#me @ myself: when are they gon fuck?

[tragedy-for-sale]

Just thinking about how Palpatine requested Anakin's company once and didn't let Obi-Wan come. And when Anakin came back he told Obi-Wan he didn't want to be a Jedi anymore. Just thinking about how much of a failure Anakin indirectly made Obi-Wan feel like.

[savage-rhi]

I've had enough character development for this year. Can we skip to the beach filler episode?

[incesthemes]

hey girlie it’s me, sam winchesters gay lover, your mootie 🥰🥰🥰 i just wanted to let you know, that your tags on the post about that wincest video are based and i agree with every word, hashtag slay couldn’t agree more i loved reading your essay in those tags heart ❤️

omg thank you!!! i'm basically only capable of talking in essays whether people want me to or not, unfortunately

i just have a lot of feelings on this topic and the whole "canon or not canon" argument is weird to me; the themes are pretty darn clear in supernatural (it is NOT known for its subtlety) so idk man. they don't have to kiss to be canon. and they don't have to have a romantic relationship to be canon either. how many times do they get into relationships with other people only for it to be treated as cheating/betrayal/abandonment, only for them have to give up that relationship in order to reaffirm their devotion to their brother

that's just what the text says. i'm not under any kind of delusion that they have some secret sexual or romantic relationship, but that doesn't change that sam and dean are each other's most important person regardless of that. which is really awesome imo, that romance isn't treated as more important than whatever horrible thing they have with each other, and that they don't have to consummate their relationship with romance/sex in order for it to be the most important one they have

(and of course there's romantic/sexual subtext, like parallels and metaphors and misunderstandings and jokes, but to me that just provides a solid foundation for presenting this relationship between them as the most important even though it's not romantic or sexual—because this language of romance is the only one we know, really, when it comes to writing important relationships between characters. it's the only one we know in our own personal lives, to a large extent. so you use the romance/sexuality to symbolize the actual bond they have. which is so much worse lmao)

anyway i think spn is fairly unique in this way because of how no other relationships can really ever stand parallel to the one they share; even in other shows that center male friendship, romance is allowed to coexist with brotherhood. for sam and dean, it's not, and that becomes a point of tension and conflict and resolution many, many times over the course of the show. so like yeah!!! just because it's not romantic or sexual doesn't mean it's not canon, in the sense that their relationship is the point of the show, and it is the most important relationship they have. they chose each other above all else, every single time. yknow, it's "the epic love story of sam and dean" and all that

[todayisafridaynight]

ik a mention rgg nerfing ttm's features when modelin sawashiro every five minutes but they really had to cause aint no way in hell would a been intimated by this bruv if they didnt

[cheapcheapfaker]

i think about that tik tok that had its rounds around here about, i believe, German vs Vietnamese hospitality? Where the German thought the dinner would be done but the Vietnamese thought the host and guest would be cooking together. And I present a third option where I’d love to help you cook dinner but if you hand me a rainbow cuisinart knife and a glass cutting board i am killing myself in your kitchen immediately except the blade is so dull i have to do it real sloppily and its going to take a while

[smallest-moon]

rip my zhongli :( the number one i want out of everyone and he fucking refused to come home, im dumping you for wriothesley you bitch

[ishizizzle]

Nobody cares what I put into this place so fuck them 🤷🏾‍♀️

[zoekrystall]

Zero idea if it'll help or fade into the background but I downloaded stuff to track things and smacked widgets onto my homescreen to not forget. Initially searched for pain ones (where I downloaded two just for good measure ig) but saw that one is customizable for like anything you want and no purchase stuff for me bc included in that one pass and said sure fuck it. I think at the min I need to track pain bc by my memory do I go mental thinking if it just feels frequent n all or if it actually is and mind goes blank when at the doc (will just be fun translating to ger OTL I learn sm to describe stuff in eng but then it lacks in first language). Alas for whatever reason lil me never thought abt actually writing these things down (prob bc every adult anyways dismissed them to the point of not being sure if the pain was actually there so what was the point. but now. now I'm the adult in my life who calls the shots for their own life even if anxiety makes it hard).

[lokihzra]

almoat fell and put all my weight on my broken ankle TWICE IN THREE DAYS

[dixons-sunshine]

Breathe With Me | Young!Daryl Dixon x Young!Fem!Reader

Summary: With you and Daryl being in a good place, kissing coming naturally to you both and cuddling no longer awkward, it was inevitable that your make out sessions would start to heat up into something else. However, in the heat of what should've been a hot moment, Daryl's mind started to wander to it's usual self deprecating depths. Luckily, you were there to help him through it.

Genre: Kinda angsty but mainly fluff

Era: Pre outbreak.

Part of the Shopping Spree, Hangout Dreams universe.

Warnings: Swearing, suggestive themes, self deprecating thoughts, hyperventilation/panic attack.

Word count: 1.2k

A/n: Another young!Daryl fic in a span of not even two days? Who would've thought it was possible? It's mainly because I've been enjoying writing for young!Daryl recently, and I'd be happy to get any requests for this au. Also, I've never personally experienced a panic attack myself and this is all based off of what Google told me, so if any of it is inaccurate, please let me know so I can fix it. Other than that, I hope you enjoy!

As always, my requests are open for any TWD requests, as well as Scud Frohmeyer requests.

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“Oh, fuck.”

“Shit, girl. Yer gon' be the death of me.”

You giggled against his lips, allowing him to push you down onto the bed. He followed soon after, moving to hover over you before reattaching his lips to yours hungrily. He used one of his hands to hold his weight up, the other one wandering over your exposed stomach. Your shirt was already disposed of and long forgotten, leaving you clad in only your shorts and bra.

To your surprise, when your hands wandered under Daryl's shirt, he only hesitated for a quick moment before withdrawing from the kiss and tugging his shirt over his head. Old and new scars were on display for you, leaving Daryl completely vulnerable under your gaze.

You smiled at him and pulled him down for another kiss, a silent way of thanking him for trusting you. It wasn't the first time that you had seen his scars—you had helped him with his wounds too many times too count, leaving you familiar with all of his scars—but you always tried to make sure that he knew you didn't judge him. You loved every part of him, scars and all.

You gasped against his lips when he let his hand trail down, his fingers lightly tracing over your clothed cunt. His tongue entered your mouth and he groaned at the taste. He pulled back momentarily to look at you, his pupils blown with lust.

“Fuck, yer so perfect,” he whispered, leaning down to leave a trail of kisses from your jaw to your neck.

You moaned when he kissed a particularly sensitive spot, leaning your head back to grant him better access. Your mind was starting to get cloudy, the only thought on your mind being how good Daryl was making you feel. Admittedly, you were also nervous, since this would be your first time doing something like this, but you trusted Daryl. He wouldn't ever hurt you.

In an unexpected move, you managed to roll you both over. Daryl's eyes slightly widened in wonder, before smiling and leaning up for another kiss. His hands settled on your waist, allowing you to take the reigns for the moment.

