flicking your clit back and forth “Oh fuck.” your thighs were shaking screaming out your groans “Fuckfuckfuck baby ughh.” “That’s it, baby nut on my face.” feeling yourself cumming and wetting all over his face, his pulls out his fingers and still kissing your pussy “I could eat you all day.” he stands up and puts his hips to your ass and grabs your chin to look at him and puts his fingers in your mouth. Frankie dick sliding in between your cheeks, pulling his fingers away from you to your hips and pulling your back, he leans forward to pull you up to look at yourself “Look at me when I slide it in baby huh, can you do that for daddy?” nodding, wanting to feel him inside of you.

The stretch always felt different for you feeling Frankie sliding inside of you, you both moan when Frankie hips touch your ass and sliding out and back in “Fuck baby I got you this wet huh.” you rest your head on his shoulder, kissing his neck “Yes daddy fuck you’re fucking me soo ughh fuckkk dad-dyy.” his hand slides up to touch your breast kneading so rough, grunts coming from him “You so fuckin’ tight, suckin’ me in babygirl.” he smacks your ass “Mmhm you like this shit don’t you huh you gettin’ wetter by the second mm-mmhm.” he moves his hand up to your neck, his large fingers gripping the sides of you, you start to lose yourself with your breath being cut off and your eyes rolling in the back of your head and biting your lip, feeling the wetness running down “Open your eyes for daddy, babygirl.” opening them to see Frankie smirking at you,a tear rolling down your face “Why you cryin’ babygirl?” you moan in his mouth and grabbing his neck to pull in for a kiss, it was nasty feeling his tongue sliding in your mouth his lips overpowering you like he was taking your soul “Dad-dy I’mm-m gonna cumm.” he kisses you while stroking your cheek “You need to look at yourself first babygirl, you need to see how good you mackin’ daddy feel right now.” your eyes drift down to look at yourself, you look a mess. You start to close your eyes and Frankie leans down to your ear “You open your eyes. right. fuckin’. now.” his strokes hitting with every word, screams coming out of you and eyes move to Frankie seeing him in all his glory, like looking at a king he nods his head and smiles at you “What’s the matter baby? Are you about to nut babygirl? You wanna nut on big daddy’s dick, don’tchu you wanna get me wet huh.” you feel your pussy gush to the words of Frankie “Oh fuck daddy.” he smacks your ass “You like this nasty shit, I know you, you about to nut aint’chu.” Your leg has completely fallen asleep, but you didn’t give two shits about that right now your stomach tightens feeling yourself to cum “Yesss I-I doo dad-dyyy.” “Then do it then babygirl nut on this dick right now I know, babygirl I know.” and you do and you look at your man the whole time, Frankie was biting his supple bottom lip, his sexy brown eyes and his scrumptious chocolate skin then pumps a few strokes in you then explodes inside of you “Oh-hh fucc-kk bab-ygirl, I can’t get enough of you fuck.” he leans in close to grab your cheeks and gives you long wet kiss. “I’m sleepyyy daddyyy.” he nods his head “Okay babygirl, let’s get you to bed.” slowly pulling out of you and cum oozing out of you “I can’t feel my legs I feel like a noodle.” Frankie lifts you up in his arms, picking you up like a feather. “Then I did my job then huh.” He walks over to the bed and move the sheets back then lays you gently on the bed and kisses on the head “Good night babygirl, don’t let the bed bugs bite.” you smile and crank your neck “And if you do, get your shoes and you wack them until there black and blue.” he giggles “I didn't know there was a part two to that.” Frankie climbs in the bed with you, pulling you into his strong arms “Good night baby.” “Good babygirl.”

You get dropped off with Frankie, Rob parks his blue and black pickup truck in front of Jerome's place and you grab the door handle “Thank you Rob for dropping us off.” you open the door and taking a step on the sidewalk “Yeah thanks man, for letting us crash at your place.” he pats Rob on the shoulder “Anytime brother and give Leon my best.” Frankie steps out the truck and closes the door “Oh don’t forget, up there to the left it’s the freeway, don’t get lost again.” Rob pulls off to drive up to the freeway, you both walk inside to see Jerome counting a table full of money “Ayee Good morning nephew and good morning Lexi.” you both say good morning Jerome and Louie walks in with her with her teacup and takes a seat “Still going good huh?” Frankie askes Jerome “Better than good nephew, and I don’t know why you sleeping at that white boy house like we ain’t got a perfectly good couch.” Louie smirks at his statement “I think you answered your own question.” You tried to hold in your laugh as Frankie chuckles and your both take you your seats “Look we need to re-up on this powder.” Jerome still counting the money “No problem.” “You got any idea where we gon’ cook up this next batch.” Frankie eyes shift to look at the kitchen, Jerome takes a double take “I know you ain’t just look at my kitchen like you plan to use it, we gonna rent a place some place we can store it and cook the product.” and Louie gets a few hundred dollars “Louie I’ma put you on that.” Louie put the money in her bra “Boy we need to talk turkey.” “I feel the product’s price is right.” Jerome lips pull in a grin “I ain’t talkin’ bout the product. Now when you first came to me you said wanted to split this down the middle fifty-fifty.” Frankie scoffs at Jerome “Then what do you do huh? You turn me away, I ain’t given’ half away now.” Jerome laughs “Now I’m earnin’ if not them knuckleheads that y’all be runnin’ around with.” Jerome points at the both of you “And I can set your narrow ass straight.”

Frankie did not breaking his concentration “It’s my connect, my product, my process. I've already got Lexi, Lee, and Kev to take care.” he grabs a stack of cash and start counting “I’ve can give y’all ten percent.” Jerome haggles for forty percent “Twenty percent and that’s even pushin’ it.” Frankie smiles at his unc, Jerome chuckles “Twenty-five percent then we straight.” “Deal.” Frankie shakes hands Jerome “Ayee that’s my family right there! Move that. I’ma take a shit y’all keep countin’ that.” Jerome stands to walk to the bathroom Frankie turns to Louie “Ray-Ray thinkin’ on it, should know soon.” Louie sits up “Either way you gon’ take care of me right.” he nods his head “I gotchu you.” Louie looks deeper at Frankie “What about you? You alright? You juggling a lot of shit, you doin’ okay.” he lays his head on his hands and gives Louie a quick “Mhm.” and stares of into the distance.

You goes home and sees her momma’s car parked outside on the side driveway, you walk inside of the house to see your momma watching an old black exploitation movie “Where have you been Alexia? I’ve been waiting for you to come home last night! I thought you were hurt or killed somewhere.” you put your head down “I’m sorry momma I went to the hospital to go see Lee and I just got lost at the time and then I just stayed at Shon-Shon for the night.” she stands up to hug you pulling you in her arms “Well next time you wanna do something like that, you call me, don’t keep me in the dark I even bought you a pager for you, so don’t try not to lose this one this time.” “Thank you momma and Shon-Shon wants me to sleepover over at her house again and I’ll page you if something happens I promise.” Looking down at black pager with a sparkly pink case and a clip bend it, you kiss your momma on the cheek and thanked her walking to your room to pack a bag and changed into a white shirt and washed out jeans then before you left you saying goodbye and walked to Jerome’s house.

Pulling up to Avi’s place it had a tall gold gate that covered the front of the mansion it opens, Jerome pulls in to park in the corner of the driveway you, Frankie, Jerome, and Kev step out of the car, Frankie grabs his backpack “Okay y’all be cool, aight this motherfucka is crazy.” there was four men with all slicked back hair and large guns and you all spread your arms to get your pat down once your cleared you walked inside of the house everyone had ak-47’s and glocks on their hips. Avi wearing a versace tan shirt with khakis and gold shoes walks up to Frankie to give him a hug and shakes Jerome and Kev's hands then kisses your hand “Come, let’s go sit by the pool.” proceeding to the pool, there a large fountain in the corner and even a massive pool and a big slide on the side of the pool, you and Frankie take a seat with Avi, Frankie opens his backpack to hand Avi twelve stacks of money. Avi starts counting the money and since they were smaller bills he had to start over and over and over. It was so comical to you seeing Avi getting frustrated with money, Jerome is looking at everything “What’s up with these crates?” Avi looks up “What crates?” Jerome points down “These crates?” and Avi realized he lost his count “Motherfucker! YUDA!” and hands the gunman the money “Did you know Franklin saved Yuda’s life.” “No.” you and Jerome both say “It’s true..yeah he’s a good boy, so everytime he comes here. I offer him a drink, some snort, some pink he always says no.” You turn your head to see Kev putting his hand in the water, you take your pointer finger to say ‘come here’ to Kev, he walks up to the table “Shiit I’m good with any of those.” picking up the champagne bottle “Well I didn’t offer to you did I?” Avi turns to Frankie “The fuck you bring them here for?” “Told you. Business is ramping up. Means we’re gonna buy more, pay upfront that also means I might not be here to be making these runs.” Avi shakes his head “Noo it’s you I like, I trust, you put on the vest.”

The gunman says something in hebrew and Avi agrees the gunman walks away “Y’know Avi since you know we buyin in bulk, how do we do bit better on that price.” you and Frankie sit up “What?” coming from Avi, Jerome takes a seat next to Avi “I know you started the boy at twelve and how about how you shave a little off that price.” Avi’s realizing “Oh ohh maybe or maybe I’ll shave your eyebrows off your face and tell you to eat a donkey’s dick.” Frankie sticks out his hand “Come on Avi.” Avi grabs Frankie “And from now on it’s going to be thirteen a key.” the gunman comes back with two keys in his hands and sets them on the table Avi gives Frankie the two keys, he puts them in his backpack and closes the bag “Now get the fuck out.” Walking down the driveway “I told y’all to be cool.” Frankie walking in front with his hands in his pockets “Hey man it ain’t our fault the dude is crazy.” Kev says “Hey man he’s more than crazy, motherfucka racist.” Frankie stops and turns “It doesn’t matter unless y’all know where I can get pure product then Avi’s our guy.” Jerome taps Frankie shoulder “Look he has to be getting it somewhere and it’s much less than twelve a key and we get someone to scope out his place, get right to the source.” Frankie turns to walk to the car “Can’t just sit out and scope out his place, we’ll be arrested in five minutes.” “You right we can’t, but you know someone who can.” Rob can easily scope out Avi’s place.

Louie unlocks the door to an empty house with wood floors and a lamp in the corner with archway to the kitchen “Hey man this place is dope, I mean a few couches, some lava lamps and a big screen tv, hey we could have a waterbed in this motherfucka too.” Kev claps his hands “This ain’t no bachelor pad, it’s a good damn cook house, just calm yo ass down.” you put your hand on Kev’s shoulder and smile at him “Maybe we could a couple couches Kev.” Frankie walks in the kitchen, turning on the stove “We need to get the gas on, right away the stove is the whole point.” “Can get it done as early as tomorrow.” Frankie pager goes off and looks at it “Ray-Ray.” You, Frankie and Jerome walk to the car.

Jerome parks his car next to a oil well and leaving his lights on and few minutes later Ray-Ray pulls up and step out the car “I didn’t know y’all were bringing somebody.” Frankie steps forward “Just my uncle, hold up your end, you ain’t got nothin’ to worry about.” “Just be clear, I’m not the bitch here, whatever the fuck y’all did to Lenny really fucked him up, would’ve got us all killed.” Frankie nods his head “We know , you’re doin’ the right thing….get him out.” Jerome walks up to Ray-Ray “I’ma help you.” As Jerome walked away, you see the nervousness coming off Frankie. He puts his hands on the car and you pull him in for a quick kiss “You can do this baby.” Frankie told you what him and Lee talked about taking care his family his kinfolk and most importantly you. “Get yo ass up..Get up.” Jerome and Ray-Ray carry Lenny to sit him down in between the cars so he can see you and Frankie, Jerome holds Lenny in a chokehold “Motherfuckin’ Judas’s.” Ray-Ray looks at Frankie “All right we good?” Frankie walks closer to Ray-Ray “Afraid we ain’t, need to know word of this shit never gon leave this spot.” Frankie opens a switchblade “Nah man fuck that-man you told me to bring him here.” “Either you do it so I know you’ll keep your mouth shut or you’ll both be dead.” Frankie throws the blade to Ray-Ray “That wasn’t the deal.” you spoke “Well it’s the deal now.” Lenny is pleading with Ray-Ray “Come on Ray-Ray.” Frankie smiles “Hey man I understand this ain’t an easy ask..I know.” Frankie tosses a stack of cash to Ray-Ray “Plenty more where where that came from, we can use men who know how to handle theyself. Future could be bright.” Ray-Ray picks up the blade and walks towards Lenny “Hey man don’t you do this shit man, come on man.” Ray-Ray grips the blade tighter “I told you to let this shit go.” “Man you ain’t never gonna forget this shit, you won’t and you know it nigga.” Jerome opens up Lenny’s neck, Ray-Ray is still not moving, Frankie pulls his gun and pointed at the back of Ray-Ray head “Come on Ray-Ray.” Lenny is begging for his life “Look at me Ray-Ray, please look at me.” Frankie screams “Do it mothfucka!” Ray-Ray yells “Alright! Alright!” Ray-Ray walks up to Lenny and slices his throat, Jerome steps back to not get blood on his clothes. Lenny’s blood is running down his shirt and spilling on the dirt he’s became silence then the light leaving his eyes and becoming a lifeless soul.

“For Leon motherfucka.” Frankie whispers, he puts his gun under his belt “You ever wanna make some ends, you know where to find me.” and walks back to the car and opens the car for you to get in, once you got in, you share a quick look with Jerome and you both just look at Frankie, seeing in that state that he was so angry and relieve to be getting Lee’s lick back then Jerome drives off to leave Ray-Ray to dig for Lenny’s body.

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Another one thank you 🤣🤣 THE BITCH IS DEAD (FINALLY) thank you to everyone still reading this it really means a lot to me (side note irl: this has been a hard chapter for me to finish because me and partner are broken up and I had no desire to write, but the breakup was very mutual between us and after having closure with our relationship is much better now and she is my friend now☺️) but back on this story Lexi needs to stop lying’ to her momma 🫣 you know she ain’t gonna sis especially for that dick, it’s too bomb 😜 especially at Rob’s when he was fucking her from the back giving Lexi that dumb dick and making her to look at him, bitch you cannot tell me otherwise that you would not be dickmatize 🗣️🙋🏿‍♀️ speaking on that sis, that daddy kink Frankie new nickname is Snowdady, you can’t change my mind. Thank you again for taking the time to read this. See you on chapter 9💋

Love Nazzy 💕

[henneseyhoe]

Next lifetime (request)

Franklin Saint x BLACK!FEM!reader

WARNINGS: no protection(wrap before you tap!), virginity mentions(it’s virgin sex guys lol), cheating(technically),smut smut smuttt

SUMMARY:reader has a shitty boyfriend she’s being forced to be with because her parents don’t like Franklin, Frank is a simp so he’s determined to have her either way! He sneaks in her bedroom and they have a lil breakdown before they virgin asses almost break the bed <3

Ps. This took so long to write cause I kept changing my mind about shit so I apologize to the person who requested it 😭 so if y’all see the pov randomly change pls ignore.

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Tap.

Tap.

Tap.

Her head picks up from out of the book she was reading, her attention moving towards her window.

Tap.

She heard again, but this time she saw something actually make contact with the glass. Something small, like a pebble or a piece of plastic.

‘Da hell?’ She thought, reaching over and turning her music down lower than it already was, ‘the girl is mine’ by Michael Jackson no longer being heard through the speakers.

Tap.

That time around the sound was a little more aggressive and impatient, slightly ticking the girl off. She sat her novel down on her nightstand and got down from her bed, slowly striding her way to the window to see who or what was so desperately trying to grasp her attention. Peeking out of the curtains, she squints, searching for the culprit.

“Open the damn window, girl!” She heard a muffled voice from down below. She looks down, spotting her bestfriend, Franklin. The girl couldn’t help but face palm. not cause he wasn’t supposed to be there, not because he was extremely loud and risking getting her in trouble, but because he was also ruining her flower garden that decorated the side of the house, his feet being planted into the wide flower pot so he could reach the window

He waves as she looks at him, almost falling, but the grip he had on the side of the house must’ve been enough to hold him up.

Opening up her window, she crosses her arms. “Nigga, I know you not down there ruining my bushes and tulips” she complains in a hushed tone, and he looks up at her with a ‘sorry’ smile, shrugging.

“And you just don’t care, do you?”

“Of course I care about your lil garden, it’s beautiful…like you”

she rolls her eyes, fighting a small smirk that was tugging at her plump lips.

“Corny” she mumbles. “Yeah, whatever. Whatchu doing here?” She asks, leaning on the windowsill with her arms, now kneeling. He shrugs again.

“I can’t visit my best friend?”

She shakes her head, knowing he was up to no good. There was no other reason for him to be there so late in the night other than hearing gossip. Gossip about her, which she couldn’t seem to hide from these days. There had been rumors about her relationship with her ex ‘Caine’ for about a week now, but the newest one was that they got back together. Not that it was her choice. He most likely knew that though.

“I didn’t say you couldn’t see me, it’s just…You know you’re not supposed to be here” she spoke lowly and he nods, sighing. “I wanted to see you”

She chuckles. “you always wanna see me”

“that’s a crime?” He asks, starting to jump for the windowsill to pull himself up. On one lucky jump, he was able to get a good grip on the window, attempting to pull himself inside. She watches him, sighing to herself.

“In this house? apparently”

he laughs and she crawls backwards so he could climb in fully. He did just that, readjusting his hand placement to the sides of the windowsill and pushing himself through, rolling onto the floor once he was in. She covers her mouth to keep from laughing, trying to keep her seriousness so she could scold him for all the noise.

Standing to her feet, she steps over him, softly kicking him in the side. “Shhhh” she shushed, looking out the window to make sure nobody saw before closing it.

“Damn, my bad” he straightens himself up, standing to his feet. A part of her wanted to push his ass right back out of that window, but the other part of her knew she’d just miss him again, and when she got in that mood, it was hard to get her out of it. You’d think because they’ve been best friends for so long that people around would understand, but it seemed like no one did.

Her parents hated him with every fiber in their bodies combined, his mother thought she was ‘too damn uppity’, and their friend groups couldn’t stand each other. Not to mention they were polar opposites. Y/N was on her way to college for a degree she was set on, and Franklin, on the other hand was being Franklin. Doing whatever the hell he wanted.

“You look pretty” he suddenly says, the girl looking down at her gown and squinting at him. “Oh shut up, no I don’t“ she argues, going back to sit on her bed. He follows, kicking his shoes off and sitting next to her. “You do though. I’m sure Caine will love that”

She glares at him. “Cut it out” she says, not wanting to talk about it. He doesn’t say anything, he just looks, playing with the bottom of her dress. He knew she would talk one way or another, and the silence was just enough space for her to spill.

“…it wasn’t my choice, Franklin…”

“I get it, Y/N. It’s whatever”

She frowns. it wasn’t whatever to her. It was actually everything, and she hated that. It was her life, her reality. It’s all she ever talked about these days, and she was tired. Tired of talking about it, tired of her parents, tired of everyone else making choices for her, not with her. She was indecisive, yes, but she always knew what she wanted in the end, and what she wanted wasn’t anything like how things were going in many of her relationships.

Fiddling with the necklace she wore, she tried to think of a way to explain to him how she felt without potentially upsetting both of them. The subject was sensitive, and so was she at the moment. “I don’t want it to seem like you’re a second thought for me…”

“I know I’m not” he says simply, his tone dry.

“No, you really don’t and I can feel it”

He lets go of her dress, smoothing his hands over his face. The topic stressed him out just as much as it did her, but he wasn’t so good with not letting it get the best of him. “I don’t know what you want me to do when you got security surrounding you every where you go…I mean, I just snuck in through your damn window, Y/N”

Her eyes dart over to him, her lids forming a squint at his tone. “So, you think it’s my fault?”

“I didn’t say that”

“Okay then, what are you saying?”

“I’m saying you a grown ass woman. Making a few people upset ain’t gonna end the world” he replies, his attitude getting more noticeable as they conversed. She allowed herself to calm before speaking, not wanting to raise her voice. “You don’t even know how hard it is, I have a standard to uphold!” She says a little above a whisper.

“And I’m not apart of that? I’m starting to think the shit your parents say about me is getting to you, cause the nigga they picked FOR YOU over me apparently treats you like shit, and that wasn’t enough to make you put your foot down? Hell of a woman you are”

Her jaw almost dropped for a split second, and she found herself about to stoop down extremely low because of the hurtful things he said, but it was true, and she couldn’t deny that. It may have stung a bit, but it was something she needed to hear.

What he said had concluded the argument, and he could almost feel the tension that built up between them for the past few weeks disappearing into thin air.

Feeling bad now, he huffs before speaking.“…I’m sorry. That was fucked up to throw it in your face like that, but-“

“Nah, you right” she interrupts, nodding. “You got it. definitely got it, Saint”

He sighs. He knew he could be a little too blunt at times, but how could you blame him? The topic was something he was passionate about. He was passionate about her and her well-being.

Grabbing her hand from her lap, he holds it. “You know I love you. I’d do anything for you, but it’s hard to come to terms with the love of your life being with someone else, in a situation they don’t even wanna be in. I feel like my fuckin’ heart is gonna burst when I think about it” Even in this moment his chest hurt a little, becoming tighter as he fought back the urge to keep going, just in case she rejected him.

She didn’t speak. he felt like the world stopped for a moment as she held his hand, her grip becoming a little tighter. Meanwhile in her head, she was jumping for joy, the man she actually loved confessing that he wanted to be with her.

She wanted to dance, but she was stuck in her feels, admiring how he became softer just in that small moment. If it was Caine, he’d just refuse to talk to her and leave.

They stayed in thick silence for a while, just staring at each other, waiting for one of them to make the next move to determine wether they’d have a real future together or not. She pondered for a moment on if she was doing the right thing, if she was being selfish and putting herself first. Then she realized that’s exactly what she should do.

suddenly, she kissed him. Hard. The bed had made squeaky noises as she made her way onto his lap, pushing him backwards. He gladly accepted the kiss with his hands almost immediately moving to her ass like he’d been waiting for the moment to touch, boldly gripping as his tongue explored her mouth. That alone had her nerves going crazy, her core thumping with a second heartbeat. She started to get wet at the feeling of her heat grinding against his lap, and he could feel it.

He pulls away, looking up at her. “Wait…” he stops, the girl giving him a puzzled look, wondering what she had done wrong in just that small window of time. He looks at her with a questioning look, her already knowing what he was asking.

She genuinely thought for a minute. She had talked to Caine about giving him her virginity before. In all honestly, it was almost all he talked about when they were alone now that she thought about it, but every time she thought she was ready to give it to him, her body always felt too uncomfortable to go on with anything other than head.

So she told him no. Every single time. But now? It felt right to her. She couldn’t explain what was different, but she felt it in her heart. It was a complete different vibe for her.

She nods to him and he smiles, pulling her back down. He eagerly pulls at her night gown, almost ripping the laced parts of it as he pushes the front of it below her breasts, letting them free. His lips disconnect from her and attach to her nipples instead, his tongue circling around her areola before he began to suck, his other hand making sure her right didn’t feel left out. She let out a soft moan, throwing her head back as her hand held the back of his.

She attempted to squeeze her thighs shut around him to subside the throbbing of her clit and give it the right amount of attention and pressure she craved, but his hips stopped her every single time. Catching onto her gestures, he swiftly flips her over to her back, beginning to kiss down her soft, brown body, then back up to her lips.

“So” kiss. “fuckin’” kiss. “beautiful” he mumbles, laying a peck on her lips for every word while his hand made it’s way down to her panties. his thumb made delicious circles on her clit, and he could feel it jumping just from contact. She couldn’t help but to let out another moan, her hand moving to close her mouth so no one down the hall would hear.

Almost immediately, his hand moves her’s from her mouth, the girl looking at him as if he was crazy. “Nah, I wanna hear you” she sighs. “I can’t be too loud”

“Don’t care”

He says simply and pushes her legs up, closing her thighs together. She braces herself for what was about to happen, attempting to prepare mentally for whatever she was about to let him do to her body. Has she given head before? Yes. Absolutely. It was almost a regular thing that she’d do to Caine to make him happy for suddenly saying she didn’t wanna have sex with him, but she never had him return the favor before. She didn’t even know it wasn’t a normal thing until she told her friends and they all stared at her like she was stupid.

It wasn’t like she wanted him down there anyway. she would have rather died. While staring up at the ceiling, lost in thought, she hadn’t even realized Franklin had already pulled her underwear off and spread her thighs back apart, the man gawking at how wet she had gotten that fast. He on the other hand, had never seen anything like it unless it was in a magazine or on a tv, and no one he was with before this had ever gotten this far. Long story short, he hadn’t been in pussy since the day he came out one.

His dick got straight as a board in his pants just thinking about how she’d feel wrapped around him, gripping tightly.

He wrapped his arms around her thighs and pulled her to the edge of the bed so he could have more access before he dove in, feasting on her like his last meal. Her head lifts up to watch him, her eyes being welcomed by his staring up at her as he licked and slurped her up, laying small kisses on her clit every now and then that had her stomach twisting in knots.

“Oh fuck- right there..“ a breath escapes her lips in substitute of the moan she refused to let out. He hummed in satisfaction, his tongue slipping in and out of her, going up and down from her clit to her entrance. He repeated those strokes and built up the speed, her legs beginning to shake already from the new feeling between her legs.

She didn’t know what was happening, but she was warm. She couldn’t explain the feeling if you asked, but she knew it felt good. Her hips automatically raised into his face in reaction to the sensitivity of her body, and he only took that as a sign to go harder, his lips closing around her clit before he began sucking.

A whole new wave of sensations took on her body, making her thrash in an attempt to get him off of her, but it was unsuccessful with his arms wrapped around her thighs in a death grip to hold her still.

“stop—stoppp-” she spoke, her hands moving to his head to once again attempt to push him and get him off, but he didn’t budge. She felt like she wanted to pee, and that made her adrenaline rush a bit. Anyone outside of the door would have thought she was having a panic attack with how hard she was breathing.

“Hmmm-mmmm” he hummed against her as he looked almost through her and into her soul, her brown irises looking back at him in awe. Suddenly she felt a gush of water, the tingly sensation she had just before being abandoned by her body as soon as she felt wetness under her. She gasped harshly, her lungs quickly filling with air, so much that her chest hurt.

She didn’t know what had even happened, but she thought apparently it was something normal since he was still going, ignoring the shaking of her poor legs. Either that or he had a weird kink she was just finding out about.

He had only pulled off of her to catch air, clear liquid dripping from his chip. The top of his shirt was soaked. “I- I’m sorry- I told you to stop!” She stammered, quickly gathering herself and sitting up on her knees, one of her hands going between her thighs to stop the pulsing of her clit. embarrassment washed over her as she gained back her full senses.

He smiles and stands to his feet, peeling his shirt off. Tilting her head up with his finger, he pecks her on her lips softly. She taste herself on his tongue. “If it wasn’t okay, I would have stopped, Y/N”

She paused for a moment before nodding with a smile, pulling him down by his throat for another kiss. She took that as an opportunity to pay him back, pulling him even closer by his pants and removing his belt, throwing it somewhere to the side. She began pushing his pants down slowly, his underwear easily coming along with them.

disconnecting the kiss while grabbing a hold of him in her hand, her eyes widen. it took everything in her not to gasp at the feeling or the sight. He was heavy, bigger than Caine in all categories. She could only wonder how all of that was gonna fit inside of her and leave with her still in tact at that.

Beginning to stroke him, he shudders and steps out of his clothes, praying that it felt as good as they made it seem in the pornos. Taking the practice she had from Caine, she prayed that it would suffice for him and still be pleasurable, considering he was so different.

She licks the tip of his dick, then kisses it, her hands starting to move up and down as she prepared myself. Collecting saliva in her mouth, she spits down onto him before slurping it back up and licking along the sides of his shaft, a vibrational moan accompanying her motions. She felt him twitch in her hand, his breathing speeding up the nastier she got. Moving her hand down to the base of him, she attempted to deepthroat, only being able to go half way before she gagged again, but that wasn’t gonna stop her.

She began bobbing her head, using her hands to stroke the rest of him as her mouth did the rest of the work. Her spit trailed down his shaft, and she used it to lube up the rest of him, making the stroke of her hand go smoother than before. She had only been five minutes in before he took a good grip on her hair, starting to thrust in her mouth without regards for her throat. moving her hand from the base of his dick, she tried taking every inch he gave her as he fucked her throat while also trying to fight off gags that had her shedding tears.

He hit the back of her throat with force, wet, squishy sounds filling the room as more spit gathered on his dick, dripping down his balls. Trying his best not to make any alarming noises, he was only a few thrusts away from saying fuck it and busting deep down her throat. But as ready as he was, he refused, pulling out of her mouth with a sigh.