Daryl was thoroughly enjoying himself. However, when he felt you subconsciously grind your hips against his, his mind zoomed in and focused on one thing—you would regret this. You would regret giving your first time to someone like him. He would be terrible at this and you'd finally kick him to the curb after figuring it out. He didn't deserve to have you in this way, in your most vulnerable state.

You would regret him.

Daryl's breathing started becoming erratic. Although you could've easily misinterpreted it as him simply getting more turned on, something told you it wasn't that. You pulled back from the kiss and looked at him, noticing the slightly pained expression on his face. His breathing was quick and choked off, and he seemed to be in some sort of daze. You instantly knew something was wrong.

“Daryl, hey, look at me,” you whispered, cupping his cheek and gently urging him to look at you. When his blue eyes met yours, you could very clearly see the panic in them.

Instantly, all previous lustful thoughts left your mind, concern for your boyfriend taking root in their place. You knew exactly what was happening; Daryl was busy having a panic attack. You helped him into a sitting position, still straddling his lap. You grabbed his hand and placed it on your chest right above your heart, hoping to divert his attention away from whatever negative thoughts were plaguing his mind.

Still looking deeply into his eyes, you gently caressed his cheek with the hand that wasn't holding his over your heart. “Try to breathe with me, okay?” you whispered, starting to breathe in a controlled rhythm.

Daryl nodded and began to copy your breathing, his sounding more choked up than yours. He tightened his grip on your waist with his hand that was still resting there, desperately trying to ground himself back to reality. It took a while, with you soothingly rubbing your thumb over his cheekbone and breathing with him in a controlled rhythm, but soon he was calming down.

Daryl felt ashamed of himself. There the two of you were, half naked and sharing what should've been a blissful, enjoyable experience, and he let himself get into his own head. He let his own insecurities get in the way. He should've just sucked it up, but instead he just had to ruin the moment.

“M'sorry,” he muttered, looking down to avoid what he thought would've been a disappointed stare.

You frowned slightly and gently grabbed his face with both hands, urging him to look at you. “Hey, it's okay,” you assured him. When he shook his head in denial, your grip became more firm. “It is okay. Don't blame yourself for something that was out of your control, alright? Do you wanna talk about it?”

Daryl hesitated for a moment, but nodded slowly. “I jus' got into my own head. I was nervous and convinced myself ya would regret givin' yer virginity to me. Started feelin' overwhelmed. M'sorry.”

You pressed a kiss against his forehead, giving him a reassuring smile. “Don't be sorry. I get it. I was nervous too, you know? But I wouldn't have regretted anything. I trust you. There's no one I'd rather do this with. But it's okay if that doesn't happen right now. I'm ready whenever you are.”

Daryl gave you a small smile before leaning forward to rest his forehead against your shoulder. “M'still sorry. I was lookin' forward to this.”

“Me too, but it can wait. Let's get you taken care of, okay? And I don't wanna hear any buts, mister.”

Daryl nodded. “Alrigh',” he agreed, but made no effort to lift you off his lap. Instead, he pulled you closer to him, hugging you tightly. “Thank you fer understandin'.”

“Of course.”

There was a lot of things going through Daryl's mind at that moment. Despite your reassuring words, he still felt awful for what happened, his mind continuing to shame him. However, with your hands now gently threading through his hair to bring him some comfort, not giving a damn that you were still half naked and straddling him, he forced his mind to shut up.

And in that moment, it was confirmed in his mind—Daryl Dixon knew that he was never letting you go.

©dixons-sunshine 2024. I do not give permission for my works to be copied, modified, adapted or translated to any other site or platform without evidence of my given consent.

[neonmoonster]

“Of course I didn’t want you!”

Anakin recoiled like he had been slapped.

The anger he had felt only moments before towards the man in front of him dissipated and reformed into the keenest hurt he had ever experienced.

He had known this, of course—had known it forever, and he had prepared himself for the day the truth finally came out, building walls around his heart and forcing distance between himself and Obi-Wan for this very inevitability—but actually hearing it, actually hearing Obi-Wan say those words aloud? 

Nothing could have prepared Anakin for this moment.

I didn’t want you. 

Obi-Wan was still talking, ranting, but his words seemed far away, distant, like he was standing at the end of a tunnel, miles away from Anakin, who felt lightheaded, unsteady on his feet.

“—ster had just died, the Sith were back, and here was this boy,” Obi-Wan’s voice, tight and forceful, floated in and out of the air, “This boy for whom my master discarded me without a second thought, this boy, who was now my responsibility to raise and train.”

Anakin couldn’t look at him. Didn’t want to see the resentment in the set of his mouth, the long-buried hatred in the furrow of his brow. 

“My responsibility—me, a barely knighted Jedi, practically a padawan myself.”

Obi-Wan let out a bark of disbelieving laughter, a sharp edge to it that sliced Anakin to his core.

“I could barely take care of myself in the days after Qui-Gon died, let alone another human being. And now I had the duty to fulfill my master’s dying wish to train this boy on the off-chance that he would save the galaxy.” 

Do not cry.

Anakin willed himself to keep looking down, to stay impassive, to not raise Obi-Wan’s ire higher than it already was. If he betrayed how much these words cut him, how deep a wound they inflicted on his heart, then the magnitude of his attachment would be revealed, and that would only make Obi-Wan hate him more. 

And Anakin didn’t think he could take any more of Obi-Wan’s hate.

Do not cry.

He heard Obi-Wan take a steadying breath, audibly reigning himself in. When he spoke next, his voice was softer, yet reverberated through Anakin's mind as if he had screamed them.

“So, no. I did not want you.” 

He sensed Obi-Wan, his accursed, beloved former master, take a step towards him. Anakin stilled, a horrible thought overtaking him.

Would he strike him? Obi-Wan had never—would never—but he had also never said anything like this out loud to Anakin before. He had finally crossed the line.

Done the un-take-back-able.

Anakin had always walked a thin line with Obi-Wan, pushing and prodding, bringing out Obi-Wan’s frustration, his rolled eyes, dry jabs, and sometimes disappointed frown, but he had somehow avoided tipping the scales all the way over—at least, not until now.

Now, when he had finally pushed too far. 

Fuck. 

Do not cry. Do not cry—

A hand fell on his shoulder. It took everything in Anakin not to flinch.

“But don’t you ever think,” Obi-Wan said, the fierce passion back in his voice and Anakin’s stomach sank, sank sank. “Not even for one second, that you were not the best thing to ever happen to me.” 

Anakin’s head snapped up in shock. The very thing he had wanted to avoid doing at all costs, but surely he had misheard, surely Obi-Wan had not just said what he just said—

“You are the best friend I have ever had,” Obi-Wan said, and there was still that hard edge to his words, but now that Anakin was looking at him, he saw that his master's eyes were not filled with anger-hate-bitterness like he had feared, but simple determination.

A serious expression, but one that was interlaced with a gentleness that Anakin could only describe as fond.

“It has been… the honor and delight of my life to teach you,” Obi-Wan said, and Anakin couldn’t move because the truth of it was ringing in the Force, unmistakable and passionate and firm. “And now to fight and live beside you as equals.”

Was Anakin dreaming?

A flicker of a smile crossed Obi-Wan’s face, like he was lost in remembrance and, oh, Anakin’s heart couldn’t take it, couldn’t handle this emotional whiplash, his greatest fear and most secret hope come to life over the course of a single conversation.

“It only took you about a day and a half to win me over. I was petrified every day that I would mess you up, leave you worse than I found you, let you down, Qui-Gon down, the galaxy down—but not once did I regret you. Not once would I have traded you away from anything.”

Obi-Wan squeezed Anakin’s shoulder and Anakin shuddered, letting out a choked whimper that he immediately wished he could take back, but Obi-Wan’s eyes softened, and through their bond Anakin could only feel kindness, affection, maybe even—

Obi-Wan's expression shifted once more, for the first time his steadiness in the force wavering, and he swallowed, appearing nervous, if Anakin didn't know any better.

"I do not always find it easy to express myself with words, like this. It is... difficult for me. But it appears that it is necessary today."

Anakin stared at him helplessly.

“I am unbearably sorry that I have ever made you believe otherwise. That you could ever think that you are not my favorite person in the world.”

Anakin could not stop the tear from falling down his cheek. And Obi-Wan Kenobi, high general of the Republic Army, one of the strongest, most respected masters in the Jedi Order, and Anakin's former teacher, gently caught it with the pad of his thumb and wiped it away.

"You are," Obi-Wan's voice came out rough and tinged with something that made Anakin's breath catch in his throat. But then just as quickly, Obi-Wan gave him a small smile, his voice clear once more, even dry and teasing.

“I hope that's alright with you.”

Anakin's answering smile was watery, but it could have lit up the entire galaxy anyhow.

[worldlxvlys]

complicated (part 1)

chris sturniolo x reader

matt sturniolo x reader

warnings: making out, mentions of sex, suggestive, angst, cursing

a/n: this one is longggg so i broke it up into 3 parts. i already wrote parts 2 and 3 so they’ll be up soonnn :)

matt, chris, and i were all chilling together in their living room.

nick had gone to his room to start editing a little while ago.

matt and i were seated next to each other on the couch, chris sitting on the loveseat.

my relationship with the two of them was complicated.

matt was my best friend, he knew me like the back of his hand. with one look at me he could tell what i was feeling.

we spent so much time together, we were often with each other longer than we were apart .

we were so close that we blurred the lines between friends and something more every now and then. but it never went further than lingering touches and almost kisses.

i’m not sure why, but late nights staying up talking have often led to our lips being mere centimeters apart lately.

i chalked it up to sleep deprivation and getting caught up in the heat of the moment.

chris, however, was different. i wasn’t as close to him as i was matt, but the few times where it was just us hanging out, i always had fun.

there was this unspoken tension between chris and i. we never said anything about it, but we were both well aware it was there.

he made flirty comments toward me whenever matt wasn’t in the room, finding joy in my flustered state that resulted from it.

i never let anything happen though, out of respect for matt being my best friend.

it seemed like chris made it his mission to get me to break, constantly testing my self-control.

the three of us had just finished watching a movie, watching as the credits began to roll.

immediately, matt stood up, patting my knee as he did so.

“alright, i’m gonna get food. you guys coming?” he asked.

chris stood up as soon as matt asked the question.

“no, i’m good” i answered, not feeling like getting up.

chris glanced at me for a second before answering, “actually, i’m not really hungry”

matt narrowed his eyes in confusion before shrugging and beginning to leave.

“alright, i’ll be back in a little” he said before leaving.

chris walked over to me, replacing matt’s spot as he sat down next to me.

“wanna listen to some music?” he asked as he grabbed the tv remote.

“sure” i answered, watching as his long fingers worked the remote.

“why didn’t you go?” i asked, watching him from the corner of my eye.

i watched as he clicked shuffle on a playlist, before the room was filled with the melody of a song.

wet the bed - chris brown

“chris, you’re not fucking serious right now” i deadpanned as the suggestive lyrics played out.

“i didn’t pick the song” he held his hands up in defense. “i just picked a chris brown playlist, i know you like his music” he said.

i just wanna take your legs and wrap 'em round

girl, you cummin' right now

my head to your chest feelin’ your heartbeat, girl

“how do you know that?” i asked, confused.

“you’re always listening to his music, so i assumed you liked it. i mean, unless you just listen to music you hate for fun”

“i didn’t realize you were paying attention” i said.

“of course i am. you make it hard to focus on anything else”

i don't want to be a minute man

baby, you're just like a storm rainin' on me

girl, your soakin' wet

i turned my body towards his as he caught my attention.

“what do you mean? do you find me distracting?” i asked, leaning forward slightly.

“you know i do” he said as his eyes traveled down to my lips.

i’ma kiss you right (yeah, yeah)

i'm gon' lick all night (yeah, yeah)

girl, when i'm inside (yeah, yeah)

“why’d you stay?” i whispered as i stopped myself from pushing my lips to his. “you know damn well you wanted to go”

“i did, but i wanted to stay with you more” he said.

“why?” i asked as he rested his forehead against mine. he placed his hand on my thigh, lightly gripping the side of it.

“because i want you” he breathed out, hooking my leg over his waist to straddle him.

yeah, girl, you heard what I said

i'm gonna make you wet the bed

i looked down at him, steadying myself by grabbing his shoulders.

“we really shouldn’t chris” i spoke as my lips brushed against hit.

“definitely not” he spoke against my lips, his eyes closed.

“it’s wrong” i whispered.

“but one kiss wouldn’t hurt, right?” he asked, his hands running up and down my waist.

“chris” i sighed.

“please, i need it so bad” his hands now traveled down to my ass.

“just one-” his lips were on mine the second i spoke the words.

i'ma put your legs behind your head

when I make you wet the bed

my hands found their way to his hair as his lips moved greedily against mine.

one of his hands found my jaw, holding it steady as he deepened the kiss, tilting his head.

after a while, we pulled away for air. “one more” he spoke before attaching his lips back to mine, barely giving me time to breathe.

one more turned into two more, two turned into three, and before i knew it i was lost in the way his lips pressed against mine.

his hands traveled to my ass, squeezing it, eliciting a moan from me.

when i let out a gasp in surprise, he slid his tongue past my lips.

“what the fuck ?” came a voice from behind us.

i pulled my lips away from chris, moving off of his lap.

“matt-” i began before he cut me off. “what? what excuse could you possibly give me right now?” he asked.