“Fuck” he throws his head back, trying to think of something else other than her as his dick bobs in her face. She swallows the spit in her mouth and slurps up the rest that was dripping from his dick, going down to his balls and licking those up too. His stomach flexes and he pulls away again, his hands pushing at her shoulders to keep her at bay.

“What? Did I do something wrong?” She asks and he shakes his head, gripping the base of his dick. “Nah…I just don’t wanna cum yet” he explains, the girl tilting her head. She didn’t really understand as to why he didn’t, but she didn’t bother to pry any further. In his head, he was waiting for what his homies described as ‘one of the best feelings ever next to winning the lottery’. He wanted to believe that.

“I wanna ride. Can I?” She asks abruptly. She could see in his face that he was slightly shocked by her request. wondering if she could even do it correctly, he still wanted to say yes. Why not test it out on him even if she can’t? Is what he thought. Though she never did it before, she had confidence that she could, thinking she would be able to control her own pace.

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Kneeling felt too uncomfortable, straining her muscles a bit too much. She made a mental note to stretch a bit more, then switched to her tippy toes, taking a deep breath. He grabs his dick by the base, helping her position it in the right place before she began slowly lowering herself. Only the tip had made it in, and she had already winced. Not out of pain, but it was just a lot of pressure to say only an inch or two was in.

“Relax, baby” he spoke into the air, the sound of his voice making her walls clench. She moans.

“I’m trying. I don’t think it’ll fit”

“It’ll fit” he reassures, his arms going under her to support her bouncing. Her arms went to his shoulders and she lowered herself a bit more onto him. The entrance into her was slick, the wetness surrounding her tight pussy helping him slip inside much easier, making her feel every single vein and inch faster than she wanted to. Once she was fully sat, she took a deep breath to continue raising back up, but he had already started the task by lifting her up himself, his hands gripping her ass.

He helped her bounce, then let go once he felt her adjust to his size, her grip loosening up, but she was still tight enough to enjoy. He fought the urge to fuck back, but it was only a matter of time before he disregarded how she felt.

“Just like that, baby” he praises, one of his hands now on her neck, gripping slightly. She felt an unreal amount of pressure, her legs almost giving out when she felt his tip hit the ‘end’ of her pussy, giving her a stomach turning feeling that had her ready to do what she just had done when he was eating her out.

Her ass popped right back up and her legs wobbled as she tried her best not to tap out, a thin layer of sweat now covering her forehead . “Right there” her plump lips pouted, him leaning up a bit and kissing them.

They both were trying their best to keep it down, but the bed was starting to make squeaking noises the faster her bouncing got, but she knew he couldn’t have cared about any of that. He only confirmed her assumption by how he began raising his hips to meet her bouncing, his hips now suddenly snapping into hers as she tried to lift herself to prevent the sound of their thighs meeting each other.

“Oh shit!” She huffed, her voice breaking. He shushed her with an expression before it disappeared as pleasure took over, his eyes rolling back momentarily as his head met the headboard. She struggled to stay on her toes as one more orgasms rushed over her, her legs finally giving out and going back into a kneeling position.

He held the position and locked his arms around her waist, his hips still drilling into her without a care. She heard nothing but wet smacking noises, her walls being the culprit of the noise as the boy attempted to make his tip meet her cervix, or that’s what it felt like to her . Her jaw went slack and her legs lost its feeling. She was walking the line of passing out, but every stroke kept her eyes shot open and tearing up.

If this is what sex felt like the whole time then she was thinking she should have always been a bit promiscuous around Franklin.

Before she knew it, he flipped both of them over, her back now on the wet sheets and blankets. She shivered at the cold spots that hit her ass before her body tensed up, feeling the thick pole she had just been rammed with slide right back into her with no warning, starting out with a slow, controlled pace. She grips his shoulders so tight that her nails dug into his skin, making him wince with his bottom lip tucked into his mouth.

He was so pretty from this angle. She could watch him all day.

She was so wet by now that the only thing she could feel was when his tip made contact with her gspot, her back arching up so high that she could have sworn she heard it crack a little. “I can’t,” she shook her head, her toes curling as he hit that sweet spot once again, now speeding up his thrusts. Her walls only gripped and took him in further, and that was when all feeling came back.

She clenched her eyes closed so tight that she started seeing black spots when she opened them back up. “Fuck!” She moaned out accidentally.

“Fu—“ he slapped her mouth shut quickly as he fucked her like he hated her, finally taking a bit of account of how loud and reckless they were getting. She whined at the stinging on her cheeks and he gave her an apologetic look, but his speed didn’t cease to make it easier for her to be quiet. It actually got more vigorous, and him rubbing her sensitive clit at the same time didn’t help either.

“You so fuckin’ gorgeous” he says, his voice and breathing jagged, the compliment making her fluster more than she already was by this situation alone. He moved his hand from her mouth and held her head, leaning down. They were so close that she could hear his breathing even clearer, the sound alone with his low moans being music to her ears. It only made her wetter knowing he enjoyed this as much as she did.

The feeling she had earlier rushed back so easily, her stomach tying itself in knots again. “I gotta— I’m cumming” she says breathlessly, her voice a little above a whisper. She expected him to stop, but that was a negative. Her toes curled and her arms pushed at him, but she was too far gone and tired to get him off of her, so she tried to scoot up instead.

She never thought ‘running from dick’ was a real thing. She only heard about it in stories her homegirls told her about, but now she completely understood. She understood that feeling you get when it’s just too good that you can barely control your movements anymore, to the point where you wanna smack the shit out of his face just to slow him down a bit.

Every time she moved an inch, he followed and fucked harder, her moans now getting caught in her throat. He was determined to make us both pass out, he waited for this moment for a long time. Too long if you asked him.

Her head and shoulders hung off the bed with her body going limp. She couldn’t move up anymore or she’d risk falling off her bed and hitting her head, waking up anybody who could freely open the door any time they wanted. This was already a risky situation considering she had no lock on my door.

She couldn’t tell if it was her blood rushing to her head or if it was another orgasm that was hitting stronger than the other one, but she was losing her mind, her legs closing around his fast moving hips as she squirted once more, soaking the sheets. Her head popped forward towards him and she mustered up the strength to push him off of her finally, more of her juices squirting out as he pulled out of her with a grunt.

Pulling her back onto the bed fully by her thighs, he wraps his hand around his shaft, jerking himself off to finish. his stomach muscles tensed up and his breathing came to a stop as he gripping himself tightly. She stared in anticipation, her hands moving downwards to stroke the tip of his dick with her thumb, that small touch alone being enough to make him cum all over her stomach and chest with a loud groan.

“Shhh” She jump up to cover his mouth, lowkey getting her payback for that mouth cover he did to her earlier.

“Fuck” he says, his words muffled because of her hand. He grabs her wrist and pulls her hand away from him, collapsing back onto the bed while letting out a breath.

They sat there for a few seconds, trying to regulate their breathing.

“…Franklin?” She calls, looking at him and pulling her knees to her chest to cover herself up like he wasn’t just inside of her.

“Yeah?”

“Were you a virgin before this?”

“…yeah” they stare, Franklin scratching the back of his neck and looking away

“Then…”

“Porn” he answered simply, her ears immediately getting hot.

“Oh..”

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@mikazaki890763

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Do you write for Franklin saint? Maybe with him getting that stress relief??? Like I want him to be pussy whipped fr. (Feel free to ignore but your Franklin works are magical)

A/N: Ask and ye shall receive!!!!

Stress Relief

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Pairing: Franklin Saint x Black!Fem!reader / Plus Size reader

Warnings: 18+, Minors DNI, You are in charge of your own reading experience. Intentional use of AAVE. Cursing, PIV, oral (male receiving) multiple uses of n-word, kissing. No major spoilers for Snowfall.

Summary: During a stressful period at the end of season 3, Franklin is dealing with a lot of pressure from all sides. Between Leon popping off at the mouth and Manboy getting bold, Franklin is running around stressed. You feel bad. You want to help him. Even though it's hot as hell outside, you decide to do a little heating up at home to take the tension away.

Word Count: 2,434k

A/N: Whew! This got ME hot and bothered. I hope you enjoy! I'm also on AO3 now! Old dogs can learn new tricks! Please, please, please consider commenting and reblogging to help support writers! I can't get better if I don't get feedback!

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Fuck it was hot as hell in LA. You fanned yourself as you sat in front of the fan, titties out, trying to cool off. You wore shorts, though that did nothing for the sticky sweat between your thighs. Your braids were off your neck, resting on the couch cushion. LA has had some record heat waves, but this felt like one of the worst ones. The radio called for everyone to do their part for conservation. Sheeit. It was hotter than a devil’s draws outside. 

Franklin was going to be out all day, running errands with Leon. The mess between him and Manboy was stressing your man out and you were running out of ways to help him. Though you didn’t want anything to do with handling drugs, you tried to help in other ways. Counting his money, checking in on his mom and Alton, and holding down the house while he was away.

When Franklin got like this, it was best to get out of his way. It was tough for you to do because you were a helper by nature. You didn’t like seeing people in distress when you could do something about it. Sweets usually did it, but Franklin’s only vice was a nice glass of soda. 

You sighed, adding to the hot air blowing through the room. Sweat gathered on your skin, under your boobs, giving you a light sheen that was bordering on uncomfortable. You tried to distract yourself with ways you could help Franklin relieve some of that tension. 

It’d be easier if the mu’fucka just went on and had a drink. Everybody had something. 

Keys jingling made you lean around the couch to look at the front door. Franklin slid into the house, dark blue shirt clinging to his lean frame. You watched him move, tension in the set of his shoulders and his lips pressed together. 

“Hey baby,” you said. 

Franklin did a double take, looking around for you. You made a noise so that he knew to look on the floor, in front of the couch. His eyes landed on you and he gave you a smile. “What you doin’ here?” He asked.

“I wasn’t finna go to work in this shit. Probably should have for the air conditioning, but well. It’s too hot for all that,” you said and waved your hand. Thinking about air conditioning made you pay attention to how the heat rolled over your skin.

Franklin closed the door and walked over to the couch. He passed in front of you and sat down. He leaned over a planted a kiss on your forehead. Then he sat back on the couch with a loud sigh. 

“If anyone ask, I was over Rob’s last night,” he said.

You turned around to face him. “Okay. But where were you really?” You asked. 

Franklin’s head rested on the back of the dark brown couch, looking up towards the ceiling like it had the answers he needed. He licked his lips slowly. 

“Don’t you fix your lips to lie, Franklin Saint,” you said.

Franklin chuckled and it warmed you up to see him smile, even a little. You missed that damn smile on his face. Over the past few weeks, he’d been steadily growing more tired. The smiles didn’t come as easy. 

“You know I try to keep you outta this shit,” he said. 

“Too bad. How’d things go with Leon and Manboy?” You asked. He wasn’t ready to talk about last night and that was okay. For now.

Franklin leaned forward and rubbed his hands together, a grimace on his face. He avoided looking at you so he probably wasn’t going to tell the whole truth. Must be really bad. You knew he sometimes had to do things he wasn’t proud of. Things that would make his mama cry if she really knew. 

You weren’t so cavalier about the things he did but you understood him. Growing up in the hood like you both did, it was a desolate wasteland sometimes. It felt like there was a giant hand on your neck, keeping you down no matter how hard you worked to get out from under it. Franklin was only trying to even the playing field.

“I’m so sick of trying to get niggas to act right,” Franklin said. He stood up, rolling his shoulders and cracking his knuckles.

You grimaced. Maybe you shouldn’t have mentioned anything. “Leon so fucking busy worrying about Wanda, Manboy got the Crips on lock in Compton and Leon pushing in. Like cats and fuckin’ dogs with these niggas!” He yelled. 

You stayed quiet and let him vent. He was even more wound up than you thought. Had you ever seen him so worked up? It’d been so long since he was home long enough to have an actual conversation. Mostly, you talked in between his meetings and goings on. He’d page you and you’d find a few minutes to hurry and call before he scooted off again.

Matter of fact, it’d been quite some time since you had your legs wrapped around his waist. You felt bad, but as he spoke, you stared at his frame. At the hard lean to his shoulders when he was truly pissed. Sometimes, his walk turned you on more than his words ever could. 

You stood up, halting Franklin in his tracks. His eyes dropped down to your titties, but you took his hand. You silently led him to the couch, making him sit back down. “You’re stressed,” you said.

Franklin opened his mouth, but you placed a finger over his lips. “You’re stressed and running around with too much responsibility. Too many things on your mind, baby,” you said. 

He sighed and finally nodded, seeming to deflate completely. You moved your hand under his chin and lifted it. You planted a kiss to his lips. He groaned, leaning in to deepen the kiss. You pulled away, kissed his cheek, and leaned down to his ear. “I know how to get your mind right,” you softly sang. 

“What you got in mind?” He asked.

You smirked and sank to your knees in front of the couch. You eyed him as you went for his zipper and pulled. You moved his jeans and briefs down, until his hardening dick sprang free. You moaned at the sight of it, biting your lip as if you could already taste the salty taste of him. 

You lowered your mouth on him, taking your time to work him all the way in. He groaned as your mouth took as much of him as you could. You swirled your tongue around his shaft and then around his tip. Pre-cum leaked into your mouth and you moaned, swallowing him down.

“Fuck,” he sighed. He gathered up your braids into a tight ponytail. 

“You need some relief baby?” You asked around his dick. 

Franklin’s eyes were locked on yours. On the way that you smiled at him while sucking him back down. He nodded and pushed your head further. You slobbered on his dick, coating him with your saliva. Your wet, loud sucking battled with the fan blowing hot air across your back. 

Franklin slowly pulled you by your hair up and down and kept his eyes locked on his disappearing length inside of you. You let him go with a wet plop and then bit his thigh. He hissed and gave you a wild look. 

“I won’t break Franklin, you know that. You need some real relief? Fuck me then,” you said, giving him a challenging look. You dared him with your eyes. 

“I don’t wanna hurt you,” he said. But his eyes were growing wider, breathing in creasing. Sweat made his dark skin glisten. 

You licked him from his balls to the tip of his shaft and he gasped. “You won’t,” you said. 

Franklin grinned and shook his head. “Fuck I do to deserve you, huh?” He asked. 

He didn’t give you a chance to respond. He licked his lips slowly, grabbed your braids tighter, and then pushed you down on his dick. He groaned, yelling a bit, as he fucked your mouth how he needed. You planted your hands on his thighs to brace yourself and settled in for the ride. 

You couldn’t resist teasing his tip whenever it ran past your lips. More pre-cum leaked into your mouth and you slurped that up. Drool spilled down your chin. You ran your tongue underneath his dick, tracing the hint of vein there. Franklin pushed his hips forward.

“Gonna cum, gonna cum,” he muttered. Not a second later, he shoved your head down and exploded in your mouth. His dick pulsed with hot cum shooting down your throat. You swallowed every last drop, breathing heavily. 

Franklin threw his head back with a groan, ragged gasps escaping him. He was so damn hot after he came. When his lips parted and his eyes were closed. That throat of his. His heaving breaths making his chest rise and fall so rapidly. 

You wiped your mouth clear of lingering drool. You moved to stand up, but Franklin caught your movement. He snatched you about the waist, and shoved your shorts and panties down. He pulled you onto his lap while he shoved his own pants down, further down his long legs. 

You straddled him and he moved his fingers to tease your clit. “You wet for me?” He asked. His voice was low and husky, sending tingles down your spine. 

“Yes, baby,” you said. Sucking him off made you so unbearably wet. Perhaps it wasn’t just him that needed stress relief. Being so worried about him caused its own little bubble of frustration.

His thumb traced circles around your clit while he captured your lips with his own. He kissed you like you supplied the oxygen he needed to survive. He nipped at your bottom lip before diving in for more. His other hand gripped your hip. Fingers digging in for purchase. 

You moaned into his lips. His finger worked magic on your pussy, pulling you closer and closer to the height of pleasure. Dripping onto his thighs, he moved his finger and circled his tip with your juices.

He rubbed his dick between your wet folds, gathering enough of your slick to push in without hurting you. You hissed as he breached your entrance. He kissed your neck, then down to your chest. He licked your nipple and then suckled it. 

“Oh-Oh fuck,” you moaned. The sweet bite of pain relaxed you enough to allow him inside. He pushed in deeper, working his hips until he was sliding in and out of you with ease. Your forehead dropped against his as you rode him. 

“Fuuck,” he moaned. Your breaths co-mingled, absorbed each other by being pressed chest to chest. Your sweat made you glide against his chest, his shirt the only barrier. You stole kisses in between moans, but you were too blissed out to stay connected for long. 

Franklin’s hands moved up to rub up and down your back and you sighed. You kissed his forehead. You were a hot mess at the moment. The smell of sex heavy and thick in the air. You didn’t care. He felt so good inside you. Like home. Like the most sinful heaven. Like sweet hell. 

Franklin pulled out and you groaned. You instantly missed him. He placed you on the couch and he stood up. He grinned and pulled off his shirt. He soaked through it with sweat. He kicked off his pants, leaving him in his naked glory. 

You admired the length of his body, licking your lips at the sheer beauty of him. He pulled your hips and flipped you over. You got to your knees, placing your hands over the back of the couch for leverage. 

He grabbed your hips and shoved in with a low, rumbling moan. “Oh fuck!” You screamed. You gripped the back of the couch, nails digging in while he hit it from the back with a bruising, punishing pace. 

Your ass smacked on his thighs and he grunted with every stroke. “Oh fuck, fuck that pussy, baby,” you moaned. “Beat this pussy up!” 

Franklin groaned, seeming to go deeper or stroke harder according to your demands. “Needed this. Needed you,” he croaked. 

“Needed you tooooo,” you moaned. You dropped your sweaty forehead to your forearm, indescribable pleasure overtaking your whole body. Like you were weightless. Jointless. Like you could fall apart at any moment and his dick could stitch you back together. 

“Niggas don’t fuckin’ listen. But you do, don’t you baby?” Franklin asked.

“Yes, baby, I listen,” you cried out, nodding though you weren’t sure if he could see it. He grabbed hold of your braids again, yanking your head back. Your back bowed as he entered at a new angle, dragging the tip of him across a deep, sweet spot that made you scream.

You came, body and limbs shaking uncontrollably. Franklin continued to pound inside of you, grunting and oblivious that your world was splitting apart atom by atom. 

“Oh fuck, baby. This pussy yours, baby,” you managed to eke out in between moans. 

That lit a fire under Franklin. His fingers gripped your sides harder, his strokes got deeper, and his moans bounced off of the walls. He growled as he came, hot, pulsing jets of cum that stuffed you to the brim. 

Your legs turned to jelly and you collapsed across the back of the couch. Franklin’s quick breaths fanned across your back. Your body still shivered, aftershocks from such a rough and deeply satisfying fuck. 

Franklin’s hips stilled deep inside, keeping you plugged up with his cum. He dropped forward, pushing you into the couch. You looked back at him and he smiled sloppily at you. 

“You know just how to take care of me,” he whispered. 

You smiled, groaning as he slipped out. His cum slipped out after and he disappeared from behind you. You heard water running and then he was back, wiping you down with a cool washcloth. 

You sighed as the cool cloth hit your overheated skin. When he was done, he plopped the towel onto the coffee table and then joined you on the couch. Despite the heat, you burrowed into his embrace, throwing your legs over his. 

He rubbed your arm while you played with the tiny hairs on his thighs. He kissed your forehead. “Fuckin’ love the shit outta you,” he said.

You leaned up to look at him in his beautiful eyes. “Love the shit outta you too.”

Plenty more of Franklin to go around! The Secret Franklin Saint Files

[buttercream-princess]

I just wrote a 2k fic about this man. It started as a fluffy drabble about picking songs while driving, now it's turned into a smutty oneshot and YK has his d*ck in her mouth.

I was hoping to release it now but now I wanna add more because it has me feeling a type of way even reading it. Writing foreplay just to build up the steam is something else. Lord ha'mercy. I know it's big.

[xokaus]

SAY IT, DO IT, SHOW IT, PROVE IT

☆ franklin saint x f! reader￨nsfw content￨wc: 2k

after a tense argument with his mom about leon getting shot in their back yard, franklin needed something to ease his mind.

mdni. black reader in mind. swearing. season one! franklin cause i like ‘em soft. normal snowfall warnings: selling weed & coke, shootings.

𝓴aus. the lack of fics for him shows the people have been slacking!!! 😔

“you gon make me ask?” franklin’s mom, yelled, throwing a hand up in frustration at her son who stopped in his tracks at her voice. he lightly sighed under his breath as he turned around to look at her from the doorframe of the hallway.

the day had been long for the both of them, so he’d hoped she would lay off him a little but she hadn’t since he had walked through the front door that night. he couldn’t really blame her though. leon getting shot in the backyard of the house they both laid their heads was somewhat as stressful as lying to his momma, selling coke, hiding it from the cops and making good but dirty money— let’s just say their situations came with their differences.

the two of them looked at each other a second before franklin spoke up. “it’s leon… you know. always starting some shit. finally mouthed off to the wrong person. probably caught him comin’ by the house.”

“so you had nothing to do with it, right?” she replied making him cock his head to the side and squint his eyes in disbelief at his moms’ question.

“no. come on, momma. of course not,” he assured, walking around the kitchen table where he stands closer to her. she stays in her position: at the head of the table.

she shakes her head with a scoff. “you scare me, franklin...” her breathing become uneven making her take a slight deep breath in. “how easy it is for you to look at me in the eye and lie your ass off. you got your best friends blood on your clothes and you don’t miss a god damn beat.”

“you know, jerome was here.” she slowly made her way to side of the stable where franklin stood. “heard the news. decided to check in. guilt was all over his face. at least someone in his family has still got a fucking conscience,” she added, looking him in the eyes.

“what’d he say?” franklin quickly asks.

“he didn’t have to say shit… i wanna hear it from you.”

he directs his eyes elsewhere for a few before looking back over to her. “what you wanna hear?”

“start with how long you’ve been slinging the weed for him.”

it wasn’t weed he’d been slagging for nobody. he knew that but she didn’t. he didn’t wanna dig himself into a deeper hole so he lied like he’d been doing all these other months. “six months. give or take.”

“6 months you’ve been lying to my face,” she scoffs at him with a shake of her head before turning around. “playing me like a fucking fool—” she mumbles before sharply turning back to him, eyes filling with tears. “…and don’t let me get started about that girl you been sneaking in here!” she yells pointing at him with the cigarette in her hand. her legs drawing her closer to him once again.

“no, it was hard lying to you— a-and it’s not some girl ma.”

“yeah? who is it then franklin!?” she yells in his face making him look down in disappointment.

now looking back up at her, franklin went to speak again but there was pounding on the front door making him push his lips back together. they both direct their attention to the front door where mr. wright stands. cissy quickly wipes the tears from her face as he enters in his uniform. “i hope it’s not too late,” he starts as franklin gives his mom a final glance before walking to the back of the house, giving them room to talk. “…just wanted to check if you were alright.”

their voices fade as he descends further into the house and he makes it into his room, closing the door with a sigh. “hey,” the welcome was soft and expected because of your almost everyday occurring presence. at first you were leaning against his headboard but you moved off the bed and stood to see him. franklin doesn’t flinch at your presence, only giving a glance— without that, he practically ignores it as he sits on the end of the bed without a word. he stares off into space, not giving you another glance. you don’t take it to heart after hearing what had happened with leon then the argument with his mom.

you thought maybe he just wanted to be alone. “call me later— or whenever you get the chance, alright?” you turn to leave through the window without a reply knowing you wouldn’t get one but you were proven wrong when you hear his voice. “hey. c’mere,” he mumbled, making you turn to look his way. he was looking at you now, eyes dead set on you.

“you sure? it’s cool if wanna be alone. don’t want you fighting me or nun,” you grin playfully, knowing he wouldn’t even raise his voice at you. he shakes his head with a light smile, “might throw a couple punches if don’t c’mere.” you chuckle lightly as you walk over to him. he parts his legs for you to stand in between and wraps his arms around your torso. you take his face in your hands, rubbing your thumbs along his hairline as you appreciate his handsome face.

“heard what to said about me not being ‘some girl’,” you smile, eyes averting between his eyes and lips. “…want you to tell me what i am then.”

he scoffs in a disbelief at your teasing before smiling, taking his bottom lip in between his teeth lightly to stop himself from kissing you. “you should know.” his head slightly titled to his left to admire you.

“no, i know, but i want you to tell me,” you say, titling your head in the same direction as his, in a teasing manner.

he laughs an airy laugh and in that process picks his head up the right way (you doing the same), before replying. “my girl.”

“your girl?” you question and he’s quick to respond with a nod. you smile at the gesture before adding, “i like that.” you lean into him to kiss his lips, and he doesn’t miss a beat, kissing you back. arms wrapping around your waist tighter to pull you closer. it starts off slow, wet, your heads rotating every once and awhile to find the perfect spot for your lips to connect, but once you feel the tip of his tongue graze the inside of your mouth you open your mouth to him and allow both your tongues to meet.

you hummed out, enjoying the taste of him. your lips are wet with one others’ spit as he moves his hands down to the back of your knees. he pushes lightly on the back of them and pulls one of your legs over his then the other so your straddling his lap. his hands move from your waist to underneath your shirt. your deep kisses soon become pecks before you pull away from him.

“if she hears us she’s definitely not gonna like me,” you say with a light smile, hands resting on his shoulders. he chuckles at you, thumbs rubbing your sides underneath your shirt. “well, be quiet then,” he says with a grin. you playfully hit his chest before he’s pulling you back into a kiss.

the two of you wasted no time to get your clothes off, hands roaming each others’ bodies once your back close to one another. now, you’re on top of his in the middle of the bed, kissing him deeply as you grind yourself against him. his hands gripping a hand full of your ass as you do so, his hand kind of guiding the pace of your hips. you were surprised he was even letting you be on top, normally he’d flip it over and fuck you that way.

you push your hips up a bit, and move your hand down to wrap your dick. before you can even rub his tip along your wet folds and push it inside of you, without breaking the kiss, he flips the two of you over. you’d spoken too soon. you don’t comment on it, knowing if won’t change his on going habit and because soon after he slowly slides himself inside of you. his deliciously sized head sliding passed your folds first and filling your entrance up. you moan lightly against his lips.

then his full length slides inside, making the kiss come to a slight pause as your mouth is slightly open in awe. “franklin,” you moan, arms instantly wrapping around his back. he doesn’t hesitate to start moving his hips at a good pace. you try to stay as quiet as you could, muffling your moan with kisses. the dark room seemed to get stuffy as his hips smacked lightly against your thighs. his groans fell against deaf ears as he didn’t have to try as hard to hide them like you.

you coo’d for him, calling out for him to fuck you harder. he could feel the way your pussy clinched and sputtering around him. he did as asked, pushing his hips into your thighs, making sure to reach deep. the deeper he reached the more you moaned and smashed your lips into his to muffle them.

your pussy continued to clench and squeeze around him making it even harder for him to hold on. his pace doesn’t lessen even when his head is lost in the feeling of you. "g-gonna cum,” you moan against his lips. “fuck, me too,” he mumbled, feeling your pussy squeeze him tightly. you moan quietly as you cum, the feeling of you pulsating around him pulls his cum from him. his cum rushes through him and into you, filling you up.

franklin lazily kisses you as the two of you calm down. soon after, he sits himself up and slowly pulls out, careful not to hurt you before lays down next to you. you snuggle in close to his chest and he wraps his around you.

 2024 kausstar.

𝓴aus. plz by the end of this i was so done with writing it. headcanons after i am finished watching the show.

@wide-nose-and-wonderful the tag you asked for ⭐️.

[reputationbarbie]

❝ therefore i am ❞

A/N: if you want to know what's going on in my personal life, read my past couple posts. i'm not going to go to much into it but i'm back. unedited so ignore any mistakes. i hope yall enjoy. ★ ˙ᵕ˙ liv

─⋆♡ chapter summary: the president’s daughter deals with the aftermath of the club. michael becomes unrecognizable.

─⋆♡ main tropes: Michael B. Jordan x Fem!OC, Rome Flynn x Fem!OC, Damson Idris x Fem!OC. Bodyguard x Princess, Secret Service x First Kid, forced proximity, forbidden love, tolerated enemies to lovers, college romance.

─⋆♡ chapter warnings: angst, 18+ black!writer, language, torture, blood, hostages, fighting, threatening, weapons, physical descriptors (brief), characters affected by symptoms of anxiety or depression, lmk if i missed something.

series masterlist ✰ faceclaims ✰ libby's cabinet ✰ spotify playlist ⋆ word count: 6.4k ⋆

I’m never drinking again.

The pounding in my head makes me feel like a military missel just rocketed itself into my temple. I groan, wincing slightly at the raw sensation in my throat. My eyes flutter open, adjusting to the soft light from the sunrise.