“look, i’m sorry that i hurt you, but i’m an adult. i don’t really need to give an excuse for anything i do” i spoke defensively.

“whatever” he scoffed as he shook his head, “ i brought you food for later, i knew you’d probably get hungry anyway. but i guess i’m the only one here who thinks about other people” he spoke in a low voice before walking away.

my face dropped at that, starting to feel bad about not considering his feelings at all.

“hey, if you wanna blame someone, blame me. i’m the one who kept pushing you, so please don’t blame yourself” chris spoke, practically seeing the gears turning in my head.

“yeah” i whispered in response, still feeling incredibly guilty.

“hold on, i’ll be back. i’m gonna go talk to him” he spoke, squeezing my hand before going off to matt’s room.

after sitting there in anticipation for a few minutes, i began to get nervous. not knowing what was going on was killing me.

my body moved quicker than my brain as i got up and made my way towards matt’s room. i pressed my ear to the door, listening to what they were saying.

“you know how i feel about her” matt’s muffled voice traveled through the door.

“you barely even hang out with her, you just want her because you know you shouldn’t” matt continued.

“you like the thrill of having to sneak around, and chasing after someone you can’t have. you never once showed any interest in her before i did, now suddenly you just have to have her?” matt asked.

“it’s not like that, matt. i don’t hang out with her often because whenever i do, you accuse me of stealing her away from you” chris started, but was cut off by matt.

“that’s not true, and you know it. you can’t just warp the truth to support the sorry excuses you come up with. just admit it, you don’t actually want her” matt said.

“that’s the thing, matt, i do want her. i just didn’t wanna make it obvious, since you obviously can’t handle that”

“what i can’t handle is the way you think you’re entitled to do whatever the hell you want. did you ever stop to think about what this would do to my friendship with her? or my relationship with you? do you ever think about anything other than yourself?” matt asked.

it didn’t seem like their conversation was going anywhere. the second they started to get somewhere, someone would throw an insult at the other.

deciding to intervene, i knocked on the door loudly. the arguing stopped immediately and the door opened a few seconds later.

i was met with an angry matt, but his face softened as soon as he saw me.

knowing i wanted to be let in, he moved to the side to let me pass. he closed the door behind me, watching as i went to sit on his bed.

“look, i’m sorry guys. i shouldn’t have kissed chris, it was a mistake. the last thing i ever want to do is break the bond that you guys have. let’s just forget this ever happened” i said to them.

“no” chris started, taking me by surprise. “i want you to pick”

“what?” i asked, my face dropping at this.

“chose who you want to be with. it doesn’t make sense for us to fight over you, it’s your decision. whoever you decide to stay friends with won’t take it personal, right matt?” chris asked.

“yeah, we’re not gonna force you into anything you don’t want. if the feelings aren’t there, then they aren’t there” matt agreed.

two minutes ago they were arguing uncontrollably and now they were able to come to an agreement in seconds? this was weird.

“so, who do you want?” chris asked.

who do i want? i had no clue.

i loved spending time with chris, but what if matt was right? what if i only enjoyed the thrill of having someone i can’t have ? was that worth jeopardizing my friendship with either of them over?

and matt? i had such a deep connection with him, i didn’t want to lose him. if i fucked up our friendship, i’d never forgive myself for it. the last thing i ever wanted to do was hurt him, yet that was exactly what i was doing in the moment.

“i don’t know, i don’t even think i can pick” i spoke honestly.

“then why not give us both a shot?” chris asked.

“wait, what ?” i asked, confused.

“well, you wanna see if this is more than just tension, right ? and you wanna know if you have feelings for matt?” he asked.

“i mean, yeah” i answered.

“well, there’s a way to answer both of those questions” he spoke as he pointed to the bed.

my eyes widened at the implication , “sex?”

“if it’ll help you decide who you want, then why not?” chris asked.

“that’s not really the first approach i would’ve taken, but he’s not wrong” matt hesitantly agreed.

“obviously sex isn’t the only factor that goes into a relationship, but you already know all of the other factors. you know how we treat you outside of the bed, so maybe the key to your decision is what happens in it” matt spoke.

“i mean, if you don’t want to that’s fine but-” chris started. “i’m in” i cut him off.

“so, who’s first?” i asked playfully.

“me” chris spoke eagerly, “i mean, we should finish what we started earlier, right?” he tried to cover up his excitement.

“alright, get out of my room” matt started, ushering us out. “and please don’t be loud, i don’t wanna hear that shit”

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[raya-hunter01]

Ride

Jimmy Uso xOC(Kia) One-Shot

What happens when Jimmy pushes his girlfriend Kia too far and she has to remind him just who the hell she is.

Ok! We missing you Jimmy! Come on back home now,sir!

Jey's House

Pensacola, FL

“That shit is embarrassing Jimmy, and I’m tired of it.”

“I ain’t did shit, I been chillin’ all night, Kia.”

“I seen the way that bitch been looking at you all night and I don’t like the way you were lookin’ at her either Jimmy.” The argument in Jey’s driveway getting more heated by the second with his nonchalant attitude.

 “Look, I ain’t wit her no more, I’m wit you, and can’t nobody fuck dat up but you,” Jimmy said as I restrained myself from punching his cocky ass.

“Really, you smug son of bitch… Can’t nobody fuck it up but me? You know what? You got me fucked up; I don’t need you!”

“Look you know I ain’t mean it, I’m a lil drunk,” Jimmy said trying to reach for my hand.

“The exact reason we need to leave. I ain’t trying to act a fool in front of ya’ll coworkers but I will. I will set this motherfucka off and apologize to Jey tomorrow, keep playin’ with me.” I hissed moving so he couldn’t touch me.

“Kia, I ain’t playin’ baby, let’s just go back to the party. We can talk about this when we get home, even better we can just crash here,” Jimmy said as I nodded.

“Sure bae, go enjoy yourself, I’ll just follow your lead.”  The joy and relief in his face made me roll my eyes. He has no idea of the lesson I’m about to teach his ass.

Walking quietly back inside, the party was in full swing. Jimmy went straight over to Jey, Sefa and Joe while I went in search of Jey’s wife Tiffany.

Jimmy’s POV

“Twin, everything straight?” Jey asked as I nodded. “Yea, just Kia pissed bout Jessica being here.”

“Well, I didn’t invite her, she came as Cassie’s plus one.”

“You think I believe you?”

“I really don’t give a fuck if you don’t, and this ain’t about me. This is about you not knowing when you got a real one rockin’ wit yo’ dumb ass. So fix yo’ face, before I kick it in,” Jey said casually fixing himself a drink.

“Hell, she got a real one too, fuck you mean?” I scoffed, getting irritated with everybody trying to control me.

“You ain’t actin’ like one, hell my ex would neva. I let it be known, I’m married and you ain’t fuckin’ up my happy home.”

“Even if Jey did invite her, the problem is you didn’t send her ass on her way when she came over here flirtin’ wit you,” Sefa said as I threw my hands up in the air in frustration.

“Damn, everything my fault. I ain’t did nothing, and I didn’t respond to the shit she was sellin’.” I refused to see the problem in speaking to people.

“Not telling her you wit somebody and to get the fuck on makes it yo’ fault,” Jey said as Jessica was once again coming towards us.

“If you don’t tell dat girl to get the hell on, Kia need to break up wit yo’ ass.” Sefa’s words pissing me off.

“Damn, I can’t talk to people, it ain’t like I’m trying to fuck!”

“Hey Jimmy, I hope Kia didn’t get mad, I wasn’t trying to cause any problems. I mean we still can be friends,” she said as I smiled at her.

“You dumb as fuck,” Jey whispered as I frowned at his him. I felt like everybody was trippin’ for no reason.

“Aye, you wanna dance?” I asked as Jessica smiled.” I thought you’d never ask.”

“You a dumbass,” Sefa said shaking his head. “Yea, Kia gon’ hurt yo’ ass and I’mma let her,” Jey adding his two cents in only made me ignore them. “Let’s get it girl.”

“You gon' get it alright, a straight cap in your ass. Keep playin’ with dat girl.”

“Shut up, Jey, I’m grown.”

Kia’s POV

Oh, so he just gon’ ignore what I said, and think it’s ok. Drunk ass trying to piss me off.  Jimmy’s eyes focused on me as Jessica danced up on him.

“I’mma need you to breath Kia, I know how you get.” Tiffany said as I smiled at her.

“That girl ain’t no competition, he’s pissed and trying to piss me off thinking I’m trying to control him. He used to the women he dated letting him do what he wants but that’s not me. I will be by myself first; I don’t care how good the dick is.” Tiffany looked at them on the dance floor shaking her head in disgust.

“So, what you gonna do? You know we don’t fight over no men; we are too classy for that? Now beating his ass… Justified.”

“Nah, I’m cool, I’m just going to enjoy my night,” I said smoothing down my dress, pointing to our fellow coworker and ex-Carmelo Hayes who winked at me.

“Kia, you know Jimmy gon’ flip his shit if he sees you talking to that man,” she said with wide eyes.

“What’s good for the goose is good for the gander,” I said waving back at Carmelo.  “Bitch, I love you!” she screamed nudging me as Carmelo made his way towards us. “Shh, here he comes.”

Now Carmelo and I dated for a brief time when I was in NXT, but we broke up when I got called up to the main roster. The distance was too much, and we both agreed it was best to go our separate ways.

“Hey beautiful, it’s been a minute,” Carmelo said giving me a hug. “I know, and I’m sorry handsome.”

Our embrace, intimate and familiar as his hands caressed my lower back. “Damn, you lookin’ good, Ma and smellin’ good. Gon’ give me a lil spin for old time’s sake,” he whispered in my ear before pulling away and licking his lips. 

I swear I almost dropped to my knees right then and there and with an inaudible moan, I granted his request. I was playing with fire, but Jimmy had better shape up because sometimes old habits die hard, especially when they look like Melo.

“Ouuu, somebody mad.” Tiffany teased as I chuckled. “What’s up wit yo’ boy?” Carmelo asked pointing at Jimmy. His smile long gone, he was pissed and trying to figure out why Carmelo was talking to me.

I knew that look all too well, and Jessica was just standing there looking lost as always, trying to be relevant.

“Ignore him, I’mma teach his ass a lesson.”

 “I just can’t believe he approached me at smackdown but keeps fumbling you, typical Jimmy,” Carmelo said as I looked at him strangely.

 “What are you talking about?” Tiffany asked intrigued.

“When I got drafted to smackdown he paid me a visit,” he said casually as my eyes widened. “What!..... Why?!”

“He told me to stay away from you because you were his lady. I can’t tell though, cause’ he playin’ games with you. Ain’t no way I got you on my arm and I’m entertaining another woman.”

“Carmelo, he’s drunk and trying to piss me off.” I said as Carmelo scoffed.  “Still ain’t no excuse.”

“Ya’ll wanna go somewhere quiet and catch up before the warden comes?” Tiffany asked, pointing at Jimmy who had left the dance floor and was now talking to Jey.

Jey was laughing at the uncomfortable look on Jimmy’s face as he pointed in our direction, talking to his brothers and straight seething.

The shake of Sefa’s head and the smirk that followed, made me chuckle. I bet Jimmy was over there talking pure nonsense and losing his shit in no particular order.

I knew him, and what wouldn’t I give to be a fly on the wall over there right now. “Nah, we straight right here, I want him to see his future if he keeps playin’ with Kia.  All bets are off, and I’m comin’ for what was mine in the first place,” he said as I gulped.

He always was very vocal about his wants, and I loved that about him. I also loved how he didn’t play about me, even now. “Now Melo-”

“What I’m being honest, you know I’ve always loved you, Kia.” Suddenly a familiar hand caressed my lower back before I could respond.

“Hey, how you doin’ Melo?” Jimmy asked pulling me close as Tiffany cleared her throat.

“Oh, I’m good, just lettin’ Kia know how special she is. You should try it sometime instead of entertaining your ex.” I felt Jimmy tense next to me at his words.

“Ah shit,” I heard Jey whisper, stepping beside Tiffany and putting his arm around her. His ass was just trying to be nosey; I don’t know who he thought he was fooling.

“Kia knows she special, I tell and show her every day.  So, you can move along and find somebody else woman to aggravate,” Jimmy seethed as I pushed him away.

“I can’t tell, you’ve spent the night playin’ these childish games and up on that ditzy bitch.”

“See, I told yo’ stupid ass.” Jey muttered. “Jey, now ain’t the time a’ight.” The frustration and shock very apparent on his face.

“Carmelo, can you take me home? Maybe can watch a movie and catch up.” Hearing the low rumble and kiss of his teeth, I knew Jimmy was mere seconds from exploding.

Phase one and two complete, throw him off his game and establish you don’t need his ass. You choose to deal with him and having you in his world is a privilege. At any moment he can be replaced.

“He ain’t takin’ you nowhere, what the fuck you doin’, Kia?”

“Getting outta your way for you to do you, and I’m about to go do me.” I said continuing to look at Carmelo as he caught on quickly winking at me.

He knew once I went to get my things, I wouldn’t be returning but he was going to get one last shot in at Jimmy.

“I would love to take you home and see what the night holds for two old friends,” he said giving me a wink. I love a good team player that knows how to read the room and play his role perfectly.

“Good, let me get my coat and purse.” The pure shock on Jimmy’s face as I ignored him heading upstairs almost made me laugh.

 “Aye, we ain’t done talking Kia, and you ain’t going nowhere with him,” Jimmy said slightly raise his voice following behind me.

“I’ll be waiting, Kia.”

“She won’t be comin’ back down tonight. She’s goin’ to bed, so you can take yo’ ass on.”