I look at the clock to the right of my nightstand and I am happy to see it’s only 4 a.m. I typically have weekends off from President’s Daughter duty, so I’m grateful for the extra time to sleep in.

I don’t even remember getting up here if I'm honest. Deciding to deal with it later, I slowly shift in the bed. I allow my eyes to close again, flipping to the other side. I sigh, trying to get comfortable when the nausea kicks in.

I inhale a sharp deep breath when I feel a warm hand creeping under my shirt. I moan and melt into the soft circles being rubbed into my back by the physical heating pad. Wait, did I go home with someone? 

My body immediately fills with panic thinking about the possibility of a stranger being in my bed. I almost scream when I pry my eyes open and see a sleepy Meredith peering back at me. 

My eyes widen and my breathing quickens. I mean, I’m into girls and guys, so it’s plausible we hooked up. “Did we?” I ask, nervous to lift the blankets to see the state of my clothing.

“No,” Meredith sighs, returning her hand to its place on my back.

I groan, shifting in Meredith's hold. “What the fuck happened?” I whisper, burrowing my face deeper into her armpit.

“That prick Teddy roofied you. Apparently, he and Vanessa had a bet. She’s definitely not hanging with us anymore. You don’t remember anything?” Meredith inquires, continuing to rub my back.

I inhale a sharp breath. “No, but I feel fine.” Then, I exhale, pushing on the mattress to sit up. I rub my eyes, attempting to clear the sleep out of them. “How did we get here?” I ask the blonde.

“Michael came to tell us you were leaving and I was ready to be done but Kendall wanted to go hook up with someone,” Meredith pauses and I grimace, attempting to shove the bile down my throat. “Vanessa wanted to stay so I left my guards with them, figuring Michael would keep the two of us safe,” she continues.

I pat the bed for my phone and sure enough, when I find it, it’s dead. “And then, get this. It’s the best part. He made me hold you in position while he shoved his fingers down your throat. You ate a lot tonight, girlie,” the events of the night flow into my eardrums through Meredith’s excellent storytelling.

“Wait,” I pause Meredith mid-story, “He didn��t tell you I was roofied until we were gone?” I ask, quite frankly confused as fuck.

I lift the blankets off of me, sliding out of the bed. Picking up my robe from the footboard bench, I shrug it onto my body. “Mmhm, said something about taking care of it himself,” I hear Meredith murmur.

When the words register, the blood drains from my body. “Oh, no. Mer,” I curse, quietly.

My body slowly turns around in an attempt to keep myself calm. “What?” Meredith tilts her head and asks.

I put my hands out on the duvet in front of me, leaning into the mattress. “Did you tell him about Vanessa and Teddy?” I ask Meredith. Hopefully, she didn’t and Michael is in the next room asleep. If she did, the worst-case scenario is he’s already killed them.

A puzzled look washes over Meredith's face and she looks up at the ceiling as if the answer is up there. “Yeah, he wouldn’t stop asking questions on the way back,” she tells me and my world shatters. “Do you know you snore?” she continues, unphased.

My dinner from last night threatens to come up as I think of what to do. Fuck, I don’t know what to do. What do you do when your Secret Service wants to rightfully kill someone who hurt you? “Mer, he’s an ex fucking mercenary assassin,” I snip.

Meredith's brows kit together and she licks her lips. “What’s that mean?” she wonders.

I look at Mer with a blank expression covering my face. I expected a billionaire's daughter to be a know-it-all. “Meredith, are you serious?” I grill.

Mer puts her hands up in defense. “What? I’m not in college,” she reminds me.

I nod, taking a deep breath and looking down at the crisp blue fabric. “A mercenary is someone paid to fight. Paid to kill,” I sigh.

“So?” I hear Meredith ask.

My hazel eyes connect with hers again. Meredith blinks rapidly, slightly leaning forward with intrigue. “You don’t give an addict the key to the drug lockbox,” I explain.

Mer's eyes squint and I can barely see the sea swimming around her pupils. “Wait you don’t think he’s…” she trails off.

My hand instinctively reaches out and wraps around Meredith's wrist as if she’s one of my little siblings. “Get up. We’re going to find him,” I demand, effectively dragging her out of bed.

Meredith stumbles a bit like a baby deer once her feet are placed on the floor and I start moving quickly, leaving dust in our trail. “Relax, Libby. He’s probably in his room,” she calls behind me.

I fling my bedroom door open, walking us out into the shared living room. “Mer, you gave the trained assassin whose only job is to protect me the coordinates to put a bullet through two people's heads,” I tell her over my shoulder before lifting my hand to knock on Michael’s door.

My knuckles rasp on the old oak wood before I press my ear to the door, listening for any movement. No shuffling is heard behind the door, so I try knocking once more. All I hear is my breathing bouncing off the solid material.

I turn around slowly, wide-eyed and fearful. Meredith seemingly reads my body language and her affect changes to match what I presume mine is. “Oh shit. I did didn’t I?” she asks for clarification.

Brushing past her, I grab my spare robe from the living room closet. “Yes. Now put this on,” I scoff, throwing it towards her chest.

Meredith cringes with shock washing over her face. She hurriedly puts her arms through the sleeves, pulling the fluffy garment on. “What are we going to do?” she panic shouts.

My hands begin to shake and I tuck them into my pockets. “I don’t know! Stop screaming! It’s 4 am!” I bellow.

Tears collect in Mer's eyes and threaten to spill over her lower lid. “You’re screaming back!” she screams.

“Because I’m stressed,” I explain, returning my voice to my normal level. I shut my eyes, taking slow soothing breaths that fill my lungs with the crisp winter air. “Okay, deep breaths. He couldn’t have found them, picked them up, and killed them in two hours,” I rant, trying to stay in my delusional world.

The sound of our bare feet scurrying towards the door echoes off the tile floor. “I think you’re underestimating your man,” I hear Meredith jest under her breath before I pull open my door.

When we exit the hall, the first person I see is a random security guard. He tilts his head and squints his eyes at us before reaching for the inner lining of his suit pocket. “Don’t you fucking dare,” I warn him causing him to freeze.

I slowly creep towards him until we’re standing toe to toe. “I’m just going to my sister's room. You don’t need to tell anyone. Understand?” I flirt, slowly reaching up to grab his hand that’s near his jacket.

His eyes widen and he turns a scarlet red. His palms begin perspiring, effectively moistening my hand. Seemingly speechless, he just nods before I watch his Adam's apple bob as he swallows thickly. Once his hand is placed back by his side, I release it now that my skin is covered in the man's sweat. Tipping my imaginary hat to him, I link my arm with Meredith who has been standing by, pulling her down the hall.

When we reach the door, I greet the secret service agent outside her door with a smile. Great, another fucking loophole. “Hey, is my sister in there?” I ask as sweetly as possible.

He doesn’t look down at me and Meredith. Instead, he keeps his head focused forward towards the rest of the corridor. “Yes,” the older man deadpans.

I roll my eyes, deciding to forego asking for permission. I’m already here, all I need to do is get into that room and talk to Agent Idris. “Great,” I brush past him, reaching for the door to her common living space.

It’s a lot different than my serene blue castle. The room is covered in a dark plum shade that matches beautifully with her skin tone. Although it may be depressing to look at during your first visit, the hue of the purple sparkles like a gem bringing light into the room.

My sister is a heavy sleeper, so I don’t worry that my knocking will wake her as my hand lifts. I bang on the door like a cop, pausing to listen for shuffling, but I hear nothing. “Agent Idris, are you in there?” I call through the door before reaching for the handle.

I slowly crack the door open in case he’s just sleeping. When I look in the dark and cold room, it’s empty. I swear under my breath, slowly shutting the door behind me. When I turn to face Meredith, she looks dejected. 

I grab Meredith's hand pulling her out of the joint sitting room between the two rooms. “That was just our first stop. I figured he’d take him,” I encourage her.

We exit my sister's living area, shutting the large door behind us. “Have a good morning,” I bid the agent goodbye, hoping he won’t speak a word.

He quickly tilts his head down in a moment so quickly, I almost miss it. “You too, Ms. Washington,” he mutters.

My feet nearly stick to the group as we scurry to the next location, Huddy's room. When we get to the door, I repeat the same steps with his night door guard. “Is Hudson awake?” I ask kindly.

This time the man looks down at me and shakes his head. “No,” he answers.

I smile, pulling my lips between my teeth to look mischievous to the man in front of me. “Good. I need to prank him. Can I?” I ask with hope.

He pauses for a moment, looking at his watch before looking back up at me. He seems skeptical, but I’m hoping he buys it. After what feels like forever, he finally mutters, “Sure.”

I mutter a thank you in reply before entering my brother's living area. This time Meredith thinks she knows where she’s going, and she heads straight for the door on the right. I grab her arm, softly pulling her backward. The layout is flipped from both my sister's and mine, so I understand how confusing it could be. It’s covered in red, but none of the reds match. Some are faded while some are bold. It’s like a bachelor pad for a man who doesn’t get any pussy. I wouldn’t be surprised if he has navy sheets on his bed right now.

My hand lifts, repeatedly pounding on another agent's door. This time I’m surprised to see Agent Flynn’s face. “What are you doing here?” I ask him.

Agent Flynn leans against the door frame, sleepy wiping his eyes. “What are you doing here? It’s like 4 in the morning,” he grumbles.

Trying to save your friend from making a mistake that’ll land him another 4 years with another president’s bratty daughter. Without me. “I think something’s wrong with Michael,” I sigh.

He reaches in to flick the light on in his room. “What do you mean?” he yawns.

I flinch slightly and my pupils adjust to the change of ambiance. “After the dinner, we went out to the club and I got roofied tonight by some rich kids at the club. He asked Meredith for all their info while I was passed out then dropped us here before taking off with Agent Idris,” I try my best to cover all the information tonight.

His eyes widen, seemingly registering what I’ve said. “Shit,” he swears, turning away from the door to enter the brightly lit room. It’s nice compared to my brother's decor. At least someone has taste. “Shit, why don’t they tell me anything?” he asks, grabbing his phone from his bedside table.

Meredith and I survery the room with curiosity, but neither of us dare to cross the threshold into the space. My attention turns back to Agent Flynn, whose fingers quickly tap the screen before he lifts it to his ear. “Who are you calling?” I question him.

“Damson. Mike’s not answering,” Agent Flynn responds.

My heart quickens and my stomach fills with demonic butterflies. Don’t throw up, Lib. Don’t throw up, Lib. Don’t throw up, Lib. “Do you think they’re,” I prompt Agent Flynn to answer.

Agent Flynn's body tenses, instantly giving his answer away. He looks like he needs a hug. “Yes. You better pray your little friend didn’t just nail a coffin,” he snips.

My stomach continuously bubbles and I scratch my hand with furor. The fuck are we going to do? “Two,” Meredith chirps behind us, correcting the man. 

My face mirrors Agent Flynn’s, twisting in confusion. When I turn around, Meredith is standing there unphased by the word she just uttered. “Mer, that’s a little insensitive,” I point out.

Her cheeks turn maroon and she looks down at the floor beneath her. “Sorry, but they deserve it,” she grumbles.

Agent Flynn snickers and I whip my head towards him. He puts his hands up in defense when I narrow my eyes at him. “What? I like her,” he smirks.

I stuff the urge to hit him down into the pits of hell, refocusing on the task at hand. “So where are we going first?” I ask Agent Flynn.

He raises an eyebrow at me. “We?” he asks.

I nod furiously. “Yes, we. How can I trust you’re not going to just let them kill them anyway?” I chastise.

He crosses his arms, standing firmly in place like a statue. “Because, unlike Dammy and Mike, I despise killing people,” he counters.

We stare each other down until a few moments pass. The silence is uncomfortable and it makes me want to squirm, but I won’t be the one to give in. Just when I’m about to say fuck it and go back to bed, Agent Idris groans, “Fine. I don’t have time for this. Let’s go,” he commands me and Meredith to follow him.

We exit Hudson's apartment and into the grand hallway. As we walk by guards, Agent Flynn friendly tips his head up to each of them.“Where are we going?” I ask, barely keeping up after his long stride.

“To find them,” he grumbles, taking a right towards the stairwell.

Meredith increases her pace, able to keep up with Agent Flynn’s due to the length of her legs. “Don’t I need actual shoes?” I ask him, putting my hand on the cool banister as we rush down the first level of stairs.

Agent Flynn looks up at me and his amber-colored eyes sparkle in the dim light. “No, we’re just going downstairs,” he informs us.

We get to my parent’s living area and before opening the door Agent Flynn turns around. He puts his finger up to his lips, motioning for us to be quiet. He quietly turns the nob, opens the door, and sticks his head out before entering the area. Once he’s determined the close is clear, he motions for us to follow him down the next set of steps.

I hold my breath and pray that my clumsy nature doesn’t make an appearance. All that’s heard in the small stairwell is the sound of our feet connecting with the stone steps. Once we get to the entrance hall, Agent Flynn silently greets his coworkers, refusing to haul his quick pace.

Although we’re bolting, I feel like I can breathe. There are only two more flights to go and we haven’t been stopped yet. 

We make our way towards the next staircase when Mer asks, “There’s a basement?”

“Yes but,” I begin speaking before realizing, I’m also confused about the concept of the basement. I knew about the Navy Resteraunt and the Secret Service headquarters, but not about anything else that happened down there. And since I’m sure no one else will tell me, Agent Flynn is the perfect person to explain. “Agent Flynn, wait,” I call after him.

“We don’t have time,” he grits between his teeth.

I scurry in front of him, stopping him from walking any further on the ground floor. “Agent Flynn, you will stop right now and explain!” I shout like a baby, crossing my arms and stomping for effect.

He looks down at me and smirks. “Rome,” he states.

My brows furrow and I know I’m going to have wrinkles when I’m 50. “What?” I ask.

He steps around me, heading towards the last staircase. “My name is Rome. If you’re going to yell at me, use my first name. Although I rather you be yelling under different circumstances,” he taunts, jogging down leaving Mer and me in his dust.

Mer looks at me and shrugs before following him. Rolling my eyes, I trail after them. “Michael’s gonna kill you when he hears you said that,” I call down the staircase towards Rome.

“Not when he sees you down there. Then, I’ll be dead,” he corrects.

When we reach the bottom floor, I flinch feeling the cool concrete floor beneath my feet. Rome opens the door for us, motioning for us to walk ahead of him. I’ve never been on this side of the basement. The windowless grey space sucks any life out of the area, as opposed to its warm and wood counterpart.

Meredith and I come to a halt and turn around to face Rome, unsure of where to go. He allows the heavy metal door to shut behind us before he clears his throat. “This is the side of the basement is.. How do you say it?” he asks, scratching the back of his neck.

“A torture house?” Meredith squeaks.

Rome clicks his teeth, pointing at the blonde. “Bingo. Used by the highest clearance. Us, the military,” he elaborates. 

“Highest clearance including my mom?” I ask, and Rome’s hazel eyes soften with a nod. “Has she used it yet?” I press on, curious about the state of virginity in the space after the election. I purse my lips, accepting his answer.

“I’m not answering that question,” Rome grumbles before turning his back to us. He leads us down a hall I’ve never been down before. The tight space surrounding us heightens my claustrophobia. My heart starts pounding, so I reach out and grab Mer’s hand for some sort of stability. “You alright?” she asks.

We pass various doors that I don’t dare to ask what’s behind. “Yeah, ’m fine. Just don’t like small spaces,” I confess before we take a right.

At the end of the hall, a huge metal door stands between us and something I’m not sure I’m ready to see. My feet drag while Rome quickly walks the rest of the way, unlocking the door before turning around to face me. “Are you sure you want to go in?”

I lightly throw my hand up in exhaustion. “Yes, Rome. Her friend is in there, for fucks sake,” I point out, gesturing towards Mer.

“Former friend,” Meredith squeaks out before I lightly squeeze her hand. “I mean, best friend,” she attempts to clear up. 

Rome looks back and forth at us before clearing his throat. “Libby,” he starts, putting his hand on my shoulder and separating Meredith from me. “When Mike gets like this, he’s like a robot. He turns off his humanity to get to his goal and he only listens to the people he cares about. I’m not sure how he’ll react when he sees you,” he warns.

The ice in my toes spreads throughout my body, creating icicles on my nose. He’s warning you because he could see you, and he could kill you. No, Lib, he wouldn’t do that. I wipe my nose with the sleeve of my robe, pulling it tighter around me. “I’m going to choose to have faith on this one. Now open the door,” I demand, looking up at the towering goofball.

He puts his hands up in surrender before turning and pulling the door open. The room is empty, similar to the rest of the hallway. It lacks anything but a metal chair. I rush forward into the space and just when I think I’ve got the wrong room, I look to my right and gasp.

Agent Idris is leaning against an oak table on one side of the room with his arms crossed. Behind the table sits a sobbing Vanessa. Her black mascara stains her cheeks and she’s practically bursting out of her dress. 

She flinches and I turn my head, curious to see what she’s looking at. My jaw drops as I watch Michael land another blow to the brunette man’s face. What was once pristine is now dripping with blood. His hands and feet are tied to a chair and he wiggles, attempting to squirm away from Michael’s fist.

I’ve never seen such vitriol and it’s displayed every time Michael flexes his back muscles to swing. The sight is gruesome, and I close my mouth, attempting not to vomit.

“Oh my god,” I hear Meredith say behind me. The sight is gruesome, and I close my mouth, attempting not to vomit. “I can’t watch,” I hear her add before she shuffles out of the room.

“I’m going to go with her. Make sure she’s alright,” I hear Rome say and I nod before the door closes moments later. 

I wave at Vanessa, testing if it’s a two-way mirror. My theory is correct and she doesn’t move a muscle. My attention returns to Michael, who’s now kneeling in front of the man, nodding as the man spits out a few words. He’s interrogating him, but there’s got to be a better way to do this. Especially when the kid’s dad is a billionaire. 

There’s a button with what looks like a speaker on top of it on the wall. I let my fingers trail over the cool metal before pressing down on the circle.

Vanessa’s sobs fill the space, flowing through the impossibly small device. There’s a gasp before I look up. A sinister grin takes over Michael’s face as he stalks over to his weapons, covered in blood. Michael has decided to move on to the next best thing, a bat. He grabs the wooden spear from the wall, allowing the tip of it to drag on the floor as he walks back over to my perpetrator.

Time slows as I watch him lift the bat, positioning it to rest on his shoulder. He squares his feet firmly in place; I know now is the time. If I don’t stop him now, he’s going to kill him. “Michael,” I utter and he freezes in place. “It’s me,” I choke out the best I can, but it feels like my throat is on fire.

His eyes squint toward the glass as he lowers his arm, walking closer in my direction. “Lib?” he questions with confusion.

His face twists as if he’s on some faraway planet and my voice is his only map to earth. Tears collect in my eyes, threatening to spill over my bottom lid. “Yes. I’m okay. You can stop,” I try to convince him that the route he’s taking isn’t the best.

His once-focused face turns vacant and he begins shaking his head slowly. The pace of his head increases until he’s shaking it rapidly. “No, no, no,” he murmurs as he begins to pace. “Libby wouldn’t be here. She-she’s asleep,” he stutters, talking to himself.

My head nods, even though subconsciously I know he can’t see me. “I am here, Michael,” I emphasize, trying to find the crack in his brain. “Can I come in?” I ask.

His right hand begins beating the outside of his thigh and I know there will be a bruise tomorrow. It’s almost as if he’s trying to pull himself back into his body. “No, you shouldn’t be here. I shouldn’t have done this here. You shouldn’t be down here. You shouldn’t see–”

“Michael,” I cut his disorganized ranting off. He stops pacing, turning to face the glass. “You’re my guard, my secret service, mine. Whatever you do I do too, remember?” I emphasize. 

We made a deal. If we’re in this shit situation for 4 years, we’re in it together. Meaning, no making things harder on the other person. And this is the definition of making things harder.

Michael’s face begins to soften and my heart slows. I found him, he’s coming back. “No, you don’t understand,” he murmurs, seemingly ashamed of his actions.

I swallow thickly before saying, “I’m coming in,” as a warning before releasing the metal button. 

Michael’s muted pleas fall on deaf ears as I move quickly to my left, pulling open the heavy door to the torture chamber. He’s in front of me in seconds, and the sight of his blood-stained front makes me nauseous.

“I don’t want you seeing this,” he coldly grits through his teeth. His body tenses, shielding me from the sight behind me.

Those weren’t the terms of our deal, fucker. “Oh, so you were bold enough to do it but not in front of me?” I grill.

He inhales a sharp breath, bringing his nondominant hand up to scratch his scruff. “That’s not what I mean. You just got drugged and no girl should see this,” he explains before his eyes wander down to my feet. “Damn it, Lib. You don’t have any shoes on and you’re fucking naked,” he snips.

My hands go down to my robe, gathering the fabric and adjusting it. “I’m not naked and I’m fine. Best sleep of my life,” I express, crossing my arms in from of my chest and attempting to shield my undoubtedly hard nipples from him.

He rolls his eyes, stepping out of the way to bring Damson and Vanessa into view. “Did you guys get what you needed?” I ask the guard.

He nods, standing from his relaxed position on the table. “They sang like a canary in the first 5 minutes. Trying to get some pictures of you in a compromising position to sell to the blogs,” he recalls.

I raise my eyebrow at the man. “So you let Michael beat this man within an inch of his life?” I question him, voice laced with annoyance.

Damson shrugs, unphased. “What? It was fun,” he chuckles.

Rome enters the room, startling me a bit before I return my focus to Damson. Shaking my head at his antics, I open my mouth to scold him when Vanessa cuts in, “I’m sorry, Libby. I–”

“Shut the fuck up,” I spit in her face, effectively shutting her up. I bend down slightly so we’re on the same level. I want to make sure she understands every word I’m saying. “You don’t get to call me that. Matter of fact, don’t even speak. You’re not in the position to,” I fume in her direction.

Rome whistles before murmuring, “Damn.”

Vanessa sniffs, unable to wipe the snot since she’s bound to the chair. I revel in her this way. Thinking she could fuck me over. Karma is a bitch. “Stupid cunt,” I grumble.

I turn around to face the three men, deciding it’s best to pretend she’s not there so I don’t get worked up. Michael silently surveys my face and my brows knit on my forehead. Why is he looking at me like that? 

Rome clears his throat before asking, “What do you want to do?” 

What do I want to do? It’s not like killing them would go off without a hitch. Both of their parents are very prominent figures. The best thing to do now is to use them as an example. 

Hell, Teddy’s almost dead and I’ll just act like I don’t know her when people ask. She’ll fade to black and I’m sure the message will be well received all over the city. “Let them go,” I command.

Damson kisses his teeth and his upper body curls. He looks dejected that he couldn’t press on. “But we were just getting to the good part,” he groans.

You’ve got to be kidding me. Is he complaining about not being about to kill someone? “And you’ll get your good part if they ever try this again,” I placate.

I nod at Rome, signaling for him to untie Vanessa. I watch as he swiftly unties each notch in the knot. Each rope falls to the ground one by one until she’s standing from her prison. “Thank you so much, Liberty. I’m really sorry, again,” she professes.

I scoff at her fakeness. She’s never liked me and she's only pretending to for her mortality. “I’m only letting you go because I’m not a woman hater. Take this as a warning. You tried, but you failed. Try again, I won’t stop them next time. I will let them kill you, Vanessa,” I promise her.

She nods before slipping back on her club heels. She looks at me, awaiting her next instructions. “Meredith can probably take you home. You have to talk to her now too,” I gesture towards the door, beckoning her to leave.

She nods, allowing her gaze to fall to the floor before she scurries out of the room. I reach into my robe pocket, quickly texting Meredith an update so she has a full grasp on the situation, although she’s probably standing right behind the glass pane.

I’m highly aware that this is a strange place to start a friendship, but maybe it’s the start of something long-lasting. “What about him?” Rome asks, pointing to the barely human face crumpled over in the metal chair.

“Call clean up and have them take care of it. It’s almost 6,” Michael instructs before grabbing the bottom of his blood-soaked shirt. He seamlessly lifts it over his head, showing his perfectly sculpted physique. His abs could easily handle a week's worth of my laundry, irritating the stains from the fabric.

He pulls the top from his body, allowing it to fall to the floor. I’m rendered speechless, feeling it inappropriate to drool in a situation like this. Damson seemingly notices me staring and he clears his throat, causing my eyes to shoot up to the light in the ceiling.

I spin on my heels, unsure of what to do. Once we leave this room, we’re not going to be able to discuss this. There are mics and cameras in every room but the bathroom. I know some camera angles have changed to give me some privacy, but every entrance and exit is being recorded. No one moves in The White House without the Secret Service knowing. 

I almost jump when I feel a hand on the small of my back, being brought back to reality. My eyes connect with Michael’s when I lower my head and his once black irises have returned to brown. “You need more sleep,” he simply states.

I nod, unsure of what to say to the boys. A cheery goodbye doesn’t necessarily mesh well with social norms. Michael doesn’t allow me to deliberate, lightly pushing me forward towards the door.

I conceded, turning the need to think off by following his lead. He opens the door for us, ushering us through the entryway. As we walk through the empty viewing room, I look to the left one last time at the scarlet scene. My stomach gurgles, and I snap my eyes to the floor. “You sure you okay?” Michael asks, opening the next door for me.

In the grand scheme of things, I feel fine. But if I say that after being through a traumatic situation, he’s going to lock me up and throw away the key.  “I’m more concerned about you,” I disclose genuinely as we walk down the hall.

He shrugs, seemingly unaffected by his actions. “I’m fine. This is what I do,�� he grumbles.

“Used to do,” I correct.

“It’s my job,” he argues and I remind him why I hate him sometimes. It’s like talking to a child.

“I don’t think revenge killing was in the position description,”

The walk back up to our apartment feels like it takes forever. The winding staircases and onlookers dare to swallow me whole. I’m not sure a barefoot and clotheless president's daughter with her shirtless Secret Service agent paints the best picture. 

My endless suggestions that Michael at least be checked out by the nurse fall on deaf ears. So when we enter the living room of the apartment, I point at the couch commanding him, “Sit.”

He raises his eyebrow at me but doesn’t make any moves to put his bottom on the cushion. “If you’re not going to let me take you to the infirmary, you’re going to let me clean you up,” I explain.

His eyes search mine for deception and I sigh, annoyed with the consistency of this game. “Fine,” he finally gives in, moving to take a seat on the couch.

I leave the room to retrieve the first aid kit from the bathroom, filling a cup by the sink with warm water so I can rinse his hands. When I get back, Michael is patiently waiting for my return, anxiously flexing both his hands.

Taking a seat next to him, I bring his hand into my lap to calm his fidgeting. “Stop doing that. You’ll keep opening and breaking the skin,” I worry.

“I was trying to see if it was broken,” he counters and suddenly I feel like an idiot.

“Oh,” I mumble, twisting his wrist to examine his hand. “Is it?” I ask.

He shakes his head, slinking down into the couch cushions with a sigh. He looks exhausted. Large brown circles darken the spot beneath his eye and I feel a pang in my chest. “No, probably a hairline fracture,” he speculates and I can tell he’s trying to ease my anxiety.

I pick up the washcloth, dipping it into the cup of water. We sit in silence for a few moments until he winces. Something’s wrong with his hand and he fucked it up because of me. 

I quickly clean the rest of his hand, eager to rid the thick sexual tension between us. This is the longest he’s ever touched me and it intensifies the fire in between my thighs. Not right now, Libby. You’re bandaging his hand. “You’ll see the doctor when we wake up,” I demand once we’re finished.

Snapping the first aid kit shut, I scoop the remnants of the bandage wrappers up with my hand. “We?” I hear Michael's question.

I nod, having already made my decision. I just need to stick to it. “Yes, we. You haven’t slept in like 24 hours,” I point out before standing from the couch.

I toss the trash into the pale blue bin on the other side of the room. “I’m fine,” Michael reassures.

“Yeah right,” I scoff before going into the bathroom. Closing the door behind me, I make sure to wash my hands before relieving myself one last time for the night. Once my hands are scrubbed once more, I apply some vanilla lotion to keep them from drying out.

When I exit the bathroom, Michael hasn’t moved from the couch. He watches me cross the room over to my door with laser focus. “Come on,” I beckon him to join me.

He shakes his head and his body becomes cement. “I’m not sleeping in the bed with you,” he objects.

I roll my eyes at his combativeness and part my lips to say, “I’m not asking you to sleep. But I can’t trust that you won't just leave again.” and kill someone.

He shakes his head but he still doesn’t make a move. Fuck, what do I have to do to get you in my bed? It shouldn’t be this hard. “I wouldn’t,” he reiterates.

“Then come, for me. Call it suicide watch,” I rephrase, hoping it’ll do the trick.