“I thought I made it clear; Carmelo is taking me home.”  

“The fuck he is!” Jimmy shouted catching the door before it slammed in his face. “Aye, you ain’t going nowhere wit him, if anything we stayin’ here tonight cause we both been drinking,” Jimmy said locking the door behind him as I rolled my eyes, grabbing my purse and coat.

“Boy, you’ve done enough for tonight, don’t start acting sober now, move!” I yelled, pushing at his chest as he refused to move.

“Stop playin’ wit me Kia, you ain’t goin’ wit him,” Jimmy said going to put his drink down on the dresser.

Quickly I pulled the condom out my purse, hiding it in my hand.

Thank you, Vivica fox, I silently praised in my mind. I was ready to see him lose his shit cause’ he gon’ learn to stop playin’ wit me.

“Look, I’m leaving ok. Carmelo is just going to take me home and you can stay here and sleep it off. Just come by my house when you sober up,” I said once again trying to go around Jimmy, but he backed me up against the wall.

His breath hot on my neck as I tossed the condom on the floor, making it seem as if fell out of my purse. His wide eyes as he saw the condom falling was thing of beauty.

“What the fuck?” Jimmy uttered looking down at it for a few seconds before looking back at me in disbelief and anger.

Yea….He’s pissed…Sighing dramatically, I attempted to reach down and pick it up, but Jimmy firmly grabbed me by the arm, holding me in place.

“Let go of my arm, Jon.”

“Nah, don’t Jon me right now, stay yo’ ass right there.”  

Pushing him away, I leaned against the wall crossing my arms. His powerful primal gaze slowly igniting my fire as he stared into my soul….

 Yep…..He gone, gone now.

“What the FUCK you got a condom for Kia?!” he asked reaching down to pick it up as I smirked quietly to myself…. Got ya.

“You hear me talkin’ to you Kia?” His heated gaze bouncing between me and the condom still on the floor. I chose not to answer knowing it was pissing him off more.

“Woman, don’t make me ask yo’ ass again. What the fuck you got a condom for?!”

Woman?......Woman?.... Oouu, he big mad now, and I wanted him to be.

Quickly, I slipped back into my role of the tired, frustrated girlfriend as Jimmy angrily stood up and held the condom in front of my face.

“Give it back, Jimmy!” I snapped, reaching for it as he moved his hand.

The prominent scowl on his face turning me on. Damn, this was going to be intense as fuck, and I couldn’t wait. “Answer me Kia, why you got a condom, and we don’t use them?”

“Nothing, I just always carried one in my purse. It’s no big deal,” I said shrugging my shoulders as Jimmy growled, grasping my chin.

Phase three initiated cloud his mind with jealousy, then make him beg for it.

“So, you plannin’ on fuckin’ him, huh?” He asked, the raw passion building between us. Rolling my eyes, I snatched the condom back and put it in my purse.

“Everyone ain’t like you, flirting with their ex, Jimmy. Hell, I thought you had plans to take her home tonight instead of me since she was bouncing her flat ass on your dick all over the dance floor .”

“Stop playin’ with me Kia and answer the question. You plannin’ to lay down for him ain’t you?”

“Lay down for him?....Lay?......Now Jimmy, we both know that I do my best work on top,” I teased. The growl that escaped his lips making my pussy wet, I could almost feel him deep inside me now.

“I’mma kill this mothafucka.”

FINISH…. HIM

“Read my lips, Jimmy! The condom just fell outta my purse, it don’t mean I’mma use it, damn!” I said with an attitude, pissing him off even more.

“Nah, I ain’t stupid, you tryin’ to give him some pussy….My fuckin’ pussy at dat,” Jimmy said raising his voice as I fought to control my breathing.

His Pussy?

Ok, I couldn’t lie, I was loving this new possessive side to him. My pussy was a straight quivering mess, but I had to teach him a lesson.

“Ain’t nobody trying to do nothing, but if I was, it would be my business. It’s my damn body, not yours.”

“Your business?... Your body?... Is you crazy, Kia?”

“I said what I said, and I meant it. I can do what I want to do with my body.”  Damn, that infamous Uso scowl now on full display.

“Oh, it’s your body now, huh?”

“Yea, it’s my body Jonathon.” I felt his body twitch against mine as his real name fell from my lips. He was so turned on and pissed off, he didn’t know if he was coming or going.

 “Well, just this morning you told me every inch of you was mine. Couldn’t stop screaming that shit, tellin’ me how dat pussy belonged to me and only me,” he gloated, licking his lips and caressing my hips.

“Oh, well that was my complementary customer service voice, don’t’ read too much into it.”

“What the fuck dat mean?”

“You put in some good work this morning, and I wanted to boost you up a little. But at the end of the day, no matter how good you lay pipe I ain’t gon’ be disrespected how you did tonight.”

“Kia-”

“Nah, I done caught your act all night, and I ain’t in the business of keepin’ a man that wants to entertain other bitches and don’t want to be held down by a real one woman.”

“Kai, you know this type of stuff new to me.”

“Yea, cause’ your used to having your way because of who you are, but not with me.” I finished as he sighed. “Matter of fact you ain’t gotta be with me if that’s the type shit you wanna to do.”

“I ain’t never said I didn’t want to be wit you. I love yo’ ass….. You know I’m yours, stop trippin’,” Jimmy frowned.

“No, you stop trippin’, I told you from the beginning that I ain’t like them bitches you had in the past. I don’t share Jimmy, now move so Carmelo can take me home,” I said as Jimmy frowned.

“You still on dat shit? I done told you, he ain’t takin you no fuckin’ where. Don’t make me go downstairs and beat his ass, stop playin’ wit me forreal.”

 “Jimmy-”

“He gon’ be waiting till twin throw his ass out cause’ it ain’t happening. You ain’t leavin’ with him, Kia.” Jimmy said trying to put his foot down, taking off his shirt.

Oh, so his plan of attack is to dick me down to shut me up. No sir, Ryder is about to take control of this rodeo.

“I ain’t gotta do shit, and with the way you acted tonight, I don’t love you,” I said knowing it was a lie, and was only adding fuel to the fire.

“Oh, so you don’t love me, and you ain’t mine no more?” Jimmy asked, almost daring me to repeat what I had just said.

“I didn’t stutter Jimmy, now just go back downstairs and keep playin’ with Jessica.” The space between us nonexistent now as Jimmy pressed his body firmly against mine. I was fighting for dear life to not purr feeling his hard dick against me.

“You just have to have the last fuckin’ word.”

“And do, now move, I got somewhere to be.”

“Kia, we ain’t leave this gotdam room until we get this shit straight. So, I’mma ask you again. You ain’t mine?” he asked again in disbelief, his voice husky and smooth, clouding my judgement, but I remained strong.

 He knew I was full of shit, but I wasn’t about to abandon this mission. “No….I’m not yours.”