The tick of the clock fills the room and several seconds go by before a glimmer of interest sparkles in his eyes. “Fine,” he concedes, standing from the couch.

He crosses the living area until he’s standing just inside my bedroom door. I shut the door behind us, locking the door just in case Jo didn’t get the memo to not wake me up early this morning.

In the soft light of the early morning room, I shed my robe and Michael sheds his pants. Grabbing a scrunchy from my vanity, I attempt to tie my unruly hair back up underneath my bonnet. When I turn around, Michael stands by the side of my bed patiently waiting for me. He holds the corner of the duvet up for me to climb in. 

Once I’m hugged by my warm vanilla fragrance, I watch as he walks over to the other side of the bed, replacing Meredith for the night. 

My eyes blink rapidly at him, trying to adjust through the night. “Go to sleep, my lady,” he chides. 

Not having any energy to argue, I sigh, turning my body away from him and allowing myself to get comfortable in my bed. As soon as I’m settled, my body begins to give in to the exhaustion of the night’s activities. 

I begin to doze off before I feel Michael’s hand snake up my side. I hum at his warm touch, scooting back into his body. “Stay, please,” I request in a daze.

“Okay,” I hear him husk before sleep envelopes me.

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Masterlist

Last updated: 8/2/2024

So I’ve decided to make a Masterlist so it could be easier y’all to read my story I haven’t come up with a title yet but I’m thinking a few titles but I’ll let y’all know when I think of one. But relax to take a look in to the lives of Alexia Johnson and Franklin Saint and how they survive the drug empire and to become one of the most powerful couple of rock coacine in the world

Frankie Saint x Lexi Johnson

Chapter 1👇🏿

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Chapter 2

hey y’all it’s been a minute but I’m back with Franklin saint and I just finished the show and I won’t spoil the show how haven’t finished the show but the people who know what happens 👀 but anyways this is still takes in season 1. I'm still a new writer so please be nice (side note: frankie has already met avi in this AU but I'm still gonna incorporate the drama that happens in the show but I couldn’t help to write pilot episode, baby Frankie he’s just such a cutie pie 🥰but I hope y’all enjoy 💕🫣)

Summary: lexi wakes up from the next day, and she has conversation with her momma, and makes a lie to her momma to see frankie to go see a wrestling match and letting her spend the night with Frankie Saint.

Warnings: afab-reader, n-word usage, sneaky-lexi, fingering, cursing, kissing, quick-exhibitionism👀, oral (fem and male receiving and giving), cum-eating, squirting, ass-spanking, titty-sucking, ball-kissing, face-fucking (let me know if missing anything)

word count:8.1k 18+ mdni+ (wholly fucking shit)

(franklin and lexi are 19 years old)

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Slowly opening your eyes looking around your room the yellow shaded with spread Micheal Jackson and Whitney Houston posters feeling the pink florals cover over you, with the thoughts flashing through your mind felling Franklin hands touching you all over, felling his fingers inside of you, kissing him over and over, you sigh slowly getting up and putting on a t-shirt and shorts.

Walking to the bathroom to brush your teeth and to do your skincare, leaving to see your momma cooking breakfast making bacon, eggs and grits, leaning towards her to kiss him on the cheek "good morning, momma how was your night?” taking a seat at the table your momma gasp “OH JESUS! alexia you scared me and good morning, how was the rink?" looking at you smiling also taking a seat with two plates in her hands, sitting one down in front of you "uhmm it was fun I actually got to practice going backwards I think I getting better at it” putting a piece a bacon in your mouth while grabbing some sugar and putting it in your grits, stirring it and putting it in your mouth.

Your momma looks at you eating her eggs “and how were the boys, were they having a good time as well?” You sigh “yeah they were, and franklin and melody were just skating with each other the entire time, though and kev was mackin’ to some girl at the rink, and i think leon was just skating by himself as well.” keeping up with your lie to your mom and not accidentally telling her the truth, she nodded her head “better her than you alexia, I’m glad that you’re taking my advice when it comes to these boys, I’m telling you there not good anymore.”

You finished your food, putting your plate into the sink, starting to washing the dishes, you put your plate into the drying rack as you continue putting the rest of the dishes into the rack, you turn your head, lies slipping from your mouth “yeah maybe your right momma, it be nice to have some girlfriends too.” listening feet slowly coming towards you, feeling a hand on your back "aye maybe you can start talking to shon-shon, I hear she good peoples.” a shaky breath comes out, pulling grin on your face “yeah momma I’ll see what’s she doing for next week will that make you feel better.” your momma sighs “yes it would alexia.”

Closing your bedroom door, you jumped on the bed, felling the south-central heating up your room, deciding to crack your front window the cool breeze on your face closing your eyes, absorbing the sun on your dark skin. Obviously, you can’t stop being friends with them, you wouldn’t. Especially not to frankie, but you knew that one day you were gonna have to tell your her the truth. The barbecue smoke fills your nose, hearing the music and the laughter coming from down the street. The ice cream truck stops in front of your house, kids screaming telling the ice cream man to stop, looking out your window, seeing the man asking if the kids had any money, the children’s saying ‘no’ the man shakes his head calling them ‘broke ass kids’.

You see frankie walking up the truck, having a conversation with the man seeing franklin handing him some money, then walking away telling the kids to get whatever they want. frankie stops in front of your house, he smiles at you, looking both sides of the road to see if there’s any cars passing through. frankie finally comes up to your window “sup, baby." you licked your lips grabbing at his face, pulling him into a kiss. you feel his soft lips pushing up against you, they feel so soft, you couldn't stop. You grab franklin by the shoulder, pulling him into your room, you bite frankie bottom lip, frankie grunts up against you, feeling his fingers touching your pussy over your shorts, your moan in his mouth. frankie moves you shorts to the side, feeling his middle and ring finger inside of you, working you in and out of your pussy "god baby, you always this wet for me?'' you moan in his mouth, "yes, baby always for you frankie." moving your hips to the rhythm of his hand, your head falls back, feeling franklin fingers inside of you, hitting you soft spot, fraklin grabs the back of your neck, pulling you in closer into his lips "frannkie-e, I'm gonna cum" feeling your stomach getting hot "nut on my fingers, baby let that shit go" you feel frankie lips over your mouth, muffling your moans so no one can hear you, looking up at franklin, starting into his chocolate eyes, you couldn't help it, you let out a loud moan "yeah baby, let that shit out I wanna hear you'' you moan "uggh-h frankiee" having your climax wash over you, moaning into fraklin mouth, he puts his tongue in your mouth, to silence you. still working his fingers inside of you "god lexi, you look so beautiful when you nut on my fingers."

You feel being lowered on to your bed, franklin starting at you, his eyes drifting from your supple breast to your soft tummy, looking at your shorts to see your shorts were completely soaked, frankie looks down at his fingers to see that they were still creamy, his open his mouth to put his fingers in his mouth he groans, tasting the sweet and tangy nut that came out of you, he sucks his fingers dry swallowing the last bit, still having your aroma in his mouth, he licks his lips "how do you fuckin' taste better than last night hmm baby?" you push yourself up from the bed. slowly walking up to franklin pulling him in for a kiss, feeling his soft and luscious lips moving against you, frankie bites your bottom lip, and kiss you one more time. " aye you think I can see you later today?" you smile "of course frankie it could be anything." frankie grins at you "well lee, kev, and me were thinkin' about going to this wrestling match today.” “oh my god yes frankie, I haven’t been to a match in forever wait is el oso gonna be there, I know he’s your favorite.” smirking up at him, staring into his chocolate orbs “mhm good cause I already bought you a ticket.” grabbing you into a another kiss.

“AYE NEPHEW! WERE YA AT NIGGA!” You jumped at Jerome’s boisterous voice traveled around the hood. You push Franklin towards your window “I’ll make up a lie to my momma so I can see you tonight” “okay page me if you can’t make it.” You tilt your head, furrowing your brows “nigga you think I’m missing el oso, you know he’s my second favorite.” “Ah and who’s your favorite alexia.” frankie backs up to the window “obviously it’s Macho Man nigga.” frankie grins, finally steps out your room franklin bends to look up at you, you slowly caress his cheek, stares longingly, your thumb touches franklin lips, he gently kisses your hand. You gave franklin one last kiss, franklin growls in your mouth “god lexi you’re so beautiful.” “frankie stop.” frankie slips his tongue in your mouth, “but your lips are so sweet.”you pull away from frankie “okay you better go, before jerome come whoop your ass.” “mhm aight come by Jerome house and we’ll take the bike.” You playfully hit franklin’s chin “okay I’ll see you later tonight frankie.” frankie backs away from you with a smirk on his lips “see you soon baby.” frankie walks back down the street to jeromes house.

You lay backdown on your bed letting out a puff of air thoughts running thoughts your mind of what just happen, looking up at the ceiling, turning your head to see your house phone sitting on your dresser, you and shon-shon have been friends since forever and even though she’s cool with melody, you know were her loyalty lays.

You push yourself up, fully standing to walk over to the phone dialing shon-shon number hearing it ring a few times “hello.” you didn't recognize the voice hearing her mom on the phone “hi Ms.Jones it’s alexia is shon- shon there?” “mhm hold on sweetie, SHON-SHON it’s alexia on the phone come here!” you pull your head away from the phone, almost hearing a ring in your ear “hey girl, what’s up?” “Hey shon-shon, how have you been?’’ Hearing her talk about what’s gong in her life, talking about boy problems and what not. "hey so I called you so I can ask for a favor, you think I can tell my momma that I’m gonna sleepover at your place tonight.’’ “ mhm okay but what’s in it for me?’’ "well whenever you want to stay out with trey, just me know and I’ll cover for you.’’ Shon-shon agrees “okay well if you’re moms calls me I’ll say that you’re here with me.” you do your happy dance “thank you shon-shon I owe you big time thanks.” “yeah yeah just call me after so i can get the deets from you.” Your not too sure if you want to do that in the back of your mind you know that melody and shon are friends, and you're not ready for everyone to know your business.

You walk out of your room to walk down the hallway seeing pictures of your family, stoping to look at a frame of your dad holding you as you were a infant laying on his chest, slowly entering you momma room to see her making her bed. “hey momma so I actually talk to shon on the phone just now and she wanted to know if we can have a sleepover at her house, can I go?” as she is fixing her pillow “wow that was fast lexi, I’m glad that your branching out to get some girlfriends.” “yeah momma I told you I’m done hanging out with franklin and them” your momma puts her hands on her hips “you ain’t lyin’ to me lexi now.” you walk closer to her “no momma you can call Ms. Jones right and she will tell you.” hugging your momma “I promise momma, I’m done hangin’ out with them and you were right” you feeling your momma hugging you back, almost squeezing you “alright I believe you make sure you pack a bag, and bring some snack too you didn’t wanna show up empty-handed.” thankful thinking that your momma let you go to see franklin realizing you get to spend the night with him as well.

As you walk out the shower into your room, closing in on all your blinds, putting your lotion all on your body, putting on a clean shirt and sweats you open to drawers to look at clothes you need to pack. You grab another pair of pjs shoving it into your backpack, you walk over to the closer, slowly picking out on what you wanted to wear, yellow tubetop that just stop at your midriff and a jean skirt, you grab your necklace to put in your backpack not wanting any uncertainty coming from your momma, also pack some makeup in your bag, just little somethin’ for yourself you still have enough room to put some snacks in your bag, you put on your snacks then you walk out of your room into the kitchen.

You grab some chips, candy and two bags of popcorn as your putting everything away in your backpack, you hear feet shuffling your away “I spoke to Ms.Jones and she told me that you’re spendin’ the night with shon-shon.” showing a smile on your face “see momma I ain’t lyin’. I’m gonna go to shon’s house.” the faster you leave, the quicker you’ll see franklin “hold on sweetheart now I know you’ve them boys all of life, and I’m just lookin’ out for you, the quicker you realize that they ain’t good anymore.” you back away from momma “shon-shon waiting on me momma I love you, I’ll see you in the morning.”

Walking down the street to still see your momma standing on the porch, looking around to see kids playing around the street, looking out for cars you keep walking looking on your left to see Jerome’s house. jerome is brenching some weights, you walk on his lawn “hey jerome.’’ he puts the weights on the rail he rises up, smiling on his face “sup, lexi how you been?” “I’ve been good, I came by to see fankie is he in the house?’’ he nods “yeah he’s here go right in.” you smile back at him “thanks jerome.” as your walking up at the house jerome asks you a question “aye you comin’ to the fourth of july party it’s gonna be poppin!’ you turn around “yeah I’ll be there are you pull out the fireworks again.” jeome lays back down pulling the weight back down on his chest and pushing it back up “you know it lexi!”

Opening the door to see louie sitting on the coach in the corner of the house watching her soap operas, she looks over her shoulder “heyy lexi what ’cha doin’ here?” walking more into the house “hey louie can I came to see frakie we’re going to a wrestling match tonight.” sparking up a question “watch ’cha watchin?” “oh girl this nigga here is cheating on his wife, and this woman is planning her death and tryin’ to blame it on him, y’know makin’ it looks like he did.” “oh shit louie that shit crazy.” “yeah aye franklin’s in the back if you wanna see him.” smiling at you knowing about your little crush about franklin “thanks louie I’ll see you later.” walking down the hallway, you open the door to see franklin sitting on the floor counting money on the bed, and it's covering the whole bed. “sup baby, come in and can you close the door for me.” you nod still looking at the money “hey frankie, that's a lot of money right there.” still standing, franklin snorts “yeah baby I met this man who helped me with my business his name is avi, he’s this crazy ass Israeli motherfucka.’’ you walk closer to frankie, slowly putting your backpack on the ground, bending your knees to sit on the floor “oh my god frankie, don't tell me he tried to shoot you." franklin laughs "actually he did, he made me put on a vest to see if I was down to make this paper." "frankie can I ask you a question?'' franklin starting at you, looking into your beautiful chocolate eyes "uh-huh." you bite the bullet to ask him "why are you doing this frankie?" franklin looks confused " what 'cha you mean why I'm doin' this?" you push out air out of your nose. looking up at the money again, then looking back at franklin "like what are you doin' this for?"frankie lets out some air "Well I'm gettin' paid to learn how to run a business, do things when I want and how I want. I'm gettin' paid more than some office job and eat shit that's what I'm not after. I want freedom, freedom from all of it. and I want you to look at our future." turning your head to look at the money once more "I believe you frankie and I want to be with you through everything. I just don't you to get hurt in this." frankie pulls you into a kiss "you know that ain't gonna happen and I won't anything happen you too baby I promise." feeling frankie lips on you, you nod your head "okay frankie I trust you."

Holding onto your handheld mirror, mouth hanging open while you put on eyeliner, tearing open your backpack, looking for your mascara as you gracefully putting on your lashes, you feel franklin's hands touching you "nigga stop before you mess me up." franklin smirks at you "why you don't even need it lexi." you roll your eyes "frankie stop." focusing in your eyes, franklin turns your head "hey I mean it baby, think you're beautiful without all that stuff on your face, and I thought you were really beautiful this morning while you were nutting on my fingers." franklin pulls you in for a kiss, feeling his soft lips on you, biting your bottom lip franklin slips his tongue, sucking on it, franklin pulls you onto his lap "ugh-h frankie I need to finish so we can see lee and kev." frankie groans "arghh you know I don't want to baby.'' "well how about when we come back, we can have a little sleepover." feeling lips on your neck, slowly moving down to your chest "aye how you manage to get out anyways?" "I told my momma that I was sleeping over at shon-shon's house." "why you lyin' to your moms for? she knows me?" frankie pulls away, looking into your eyes, you pull your face down "she knows what your doin' frankie, and she doesn't like it, she wants me to stay away from you." "is that what you want?'' franklin pulls your face up to look at mahogany skin, starting into deep brown eyes "of course not frankie I'm with through the end, whatever that may end up." frankie nods, you kiss franklin once more, slowly moving your hips, franklin pulls off "okay you gotta stop, before I get hard again." you slowly move away to pick up your mirror to see your mascara smudge on your cheeks "nigga I told you to leave me alone and now I gotta redo my mascara.'' "aight aight I'll be over here. by myself.'' you start to giggle, grabbing your wipes to clean off the smudges off your face.

You look at yourself into the mirror, happy with the way you look fro pick out in a circle, a gold shimmer in the corner of your eyes cascading on your lid, a sharp wing liner, full lashes, with a brown lip and gloss on top, you change out of sweats into jean skirt, you bend down to find tube top, you felt a hard smack on your ass "OW! frankie that hurt." rubbing the sting that was still left on your ass " why baby yo ass looks so smackable though,mhmm" you finally find your yellow tube top, you step into it pulling it up too your chest, having it stop were you still showing some cleavage, you look over to see frankie dress in a orange t-shirt with black pants and white adidas. "oh I almost forgot." you bend down to look for necklace once you find it, in your front pocket, you pull it out to show franklin "can you put this on me baby boy.'' "of course baby, turn around." frankie's hands grasp your shoulders one of his hands taking the necklace out of your hands, opening the clasp, laying it on your chest, having it stop right at your breast frankie lips gently grazing your neck slowly moving down to your shoulders, hands gripping at your waist, pulling you in closer to him "god baby you are so beautiful." "we gotta go remember, the faster we leave, the sooner we get back to have our sleepover frankie." franklin groans "arghh okay, you lucky that el oso is wrestlin' tonight, cause otherwise, I would've said fuck match." you giggle that burst into laughter "yeah right frankie I know you wouldn't miss this shit for nobody."

Franklin grabs your hand to walk out of the room to the front door, you see louie and jerome sitting out on the porch, people watching "aye me and lexi we'll be back we're gonna see a match." "are y'all goin' by y'all-self." louie says "nah lee and kev are gonna be there. but we'll be back later on but we gotta go so.'' jerome nods his head "aight nephew page me if anything go down, I know y'all gon be in pico-union nigga." frankie nods as well "uh-huh I'll let yall know if anything happens." you waved at them "bye yall." frankie walks to his bike while still holding you hand, frankie digs in left pocket to find his keys, he hops on and turning on the bike, realizing you had on a skirt ''frankie I can't get on the bike I have a skirt on." frankie smirks at you ''that just means you gotta get closer to me then." you sigh, putting your leg over the bike, pulling down your skirt "frankie I don't wanna flash anybody." "you ain't gon flash anybody, and I'm the only one that's gon see it." you scoot closer to frankie, feeling his strong back, you wrap your arms around his stomach, touching his solid abs you lay your head on his back." hang on I don't want you to fall." franklin kicks up the kickstand, moving his two feet to move out of the driveway, you smile at jerome and louie, frankie is out on the street, he revvs up the engine, leaving the house, you pass by your house, you turn your head hopefully thinking your momma is not sitting on the porch, thankfully passing down your home, you turned your head back to where you could see frankie "you good?" "yeah I just didn't want my momma to see me." frankie hums, looking back onto the road "you know I get, lookin' at it from your moms perceptive seeing your daughter wantin' to be with a drug dealer." you shake your head "you're more than that frankie, I want to be with you and I don't care what my momma thinks she's not gon stop me from being with you." "well alright then." fankie comes to stop at a light, you feel frankie large hand grazing your thighs, you try to scoot closer to frankie "god baby you are so soft.'' you squeal feeling frankie long friends touching your inner thighs, inching closer to your pussy, you moan "frankie green light." hearing a horn coming from behind you, frankie reluctantly pulls his hand away from you and starts to drive off, you pull into see kev and lee standing in front of the waving them hands in the air.

Franklin turns off the bike, you hop off the bike to hug kev and lee "damn franklin what took y'all so long the match is about to start." kev says "yeah lexi here had to get ready.'' you roll your eyes towards frankie "whatever nigga." '' well me and kev gotta bet goin on to see who wins, yall in?" "hell yeah we in!" you pull on frankie hand "frankie I didn't bring any money I can't play." franklin gives you a quick kiss "I can give you some money baby I don't mind sharin'." frankie grabs his wallet, to pull out a few twenty's for you, he puts in your back pocket, gently pats your ass, lee and kev walking up to the booth ordering some popcorn and some slushies “man that’s a fine ass bitch.” kevin staring at some mexican chick, looking at her ass, lee rolls his eyes “yeah whatever nigga the machine is definitely whoppin’ el oso ass.” you order for you and frankie the same thing as kev and lee, you hand frankie a blue slushy, you sip on yours, “yeah right nigga fo’sho el oso is gon win and if he don’t I’ll double it.” you taste the sweet flavors touching your tongue, you all walk inside of the building.

“LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, WE HAVE BIGGEST AND THE BADESS MOTHAFUCKAS THAT YOU EVER SEEEE!” The commentor pointing at the crowd, screams rattle the building, you keep walking into the building looking for your seats, you kept close to frankie, feeling his hand squeeze you, “aye we right here.” kev says, stopping in the front row. kev, lexi, frankie, and lee in a row. “IN THIS CORNER WE HAVE THE UNDEFEATED THE RANGING CHAMPION ROOOCCK “THE MACHINE’’ JONESS AND THIS CORNER WE HAVE THE UNDERDOG FIGHTER ELE OSOOOO!!” Looking at the ring, there’s tall and hefty man with brown locks under his black and gold mask, and even taller white man with a purple and blue Shinglet with tease hair all the up to the sky, the bell goes off, the two wrestlers run up on each other, el oso throws the first punch knocking down rock jones, lee hands frankie a twenty, frankie smirks “yeah nigga, come on el oso take him down.” you turn to kev “are you team oso or whatever the white boy name is?” kevin smirks at you “umm jones actually delory been watchin’ him since he was young.” Jones picks up el oso then throwing him on the ground shaking the ring, you groan, grabbing the money from your pocket handing kev a twenty, kev’s eyes widened “damn lexi where you get all this money from I known you ain’t got no job.” frankie turns head, pulling in “where you think kev?” kev’s eyes shift between you and frankie “franklin now I know you ain’t gave lexi money, with yo’ stingy ass.” All three of you laugh, “yeah I might be, but it’s nice to share the wealth, you know.” frankie put his large hand on your thigh, you see kev’s eyes shift down to your legs, seeing kev to stiffen up almost looking defeated, lee looks over “aye y’all nigga watchin’ the fight almost over.” jones climbs up the rials, standing tall then to jump fallen on top of el oso, he grabs his leg to pin him down, the ref slams his hand on the mat to stop the fight, groans and screams throughout the room “AND WINNER BY PINFALL ITS STILL THE RANGING CHAMPION ROOCKK ‘THE MACHINE’ JONNESS.” frankie hands all of twenty’s to lee, looking smug, you grab your money as to give to kev, but he stops you “keep lexi,I don’t wanna be known as steal from franklin’s girl.” “we haven’t told anybody.” “well your secret is safe with me.” “thank you kev.”

As you see people watching out of the building, kev walks, you follow him, feeling frankie fingers interlocking yours, you turn your head to smile at frankie, looking at frankie’s full lips, pulling into a grin, you keep following kev to his car “so what we doin’ next I hear there is a party that one of our corner boys is throwin’.” you turn around to look for frankie, seeing him jogging to an alley calling out el oso, you turned to kev and lee to signal them to follow frankie “aye come’re I think frankie is talking to someone.’’ “aight nigga slow down.” you follow frankie seeing him getting a autograph from el oso “aye thanks man, nice to meet you.” you see frankie walking back to you “aye look oso signed this, I should get it frame.” frankie giggling, you all walk back to kev’s beat down of a car “aye so there’s this party tonight that one of our corner boys is throwin’ it’s his birthday today.” kev said “shit I’m down y’all comin’?” said lee, “nah actually me and lexi are gonna head out, her momma pagin’ me so catch y’all later.” frankie daps up kev and lee and you hug them, kev hugging you a little bit tighter, you wave goodbye, walking back to his bike you said “so you ready for our sleepover frankie.” “baby you know we ain’t doin’ that.” hopping in the bike to drive back to jerome’s house.

Frankie parks in the garage, turning off the engine you both walk up the steps into the house, the lights were on, you see louie and jerome seating on the couch watching tv, some old black love movie was on the screen “heyy how was the match?” louie said “it was so fun there was hella people there, but el oso lost.” “hmm any mexicans out there fuckin’ with y’all niggas?” “naw but I did get oso to sign this for me, pretty cool huh.” “Mhmm.” jerome and Louie nods their head in agreement “aye we need I think we need to talk business for a second, I found out where lenny and ray-ray lives, and I need some some help to get my money back, you think y’all know anybody to help me and lee out.” “there’s this guy name karvel he lives off on 23rd and Jefferson, one of the girls at claudia's club was talkin about him, but I hear he kinda crazy." frankie kept nodding his head "okay I'll page lee tomorrow it's been a few days and I wanna sneak up on them." "maybe I can come too." eyes bulge out of their eyes, in shock mostly frankie, not believing what he just heard. "what?" "I mean you could use the man power." jerome chuckles, oh god that was a horrible joke, "I just think four is better than three, and I told you frankie I want to be with you through the good and the bad, so were getting your money back." fankie flashes a quick smile, grabbing your hand to kiss, his soft and full lips grazing your thumb, "okay, but you stay in the car I don't want you getting hurt if somethin' go down." his chocolate eyes staring into you, "alright now y'all kids get out now, unless you wanna see somethin' you won't like," jerome pulls louie into his lap, kissing all over her face, she laughs "aghh aight we outta of here."

Walking in the room, seeing a fresh made bed, you hop on it, feeling the stress oozing out of you "so you really wanna do this shit babygirl. The game is not for the weak, I just want you to know what your getting into." you flip over to lay on your back "yes franklin I am and who knows maybe it won't get out of hand." you walk over to frankie, wrapping your arms around his neck, you could look at frankie, his smooth mahogany skin, frankie had a little scar on his left cheek, your thumb grazes over it "how did you get this scar frankie?" frankie chuckles "oh you don't remember, it was when we went to the park, and you were so eager to go down the slide, that you drag me down with." you smack your lips "nahh nigga you lyin’ you know I just lightly pulled you.” “hmm so since we’re having our sleepover did you bring anything.?’ you kiss him, frankie soft lips, pulling you in, frankie grabs your hips, moving down to your ass, gripping on it, you moan in his mouth “frankie we can’t be too loud jerome and louie are still up.” “I hear jerome and louie fuck all time, it’s fine.” frankie pulls you in wet kiss, frankie pecks your lips once more, feeling your pussy getting wet, you had to stop “I know I just don’t them to hear us.” “well we don’t have to sex, but we can do other things.” frankie wiggle his brows, you both giggle “maybe if you’re a good boy, let’s see how this night goes, but I do wanna change?’’ you walk over to your backpack, setting it on the bed, you pulled your night clothes, snacks and juices. “damn baby girl you got the good shit.” “you know it baby, I keep thang on me.” you change into your night clothes, frankie changes into a wife-beater and wear his blue boxers, seeing the undershirt contrasting with his beautiful skin, damn my nigga is soo fine, seeing him filling out his boxers, just swinging in there, you grab your makeup wipes, staring in to the mirror, taking off your work, in the corner you see frankie putting on a green du-rag and securing it, frankie walk over to stand behind you, looking into the mirror “you are so beautiful alexia, you know that.” “yeah but you can still tell me though.” you both giggle at your joke, frankie wraps his arms your waist, squeezing you in, frankie puts his head in neck, breathing in your scent, kissing your neck, you moved your head to give frankie more room, frankie hand moves to your shorts, his long fingers touching your pussy, “I know you said we can't have sex, but I wanna taste you.” frankie picks you up, like you were nothing.

Frankie moves your backpack and snacks on the floor, frankie gently lays you down on the bed “wait! I need to put on my bonnet on.” frankie search to find to find your pink bonnet, you put it on securing it on, you lay back down, you feel frankie hands rubbing up against your thick mahogany thighs, your eyes look down at frankie, you sit up, finally looking at your frankie, you put your hand on the side of his face, your thumb touching his scar “you are so handsome franklin, I think you are the most beautifulest person in the world and I want to be with you forever.” eyes locking on each-other, “you mean that shit baby?" you nod your head, frankie lifts up to get a better look at you, you gulped, heavy breathing, frankie just staring at you, looking so clam, like he knows what was going to happen in the future. Frankie smiles at you, eyes drifting down to your shirt, seeing that you had on your necklace on, frankie reach down to lay it on top of your shirt “you know when I got this for you this was a way to show everybody that you my girl.” “yes franklin I am yours as you are mine, I wanna your girl, maybe more than that.” frankie nods his head “I’m gonna get you out of here and your momma too, and once I’m done then we can talk about marriage and maybe even kids.” you kiss frankie, feeling his soft lips touching yours, they’re so soft, but forceful, frankie bites your lip, frankie kiss you again, you feel his hand pushing you down to the bed, the soft pillows resting against your head, frankie lifts up your shirt, throwing it on the floor, your dark nipples perk up, frankie latches on your nipple, sucking on it, frankie tongue circles on your nipple, sucking on it one more time, switching to the other one, sucking on your nipple hard, feeling the breeze washing over you, frankie lowers his head to kiss your soft tummy “you would look so gorgeous if you had my kids, knowing that something was made out of love, and that will never be harmed.’’ “you really mean that frankie that our baby will never be hurt.” “I promise alexia saint.’’ “mhhmm that has a nice ring to it, alexia saint.” “yes it do Mrs. Saint.” frankie kiss you, frankie tongue slips inside of you, sucking on it, tasting the sweet flavors in your mouth, you bite frankie lip, frankie pulls down your shorts, rubbing your thighs slowly touching your hips, “come’re.” frankie pulls you closer to him, he growls, his hand push up your thighs, looking at your pussy, soft lips, almost puffy looking, with a little pink poking out “your pussy is so pretty baby.” insecurity washing over you, slowly closing your legs, “don’t do that, I wanna see you okay.” you start to relax, trying to slow down your heart rate.

Franklin latches on your clit, his tongue swirling your pussy, you moan “o-oh god frankie.” frankie kiss your pussy, slowly sucking your clit, entering frankie tongue moves inside of you, moving your hips, your hand moves to frankie head, gripping on to his du-rag “fuck frankie you make me feel so good ah-h fuck.” “Nut on my face baby, I wanna see you shakin’.” you moan, feeling heat in your lower stomach, you put a pillow over your face, muffling your moans, you feel yourself about to cum “yes frankk-iiee oh m-y god I’m about to-o cum-m ughhh." frankie pulls the pillow off of you, putting his fingers inside of you, feeling his long fingers touching your spongy spot, frankie puts hand over your mouth, you try to gab frankie hand to slow him down, it's almost becoming too much. “move your hand baby girl and take what I give you.” you start shake uncontrollably, your eyes rolled in the back your head, moaning loudly against frankie hand, climaxing washing over you, frankie moves his hand, putting his mouth over yours, inhaling your moans, frankie kisses you, stilling inside of you moving in-n-out, you’re still moaning “you’ve ever tasted yourself before baby girl.” you shook your head no “I’ve never thought too frankie.” frankie pulls out of you, you both look at your essence, a light cream going down on frankie hand, frankie looks at you, you open your mouth, tasting a sweet and tangy flavor on your tongue, you moan, frankie pushes his fingers down your throat , you gag “oh shit my bad baby I’m sorry.” pulling frankie hand out of you, finally breathing, air fulling up in your lungs “it’s okay frankie, but I think I want something else.’’

You switch spots with frankie, looking at his boxer, standing at attention, you pull down frankie’s boxer, finally looking at his dick, bobbing back and forth, your hand touches frankie’s waist, gently touching his base, moving your hand up to his stomach, frankie rich skin kept going, you kiss frankie thighs up to balls, kissing all over them, your tongue swirling, sucking on his smooth balls “fuck-kk lexi I need you baby, please I need you in my mouth.” you kiss up his thick dick, looking so strong and girthy with a thick vein on the side from the base to the tip, you grip the base, working it up and down, frankie groans “ughh shit baby, you see how your teasin’ me baby, got me all tight in shit.” “just lay down and let me take care of you.” you open your mouth, putting fankie in your mouth, remembering to breathe through your nose, you lower head in taking frankie more, almost taking frankie in all the way, you take one more breath, opening your throat, pushing all the way down to frankie’s base, frankie lets out a loud moan. unable to control himself, frankie hand touches your bonnet, gently gripping your afro, frankie plants his feet on the bed, holding you still so he can fuck your mouth, you slip your fingers inside of you, not feeling as full with yours than frankie, you started to rub your clit, feeling your heat coming back in your tummy. “ yes-yes-yes ughh you like it when I fuck your mouth baby, stick your tongue for me baby.” you nod your head with frankie still in your mouth, you slip out your tongue out, tasting his under-shaft, frankie holds your head in place, frankie shivers “oouuhh baby fuck oh-h god I’m gon-na nut baby ughh do you want my nut baby?” you moaned, frankie stops “do you want my nut baby?” you nod your head “uh-huh.” “well you better nut on your fingers, while in nut your mouth.” you stick your tongue again, putting frankie back in your mouth, you put your fingers inside of you, working faster in your hole, frankie moves his hips faster and faster, you paid attention to your breathing, not wanting to gag on frankie “fuck baby I’m gonna nut, are you gonna nut too baby, come on baby, let it go.” bouncing on your fingers, feeling yourself to cum, your climax washing you, you groan in your throat, frankie hisses, pulling you closer to his base, frankie cums deep in your throat, you gulped it down, tasting frankie musky and strong cum, you lick your lips “you taste so good baby.” you look up at frankie, seeing him completely relax “come’re I wanna taste us.” you smiled, kissing frankie was something you can never stop doing, feeling his smooth lips pushing up against you, frankie groans, tasting a mix of sweet and tangy flavor in your mouth, “damn we do taste good, this might be my new favorite thing.” you moan in frankie mouth “oh yeah baby this might be my favorite thing too.” frankie smacks your ass, “ow frankie that hurt.” frankie smirks “I’m sorry baby, turn around I’ll make it feel better.” you rolled on your stomach, you lay your head on the bed, with your ass up, frankie is behind you, gently rubbing your sting, the pain slowly going away, frankie hands massaging your ass, spreading them apart, frankie bends down looking at your pussy, seeing your essence dripping down your thighs, frankie tongue licks up your cum to your pussy, sucking on your lips, sucking all of your cum out of you “ahh frankie what are you doing-g oh my god-d.” “I just want one more baby, can you do that for me.” you were gasping “I don’t know frankie I’ve never done it more than twice, I don’t think I can.” “you let me worry about that shit, you just relax baby girl, okay?’’ you nod your head “okay frankie.”

Frankie goes kiss your puffy pussy, his tongue slowly moving all around you, frankie slides his tongue to your clit, frankie wiggles his tongue back and forth against your clit, shivers running down your spine, you curl your toes, you move back against frankie face, “oh my fuck-k jesus christ frankie, you like how I taste baby huhh?’’ frankie growls, nodding his head, pushing in like he was trying to get inside of you, frankie pecks your pussy, feeling his lips working inside like he was kissing you, you grab frankie head “Im-m gonna cum frankie-e oh my god it’s happening.” "nut right fuckin’ now.” you let go of frankie’s head, you buried your face in the bed, you start to convulse, you arch your back, gripping the bed spread, frankie didn’t stop, you kept moaning, it became too much for you, you start to crawl to get away from frankie, he grabs on to your hips holding you in place “the fuck you think you goin’ hold still.” frankie still eating you up, you were still shaking from your aftershocks, “frankie please I feel like I have to go pee.” frankie stops “then go baby, I ain’t stopping you.” frankie sucks on your clit, sucking so passionately, you spread your legs futher, taking what frankie gives you, you feel it happening again, but this time is feels different, “oh my-y FUCK baby I’m gonna cum-m ug-ghh.” soaked essence came out of you, not realizing what just happen, feeling frankie wet lips kissing your pussy, you push frankie head away from you, not being able to take it anymore, you lay back down on the bed, feeling relaxation wash over you, you were panting, coming back down to earth, you feel frankie hand touching your ass “see told you I can make it feel better.” you grab the pillow next to you, smacking it upside of his head “nigga stop lyin’ you know just wanted to eat me.” you both giggled “yeah you right, but you like that shit didn’t you, tasting you after you nutted twice already.” my nigga is a freak, oh lord help me jesus “yeah I did frankie, but I have to go to the bathroom.” “you just did baby.” you stood up to look at the bed, a large wet spot, you jumped back on to the bed, you're embarrass, how could something like this happen I mean you heard stories of guys doing that girls, frankie senses sadness coming from you “aye don’t be like that, hey I’ll just tell them that I spilled water on the bed.” “this never happened to me before frankie, I didn’t know I could doing something like that.” “come’re.’’ frankie slowly lifts you up to hold you squeezing you tightly “it’s okay baby, I know that was a lot for you, but you were making the most beautiful sounds, I couldn’t stop and I wanted to see how you would sound if I pushed you.” you felt a kiss on your bonnet, you turned your head to kiss frankie, resting your hand on his chest. “well I’m glad I got to do it with you frankie.”

You put on frankie’s wife-beater and your underwear, you walk in the hallway, thankfully jerome and louie door was close, you walk into the bathroom to do your business, walking back into the guest room frankie already layed down a towel on the wet spot, seeing frankie already had his boxers on, with his du-rag on secured on, you walk over grabbing frankie chin kissing him on the lips “thank you baby.” frankie smiles “you know I got ’chu baby.” kissing one more time, you look to see your popcorn on the floor. you bend down to grab it, frankie smacks your ass once more “from now on you can’t be spankin’ my ass like the time, hard like that.” “what says who?” “says the one who gettin’ your spanks nigga.” frankie pouts “okay what about light pats then.” you nod your head “light pats are good baby, I’ll be back gonna pop some popcorn." walking back into the room, closing the door, you rip the bag of popcorn open handing it over to frankie, he takes a handful of popcorn stuffing it into his mouth, you walked over to grab your candy and juices, setting it on the bed, you ripped open a box of chewy candy, popping it in your mouth, you hand one to frankie, he opens his mouth wanting you to feed him, you gently place it in his mouth, you put some popcorn in your mouth, you moan “hmm sweet and salty nothing taste better than that.” “I could think of something better.” you both giggle “yeah I bet you can huh frankie.” you and frankie talked all night from what they want in the future, what kinda of trips they would like to take, franklin wanting his own plane, and what they’re children would look like. feeling your eyes closing, your head laying in frankie shoulder “you getting sleepy baby.” you nod your head, lifting up the sheets to get under the blanket, frankie turns off the light switch and getting under the blankets with you, frankie wraps your tummy, pulling you in closer, you snuggle with frankie, silence taking over “can I tell you something baby?” you flip over to face frankie “anything frankie.” you feel frankie breath, he smiles “well I know we just started dating, but we’ve known each other for all of our lives since we were kids, and you don’t have to say it- all I’m sayin’ is ummhmm I love you.” you sit up, realizing what frankie just said “arghh shit I knew I’ve shouldn’t of said that, I’m sorry baby-.” you kiss frankie to shut him up, you bite his lip, “I love you too franklin and no it’s not too early for this and like you said we’ve known each other all of our lives, and to honest with you baby I think I fell in love with you when we first met.” a gush of air comes out of frankie “oh thank god, you had me worry baby girl, I thought you didn’t love me.” “yes, yes I do franklin saint.” frankie pulls you in another kiss, slipping his tongue in your mouth, you put a hand on frankie chest “as much as I would to keep kissing you frankie, I’m sleepy.” “okay baby go to sleep, I’m gonna crack a window.” frankie walks up to the window, cracking it slightly, frankie get back into bed with you, cuddling up against you, frankie kisses your shoulder “goodnight baby I love you, sleep tight and don’t let bed bugs bite.” “and you get your shoe and you wack them until there black and blue, and I love you too frankie.”

Silence finally taking over the room, you drift off to your dream land, you and frankie are older sitting on the beach, two little kids come running up to you ‘mommy, daddy look we found a shell isn’t soo cool.’ you look to see a little boy and girl, looking like you and frankie mixed in together, they’re chocolate brow skin shining against they skin, they run back to the water, playing in the sand “I told you nothing bad happened to you and the kids.” you turn your head, looking at frankie, he’s gotten solid, a light patch of hair on his cheeks with a goatee, how is it possible that he gotten more fine over the years, frankie swats down on the blanket, taking off his socks and shoes, putting his feet in the sand, frankie smirks at you “yeah you were right frankie, thank you for protecting me and the kids.” you kiss frankie lips, feeling his soft pillowy lips, “and I’ll always will.” you hear cheerful screams 'mommy and daddy come to the water it's so warm' you kick of your shoes, frankie grabs your hand pulling you in to the water, laughter all round, not wanting to leave this dream and that one day you’re gonna make your dream a reality.

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Chapter 2 is finally done AHHHGHH🥹🥹 thank you to everyone reading this I know it’s a lot but I wanted to write the pilot, cause look at baby franklin saint I mean how can you not 🥰 the next chapter lexi meets karvel 👀👀 (LET THE DRAMA COMMENCE HAHAHAHA) and shout out to @wide-nose-and-wonderful for lighting a fire in my ass to finish chapter (thank you so much sis you don’t know how sweet your message was to me it really meant a lot to me 😘💕) and lexi wants to be in the game, she has no idea what’s going to happen. And I had Who is Jill Scott album playing on the last smut scene ‘show me, he loves me, and slowly surely’ is horny sex bitch music and it got me in the mood y’all 😈, and can we talk about frankie being a EATER, like a fuckin’ much, you can’t tell me that nigga does not eat the pussy, all day every day, and sneak-peak in to lexi's life in the future with daddy saint, I couldn't help it with his fione sexy ass, thank you again for spending time to read this and one more thing… I love you❤️.

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Chapter 9

Summary:It’s been a couple of months since the business has started the air to becoming colder in South Central area and celebrating Frankie’s birthday and one gift he will cherish forever, one day getting a call from Avi saying he wants to meet and with lapd breaking into Avi’s place then arresting Avi and Lee, Frankie wanted him out that day and had to cough fifty gs for the lawyer and that raises a couple of eyebrows at y’all. And now the coke is all officially gone then Frankie comes up with a plan to drive down to Oakland to meet Swim to end up finally meeting the man that we all were looking for…. Avi’s connect.

Warnings:afab-reader, n-word usage, cursing, minor character death, kissing, oral (female & male rec.),  sneak-peak of dad!frankie, making crack-rock, slight fear of heights

Word count:8.6k mdni+ Happy reading

This takes place in Season 2 ep. 1 and 2

Four Months Later 

The business is going good, really really good. You and Frankie were the only ones that was allowed back to Avi’s place from now on, walking into the cookhouse to see Louie stirring the mason jar, you grabbed a black bandana and wrap it over your nose then tying it behind your head and grabbing kitchen gloves, then pouring equal parts of the baking powder and coke in the mason jar with a little bit of water and stirring in the water. Lee and Kev were breaking up the large rocks into smaller rocks then bagging them, Jerome, Peaches and a couple of other guys were  bagging the rocks in chip bags. Once your shift was done, you went to the ice cream truck, had ice cream for the kids and rock for the adults. As the kids were coming up for the ice cream and the adults would walk around back to get their rock 

Peaches is tying up the bags of money in the truck, while you and him were sitting on the car waiting for everybody to finish up, getting back to Jerome’s house  he unlocks the backroom with two deadbolts behind it, Frankie opens it to show the back wall is in containers of money and Jerome dumps bags of money on the table, Jerome leaves to grab more bags of the money and left you and Frankie to count it.

Couple weeks later

Today is Franklin Saint's birthday. The man is turning the big 20. He wanted to do something small with just his family, friends and of course you. The gift you got him was a gold chain with the word ‘Saint’ in the middle and a fresh pair of white sambas with light blue stripes going on the sides. You had them both wrapped in birthday paper sitting next to you.

Once he enters to Jerome’s house seeing Lee making out with Wanda, he takes of his dark blue jacket, showing off his white shirt, blue and green shoulders and the color going across his chest, he sees you in the corner and Kev stops in his tracks “Ladies, I would like y’all to meet Franklin Saint aka our savior aka the big black apostle.” He smiles “Franklin’s fine, alright, nice to meet you ladies.” all the ladies smile at him, and one of them is staring a little too hard. Frankie walks away to greet Jerome “What’s up unc?” Jerome puffs out some smoke “Sup nephew.” He grabs some chips and starts eating them and sees you sitting on the couch “What you doin’ here alone?” you couldn’t wait to show Frankie what you got him, you pick up your large gift first and you handed it to Frankie “Happy birthday baby.” he looks down at the gift and takes the large gift and takes a seat next to you, opening his gift of a red adidas box carefully to see a pair of white sambas with a light blue stripes going across “Holy shit baby, you know I can never get enough with these shoes.” Frankie has been collecting sambas shoes for a while, the boy has a damn near obsession. He gives you a kiss “Thank you baby.” you smile “Your welcome baby, but I have one more gift.” you bend down to grab the smaller gift, your back was exposing to him showing your purple waist beads, you were wearing a black backless dress and black wedges with your necklace on display. 

Suddenly you find your next gift, you handed it to him he opens the gift to see the gold chain with the words ‘Saint’ written on it, he holds it in his hands not saying anything “Do you like Frankie?” he turns to you “Of course baby I love it thank you really.” you kiss him on the lips “Your welcome baby.” Louie walks into the family room wearing a red long romper, Jerome slams his hand on the table “Goddamn! I don’t know how you got the energy.” Louie takes a couple twenty’s in her bag “If I got to spend my time my days in that cookhouse. I sure as hell ain’t spending my nights in here.” Jerome yells and takes a sip of his drink “Hey Peaches! Hey hey make sure she get to the club aight.” “Bye Jerome.” “Give me a kiss.” Jerome smacks her ass “Give Claudia a kiss for me too.” Louie looks back “I will if you want to.” “Tell her to come see my tree!” Louie laughs “She ain’t wanna see your tree, but she do like pie though…. I tell her that y’all said hi too.”  you smile at Frankie “Come on, put it on.” he open the clasp and lock it behind his neck, as it lays there resting on his second button “What’chu think?” You rest your fingers to touch his necklace the smooth golden in cursive of his last name “I love it on you baby, the jeweler did a really good job gold is definitely your color.” he smiles at you showing his pearly white teeth he grabs your hand “Come on let’s go to our room.” 

As you enter to the guest room Frankie starts kissing your neck feeling his gold rubbing against your neck, he spins you around to take you in his lips he slips off your dress and takes off his shirt to only have his necklace on he pulls down his khakis pants to show his red plaid boxers you push him on the bed you climb on top and makes out with him he grabs your ass and flips you over slowly takes off his boxers and starts to stroke himself he lowers himself on his stomach to face your pussy he leans down to kiss your soft inner thighs “I should be givin’ you head today it’s your birthday.'' he looks up “You right it’s still my birthday and one of my wishes is to eat you out.” he dips his head his tongue sliding all over your pussy he moans all over it. Loud banging was coming from down the hall. It sounds like Jerome is yelling “Open the gooddamn door! The fuck is wrong with you.” you put on your dress and Frankie puts on his boxers to see what the hell is happening Frankie opens the door first to see Jerome busting through his room to Kev with two girls in his bed Jerome grabs his shoe and smack one of the girls ass “Oh you wanna fuck in my house nigga.” and start smacking Kev he was naked to only have his bucket hat to cover himself he runs out of the room and down the stairs and Jerome chasing him “Grab his ass!” they both pass you, Frankie, Lee and you all laugh “Is that your birthday Franklin?” he smiles “Yeah and I was showing Lexi how thankful I was.” you smack his shoulder Lee sticks out his tongue out in disgust “Leon what’s taking you so long?” coming from Wanda inside of the room Lee touches his shoulder to say good night to him and Frankie copies “Good night Lee.” “Good night Lex.” 

You both get undressed to get back on the bed you rest your head on the pillows spreading your legs “I think you want to finish what you started, birthday boy.” he smirks “I ain’t no boy, I'm older than you now.” He climbs on top of you his necklace dangling in front of your face your eyes switch back and forth to his face and neck “Well if I’m the birthday boy then I’m about to make to make one of my wishes come true.” you rise on your elbows “Can you tell me one of your wishes?” He pulls closer to your face grazing your lips “If I tell you. Then it won’t come true and one of my wishes will definitely come true.” kissing your lower stomach moving down to your pussy dragging his tongue to touch your clit and down to your lips and your softest walls gripping the sheets his hands grip your thighs to hold you in your place, your hands find their way to his hair your fingers touching his tight coils “Fuck baby oohh ughh shit.” Pants and moaning coming out of you he moans into your pussy feeling the vibration “That’s right baby you fuckin’ nut on my face.” Frankie slips his hands to your knees bending you in half seeing him admiring your pussy and let’s a long drop of saliva on your warm pussy before you could realize he is deeper in your pussy getting your juices all over his face the wetness leaking out of you then you try to fight back with closing your legs but there was no use you couldn’t win even if you wanted to. You continue to grind against his face  he ate you up like you were his last meal he kept moving his face to rhythm of your hips your waist beads were riding up  to the middle of your soft tummy once he felt you relax under grip he slowly rise to grab a small washcloth to clean up the excess of you and throws it in the dirty hamper “Thank you for my wish baby.” he kiss you “I’m still not tired.” you rolled on your stomach to crawl to where he was and opened your mouth to take him in your mouth “What do you say to the birthday boy baby?” you mumble ‘Thank you’  you look up to him to see that he is already looking at you “Stretch that throat baby I wanna fuck your throat.”  you relax your throat  to take him deeper feeling his slighty over gown bush touching your nose “Fuck-kk baby you’re taking me soo goo-od.” his chest is puffing out taking deep breaths and even deeper moans “I wanna see your eyes baby, let me see your eyes baby.” his hips strokin’ out of your mouth his necklace catching your eyes resting on his chest with his new accessory he fo’real could be a male model with the looks he was givin’ you, he grips the back of your head you grip his ass to bring him closer and cumming in your  throat “Fuckkk baby I’m bout to nut baby ohh fuck.” there was so much sliding down your mouth tasting his musky and clean nut you take one more swallow to taste all of him “I’m glad to spend your birthday Frankie.” he grabs your face to pull you in a sloppy wet kiss “I’m glad too baby.”

A few days later you get an unexpected call to from Avi saying he wanted to do a another pickup “Just sayin’ a little heads up would be nice.” he’s holding a duffle bag of forty-two thousand dollars and Avi puts his arms up “But I like seeing you Frankie and the beautiful Lexi…eve-even  Leon here is growing on me.” He pats on Lee’s shoulder “You know how stressful it is to ride through Encino with this much fuckin’ coin in the car?” Avi walks over to his bar “Okay, maybe Leon is not growing on me show much. I got a few ounces lying around somewhere so you don’t feel like you wasted your time. Muir go to the stash see what you can find for Frankie.” the gunman walks away “You got it.” Avi takes a sip of his drink “You know not too long ago you were happy with just a few hundred dollars.” “How we grow huh?” “Like weeds. Hey, on Friday both of you  come over for shabbat dinner, wear a nice coat.” Avi pulls on his jacket “Come on Franklin and Alexia, you both  have money now, get yourself a nice coat and flowy dress to match.” He puts his hand on Avi’s shoulder one of the gunmen comes back running back “Avi! Avi!” the men are scattering around trying to hide the drugs and the money “Hey what’s goin’ on?” you turned to look at Frankie “What did he say?” Frankie asking around Avi is speaking in hebrew to the gunmen to calm down “LAPD! HANDS UP LAPD.” He pats on your shoulder to run from the cops one of them starts chasing you “Right there! Don’t move!” you run around the house to see a fence blocking you Frankie throws the duffle bag over the fence and hops over it effortlessly you climb the fence and Lee pushes you over the fence to escape you run to Frankie and see Lee getting handcuff “You thought you can run from me punk ass kid.” Lee puts his hands on his head “Shut the fuck up.” and gets dragged back to the house.

Frankie finds a payphone to make a call to Jerome “What’s up nephew, you heard anything from Avi.” Frankie hands you the duffle bag “Hey unc and Avi got raided the cops came and they got Leon.” Frankie kept nodding his head and listening to Jerome and hangs up the phone “Jerome wants us to meet Tyrone, he's a lawyer.”  Jerome was already there waiting for the both of you he walks up to Jerome and Frankie opens the car door setting it on the ground, walking into the office there was a lightskin man in a suit named Tyrone and a darkskin man named Biscuit and sitting on the table behind him “Apparently your boy’s  in business with a babe ruth motherfucker, that dude Avi? Hitting him with possession with intent to go along with a hefty gun charge?” Biscuit spoke up “intrems y’all lame-asses can understand. That boy fucked” your eyes shift to Tyrone “What about Leon?-”  you get cut off by Biscuit “Hit him with a 69-PC.” “The fuck is a 69PC?” Jerome turns to Biscuit “Felony evading.” Jerome puts his hands out “Why the fuck you ain’t just say that then?” Biscuit kept looking at Jerome “Cause I’m a fuckin’ professional J-rome.” “No you’s a moron Biscuit.” Tyrone trying to calm them down “Now the bad news is your boy got priors and because it’s a felony bail is fifty.” Jerome looks in shock “Thousands?” Biscuit looks fed up “Ain’t fifty hundred nigga.” Jerome looks at Biscuit “I want him out.” “Gonna need ten percent down cash, collateral, whatever.” Jerome sucks in his teeth “Shit fifty thousand ain’t shit.” Biscuit and Tyrone make quick eye contact “Yeah it is, it’s a lot Jerome actually I’m need a minute to get that for you.” “Aye ain’t my boy on there, do what you gotta do.” You all walk out of the office to Jerome’s car “Nephew you got the fifty gs right now, let’s get this shit done.” He turns around “Avi and Leon are locked up and we spent the whole day running around Enico with forty-two gs in a duffle bag, trying to find a cab or a bus before the cops found the both of us.” Getting in the car “So yeah maybe I’m a little on edge.” Jerome takes his cigarette out “Well with Avi in the clink you know where we can find some more coke?” Frankie just stares off into the distance as Jerome pulls off to the courthouse.

It’s been a few hours since Lee has been locked up and Frankie decided to get him out that day you were sitting on the rail with Kev in front of the courthouse with Jerome and Frankie “Aye he still ain’t out?” Jerome was pacing back and forth “Any minute man Tyrone is in there now-” Kev cuts off Frankie “Where was I?” Kev was wearing a red adidas tracksuit “Uhhh, you was getting ready to ruin the rest of the fuckin’ movie.” He puts his hands in his pockets “Damn right and he go ‘Say hello to my little friend’  doing finger guns imitating gunshots “Yo he bad, I seen this shit twice” Jerome still pacing around “So he lived?” you look at Kev for his answer “What nah man, everybody in that motherfucka died. What’s up Jerome you got crabs or something?” he flinging his arms around “I don’t like being around this motherfucka gooddamnit.” Lee and Tyrone walk out of the courthouse “Ahhh this fool.” “So when you drop the soap, do you bend over to pick it up or do you squat? Like how does that work?” you all go into a fit of laughter filling up in your tummy Lee shakes his head “This motherfucker.” “Hey y’all make sure this little nigga don’t run, you hear?” “Who the fuck you talkin’ to?” Lee deepens his voice “Aight playa. Look y’all need me again and it sounds like you will, you know where I’m at.” Frankie shakes Tyrone hand and walks away you walk up to Lee to give him a hug “Thanks for pushing me over you know I can’t hop no fence.” “Yeah no probs I wasn’t gonna let you go to holding.” Frankie wraps his arms around Lee and starts walking “They sweat you hard?” “Some.” “You give them my social?” “Name, number address.” “Appreciate that, man. So what you want, huh? Drink? Lap dance?” Frankie pushes Lee to the front “Wanda didn’t wanna come with y’all, huh?” “Oh nah man, she was havin’ a little trouble walking spent a little time with her while you was gone.” you all laugh at his joke “Oh, you wanna to fuck with me after I just got out, huh?” “Nah we wanted to fuck with us.” Pointing at all of you “Oh really? So I have to beat all y’alls ass huh?” 

It’s late in the night and you were sleeping with Frankie in the spare room you had a his red and white baseball shirt on and some panties with your bonnet Frankie his arm over your tummy pulling you closer in his dreams he was wearing a undershirt and blue boxers to cover you both in a yellow blanket that you took from your house. Two loud bangs ring through the house and the sound of smash glass hitting the floor screaming  to the extent of your heart exploding “AAHHH!” Frankie jumps up to grab his gun from under his pillow and runs to the family room you quickly chase after him to see as well “HEY WHAT THE MOTHERFUCK!” coming from Jerome and “WHAT THE FUCK!’ from Louie you all see each other in the room Frankie running in front of you to shoot his target, there were two bodies laying on the ground with ski masks. Peaches has his gun pointing down to the ground “There we go, Peaches.” Jerome cheers to him and walking to the window “What the fuck happened?” you looked at all of the broken glass “How they get in?” “Back door.” Peaches says it sarcastically “Somebody didn’t lock that shit. Somebody left that shit unlocked.”Louie runs back to the back door and Frankie went to go check the windows “They jimmied the shit.” Frankie yells “And Peaches you aint hear it? And so what you just kill some motherfuckas in my house, you ain’t wanna scare them first?” Louie getting louder and louder by the second “What you gonna do that for?” Jerome yells at Louie “I ain’t asking you!” Louie waving her hand in Jerome’s face “Well I’m answering you!” you put your hands out the to hush them “Stop! Fucking stop. Keep your voices down. Who the fuck are they?” you step back to see the faces of the dead men Jerome lifts up the mask “It’s motherfuckin’ Biscuit.” your heart drops to your stomach almost feeling nauseous Frankie lifts up the mask “That ain’t Tyrone.” Jerome walks over to see “That’s Jamal, that’s Biscuit older brother.” Frankie walks closer to Jerome “Biscuit’s older brother, who’s paranoid now, unc? I told you not to mention that fuckin’ money!” Jerome snaps his fingers at him “They wouldn’t even thought twice about this shit if you ain’t make a big deal of it, goddamn!” you walk up to Jerome “Jerome why did you even bring it up? you should of never said anything!” Louie steps in front of Frankie “And I told you not to keep that fuckin’ money in our house!” “Wanna talk about this now!” Frankie yells in Louie’s face “Hey if nosy-ass Shirley heard the shots, then the cops is probably on the way now, so now what you gonna do?” Frankie slams his gun on the table “Fuckk.” There was silence not knowing what to do you try to turn your wheels but you were still tired “Me and Jerome go load up the bodies, drive ‘em out, bury ‘em, you three stay here and clean this shit up. Sun rises, this never happened.” Peaches says it with a calming voice and there was another silence “I’m with that shit. Come on.” Jerome walks into his room to go get dressed “This shit is fuckin’ crazy.” You and Frankie go back to the room to put on your clothes.