“Then tell me something if you ain’t mine, Kia?”

“What Jimmy?” I asked his sexy inviting smirk making me weaker by the second. I knew this game between us was about to go into sudden death overtime when he opened his mouth, and licked his middle and forefinger.

The simple, yet sexy display held me captive, as I anticipated his next move, and he knew it.

Come, on Kia snap out of it….

The sensual eye fucking we were engaging in grew more intense by the second.  Nudging my legs apart, he finally slipped his hand under my dress as I gasped, a sly smile adorning his face. I could only look away as he chuckled, then groaned at the realization that I didn’t have any panties on.

 “Look at me Kia, and tell me you ain’t mine,” he demanded, caressing my bare already wet pussy with his fingers.

“Not yours,” I gasped, his lips grazing the column of my neck.

“That shit turn you on when I say it don’t it? When I tell you that you mine and this my pussy,” he whispered, my heart racing as he licked his lips.. Damn I couldn’t speak.

“Yea, dat shit get you wet as fuck don’t it, Ma?” His deep raspy voice asked as I trembled against him in anticipation but tried to play it off.

 “W-What you talkin’ bout Jimmy?” The tremble in my voice exciting him. He knew he had me, but not for long.

“It’s ok, I got you, we both know this pussy all mine. I ain’t even really touched you yet, and you fuckin’ soakin’ wet,” Jimmy groaned, teasingly rubbing his fingers against my clit.

 A husky moan fell from my lips as I bit my lower lip trying to restrain myself. “Then you been walkin’ round all night in wit no panties on? You know what dat shit do to me, Ma.”

I could only moan as the same two fingers were now curling up against my g-spot. Slowly I began riding his fingers as Jimmy continued talking his shit.

“Answer me? If this ain’t my pussy, why she already creamin’ and ready to handle all this curve.”  

Though he was right, he was no pun intended too cocky and needed to be taken down a peg or two.

Phase four is now in progress… Time to make his ass remember just who the fuck you are.

“Prove it,” I whispered, Jimmy’s eyes darkened, my gentle giant long gone as he removed his fingers, anxiously gripping me by my thighs as I wrapping them around his waist.

“Nah, you prove me wrong,” Jimmy challenge, lowering his sweatpants and entering me swiftly as we both groaned in pleasure.

“You ain’t said nothin’ but a word,” I moaned capturing his lips in a passionate deep kiss, slowly grinding. A primal growl escaping Jimmy’s lips as he submitted to his fate. He loved it when I took control.

“Put your arms on the wall and leave them there.”  Not needing to be told twice, Jimmy did as instructed. Clasping my hands behind his neck, we continued to get lost in each other as our bodies moved in sync but make no mistake I was in control, and I was about to let his ass know it.

“Fuck, Kia,” Jimmy moaned against my lips, buckin’ his hips. “Nah, don’t move, this my show,” I gasped, licking his ear, beginning to bounce on his dick harder.  He was fighting an internal battle within himself to let me have control or lose all control.

“Shit, don’t stop..Yea….Ride dat dick.”

“You’ve been so bad tonight Daddy, I outta stop,” I teased licking and nibbling on his neck, his arms shaking against the wall as I worked him into a frenzy. My pussy welcoming him deeper with each methodical bounce, and swirl of my hips. Our moans of pleasure filling Jey’s guestroom.

“Shit, listen to my pussy, fuck,” Jimmy groaned as we shared a searing kiss, our tongues engaging in a passionate dance as I bounced faster, and harder.

The squelching sounds of my pussy giving new meaning to the words WAP as my essence coated Jimmy’s dick, and our thighs as our bodies met in a dance for control.

“Hell yea… Just…. Like….. That….. Fuck, you so tight, I’m tryin’ not to nut. Shit, you feel so good,” he moaned becoming weaker as I pulsed around him.

“Mmhm, I know and what you need to tell me, Daddy?” I moaned, kissing and nibbling on his lips knowing the lethal combo drove him nuts.

“Fuck, I’m sorry, Ma. Shit, just don’t stop.”

Go in for the kill Kia!

Moving my kisses to his neck, I moaned in victory hearing Jimmy’s groans of pleasure as I began sucking and nibbling on his neck. “This what you wanted?” I groaned swirling my hips meeting his thrusts as he growled.

“Mmhm, fuck yea, do dat shit. Can’t nobody do it like you, girl.” he praised as I smirked against his neck, his knees almost buckling from pleasure.

“So why you playin’ wit me then?” I moaned, chasing my nut and ridin’ him like Ciara told us in her song. This room is my circus, and I run this shit.

 “Uh, sh...Shit!” Jimmy groaned as I rode him to the brink but refused to give him release. “Mmhm, what do you need to say? I’m waitin’,” I taunted slowing down as he growled knowing he was losing the battle. His resolve slipping with each strategic bounce of my hips.

“Kia, shit, I’m sorry, you know it’s just you. Fuck you feel so good, listen to my pussy.”

“Yea, she drownin’ dat dick real good ain’t she?”

“Hell yea and I love it.”

“She don’t share though; can you handle that? Are you sure it just me you want because I’m selfish, Jimmy?” I teased slowing down once again as he hissed.

 “Mmm, come on you know you my girl…..My only girl, Kia.” He moaned as I gasped feeling him getting harder. “I don’t know, you been actin’ funny,” I gasped feeling my orgasm building even more.

 “Bae, I’ll straighten up, just let Ryder come out n play. I’ll be good from now on baby, fuck, I need her so bad,” he pleaded as I moaned at his words. “You want Ryder to come out n play baby?”

“Yes, I need her.”  Not needing to be told twice I adjusted myself bracing one hand on the wall and the other arm around his neck.

Our desperation to get closer to each other clouding our judgement as with ease I used the wall as leverage, riding him. “Shit, there’s Ryder.”

 “Uh huh, she’s here, Daddy….. Now keep your hands on the wall and bend your knees a little.”

“Oh shit!” Jimmy groaned at the new and deeper position, watching me with low hooded eyes.

“You gon’ stop playin’ wit me?”

 “Yes, I ain’t gon’ disrespect you again,” he declared as I leaned down capturing his lips in a passionate kiss. “Shit, you better not,” I groaned relishing in the feeling of us being one.

 “Fuck, Ryder….Get yo’ dick….Yea, ride dat shit.” The low growl in his throat as he met my thrusts, was turning me on even more. I felt like I was on fire from the inside out and I was about to explode.

 “I feel it, Ma, give it to Daddy. I’m bout to nut too,” Jimmy moaned almost reading my mind.

“Fuck! You feel so good, but I swear If you ever do some shit like what you did tonight again, I’m done.” I gasped wrapping my other arm back around his neck, bouncing with wild abandon up and down on his dick.

“I got you, oh fuccck. I g-got you,” he declared as I felt his thighs tighten even more. “You betta have me,” I groaned, nipping at his lower lip before his lips devoured mine. Taking my breath away.