Frankie comes back inside from throwing the last trash bag away and washes his hands in the sink then comes into the living room to clean the last piece of the glass and throwing it away then taking a seat a the table Louie folds her arms “Why they ain’t back yet?” “Gotta dig. Shit takes time.” he takes a seat with you “How you know?” Your thoughts traced back to Karvel the way your bones were shaking after burying him and how you all had to take turns to dig deep enough for a his body he gives you a quick glance “This house ain’t never gonna be the same.” Louie pulls her chair out and sitting on it “You know, we should probably get some bars on the windows.” “And some new doors.” A knock on the door breaks everyone’s thought and looks at a figure at the door  “That them?” Frankie sits up “Nah, they wouldn’t knock you expecting somebody?” “At eight in the morning?” Louie looks at Frankie crazy. He walks closer to the door and peeking through the window “Aw shit.” “Who is it?” you stand up and  ask Frankie he puts the gun in the couch and grabs a jacket to cover his blood stain undershirt “One second.” He opens the door and see Melody “Mel what’s up?” “Hey Franklin I wanted to wish you a happy birthday even though I couldn't see you on the actual day.” Her eyes look straight a you “And I wanted to give you this.” Melody pulls out a light blue card with his name on it. “Thanks Mel, I wanted to ask you if you or Andre talk to my mom’s at all?” “She and my dad spend some time together, I see her here and there.” Frankie leans more on the door “How she doin’ ?” Melody look in disbelief “How she doin’? Her heart is broken, Franklin. How you think she’s doing?” Frankie slams the door in front of  Melody’s face and walks to the side yard and throws the letter away.

Back at the cookhouse everyone was there even the bodyguards  “Coke is officially gone, we got enough of rock maybe another day or two but that’s it.” Louie puts out her cigarette Frankie is getting frustrated “What about you Rob?” “You know how hard it is to find someone to get you more than two kilos a week who isn’t full of shit. He’s trying to rip you off, he’s trying to kill you-” you roll your eyes, sitting next to Jerome  “Yeah yeah whatever, man. Anything for you two?”  Lee says “Nigga, you want a chopped up key for twenty-five grand? Guy just a motherfucka.” Kev looks at him “Nigga it was your connect. I mean it’s like the white boy, Rob say.” Jerome laughs “There’s a lotta bullshit out here, Frankie.” He puts his hand behind his head and puts them on the table “Okay. First thing in the morning, we head up to Oakland. Visit Swim get enough rock to tide us over. Maybe even talk our way into they connect. Set up a pipeline south. That’s what we do.” he taps on the table “I’m down.” Lee nods his head “Same.” Kev lights his cigarette, he looks at you and you nod your head “Good, get some rest man. We’ll link up at Jerome’s in the morning.” He pats on his unc shoulder you stand up to walk with him to his  1982 Silver Toyota Celica he opens your side first to let you in  and rounds to his side and gets in the car pulling out to slowly drive back to Jerome’s house the radio filled up the silence between you too the groovy music playing he taps his fingers to the beat of the music you sway your head to the beat as well his fingers grazed over your pink adidas  tracksuit moving his fingers to your inner thigh when he had to turn on a street he uses both hands to turn the steering wheel hearing the music to keep say ‘Keep on doin’ it, Keep doin your thing.’

Hearing another car screeching on Frankie’s side and hitting you both, your body moves with the crash thankfully you had seatbelt on your head hurts feeling groggy from it then some white man comes out of his car and walks up to him “O my god dude I’m so sorry hey how’s your neck?” “It-s’s good.” a taser coming to  him tase in the neck and putting a cloth over his nose to him to sleep you unbuckle and try to get out of the car the white man see you and puts the cloth over your mouth and puts you to sleep as well then fading to darkness.

You were dreaming you slowly raise up to see him sitting on the patio and reading the newspaper wearing nothing but a long gray robe you slowly rose from your bed and see tall skyscrapers next to you looking down to see your two beautiful kids both of them was a copy of him and you their were sleeping peacefully and holding there stuff animals you  grabbing  your matching short gray robe off the hanger in your walk-in closet and wrap around your body  and as you walk to him saying in your morning voice “Good morning baby.” he sets down his newspaper and poke his lips out for a kiss uncontrollably you do “Good morning sweetcheeks.” you giggle “Sweetcheeks? Nigga you know you’ve never called me that?” you sit on his lap and give him an another kiss softly resting your fingers on necklace and you hear a another voice in your head “Lexi wake up, come on baby just wake up for me. Leon come on Lee.” It was Frankie. You pull your lips back away from Frankie and you heard it again “Fuckkk come on Alexia wake up please.” You slowly open your eyes and you look to see that you were handcuff with your hands behind you to a pole “Lexi is that you, you okay?” Seeing Frankie handcuff and craning his neck to look at you “Yeahh my fuckk my head hurts, where the fuck are we Frankie?” “I-I don’t know baby?” and another groan coming from the front of the basement “Hey Leon…Leon is that you?”  “Yeah man what the fuck is goin’ on? Aw hell nah I fuckin’ pissed my pants.” You tug on the handcuffs “Hey where were you grabbed?” Lee groans “I was walking home and some white dude asked me for directions but… I don’t know man?” Your throat was dry you didn’t how long you were out for “Did any of you get a good look you at him.” “No Frankie.” “No not really my motherfuckin’ head hurt.” You hear whistling and someone coming come the down the stairs “Hey how many out there?” “I -don’t know, I only seen one.” the man comes to the tall gate and locks it with a key and enters then emerging the same white man that hit you with his car “You punk motherfucka. On my momma, I’m going to kill you when I get loose. You hear me, you fucking worm? I’ma kill you!” Leon yells at the white man he waves his finger in a no and leaves and to go come back with a long taser stick “What the fuck is this? What the fuck are you going to do with that?” the man walks to Lee and tase him with it “What the fuck -ow fuck!” the electricity runs through Lee’s body. You and Frankie begs for the man to stop “Hey man please stop.” you try to kick your feet at him “Hey hey! Stop man.” you stuck your feet out to trip him he stumbles almost catching his balance “Bitch.” you say to the man and the man walks over to you to tase you as well your muscle tighten up you couldn’t do anything but scream and groan.

“Tell me about the bust.” “What?” Frankie sounds confuse “Tell me about the bust.” “The bust?” “Tell me about the bust.” “What bust?”he looks down at the taser “Oh fuck.” “At Avi’s.” “It was nothing man, we showed up at Avi’s to buy, fuckin’ cops showed up, we ran. That’s it.”  “It’s the truth he’s not lying.” you groaned out  “Oh yeah, that’s right, right and you too got away.” “Yeah that’s right.” “Right.” the man walks in front of him “But he didn’t.” “Right?” “He didn’t get away. And yet, somehow… twenty-four hours later, he’s out. Free as bird. How?” “What you think we lyin’ to you?” “He didn’t snitch man.” and Lee yells “Hey kiss my ass I ain’t talk to no motherfuckin’ police.” “All right check with the courts, you don’t belive me just check with the courts man. He charge with felony evading, man and I bailed him out and he didn’t snitch he’s got a lawyer. A court date, it’s all legit.” the man nods his head and taps the taser on his shoulder “I’ll check, we’ll see okay?” as the man pass and and Lee he kicks his feet out to try to trip him, the man moves his feet out of the way “Best to back the fuck up with that shit.” the man steps closer to him “Oh, I would love it if you do that one more time, do it.” and points the taser in his face “You are the stupidest person I’ve ever met.”  and then the man leaves and lockes the tall gate

It feels like it’s been hours the man comes back “Your right, Leon Simmions was arrested for evading and resisting, Out on bail.” “We already told you that, dumbass. Now let us the fuck go.” your shoulder were aching to the point you were couldn’t even feel them anymore the man leaves to go grab something “Where the fuck is he going? Hey just be cool, man just relax man, we gonna get out this shit. ” the man comes back with putting a clip in a gun and walks towards Frankie “Hey! Hey, what are you doin’, what are you doin’ man?” “We’re not fucking lying.”you look at the man  “You said we were telling the fucking truth!” Lee craning his neck to look at him “Yeah, no, I believe that you’re telling the truth. That’ll help me sleep… but now you three have seen my face.” “I-I can’t see you fuckin’ face.. Huh we still don’t know who you are. Won’t tell a soul about this shit.” “Come on, you have to think I’m pretty stupid to believe that, wouldn’t you?” Frankie takes a breath and begins to smile “Okayy…. I’ve got a ton of fucking cash huh, I’ve got a lot of money I could offer you-”the man shakes his head “That’s not worth it to me.” “Then what is?” “See if you knew the answer to that question, you might be of some use to me. But seeing as how you’re not even smart enough to figure out who I am, I’m afraid there is no benefit to me letting you live .” the man is pointing the gun at him “Do you work for Avi?”the man shakes his head in a  “No.” “Man, if you don’t work for Avi then why the fuck do you care if we snitched?” “Hey man, fuck it Franklin. Piece of shit going to put us down like dogs, fuck him.” “Shut the fuck up Leon!” you both say “You’re trying to stay alive, that’s not the way.” the man cocks the gun back and puts the gun under Lee’s chin and grabbing his hair “Fuck you fuck you fuck you.” “Come on, Franklin. Think about it. I’m gonna shoot him.” you try to move your arms but it was no use “Gonna put a bullet in his brain. Who am I, Franklin? Who am I!” you see a light bulb go off in his head “You’re the connect!” The man lets go of Lee and stands up walks over to Frankie and gives him a smile “You’re the plug. The guy we was looking for.” the man pulls out photo of Rob sitting in his car “You trying to cut Avi out?” “Avi’s a crazy person, and he upped the prices. It’s stupid to want to pay less and deal with somebody sane?” “No Franklin, It’s stupid to trust a stoner kid to get it done.” Lee turns to say “Whitey got a point.” “Shut up, man. Look, you’ve lost a buyer and I’m out of my supply. Why don’t we help each other out.” the plug laughs at Frankie “Come on you were selling dimebags on the street corner six months ago. You’re gonna take Avi’s place?” Frankie not breaking his concentration “I’d like to try. How much you sellin’ to Avi?” the plug stands up “A lot more you can than you can move, kid.” “At the right prices, I could move six a week, easy.” the plug shakes his head “Eh, six won’t even make a dent.” Frankie thinks “Ten, then.” you lift your head to look at him “ten a week. Hmm that will help you out?” Frankie looks at you quickly “How are you going to move ten keys in a week.” He looks at the gun “Put that away… and iI’ll tell you.” the plug turns “Convince me and I’ll put it away.” 

“And once we figured out how to rock it up and sell it for cheap, we were sellin’ more and more. We got dealers spreading out all over my neighborhood, we expanding every week.” he talks to the plug “ “What do you do with your cash?” “Storing it for now. I’ve been growing a business.” “Security?” he nods  “We got plenty.”  “Fuck is this? A job interview? You got a supply, we want to buy. What more is there.” You roll your eyes “He’s just being careful. Wants to know if we foreal. Which we are.” “What’s the high like? This rock?” “Short and intense then you need more right away.” “You speaking from experience?” “Nah man I don’t deal with none of that shit.” “You’ll never turn me down, now excuses, no bullshit. I show up with ten keys every week. Do you understand?” “Yes.” “And you see what happens to people who fuck with me?’ “Hey we good? Because I’ve got to use the fucking  bathroom or I’m piss my pants.” The plug pulls out a switchblade  and cuts Lee loose. Once he got out of the bathroom he lets you and Frankie loose, your shoulders finally relax and you slowly got up the plug hands you black bag “Put that on, I trust you three understand why this place needs to be kept secret.” he squats down to grab something and said “What’s your name?” ”Richard Nixon. No I’m kidding it’s Reed Thompson.” he stands up “Reed Thompson and how do I get in contact with you,  Reed Thompson.” he stuffs something in his pocket and walks towards you and pulls you to follow him “You don’t. I contact you.” as Reed walked out and you all followed him “Well that don’t won’t work for me.” Reed puffs out some air “I’m sorry?” and put his arms out and keep walking “We talkin’ a lot of money and product, man you know everything about me, I don’t know shit about you.” As you kept walking through the underground facility with pipes everywhere “Yeah, that’s because you don’t need to know anything about me except that I can supply you.” to seeing a tall and long hallway it was dimly light with tall windows at the top of the ceiling. “Where’d you get your product?” Reed raises his eyebrows “Why?...So you can cut me out now?”  “Come on, man. Put yourself in my shoes, you get T-boned, electrified, thrown in the shithole, gun in your face and now what?” he walks right next to Reed and looks back at you and back at Reed “You’re supposed to go along with some crazy-ass deal? How am I supposed to trust you?” “trust is overrated.” “Not to me.” Frankie side-eyeing Reed “Are you always going to be this big pain in my ass?” you nodded your head “Yeah, he is.” “Look, you can’t afford to walk away from this deal, you don't have any leverage.” Reed stops in front of a door  “Right, but I will if I have to.” Reed smiles at him his thick mustache resting on his thin lips “Help me sleep at night, Reed Thompson.” “Put your hoods on.” he tells all of you to do Lee puts it on first then you and Frankie, looking through a black bag and you can’t see shit. Hearing a car opening and having him push you in and closing it.

 It’s been twelve hours since anybody has seen any of you and everybody was trippin’, Rob was all calling every south central hospital and emergency room and Jerome was loading up his pistol gettin’ ready for war, Kev and his little cousin Delory comes in with his friend Victor saying “There’s the mexican lady that wants to know how to make a whole sale with Franklin, her name is Lucia Villanueva she’s from Pico-Union.”Jerome perk up and wanted to know why was they selling to the mexicans, Jerome puts his foot down with them “You know what tell all you fuckin’ corner boys to stop selling in Pico-Union!” and grabs Delory by the shoulder to push him out and screamed “Fuck you lookin’ at fat boy.” at Victor, Jerome checks Kev to get the boys out of Pico-union eventually Lee was drop off to go back to Jerome’s house and tell everybody the news, everybody was in a frenzy when they saw him, asking him if he was okay and if he was hurt, he tells them “I just need to take a shower and change my clothes.” Kev touches Lee's shoulder “Where the hell you been at him? You smell like piss, aye Jerome we need towels or something.” Louie is anxious waiting for you and Frankie to show up, she turns to Rob “Franklin and Lexi, need to walk through this door right fuckin’ now.” 

Pulling into a airport that was reserved for private planes, Reed parks and steps out of the car, Frankie is seating in the front seat and you are in the back seeing a jet  parked in an aviation lot walking closer and seeing somebody working on the plane “Hey Matt. I want you to meet one of our new customers.” a another white man steps of the plane and cracks a beer open takes a swig of it and  walking in the lot and get closer to the jet “This is Franklin and Alexia, Franklin and Alexia this is Matt he’s my pilot.” Matt walks to him and shakes hands with him “Nice to meet you both.” you get closer to Matt and shake his hand as well “Same here.” you nod in agreement “You wanted to know we bring it in.” Reed staying back “This your own plane? How far does it fly?” Frankie looks inside of it seeing all of the controls and buttons  and back at them “Well, with the weight stripped out, and the auxiliary fuel tanks and about twenty-two thousand nautical miles…give or take? Far enough.” you turned to Matt “How y’all two know each other?” then looking at Reed “Uh, we met at this bar of this little cafe up near the Agua Dulce Airport. You’ve ever been up there? Antelope Valley?” he starts walking closer to all of you “Have any of you ever been up in one of these small planes?” “Nah man, we never ever been on a plane.” Matt puts hands out “Hold on for a second! Y’all have not experienced the greatest thrill a man or woman can have besides, obviously, banging a regional cocktail waitress, well shit’s about to change.” Matt takes off his sunglasses to look at him and you, Matt walks away to grab his jacket and his beer.

You sat in the back of the jet behind Matt with Frankie sitting in the front seat, Matt gets in and takes a another swig of his beer “You always drink when you fly?”he looks at  Matt close on his side of the plane “Always.” “How’s this thing stay in the air?” you heart was beating a little too fast for you, taking deep breaths to slow down your heat rate “Uhhh ...luck? mostly?” you turn to see headsets for the plane, you put them over your ears and squishing down on your afro “It’s actually physics.” Matt puts on the headphones and so does Frankie “Ever crashed?” “Oh yeah, all the time.” Matt smiles sarcastically “He’s kidding.”Reed talks over the radio “Listen kid, relax nobody does anything better than I fly.”Matt cuts on the jet and starts driving it runway, he slowly picks up speed and once he got to a certain speed the jet started to lift “Hold on boys and girl and here we go.” Once Matt got in the air a voice was coming through the headphones “Tower to forty-one Foxtrot, radar contact. Fly heading two three zero. Climb and maintain two thousand.” Matt talks over the radio “forty-one Foxtrot to tower, heading two three zero climbing and maintaining two thousand feet, thank you tower. Forty-one AMF out.” Frankie turns back to Reed “Aye-. who he talkin’ to?”he looks back to Reed “Hawthorne Tower, but we get far enough out, and we check in with someone else.” looking through the glass and down at the ocean, seeing it at this height the waves went so far “Yup, you are never alone when you’re up here Franklin.Don’t ever say this country doesn’t have it’s moments” Matt says in the radio, you see him leaning over the glass to see more of the ocean, a little smile going across his lips “So are they tracking us the whole time?” looking over to Reed “Yup….but there are ways around it if need be.” Reed looks back at you “Yeah, going low is the mainway.” Matt forwards the steering wheel down and drops the plane down and heart falls straight down to your ass, you clench your fingers to a handlebar squeezing it so tight that they almost turn a different color, you couldn’t help yourself but to laugh in this moment “Please don’t do that again. What the fuck man?” He says in a shaky laugh “So after you pick up the product, how you bring it back to the country?” Frankie looking back at Reed “Hey Franklin, ask me one more question?” Reed pulls the headphones back off of Frankie head “I’m going to throw you out of this fucking plane!” Frankie belts a hearty laugh “I could do this all day.” Matt taps on Frankie’s leg “Go ahead and take a yoke.” Matt lifts his hands up “Nahhh.” Frankie shakes his head “Yeah man grab that fucker right now.” he lifts his hands closer to the steering wheel “Not that!” Matt screams over the radio he jumps back “I’m just kidding, grab that, grab that. Come on and fly this plane pilot.” Frankie turns to look back at you and gives you a small smile and turned back to the front and grabs the wheel “All right, all right I got it.” he steadies the plane, your heart swells in tenfolds the smile that Frankie had was easerable from your memory “We got a pilot here boys!” Matt takes a swig of his beer “Yeah, running South Central baby!” Frankie yells “Stop yelling, stop yelling I got you over the headset.” Reed says through the headset and they both yell to having your ears pop “Oh man I can’t  believe this shit, I’m flying this motherfucka! You see me Lexi? You see me Reed?” He flies  over the ocean looking at the beautiful skies and clouds, thinking one day you would be in the front seat of your very own plane with him.

“Here’s good man.” He tells Reed to park around the corner of Jerome’s house “You don’t want me to drop you off at the house?” Reed trying to crack a joke “Nah man it’s fine.” “So, a couple of days, you’ll be ready?” Reed turns to look at him “Mm-hmmm, ten keys. Ten grand a key.” He looks at Reed “And, I’ll uh I’ll pay to fix the car up.” “No, I don’t need it. Just need your product.” he steps out of the car and grabs your door to let you out and closes your and his door then dips down his head to look at Reed with the both of you looking at him “Hey man, I understand why you did what you did today I do. From here on out, no games, no tricks, no bullshit you be straight up with me, And I’ll be straight up with you. But if you ever fuck with me…or anybody that I care about, then it won’t be good for you. You understand that?” Reed nods his head “Yeah I do Franklin.” He smiles at Reed and taps on the car then digs in his back pocket to pull out a screwdriver and throws it on the seat “Reed Thompson.” He grabs your hand to walk to Jerome’s house.

He walked through the backdoor first and you close the door following him to the front porch with him walking in first then everybody stood up Louie jump on Frankie and gave you a hug too “God damn y’all where the hell y’all been at?” you gave Jerome a hug as well “We got a story for y’all.” Louie backed up “Yeah Leon told us.” He pats on Jerome’s shoulder  “Yeah that’s just the half of it we about to move into the big leagues.” Kev flicks his cigarette into the bushes “By trusting that white guy that kidnapped y’all ass, huh?” you both take a seat on porch rail “Yeah, something like that.” He groans as he lowers himself on it “Guess that mean I’m going to be cooking a lot more, huh?” Frankie lets out a soft “Mm….It means we all gotta step up.” he looks at everybody and then lastly at you he leans forward to grab your hand “Me and Lexi flew on  a plane together today.” everybody was asking questions from left to right “What was it like?” “Where did you go?” “What did it look like?” “Who flew the plane?” You both answer all of the questions and once everybody was satisfied they all relax in their chairs you squeeze his hand “I should go home.” He nods his head “I’ll walk with you but let me change first.” you whisper “I wanna take a shower with you Frankie but no funny business huh?” he cracks a smile “All right Lexiboo I promise.” sticking out his long and slender pinky to intertwine with your smaller one “Okay let’s go.” you both swiftly pass everyone to go into the guest bedroom and grab a extra towel for the both of you and Frankie kept his promise on the funny business then you both step out of the shower and Frankie opens the medicine cabinet to find your and his tooth brushes you both silently brush your teeth and walk into the guest room used the lotion all over your body still keeping his promise and put lotion all over his body and once you both got changing into a dark jeans and lilac sweater and white forces to keep you warm from the cold breeze of South Central, he changes into a knitted sweater that was a dark blue on top and darker green on the lower half then a red stripe going in the middle and to tie it all together with khakis and white sambas. You grab your backpack to stuff your old clothes in there zipping it up and putting your arms through them “I’m gonna talk to my moms once I walk you home, tell her about meetin’ Reed.” your eyes shift “I still haven’t told my momma about us Frankie, she thinks me and Shon-Shon are besties I know I’m gonna have too.” he steps closer to you and slowly grabs your face with two hands “I don’t think I ever told you how much I appreciate you being in this with me and I know I was very apprehensive about you being in this shit with me at first, but right now I wanna make you officially as my partner like if something goes down with me and I want you to run it for me and carry on my legacy.” you nod your head and kiss him on the lips..

Walking down the street to see your house light were off ‘Thank you Jesus’ silently going off in your head and continue to walk to your house stopping right before it “I’ll see you later baby.” you groan while putting your arms around his shoulders pulling him in a soft hug, his strong arms around you pulling you in closer you give in for a lazy kiss slumping his firm hold kissing his full lips “I lo-ve you-u bab-by-.” he pulls back to smile at you “I love you too partner, I’ll see you later maybe I can come cuddle with you.” you lean in “I’ll leave my window crack for you.” giving him a final kiss to walk up the steps and grabbing your keys to unlock the door, you wave to Frankie and waves back then puts his keys back in his pocket to ring the doorbell. Going inside the house completely dark just hearing your momma tv going off in her room, you swiftly go into your room and setting down her bag, then taking off your pants grabbing your bonnet securing it on your head slowly closing your eyes to dreamland, you had your window crack for Frankie to come and which he did, just leaving him in a boxers and white muscle-shirt  to cuddle you in a deeper sleep, not knowing that a war was about to happen because of Delory and Victor going back to sell in Pico-Union.

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I feel like I just ran a marathon by finishing this chapter and I feel like I just couldn’t stop cliffhanging when Frankie and Lexia got in that accident with Reed anyways we finally get to meet Reed, y’all that whole integration took me out I was trying to incorporate Lexi-boo in this chapter like her arguing with the Saint family after Biscuit and Jamal broken in and her tripping Reed and then calling him a bitch but in the next chapter is a very iconic scene in the snowfall community 👀👀👀👀and Frankie made Lexi as a partner which was obviously going to happen in this fanfic but one thing I need to talk about is Lexi’s momma THIS BITCH HASN’T BEEN HOME IN WEEKS I feel like something is  brewing at the Johnson’s residence and shit’s about to get angsty but anywhore adding the little smut from the show bitch when I watch that seen for the first time seeing his chocolate skin I was like this nigga is soo fuckin and the peekaboo bootycheek I was gripping my sheets okay one last thing Frankie’s birthday of course Lexi had to be there like duh and not this bitch wearing a backless dress in the winter time and Lexi is the type of girl to wear waistbeads and the sambas you know Lexi had to get him some and finally the necklace I was actually debating on what the necklace should of been but I’ve decided that is Saint I just love the last name I couldn’t help it but thank you sososo much for reading it was definitely a rollercoaster for me to write this but I’m glad to knock down a another stone I love y’all so much 💞💞💞💞💞

Love Nazzy 😻 😻 😻 ps. I just bought a brand new laptop and I’m so excited to work this baby and of course it’s pink.

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New Damson Idris content💕💕💕💕 this is the worldest finest man on earth I drop my phone a couple of times going through these pictures especially on 2, 5 and 6 💦💦🫣 I’m talkin’ fine nigga alert I repeat FIOONE NIGGA ALERT🥵🗣️💢⭕️💢⭕️💢 he’s like 90’s type of fine like bitch I fight for dick, words can not describe how it hurts me to the core that I can’t be with this man 🧎🏿‍♀️🧎🏿‍♀️🧎🏿‍♀️and if this nigga wasn’t an actor he definitely can be a male model

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Chapter 7

Summary:Making it back to L.A. to start cutting and bagging the crack, when Lee and Kev go to projects to give it away,and while you and Frankie have a moment to get together, when Jerome agrees to give out to the people in the neighborhood, you both walk back to the projects to if business is booming to find out Lee got his shoes blood, Frankie not seeing eye to eye and getting into to a fight with each other, giving Frankie the silent treatment, the next day you hear gunshots coming from the outside.

Warnings:afab-reader, n-word usage, cursing, descriptions of drugs (heavily), descriptions of blood(2 scenes), smut, unprotected p-in-v, creampie, ass eating, spanking, kissing, squirting, oral (fem rec.), fighting

Word count: 3.5k mdni!(18+) Happy reading!

This takes place in episode 8

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Same Morning

Hands slightly shaking you to wake up “Baby we made it back, come on wake up.” you look around to be parked out in front of Frankie house, you groan “What time is it?” Kev turns around to look at you “It’s one-thirty.” Frankie nudges you “Come on let’s go inside, my moms is at work right now.” you all get out the car to walk inside, you also see your momma’s car is gone as well ‘I wonder what she’s doing right now’ to walk on the steps to have Frankie opening the door with his keys and opening for you three and closing it, you all walked to frankie’s room, he close his door and walks to grab his mirror on the wall and sets it on his made up bed and opening his backpack and sets the crack on the bed “Alright, Kev, Lee, and Lexi y’all are gonna cut it, I’m gonna bag it.” Lee opens the bag, takes a rock on the mirror, Frankie grabs two razor blades to give the boys to cut it.

It's been a hour since y’all been doing this and your fingers hurt, you kept cracking your knuckles, cutting the rock into smaller rocks and putting in a dime-bags, Frankie is sitting on chair next to his desk putting the small rocks in a large ziplock bag, Lee looking tired “Aye man can’t we get some bitches to do this.” Lee pointing at the crack, Frankie looks at Lee, smilinging “Already did.” you and Kev flips off at Frankie and Lee sucks in his teeth and continues to cut the crack, you turn to Frankie “So how much are we gonna sell these for?” Looking at the small rocks and putting them in a large zip lock bag “ Well we're not gonna sell it, we’re gonna give it away actually.” Frankie stops to look at you, Lee stands up “What? What do you mean we’re not gonna sell for how much crack we have.” Frankie stood up as well. “No one in L.A. knows what this is and we need to make a market for it, and when they do come back we’ll tell them to bring ten for the next day.” Kev looks at the rock “So what’s up you gonna let us try the sample this time?” He groans “Just tell them that is good Kev?” Kev looks back at the rock “Yeah I wanna know how good?” He rolls his and walks to the window and opens it all the way “Aight go ahead on you, but only for you don’t get an addiction to that shit man.” Kev looks for a pipe and holds it up “What do you think, this will work?” You stand up to look at Kev with him putting the rock in the pipe and cracks the lighter.

The three of you are standing in front of him, looking closely as he inhales the smoke, like in slow motion, he blows the smoke out in y’all faces, he falls back with his white bucket hat almost falling off, Lee grabs the pipe and lighter out of his hand, Kev slowly sits on the bed with stumbling back as well, he looks spaced out and starts giggling at the ceiling, Lee shakes his head “I’m good with that.” not wanting to try the product and Lee puts the pipe and lighter down “We gon make bank.” Kev is still dazed out, you walk to him and gently tap him on his face, slowly coming back to earth “Kev you there? Kev.” Once he was back to earth, you walk out the room to the kitchen to grab a glass of water for him, running the faucet and stop it and walking back to the room and closing the door and handing the cup to Kev and he drinks all of it “Aight we gonna finish the batch and once we’re done y’all are gonna go to the projects and give it away.” And it took a few more hours to finish the batch. Once the boys left it was just you and Frankie just sitting on the bed, he stands up to put the rest of the crack under his bed and sitting on the bed with you he rubs your knee, slowly “So what did you want to do now?” his hand reaches up closer to your thigh “I got somethin’ on my mind that I wanna do?”

You lay back on his bed “O my god Frankie you are a fein.” laughing as you say it “How can I not be baby with you lookin’ so good touchin’ your supple thighs and this fat pussy.” He pinches your ass “Ouch that hurt me, I think you have to kiss it now to make it feel better.” he smiles “Oh I can make it feel better, I’ll make you feel better all over, especially right here.” his fingers touching over you jean covered pussy, putting his hand against you, rubbing his fingers slowly, you spread your legs wide, he takes his hand away to start to button your jeans, taking your panties off as well, you sit up to take off your long sleeve off and Frankie takes off his clothes and climbs on top of you, scooting back to his headboard, he stops right in front of you, looking at you “Does that ass still hurt?” you smile “I still think so baby, I need to kiss it.” he grabs your hips to flip you over on your stomach and pull you up with your ass up “Mhmm baby you have such a beautiful ass.” he starts kissing on your ass, working up to your mark, he pecks all over it, he wraps his arms around your legs, you moan “I need you inside of me baby.” he pulls away “Patience baby, I’m a give it to you.” he inches closer to your pussy, feeling his breath on you, his lips touching your pussy, his tongue grazing over your clit “Fuck yeah baby.” he starts moaning into your pussy, feeling the vibration on your clit, wanting more, you push back against his face, he takes his hand to spread your cheeks apart “If you want that ass to feel better, let me eat it.” looking at your forbidden knot “Yes baby, please eat it.” he flattens his tongue up to your ass, he slides his tongue around your knot “Ughh Frankie fuck.” trying to put your hand on head, you keep moaning, he’s eating you from the back, having this new sensation feeling, his lips kissing right on your hole “Fuck baby even this ass taste good.” he keeps eating you, he slides his tongue down to collect the cum that was coming out of you, still working you out, eating you like you were his last meal “Baby I can’t take this shit no more I need you to fuck me.” pleading to him “Nut on my face and then I’ll fuck you baby.” The heat in your stomach, like a stretched out rubber band, pulling on each side and then it snaps, you cum all over his face “ugh-h fuckkk oh shit.” he sucking on your soul “That’s it baby, keep nuttin’ on my face.” and you did, releasing your enesence on his lips, eyes in the back of your head, shaking all over, your legs feel like jello he comes up and kiss your back up to your shoulder, you see his handsome ass all wet of your essence on his face kissing your lips “Fuck baby, you got me so hard right now.” slipping his tongue in yours, tasting yourself while you kiss him.

He slips in without hesitation stroking inside of your walls just hitting your spot over and over and over, he grabs your arms to put them behind your back, leaving you helpless and just taking it. “You are so tight baby…. baby you better take this fuckin’ dick, yeah you like this shit huh? yeah fuck back at me fuck.” moving your hips back to the force that he is giving you, he takes one of hand off of you, he rubs his hand on your cheek and slapping it hard, you scream and he smacks you again and again and moves down to pussy starting to rub your clit “Nut on my fuckin’ dick come on baby, you can do it. Do it for me, I’m right here.” you couldn’t stop moaning, even if you wanted to you couldn’t “Fuckk-k Fra-ankie I th-ink i’m gonna cummm-mm ughh-hh.” a wet splash was coming out of you, making Frankie strokes wetter and hotter “Ooohh shhhi-tt baby, yeah get this….fuckin’ dick…wet….” It’s becoming too much for you, how Frankie is fucking you and rubbing you, you try to jolt away from him “Were you think you goin’? stop runnin’ run me.” he pumps a few more times and releases his cum inside of you, forcing his hips deep inside so nothing would come out, he releases your arms and rolls over on his bed “Does your ass feel better now?” giggling at his joke, sitting up to look at him “Yes it does thank you for making it feel better.”

Same Night

While Kev and Lee are at the projects giving away the crack, you and Frankie change into some fresh clothes Frankie was wearing a red striped multi colored shirt with yellow and brown going across his chest, he grabs his backpack and straps it on and you changed in a light blue crop top and some jean shorts, you both walk to out of his house to walk to his unc’s house to show him a new drug he found, your hands are interlocked, Frankie walks into the house first then you “Wassup nephew, Sup Lexi.” Jerome sees you both coming in and Louie stands up to give you a hug and frankie as well “Aye I wanna show y’all somethin’.” Frankie takes off his backpack and opens the zipper and pours out small rocks of crack on their coffee table “Price point is right. We don’t have to sell it to the white folks or mexicans, off a single key the way we cut it we make fifty-selling nickels. But if it catches on and we set the market, we sell dimes.” Louie looks at Jerome “100,000 off of a single key?” you both nod your head “Uhh-huh. And people will come back, try it if you want to.” Frankie tells Louie “Oh, fuck that, nah I’ve been with fools into freebase that shit is nasty.” Frankie chuckles “All I know is, this will catch on and we could be makin’ seven figures a month.” pointing at the crack. “Allright. We’ll give away your little shit for right now and see how this goes.” Frankie claps his hands, you smile Frankie daps up Jerome and you give him a hug and louie of course and before y’all left Jerome wants to know what Frankie is gonna do when this shit starts poppin’ off, he tells him that he’s thinkin’ on it and Jerome wants he to keep thinkin’ on it and say your goodbyes and walk towards the projects.

“It’s great that your unc said yes, this will help us in the long run.” Frankie grabs your hand to kiss it “Yes it is baby.” you walked on the court to see Kev and Lee still there and waiting for the both of you “Sup man how’s it goin’.” Lee sitting on a table and Kev kicking the basketball with his feet “Told you nigga, some fat-ass hobo pulled a knife on me.” your eyes widened seeing Lee’s chucks had blood all of them “You okay though?” you asked Lee “Yeah goot his blood all over my fucking kicks man.” “Yeah but you good though?” Frankie asked him “Yeah. he ain’t stick me, but you gonna reimburse me for these shoes though.” Frankie lets go over your hand and walks away with a chuckle “Yeah man sure.” Frankie sounded sarcastic “I’ll give you fifty cents, you can walk your ass down to Goodwill.” Furring your brows together not liking how Frankie is talking to Lee and he stands up and walks towards Frankie “Man fuck you.” Frankie turns around “Wait you forreal right now?” Even Though Lee is shorter than Frankie he’s still standing ten toes down “Real as death nigga, and I want a little extra to pay my frayed nerves. Hazard pay.” Kev agrees with Lee “It’s fair Saint I mean we are putting our lives on the line for this thing man.” Frankie is not happy “You wanna talk about lives on the line? I almost died twice since I’ve started this shit.” Lee being fed up “Man, this is nigga full of excuse, but you ain’t but a cheap ass motherfucka.” Frankie laughs “You get poked one time by some junkie ass blade what about me? I’ve been robbed, beat, shot at. You wanna talk about hazard pay, where's my hazard pay, motherfucka.” Looking around you see a crowd forming in, everyone looking at y'all “You know what? Fine, you want some money? Here take some money.” Frankie takes out a band of money and takes some out to throw it Lee’s face. He steps up to Frankie and points his finger in Frankie’s face “Man who do all the fuckin’ killing for you, man?” You and Kev pick up the money on the floor so no one could get it, Frankie not breaking eye contact “Step the fuck back.” Lee keep pushing the issue “But now, you’re some king or some shit. You gonna tell me how to wipe my fuckin’ ass?” Frankie pushes Lee a few steps back “I said step the fuck back!” people groaning at the scene “Frankie stop it.” You tell him and Lee picks up a basketball throws at Frankie and hitting him in the face “Fuck” he yells and Lee picks up Frankie and tackles him, Frankie is hitting Lee on his back and Lee slams him on the ground there are wrestling eachother for the upper hand and just before shit gets out of hand you and Kev break up the fight.

Pulling Frankie off of Lee and pushing him away “You need to calm the fuck down now.” Kev coming into the middle to separate them apart “Hey, back- hey back up man! Cool out man y’all actin’ like some bitches! Fuck.” Frankie not done “We’re sitting on top of a fuckin’ goldmine and if you don’t fuck it up!.” Lee walks away “Man fuck you! and fuck all this shit man!.” and Frankie is still going “Leon Simmons is the man with the fucking plans, huh?” Lee walks away to grab his stereo and leave. You and Kev kept calling Lee to come back and he’s not listening. Now you’re piss at Frankie, not seeing where Lee is coming from and pay him some respect, You turn to Frankie “What the fuck was that shit.” he sighs “Baby, Lee is acting like a bitch right now.” You roll your eyes and put your hand in front of his face “No Franklin the only person that is a bitch right now is you.” and with that you walked back to your house without saying goodbye to them.

Next Morning

You heard your momma walk into your room dress up in her work outfit “Hey sweetie, your awake.” You didn’t get any sleep last night, reliving the fight between Frankie and Lee and Frankie even tried to see you up last night by tapping your window, and you gave him the silent treatment and eventually he left. “Yeah momma, after sleeping over at shon-shon’s I’m glad to be back in my own bed.” you smile at her “Well I’m off to work and I made some dinner last night I made fried chicken and mashed potatoes, it’s in the fridge.” nodding your head “Okay thank you momma, love you” “Love you too sweetie.” and with that your momma left to go to work.

You’ve been relaxing since this morning, not really doing anything and you open all of your windows to have the fresh air going in your room, your pink curtains are blowing in the wind and then you were wearing you pj’s and robe on top you hear Lee banging on the door of the Saint residence “Aye Saint, you home. Man come on, my bad about yesterday all right, open up if you in there let’s squash this shit man. Saint.” Tired of hearing the banging, you get up to your front door to tell Lee that he’s not there, and once you open the door you see Lenny shooting Lee twice, one in the leg and one in the stomach, Lee runs to the back yard to hide out. Lenny runs back to his car to drive off, immediately you close the door to grab a towel from your closet and running out the front door to Frankie’s house and going through the fence to see Lee bleeding out through his tan two-piece, putting the towel on stomach “Leon, your gonna be okay, okay keep your eyes open for me.” Putting pressure on the wound and the blood on your hands and you take off your robe to wrap it around Lee's leg to stop the bleeding, his eyes closing in with heavy breathing and Frankie comes running outside to see both of you bloody as shit “Motherfucka caught me slippin’ man.” Frankie takes off his light blue button up shirt to put it over your towel, with Frankie fast thinking he runs inside to call an ambulance and they need to hurry up “I don’t wanna die lexi, I don’t wanna die.” with tears coming out of his eyes “You’re not gonna die, I’m not gonna let that happen. just keep your eyes open for me.” Frankie says that they're on their way and with just a whisper Lee says “The crack, the crack, hide the crack.” You both look at each other “Fuck!” and Frankie runs back inside of the house to grab all the drugs in his room and stuffing it in his backpack and he runs back outside, looking for somewhere to stash it “Put it in my room Frankie hide it in my closet.” Frankie hops over the fence and jumps through your window, putting his bag away in your closet and putting clothes on top it and coming back. You both are putting pressure on his wounds “They’re on their way Lee.” Hearing the sirens coming closer to the house “I don’t wanna die.” you both say “You’re not gonna die.”

The ambulance stopping in front of the house and the paramedics coming with a gurney, they put Lee on it and run back to the ambulance and drive to the hospital. Two cops pull up to the house for questions, “So what happened?” one of the cops asked, ready to write everything down you looked dazed with Lee’s blood all over you, Frankie speaks for the both of you “We were just chillin at my girls house and then we heard gunshots. so I walked outside to see and then Lexi look at her window and we saw Lee layin’ on the ground and that’s when we came.” “And ma’am, what did you see?” the other cop asked, you look up at him “Yeah we were just relaxin’ in my room, and then we heard gunshots, it scared the shit of us, and looked out my window to see Lee on the ground.” “And did you get a look on the shooter, maybe see who it was?” you both said no.

Even though you both know who it was. “Alright let’s go to the station so this can be reported, you guys can change before we leave.” Frankie walks back inside to put on his red stripe shirt back on, he comes back to see your still standing there, he puts a hand on your lower back “Come on baby let’s get you change.” you silently nod your head and start walking to your house. Walking through the front door and leaving it open for him, he closes it, still walking to your room and sitting on the bed, Frankie comes in to your room and a fresh shirt and shorts for to change, he grabs your shirt to lift it up and over your head and puts the clean one on, still daze on what happen with Lee praying that he is still alive, he takes off your shorts and outs the clean one on “Okay baby we need to get our story straight before we go there baby?” you look at him, tears swelling up in your eyes and coming down on your face, he wraps his arms around you pulling you in almost like you couldn’t breathe “Let’s just say we’re in your room, just chillin’ and that’s when we heard the gunshots coming from my house.” you nod your head “Okay baby let’s go.” he pulls away and smiles at you, grabbing your hand to walk back to the cops.

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And that’s a wrap everyone thank you to everyone who have been liking my story it means alot to me and I can’t help to add a little smut I believe that Frankie needs to get it in every night with Lexi(😏), I still have not came up with a title yet but I’m still thinking (irl: my life has been pretty hectic) And what is the tea? The boys are fighting?, I’m trying to put more dialogue with lexi, instead of trying to write what they only saying in the show, but thank thank you again for reading and now on to Chapter 8

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Chapter 6

Summary:Lexi goes to Oakland to do a deal with Kev’s cousin with her homies and making it as a road trip, you all make a pitstop to have some fun at the beach and finally getting to the party then having it be too much you and Frankie, and you both decide to leave,to see a old Black pantner Office and seeing a white girl in there and meeting the man who created crack-rock.

Warnings:afab-reader, n-usage, cursing, description of drugs(heavily), making crack, kissing, lying-lexi

Wordcount: 4.4k MDNI! (18+) happy reading

This takes place in episode 7

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The party is winding down with everyone leaving, you turn to him “Hey I’m thinking about leaving.” “Okay baby I’ll walk you home, aye Lexi is leaving.” Kev and Lee nod their head “Aight Lexi you have a good night.” Coming from Lee “Bye Lexi I’ll see you later.” You slowly crawl back into the attic and walking down the stairs with Frankie following you, you past everyone with saying goodnight to Louie and Jerome, he takes your hand and starts walking back to your house “Kev is gonna let me know when we should leave to Oakland, we’re probably gonna leave in a couple days.” “Okay Frankie, maybe I could tell my momma that I wanna sleepover at Shon-shon’s house for the weekend.” “You know you’re gonna have to tell your momma sooner than later about what’s going on about us.” “I know Frankie I just don’t wanna tell her just yet I want to have a back-up plan when I do.” he grips your hand “Well when you do, you know you’ll always have a place at mine.” rolling your eyes “Yeah right nigga, what about Cissy huh you think she’ll be okay with me in your bed.” “Yeah I’ll talk to her, you know how understanding she is.” you walk to the corner of your street, still see your lights turned off around the house, you both get closer to your house, seeing your front window slightly open, Frankie opens the window for you to climb in. You put your leg through the window and almost stumble in, he grabs your hips, steading you to get in your room. He bends down to look at you “I’ll see you later baby, I’ll call you when we leave.” you squat down to his level to look at him, seeing his beautiful chocolate skin, he looks soo damn fine in this moonlight, you lean in to kiss him, slipping your tongue in his mouth, he groans “Okay you need to go to bed baby. I’ll see you later baby.” “Okay baby, I’m excited to go to Oakland I’ve never been.” he smirks at you “Yeah me too baby, aight goodnight.” he gives you one more kiss “Good night baby.” Frankie walks away back to his place with a pip in his step. You changed your clothes into your pjs, slowly getting your muscles relaxed on your comforter going to your dreamland which always has Frankie in it.

A few days later

You hear the light right rain hitting your window, sounding like little taps on your house, painting your hands with a white nail polish, liking the contrasting color with your dark skin, look at your toes and see they dried on as well, you blow on your hands to dry them quickly, your phone rings, shaking your room, getting up from your bed to answer the phone “Hello.” “Aye it’s Frankie.” you smile through the phone “Hey Frankie, what’s up.” “So we were about to leave, come meet us at Cho’s, and Kev and Lee want to get some snacks before we leave though.” “Okay I’ll be there, and tell them niggas to don’t forget my snacks too.” you hear him smiling through the phone too “Aight I’ll tell’em. I love you.” “I love you too baby.” you make a kissy noise through the phone, hearing Frankie’s laugh on the phone, making you smile you hang up the phone.

You walk out to see your momma watching Good times again, ‘Doesn’t she watch anything else?’ “Hey momma, Shon-Shon just called me and she wants to go out tonight, it’s some party that one of her friends is throwing.” “Mhmm maybe, did you clean your room?” “I could clean it, and she wants to have a sleepover again, which will be fun too.” “Okay you can go, and only if you clean your room.” “Thank you momma, and you think I could borrow your umbrella too, I don’t wanna get my hair wet.” “Of course, sweetie it’s in my closet.” you give you momma a hug and walked to your room, looks like some clothes on the floor, stuffing them in your drawers and making your bed, you changed into a black long sleeve and black pants and putting on your shoes, you just pack light stuff like a change of clothes and some underwear, you walk out to your momma’s room to walk grab her yellow umbrella, walking to the living room to give her another hug and a kiss on her head “Okay momma I’m head out I’ll see you later.” “Okay baby call me if you need anything, love you.” “I will, love you too momma.” you walk out of your house to open the yellow umbrella to cover your body and started to walk towards Cho's.

You see your friends sitting patiently waiting for you to show up, it’s still sprinkling outside, see them all eating their snacks, lightly tapping on the window, slightly scaring them, Kev unlocks the door for you, closing your umbrella before you get in “Sup y’all.” them all saying hey back to you “Hey baby.” looking at Frankie “Sup baby.” he had on a light grey shirt with a silver jacket and some dark jeans with tennis shoes, he gives you a light peck on the lips “Y’all better be fuckin’ there either, we gotta long drive ahead of us.” Kev puts his car in drive “Mhmm and how far is it Kev?” “Well it’s about six hours away.” looking at you “What!” coming from you all “But it will be nice y’all, seeing the ocean driving up there, maybe we will take a break there to stretch out our legs.” “I’ve never been to the ocean before.” looking back at Kev “Really? you’ve been to the ocean before.” coming from Frankie “Nope but I’m excited to see though, hey did y’all did get me my snacks.” “Yeah I got 'em right here, I was waiting for you to say somethin’.” Lee hands you some starbursts and some nerds, you grab both of them to start eating the candy, with Kev starts driving off to Oakland.

A couple hours later

The sun is shining on your face, the window rolled all the way down, sticking out your hand to feel the breeze against your hand “Hey I see the beach, we can stop for a few minutes and then leave.” Kev pulls in a parking spot and stuffing off the engine, you all step out to stretch your legs and walking to the oceans, you’ve never seen so much water, it kept going and going, you move your feet through the sand once you reach to the water, you take off your socks and shoes and hold them in your hand and lifting your pants to your legs so they won’t get wet, you see Kev and Lee already have their shoes off and running towards the water, you step on the wet sand with the water touching your white toes “O my god! the water is sooo cold, ahh.” you run back to your friends and see Frankie hanging back, walking closer to him “Why are you not playing in the water Frankie?” “ I just want to get to Oakland.” you put your hand on his chest “Come on take off your shoes.” he groans, taking off his sock and shoes, putting them in his hand “Come on let’s see what they’re doing over there.” you both walk over to your friends, with Lee running to you, touching your shoulder “Tag you it.” and him running away, rolling your eyes, dropping your shoes on the sand, and looking for your next target, Lee and Kev are too far, you see Frankie not to far from you, you moved your feet towards him, getting closer to him your on his tail, he looks back and started running like if he was track star ‘Damn he was fast.’ you thought to yourself and came up with a plan. Faking your fall, making it seem like you hurt yourself badly, he comes back to you, perfect “Baby are you okay?, you’re not hurt are you?” you lift up and touch his stomach “Gotcha baby, you’re it now.” and running like you life depended on it, you hear his footsteps getting closer and closer to you, breaking to your left and running to your friends, he pass you to run towards Lee and touches his shoulder “Okay I’m done running man, I’m breathin’ hard as shit.” a shaky breath coming from Lee “Yeah me too, come on we should probably get going.” y’all walk back to the car and realizing you left your shoes “Oh fuck I left my shoes I’ll be right back.” walking back on to the sand, seeing right where you left them at, picking them up and walking back to Kev’s car.

More hours later

Kev parks the car in front of bike shop, seeing motorcycle’s out in the front, Frankie steps out first and hold the door for you, once you got out, he reaches down to grab his green backpack and puts it on his shoulder and securing the straps around him, you all walked to the the sheet metal door “Aye homie where the door at?” Kev looks around to see a handle and opens the door and opens it for all of you, walking in and seeing some many drugs every, people snorting, inhaling, smoking and drinking, you saw everyone wearing vest with the words ‘Murder Dubb Devils’ on the back and even saw a guy putting coke in his drink “Nicky the record is skippin’, Nicky!” some girl yelling over the music, the dj puts on a new record with hip hop beats coming in. “Family, huh? That’s your mama’s side or your dad’s?” Lee asked Kev, passing through the crowd “Mama’s. But I ain’t never really met him like that.” in the corner you see a bunch of niggas playing a game of dice with money in the ground, still looking for Kev’s cousin, not even knowing what he look like “He gonna be here man.” Kev looking back at y’all “The fuck you is so skinny for.” hearing a loud voice coming next to kev, they both laugh and embracing each other “Hey man, this place is amazing.” Kev tells his cousin “Shit nigga this motherfucking hub here.” Kev turns to y’all “Aye man these are my peeps-.” Frankie cuts him off “How long we gonna be?” Kev looks at him “Man we just got here.” “Let’s do the deal, get the money, and get the fuck out of here.” Frankie not breaking his eye contact with Kev's cousin, he steps up to Frankie “You refusing my motherfucking hospitality?” “Yeah I’m cool to party while we wait.” Lee breaks his silence, you nod your head in agreement “They’ll like him and her too. They both like to party, but you refusing my motherfucking hospitality.” Kev’s cousin put a hand on Frankie’s shoulder “Aight, Aight!” He nods his head in agreement to wait for the deal, some girl passing by Kev and touches his hand to signal for a sample and looking back at him while she goes up the stairs, he looks at Frankie, asking for a sample “We suppose to be sellin’.” “Come on man I just need a little come up, that's all for the tricks man.” He reluctantly hands Kev a small baggie of coke “All right, go find some place, last thing I need is these motherfuckers knowing I got this shit all right. You gettin in our samples man.” Kev snatched it out of his hand “Thanks man and I’m about to get in some coochie.” Kev passes through people to meet up with the girl upstairs.

The cigarette smoke going into your nose, that’s all you can smell right now, you kept following Frankie threw the party and walking up the stairs to see this homeless looking white guy getting a tattoo, drunker than shit “Hey man can y’all look at my tattoo, I just want to know how pretty it is, it’s suppose to be my girl?” you both look at the tattoo with wide eyes, you have never seen a tattoo so hideous, it looks like a child drew it on his back “Wow.” you both say, but really knowing what it actually looks like “Yeah I’ve always wanted to be an artist. But life derailed my dreams, man.” the artist looks up “Hey you wanna a tat? I could even do a two for one special for y’all I’m the best.” you both walked away from that crime scene to the main floor, he posted up on a wall and holds your hand “Where the fuck is this nigga at, we should be driving back by now?” you squeeze his hand “You know how black people are, we are always late when it comes to things like this. CP time you know.” Making him giggle at your joke, when the same girl was giving Kev fuck me eyes is now coming towards you “What’s up with this backpack cutie huh?” you see this touching on your man ‘oh fuck no’ before you could say anything, he grabs your hand and starts walking towards the door “Uhh we gotta do somethin’.’’ Finally having some fresh air in your lungs “I need to get out of there I couldn’t stay there if people start knowin’ I got this coke.” “Yeah I get it, I couldn’t stay there anymore either with all them damn drugs there, come on let’s take a walk.” grabbing his hand and taking a stroll.

Walking on inside of the sidewalk in hand with Frankie, he stops in front of a hardware store, he has this look on his face, he let’s go of your hand to walk inside of the store, on the floor the was a pamphlet of a Black Panther block party with the host of Cissy and Alton at there house, there was broken glass and trash everywhere on the ground and he turns to you walking closer towards you “When I was a kid this was my father store, when he was a panther and I remember coming here and spending time with him, he put me on a chair and put a beret on my head and told me what it means to have my dignity and my self-respect and make sure that other people respect me too.” you smile at him, knowing how Alton is now drunk and homeless and how he got lost with his addiction. “Thank you for sharing with me about that Frankie, I know you don’t talk about Alton that much, maybe talking about can heal your hurt and i’m willing to be there for you.” You walk up closer to him with no one around you, you kiss him starting with little pecks into something more, he pushes you up against the wall, hearing footsteps coming towards you “What are you doing?” you both separated to see a white girl in some raggedy clothes “My bad. Sorry we didn’t know anybody else was here, we can go.” Frankie grabs your hand to walk out of the store “Hold on.” from the white girl “Are you guys…okay?” you both nod your head “Yeah.” he walks closer to the white girl “Umm… Do you have any idea if this used to be a Black Panther office? I think it was.” you wanted to leave but the white girl grabbed his hand to pull him further in the back of the room “Come on.” and you follow.

The white girl in the back is looking for something, standing next to Frankie and she pulls out a small white rock of something, it intrigues Frankie “Wh-what’s that?” she held a pipe “This is my new favorite.” He walks closer to her, she sways her finger as no and starts giggling, he puts his hand up “I won’t, I won’t touch it, just hold it out for me.” she puts the rock in the pipe and lights her match to the pipe and starts inhaling, she blows out the smoke and stumbles back “I ain’t never seen that before, you on your way to space for sure.” you tell her, the white starts walking around in lala land and starts twirling in front of you “I wanna see what it is. Go get some more, huh?” the white girl breathing hard “I’ll buy it.” he tells her, the white walks closer to him “I like you star.” he’s playin’ her “I like you too.” she walks out the the back door to an alleyway, she stops to take off her shoes and walks barefooted “Well you’re not about to walk around here barefoot.” the white girl rolls her “Why not? It feels- it feels so good.” he stops her “Well, you’re gonna mess those pretty feet up.” really nigga, you know the only feet he like is ours, you walk into a park to see some dealers giving out some drugs to people. The white girl walks up to a dealer “Oh shit you back here already and not you walkin’ around barefoot with your feet.” she smiles “Can I get a rock?” Frankie hands the dealer a twenty swiftly grabbing it from him and hands her three rocks, she turns back to Frankie “Come on let’s go.” he smiles back at her “We’ll meet you back there okay we could have one hit each.” The white girl slowly smiles at him and starts walking back to the hardware store.

”Aye how y’all get this coke so cheap?” Frankie ask the dealer “Nigga I don’t know I just shit the shit man.” Frankie grabs a band out of his pocket “I’ll buy everything you got if you show me who cooked it.” The dealer puffs out his chest “Crossin’ a line here blood.” Frankie takes off his backpack and hands it to the dealer, he opens it open to see two keys of coke in there “Country motherfucker. What are you doing?” He walks up closer to the dealer “No tricks, no games man I just wanna know how y’all make what y’all making.” Pleading with the dealer “You wanna meet The Wizard?” He smiles “Yeah man.” He looks down to see that the dealer had on some fresh white adidas with some black strip on the side “Nice shoes.” he said, the dealer tells his homie to hold down the spot “Wait. You seriously gonna take him to Swim?” “This nigga got two keys of coke on him. Hell yeah.” you get into the dealer car to drive to see the wizard.

Stepping out of the car “Good lookin’ out.” you walk into this alley to see a door “Yeah yeah.” he opens the door for y’all, letting you both go through the door and locking it behind him.” the dealer walks in front of you “Hey Swim I gotchu someone to meet.” The Wizard was playing chess with himself “The fuck you want.” he steps closer to him “Aye this nigga got two keys and he wants to know how you make it… they from L.A.” the wizard stands up “Oh, why didn’t you say that in the first place man?” he looks confused “So who are you Micheal Jackson? no this nigga too dark to be Michael Jackson, He more like Sidney Poitier… I don’t know why this Bobby Womack ass-nigga brought you her in my business.” Frankie walks up “It’s my fault I asked I just wanna know what y’all makin’.” the wizard grabs a another bag of rocks and tosses it to the dealer “And don’t come back until your with that.'' The dealer catches the bag and walks out of the door to sell more rocks. Swim walks up to y’all “What’s your name?” “I’m Franklin and this is Lexi.” “They call me Swim ‘cause I’m either swimming in some money or swimming in pussy.” while doing a shake for y’all he was this light blue golden striped button up and a small fro growing on the top of his head “Now y’all ain’t fuckin’ with me now?” Frankie looks at Swim “I can’t tell you if my luck’s been running good or bad, man? But y’all doing something here and we tryin to get in on. Now I might be taking a leap of faith, shit I might be dumb as fuck but this shot… this shot it feels like it’s worth takin’. “Cause I got things I gotta do.” and looking at you, your heart stops “Things I want.” and turning back to Swim “You understand what I’m tryin to sayin?” Swim takes a seat look at Frankie “If you’re the man cookin this up it means you are an artist. In my experience artists create and they want the whole world to experience it,you an artist swim.” Swim say “Maybe?” “So teach me…..show us how to create the way that you do. We’ll take it back to L.A and spread the word.” Swim nods his head in agreement with Frankie to show us the way of making crack rock.

Walking up the stairs to a red light hallway, Swim moves the gate to let y’all in, to see a kitchen upstairs there was a cooker there named Angelico “Angelico we’re gonna cook up one more batch tonight.” Swim takes the two keys out and sets them on the table “Keep up now. Were gonna go fast you dig?” Swim cuts the key in half, pouring some out on a plate and smashing it with a sledgehammer “So these Peruvians, right, when they make their cocaine they got this paste. This cocaine paste at the bottom of the barrel, they call it “bah-say” Nasty shit.” Angelico takes the plate to move into the stove “But you take this “bah-say”, roll into a cigarette that shit gets you fuck up, Jack so I had some of my boys who flew down to Peru for the weekand.” Angelico turns on the stove to put the coke in a mason jar “Some of my niggas was smoking it with some bitches..and they love it… bitches love it too.” putting some water in it and in a small pot that they have, Angelico takes out some baking soda to the equal part of the coke and putting in the jar, a smoke puffs out releasing the toxins, the cooker walks up to Frankie handing it to him and signaling it to swirl it around “Those the only ingredients?” he hands it back to the cooker “It’s like bacon and eggs, Bert and Ernie, sometimes it only takes two things to complement each other.” “Like peas and carrots?” you say, Swim laughs “Yeah peas and fucking carrots.” As the coke hardens slowly forming into small white rocks, Swim picks up the jar swirling it around to show the both of you “See those rocks? They’re starting to swim like tadpoles” The rocks clinging against each-other “Can I get a high from breathing these fumes in?” Starting to smell the pungent order almost like burnt plastic, you back away from the smell “You get a contact, but you won’t get high. Y’all wanna hit shit when we done?” Frankie shakes his head no “Nah, I don’t use.” Swim looks at you “And what about you?… you wanna hit this?” Moving your head into a no “Nah I’m good, I don’t use either.” “Mhhmm you should consider it nigga, that shit open up dark places in your brain, these place ain’t never been touched before.”Coming to Frankie to touch his third eyes “Deep dark places.”

Angelico pours out the water out of the jar and puts the large rock on a clean plate and hands it to Swim, he takes out a razor blade to cut the rock into small pieces, he puts up the tiny rock to show you and Frankie “Thus creation is born, you get $50 for this rock man.” Swim hands the rock to Angelico “He's tweakin’ right now.” You look at Swim “You think we can make some more?” Swim looks back at you “Shit. How much more?” “All of it.” with Frankie looking at Swim.

Next Morning

You both walked to the biker gang shop in hand, seeing it in the morning was soo different, it was so quiet and peaceful. Frankie jiggles the doorknob is locked, you both look to see Kev’s car is still here, with Lee and Kev sleeping in the car, you both walk to the car he knocks on the window, waking them up out of their sleep “What time is it?” he smiles “What’s up man?” a sleepy drunk voice coming from the back “Saint?” “Did the boss man ever show up?” “Did he ever? fuck is wrong with you.” Kev still sleepy “Devon was mad as hell, man you almost got me killed man shit would’ve been better though I’m never drinking again.” Frankie felt sorry “My bad man. Sorry we left, we just had to leave, get my mind right.” Lee not believing “All night?” he nods his head “Got caught up.” they both suck in their lips and making a scoff “Come on, man Open the door shit.” “Yeahhh shotgun.” Coming form Lee, you both moved into the backseat “Hey we hit 7-Eleven before we hit the highway”said Lee and getting in the car “Oh, yeah sure you know soon as Franklin tell us why he blew the deal, we drove all the fuck out here for. And why he got me kicked out of my own cousin’s spot. And where he been out all night, then we can go to 7-Eleven Leon!” Kev says sarcastically, Frankie pulls out a large bag of 12 large rocks of crack and showing it to them, they are confused never seen anything like that before “The hell-“ “Fuck is that?” Frankie looks at you and then turns to look at them and say

“Our future.” they roll their eyes and sucking in their teeth and talking under their breath “Man.” “Nigga you crazy man, fuck you talking about man? I don’t want to hear all that. We’re going home.” Frankie puts the bag back into his backpack and zips it back up, he puts his arm around you pulling you in closer to him, relaxing under his touch,snuggling up closer to his body, he gives you a forehand kiss “Go to sleep baby I’ll wake you up when we get there.” you close your eyes, resting your head on his shoulder, Kev turns on the engine and drives off back to South Central to dream about once again Franklin Saint.

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And that’s a wrap everyone, we finally meet the man who created crack and everyone will live happily ever after(not 👀) but I actually have a little break for myself bc I start a new job and i’m sooo excited to that god forsaken place, but enough about my real life. This chapter was alittle tame for me and i’ve been rewatching snowfall (big help!) but Lexi needs to stop lying to her momma, idk when i want to know when the momma’s in this storyline but the only thing I know is she ain’t gonna be happy 👀and did y’all see Damson’s look at the met gala, my man is fione like do you y’all ever get mad for when a nigga is sooo FIONNNEE (that’s me🧎🏿‍♀️) but thank you sosososo much for going with me on this journey, It’s been amazing.

Love, nazzy💕

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Chapter 3 I’m back back back again LET THE DRAMA COMMENCE and Lexi is going to meet Karvel and Lenny (sidenote: I don’t think I want to add the r*pe scence I just think that would be too much for me and I can’t handle that.) buuut gurlll I’m so excited for y’all to read this chapter shit is about to go down.

Summary:It’s the morning after the sleepover Lexi and Frankie have a moment together then having breakfast with Jerome and Louie, Lexi makes up a lie to her momma to stay out with Frankie, Lee comes over to help Frankie to get his money back from lenny with the help of Karvel.

Word count:3.6 k words 18+ mdni

Warnings: afab-reader, n-word usage, tongue kissing, cursing, very quick SA, lying lexi, protective frankie

This takes place in espsiode 3

Slowly opening your eyes, raising your arms above your head stretching your muscle, putting your arms down, feeling a strong arm wrapping your hips, pulling you in closer, but Frankie is still sleeping, light snores coming out of him you tuned your body, closer to Frankie. You snuggle up to him, as close where you can feel his breath on you, and you just stare at him, looking at all his features from the almost slipped green du-rag, to his relaxed brows, his long lashes almost touching his cheek, to his beautiful nose, seeing a little peach-fuzz on top his lip, oh his lips they have to be the softest on this god green earth. You raised your arm to his face, slowly graze your thumb across his face, seeing raise and fall of Frankie made you calm, you moved your thumb to his lips, slightly parted, touching his bottom lip, you pull in closer to him, feeling his lips on you was so magical, you peck his lips and continue, Frankie lips push back, biting your lip, you gasp "Oh my god Frankie I thought you were still sleeping." Frankie growls "don't start something, where you don't finish." you giggle "I always finish with you Frankie." He hums "yes you do." "but I have go to the bathroom though." Frankie grins "you could just go right here you know." you roll your eyes "nigga I’m not doing that again and I'm still tired, but I still have go to the bathroom" Frankie grabs your chin "When I get our place I’m gonna make sure you wet the bed every night baby." Frankie kiss you, smooth lips on you, you pull away slowly standing up "I'll be right back." "You better." you kiss him one more time, you put on your shirt and shorts before opening the door, you smell eggs and bacon cooking, passing by the kitchen seeing Jerome cooking the food "good morning y'all." "Good morning, Lexi, aye tell Franklin to come get these eggs." you nod your head continuing to the bathroom, you do your business, you walk back to the bedroom to see Frankie falling back to sleep, you walk over to the bed, slowly touching Frankie stomach, "Frankie you gotta wake up, Jerome made breakfast." he stirs, you leaned down to kiss his lips, feeling Frankie rise up trying to chase your lips, you pull away " see your wake up, come on nigga I'm hungry." Frankie groans putting his feet on the ground, grabbing a pair of sweats in his drawer, putting them on, you both walk into the kitchen, taking a seat at the table.

"Good morning y'all" "morning." you start to eat your eggs and bacon "So how was y'all night?" Louie said "It was good we just chilled and eat some snack while we did that." you smiled to yourself, knowing what really happened last night. "Well, that's good I'm glad y'all had fun." Louie smirks at you, you didn't think you were that loud last night "But I got hella thirsty last night and I accidentally slipped some water on the bed." "Damn nephew I didn't think you were clumsy like that." Jerome chuckles "Yeah it was kind of a big one." Frankie chuckles as well, slowly turning his head to look you with a smirk on his face, as you finish your breakfast, everybody puts their dishes in the sink, Jerome and Louie walk back into their room and you start the wash the dishes out of hospitality, you start putting each dish on the drying rack, as you walk over to the pan grabbing it and putting in the sink to wash it, you see Frankie looking at you "What?" "Nothing I'm just imagining us being together in our own place." Frankie walks over to you while you’re still cleaning the pan almost done with it. You feel Frankie strong arms around you pulling you closer to him, you relax in his hold, both of you start to sway back and forth, Frankie kisses your neck, you melt into Frankie arms pushing your ass against him, you hear footsteps coming into the kitchen "Lexi I know it don't take you that long to wash some damn dishes-." Jerome walks in seeing his nephew kissing up on Lexi, you shut off the water turning to see Frankie a couple feet of away from you "awh shit damn nephew and Lexi I didn't see anything." Frankie smirks "It's aight unc, me and Lexi are together." while Frankie looks at you "Oh shit you tryin' to be me and Louie huh." Jerome laughs "yeah something like that, aye I'm gonna page Lee so I can get my money back." you turn the water back on rinsing off all of the suds of the pan, puttin’ it in the drying rack then turning off the water, you wipe off the water on your shirt, you feel Frankie hand interlocking yours his thumb grazing your hand, turning your head to see Frankie is already looking at you, Frankie kiss your cheek "About time I thought y'all will never together." Louie walks into the kitchen smiling at the both of you "yeah we're goin' steady." being your corny-self giggling at your joke, Jerome and Louie smile at your joke, Frankie pulls away smiling at you.

Frankie walks into the hallway to call Lee "Sup Lee how was the party?" Frankie continues to talk Lee to tell him to come by Jerome’s house that he found a guy name Karvel that's going to help him to get his money back. You walked back into the guest room, looking at all of the family pictures, seeing a picture of baby Franklin and Alton, alton wearing a black beret and a black turtleneck and pants smiling at the camera, Frankie walks into the bedroom, seeing Lexi looking at his baby picture, Frankie stands next you also looking at the picture, your heart shivers knowing what happened to Alton that he's homeless and a drunk, you look at Frankie, seeing his chocolate eyes not being able to read them. "Lee is coming by, he should be here in ten minutes." you nod your head "I should probably call my momma and tell her that I'll be home late I'll say I'm gonna go see that new spike Lee movie I think it's called she's gotta have something?" Frankie laughs at you "You mean she's gotta have it baby." Frankie puts his arm over your shoulder "I ain't gonna be like him, like alton I'll do everything in my power to not end up like him." you hear a knock on the door, it's Lee "Aye franklin openin' up its me." "I'm gonna call my momma, tell Lee to be quiet for me." "Okay baby." you walk over to the house phone to call your momma, you see Frankie opening the door for Lee "My nigga." " Sup man." franklin daps up Lee "aye you gotta keep it down for a minute, Lexi is here and she's about to call her moms." "Oh, shit Lexi I didn't know that your here what's up?" before you call your momma, you hang up the phone and walk over to Lee to hug him, you both do your handshake as you were done you both snap your fingers "I can't believe y'all are still doin' that handshake." "don't hate, appreciate nigga." Lee said, and you join in "yeah nigga." Frankie rolls his eyes, walking towards the guest room to change his clothes, "aye so when did this happen." Lee pointing at you and Franklin "we just started no one knows expect Jerome, Louie, Kev and now you." "Damn Lexi, Kev knew before me and I'm your best friend." Lee almost looking sad, to be the last person to know, you grab Lee shoulders "You are my best friend, Frankie told Kev at the match yesterday, Kev was askin' me where I got my betting money cause he knows I ain't got no job." "it's okay Lexi I ain't mad at you, if you happy then I'm happy, I'm glad that y'all are together." "Thank you lee, and I'll be right back I’m gonna call my momma."

Daling your home phone number, letting it ring a few times, your momma picks up, "Johnson residence." "Hey momma it's me." "Oh, Lexi how are you doin' baby, you ready to come home?" you breathe out your nose "actually me I was thinking that I can go to the movies today the new spike Lee movie is out, shon-shon wants to go see the movie, but I wanna tag along." "Sure, baby if it keeps you away from them boys, then I'm fine with it, but what time are you comin' home?" "Probably after the movie momma, and I'll page you if I need anything I love you momma." "Okay baby, have fun with shon-shon and I love you too." you hang up the phone, walking towards the living room to see Frankie and Lee sitting on the coach waiting patiently. Lee is a wearing a tan 2-piece with a grey undershirt and a pair of white chucks, and Frankie was wearing a grey and black baseball shirt with some dark blue jeans and some black adidas, they both stood up “I’m able to still to stay out I told my momma that I’m seeing the new spike Lee movie with shon-shon.” Lee eyes widened “Lexi you comin’ with us?” you nod your head “I am and it’s better to have four instead of three, you know.” “You think you are ready for the game?” Lee asks “don’t try to talk her out if it Lee I’ve already tried.” licking your lips “that’s right Frankie I’ve already made up my mind.”

You all walk up to Karvel’s place, seeing trash everywhere and and stuff in trees, Lee walks in first through the back gate then Frankie, making sure you stand behind Frankie "The fuck y'all niggas want." "We look for someone that can help us get Lenny and ray-ray man.” Lee spoke “Aye I know them niggas Lenny live off on MLK and Havery I can help y’all out.” a man stood up, wearing a red shirt and jeans and tennis shoes, “The name’s is Karvel, nice to meet y’all, sup little mama.” Karvel smirks down at you, like a grimace smile, Frankie stands in front of you, blocking Karvel from looking at you, kavel laughs lightly punching Frankie “Damn nigga I’m just playin’ y’all niggas can roll with me.” Karvel walks back to grab his keys, walking to his car, you all follow him, Karvel unlocks the car to get in, Frankie opens the door for you, kindly smiling at you, reaching out to touch his shoulder “Thank you baby.’’ “Of course baby.” sliding through the other seat, you put your seatbelt on, Frankie gets in shutting the door, Frankie lays his hand on your thigh, Karvel drives off to Lenny’s house.

Finally stopping in front of Lenny’s house, Karvel shuts off the engine, looking at the house “Lenny lives in there, and ray-ray lives a few blocks from here.” Karvel said “How you know Lenny got the cash?” Frankie said “Oh trust me, Lenny got yo shit man, ray-ray is a bitch.” Karvel said, you look at Frankie, your heart is pounding at your chest, Frankie looked at Lee and nods his head, you all proceed to get out the car, walking up to Lenny’s house “Aye what’s the plan?” Karvel grabs his gun from his waist, cocking it, Lee smiles “Aight.” Frankie grabs your hand to squeeze it, walking up the steps, he moves pass Karvel to bang his fist on the door, Karvel pushes Frankie up against the wall “The fuck is you doin’.” Lee yells out, Karvel pushes Lee the ground, Karvel turns to you, grabbing you by the hair, pushing you up against the door, holding the gun to your head “Aye Lenny openin’ up I got your little bitch out here.” Lenny opens up “Aye man what bitch you talkin’ about?” Karvel pushes you the floor, falling on your knees, Karvel barges in the door, making Lenny stumbled on the ground, Lee and Frankie runs in, Frankie grabbing your hand, pulling you in the house, you stand up closing the door behind you, Karvel pointing his gun in Lenny’s face “Grab the exentison cord homie.” Karvel told lee, flipping over Lenny on his stomach wrapping it around his hands “Tie his ass up.” Lenny spits out “fuckin’ bitches man.” Lenny trying to fight off Lee strength “stop fuckin’ movin’ man.” Karvel grinning “Yeah just like that homie.” Lee tie a knot, securing Lenny from escaping, Lenny chuckles looking up at Frankie “This little nigga again huh, you back for more you thought we fuck you up last time, just wait huh.” Lee and Karvel make Lenny sit up against the wall, Frankie walks into the kitchen to grab a chair, you walk in closer to have Lenny smirking at you “Huh Karvel this is the little bitch you talkin’ about huh.” you walk in closer “Where’s the money Lenny?” Lenny laugh “Bitch you think I’m tellin’ you fuck out of here.” “Fuck you nigga.” you spew out, rolling your eyes, Frankie walks up to you “Let’s look around and try to find my money.”

Karvel walks into the kitchen, looking in the pantry to find a box of apple jacks, Karvel walks back in the living room, taking a seat eating the cereal, Frankie nods his head to start looking for the money, you walk to the couches, moving them out the way, Frankie walks into hallway to the backroom, Lee looks in the kitchen to find the money, everywhere y’all look everywhere and you can’t find it, all three of you ransack the house, books on the floor, bedspread ripped off, Frankie looks in the cabinets in the living room, Lee knocking stuff down, you were looking in dresser, nothing fuck, you walk in the living walking to the tv looking behind it, “Look you, fuckin’ jheri curl lookin’ motherfucker, and aye you too bitch lookin’ like good time motherfuckers.” Frankie walks towards Lenny, glaring at Lenny “Where’s my money man.” “Up your momma’s pussy.” Karvel laughs “Aye franklin I can’t find nothin’.” Lee spoke, Frankie looks at you, shaking your head no “Cause dumbass I don’t keep no fuckin’ money here. ever.” you grab a vhs player, throwing it on the ground, Lee pushes the speaker to the floor “Aww fuck this shit man, aye you some Frankenstein motherfucker, and stop eatin’ my shit.” “Aye what’cha you say to me homie.” “You heard me you ugly motherfucka.” Karvel walks closer to Lenny “Nah actually I didn’t hear you all the way back let me come closer.” Lenny and Karvel arguing back and forth, Karvel puts a sock in Lenny’s mouth and taping it over, Lenny is still talking shit, Karvel walks back to grab a bat, swinging it around smashing the fine China glasses, smashing the table “Aye how much we talkin’.’ “Just couple grand.” knocking hits the door “Aye Lenny that new Stars Wars movie is comin’ out come on let’s roll.” you drop the ground, someone was still knocking the door, Karvel covers Lenny mouth to silence him, “aye man you in there, come the show is about to start… fine miss it I’m out.”

Frankie slowly walks up to the window to see Ray-Ray leaving “Fuck this where’s the money at homie huh.” Karvel said, you rise up from the floor, Karvel takes the bat about to swing on Lenny, Frankie stops him, “Let me holla at him for a second.” “No talk time is over just bust his ass.” Frankie looks at Lee “He can’t tell us a damn thing if he died.” Frankie looks at you, Karvel looking at you and Frankie “God damn man, you soft as baby shit bro.” Frankie looks down, almost looking defeated, Karvel laughs pushing the bat up against Lenny’s head “Aye you hear that you got some soft-served ice cream niggas ass with you bro, some cupcake lookin’ ass niggas, aye you don’t like me eating your food huh I can give something else you will like huh.” Karvel starts humming, backing up humming to a tune of some song, walking back into Lenny’s room "You see that man, you next, now tell me where's my fuckin' money." Frankie walks in front of lenny to take off the tape on lenny’s face you walk in closer "Lenny we can save you the trouble, from getting really hurt." "Fuck you bitch, and fuck all of you, you know what." Lee punches Lenny in the face, with so much force causing blood to slip out of his mouth, Lenny leans forward to spit in Frankie face, he stares down at lenny huffing out a breath out his nose, lifting a hand to wipe off the blood, he walks over to you, putting a hand on your shoulder “you need to leave. Now.” You roll your eyes “ugh Frankie I’m not leaving you that’s out of the question.” Karvel  walks into the room “Aye you know what, fuck this shit homie.” Karvel walks into the kitchen, walking back with a knife “The fuck is this Karvel.” You spoke out. Karvel slices the cords around Lenny body and around his neck, Karvel drags Lenny into the guest room, slamming the door shaking the room.

Your sitting on the coach, covering your ears trying to drown out the yells and grunts coming the back room, Frankie sits next to you, leaning over to you, slightly uncovering your ear “baby you need to leave.Please.” you nod your head slowly  raising up, waving bye at Lee, walking over to the door, Frankie opens the door for you, you walk outside down the stairs to the sidewalk, felling the sun on your face, you hear frankie closing the door behind him and walking towards you “I’m sorry baby.” Frankie puts his arms around you and holding you still “It’s okay Frankie you did know that was going to happen.” “if you wanna go home that’s fine I can page Louie and she can pick you up.” you nod your head “Aye Franklin!” you both turn around to see Karvel walking out of the house, wearing a awful smile, holding a lot of money and stuffing it in his pockets, karvel looks up and down at you “Aye Karvel that’s money.” Frankie standing still in front of you, Karvel chuckles “You’s a bitch man.” Karvel walks to his car and proceeds to drive off, lee walks out to you “Aye Lexi, you good?” you nod “Yeah I’m good, what about you?” “Yeah yeah, you franklin.” “Yeah lee, fuck and now we gotta get my money back now from Karvel.” you put your hand on frankie neck “come on let’s go back to Jerome’s and come up on a plan.” Frankie and Lee nod their head and start walking back to Jerome and Louie’s place.

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And the chapter 3 has come to an close and thank you to everyone who read this chapter it’s means so much to me that y’all took the time to read this thank you thank you and lexi is not backing down when it comes to being frankie’s ride or die and lexi and frankie having their little moment in the bed AHHHH I CAN’T EVEN and when unc pop up on lexi and frankie yayyyy bitch (🥰) but honestly it was kinda of a struggle to write this chapter just because of the r*pe scene, I didn’t how write it out but I figure it out, but has been a joy for me now, l’ve been reading on this app for a while and seeing all the amazing work y’all do, I just wanted to put my two cent in, but thank you again for reading this. 

love, nazzy  💕

[henneseyhoe]

MASTERLIST

★“Hey, lovebirds! Time to couple up!”★

( smut= R , angst= ~ , fluff= +)

MICHAEL B. JORDAN

Unexpected Expected Guest (R) (Halloween special)

P POWER (R)

Erik takes readers virginity (R)

KILLA HOTLINE | CHAPTER ONE | CHAPTER TWO

NEW RULES (~)

Adonis being clingy with his wife and new baby (+)

My Big Three As Boyfriends (+)

The Return Of Killjoy (R) (Halloween Special)

YAHYA ABDUL MATEEN II

Interrupted quickie (R+)

“Tell daddy you sorry”(request) (R)

My Big Three As Boyfriends (+)

TREVANTE RHODES

WORKOUT (R)

Country lovin’ | Teaser | intro | Cookin’ Soul | Trial And Error (R)(~)(+)

My Big Three As Boyfriends (+)

SMILE FOR ME, DADDY | BEDROOM BULLY (R)

NSFW ALPHABET (R)

KOFI SIRIBOE

USE ME (R)

GREG TARZAN DAVIS

Pillow Talk (+)

KEITH POWERS

You deserve it (R)

DAMSON IDRIS

Next lifetime (request) (R)(~)

JOHN BOYEGA

Freaky Girl (R)

Blurb. (R)

Still Mine. (R)

JOEY BADA$$

THROW AWAY (R~)

Milk Marie (R)

LEWIS HAMILTON

Daddy’s Money (R)

Home Alone (R)

Just One More | 1 (R) | 2 |

✮OTHERS✮

⭣

LAMELO BALL

Creepin’ (R)

CLOSER (R)

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OCs

I think she like me. (R)

Muse (R)

More coming soon…<3

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Sleepover. (Smut Sunday Preview)

Author’s Notes: If you don’t know about Damson Idris or Snowfall or Franklin Saint, hop over to Hulu and enjoy! Here is a preview of Smut Sunday, featuring our favorite crack kingpin - Franklin. Enjoy, lovies! 

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The funk beats pulsed through the house. Bodies mingled in the cool summer night - the porch and lawn cluttered with smiling faces and swaying frames as the party raged. You moved through the maze, hesitantly stepping onto the porch, as your eyes scanned for a familiar face. Your eyes darted - finding the porch full as you murmured “Excuse me,” and “Pardon me,” - ignoring the odd stares as you finally stepped inside the brightly lit house. 

“Aye! Aye! Aye, now!” Jerome’s baritone voice rang in your ears as you landed on the large dining room table. The group was loud and boisterous - true smiles brushing their faces as cards were thrown down in frustration and jest - Leon leaning forward to pull the prize pile to him, radiant with his win. 

“Hey girl!” Wanda’s lilt brought the attention to you, the table turning towards you. Franklin’s stoic expression was broken - a blinding smile etched across his face as you stood, moving towards you without a thought, abandoning the card game. 

“What are you doing here? I thought you had class.” His thumb brushed the apple of your cheek, resting his fingers under your chin, as he titled your head upwards. The tender gesture made your knees weak, your feet shuffling closer to him, “It was cancelled. The professor’s cat is sick.” You giggled at the absurd statement, leaning into his muscular chest - inhaling his scent - smoke mixed with musk and you suddenly felt drunk. 

“Come on, wanna sit outside?” His hand covered yours - his fingers lacing with yours as he pulled you through the door. His presence cleared the porch - party goers shuffling down the stairs as Peaches took a seat at the top of the stairs, an immediate stop sign. He sank into the seat, pulling you onto his lap - his hand brushing over your low back as you shifted against him. “I’m glad you came.” He traced lazy circles at the hem of your shirt - his fingers brushing exposed skin with each swirl. “I was hoping I’d be seeing you. I’ve missed you.” His gripped your hip, squeezing your plush, as you cheesed - a toothy smile was your only answer for his admission. 

“I know, I’m glad I came.” You leaned into him, draping your legs across his as you reclined against the weathered wood of the bench. It was rare - seeing Franklin in the dusk of the night instead of the twilight. His features bathed in the fading light of the day instead of shrouded in shadows as he climbed in your bed and fell asleep, his body wrapped over yours, exhaustion strangling him into snores. Were you dating? You didn’t know. You only knew that your bed and heart felt empty when he wasn’t around. The paths you were walking were different, but you were glad they intertwined - the curves and twists of life left you and Franklin finding solace in quiet moments stolen here and there. 

You shifted in the seat, feeling the object in your pocket, and remembering your mission. Your tongue slid past your lips as you sat straighter. Your hand sliding into your front pocket, concealing the small package in your palm. 

“Here, I wanted to give you this.” Your manicured hand reached for him - your acrylics scraping his palm as you dropped the plastic square in his hands. Franklin smirked at the surprise, his mouth falling open as the gold glinted in the light - the distinct black lettering left him speechless. “I think it’s time.” You curled into him, your breath hot in his ear, as he slid the condom into his own pocket. Weeks of sleepovers had led you to this moment. The stars aligned and you both were free - the night was young and the possibilities were endless.