I knew I had to be sure he understood as it took everything within me to stop kissing him. “Mmm, tell me what you gon’ do Jon?” .

“Shit, I ain’t gon’ do nothin’ wrong no mo. I ain’t losing you, I’mma make it right, I promise bae,” he groaned as I smirked in victory claiming his lips once again.  His body trembling against mine as our tongues battled for control. “Mmm, you win Ma,” he moaned finally surrendering all to me as I smiled against his lips.

 “Yea, that’s what I thought,” I gloated, his desperate moans music to my ears as with each bounce I pulsed around his dick rendering him helpless and trying to fight what was about to come.

“Shit! Wait not yet Kia,” he pleaded as I chuckled ignoring him. He was trying so hard to not cum but I knew it was game over for him and myself.

“Nah, you wanted Ryder, now you got her. Now get this nut.” 

“Fuck, gon' do dat shit then, I’m yours,” he moaned as I purred. “I’m yours too, but can’t nobody fuck dat up but you,” I moaned throwing his words back in his face. 

“I ain’t baby, I promise, fuck you finna nut,” he groaned.

“Yeaa, you feel it don’t you..I’m bout to nut real good on my dick...It is mine right?"

“Fuck, you know it's yours. Come on Kia, fuck, I need you so bad," Jimmy pleaded as his breath hitched, as sweat gathered at his brow.

“Mmhm, and when I squirt on it, you betta nut in yo’ pussy like you ain’t neva nutted before,” I demanded arching against him, relishing in him being so deep inside me as I came throwing him into his own mind-blowing end.

“Yeess, fuck….Damn, you drive me crazy, but I love yo’ ass,” Jimmy gasped, wrapping his arms around me and holding me close as we came down off of our mind blowing high.

I started to say something smart because he moved his hands off the wall without permission, but it felt so good to be wrapped up in his powerful arms, that I just decided to be truthful.

 “I love you too, very much but stop taking me for granted.”

“I got you, Ma…It ain’t gon’ happen again.”

“It better not, or Ryder gon’ have to find another man who appreciates her.”

“The hell you say…We locked in Ma, I done told you that. I swear from now on, I’mma be blockin’ them birds like the matrix. I ain’t fuckin’ up what we got for noboby.  I ain’t finna lose you, I love you, Kia.”

“I love you too and I’m glad you finally see things my way, Jonathon.”

“I do and, in a minute, you bout to see shit my way too. Fuck, I can’t wait to tie yo’ ass to this bed and have my way wit you.”

“Oouu, promise,” I chuckled as he growled carrying me to the bed.

“Yea, I promise, but first I need a nap. You know what Ryder does to me,” he whispered as I settled in his arms chuckling in victory.

“Yea, I know baby, but you love her anyway.”

“Damn fuckin’ right I do but I love Kia Johnson even more,” he whispered against my lips as I sighed in contentment.

“And I love you, Jonathon Fatu.”

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boxer!todo who trains almost every damn day. always wanting to be at his top physique at all times.

boxer!todo who lets you come with him to every training session or workout at the gym so you don’t get lonely.

boxer!todo who is undefeated due to his raw strength and ability to adjust to anyone’s fighting style. he’s beaten men bigger and faster than him because he’s just that good.

boxer!todo who doesn’t allow you to come to some of his fights. not wanting you to see how gruesome it could get in the ring.

“papa why notttt” you whined, feet stomping on the ground as you followed your boyfriend around the house. “cause i can tell how it’s gonna go. ion want you seeing all the blood and bruises ma.” he said calmly as he bent down to grab a water from the fridge. “but he was talkin so much shit at the press conference. talkin bout how he’s the best and how you never gon amount to him. wish i could fuck that nigga up myself.” you mumbled your last sentence, making todo chuckle as he watched how upset you were getting. you took the insults worse than him, and he was the one getting them. “don’t worry mama ima whoop his ass. jus need you t’stay here when the day comes while i go handle my business, aight?”

boxer!todo who spends his day offs taking you out or chilling with you at home.

boxer!todo who spoils you rotten with most of his money. if there’s was something you liked, expect it to be at your doorstep within the next week.

boxer!todo who makes sure you always have a good view of him at the fights he lets you attend. loving how you scream for him when he does a move he’s been working on or how you’re quick to lift him up when he takes a particularly hard hit.

“cmon pa we eat those”

“you got it baby hit him in the body”

“focus todo! you not done yet!”

“uhh huhhh he can’t fuck wit you baby”

he loved hearing your pretty voice.

boxer!todo who made sure to give you a reward for keeping him in check during ever match.

“you my good little motivator ain’t you mama?” his thrusts were quick, large hand pressed down lightly on your stomach so he could feel himself moving inside of you. “mhmm. you d-did so good daddy” you moaned. todo smiled as he began fucking you deeper, making your back arch off the bed as he caressed your cheek with his other hand. “did good ‘cause i had you there to cheer me on. love makin my pretty girl proud. you proud of me ma? lemme hear you say it.” todo didn’t care about how anyone else felt about him, but you. always seeking your validation after a good fight. “m’so proud of you. there’s n-nobody better papa.” “uhh huh. nobody.”

boxer!todo who also fucks you so good when he’s not happy with his performance after barely winning a fight that should’ve been “light work” for him. feeling that since he couldn’t give his all in the ring he’ll make up for it in the bedroom.

boxer!todo who never went out partying after his fights. always choosing to relax at home with you rather than be in a room with a bunch of drunk guys and bitches with their asses out.

boxer!todo who has you wear his chain during every match. you bought him the chain as a gift when he won his first fight as a pro boxer. it wasn’t the most expensive, but it was still worth a lot. you saved up for months to get it for him and he almost cried when you showed it to him.

“you didn’t have to-” “yes i did. you been working so hard and you deserve it. gon be the best there ever was baby” todo’s eyes began to water as he let you put the chain around his neck. it fit nice, sitting right over his strong pecs. “cant wear it while i fight so ima need you t’keep it safe f’me. that okay ma?” you nodded your head before giving him a passionate kiss on the lips. “i don’t mind wearin it as long as you continue to think of me” todo smiled, wrapping an arm around your waist as he pulled your head into his broad chest. “always.”

boxer!todo who keeps a level head for most of his fights, never really letting the trash talk at the conferences get to him. he saw no point in trying to get a rise out of his opponent and felt that they should feel the same way, but they never did. there was only one time he let his anger take over and it nearly got him disqualified.

“a.t how do you feel about your ability to win this fight” the reporter said. todo kept his face serious as he thought about his answer. “well i been training real hard, learning some new skills. i feel like if i keep my head straight and fall through with my plans i should be able to win this thing.” he toyed with his chain as he spoke, not really thinking anything of this little event and just wanting to get home to his pretty girlfriend. the reporter asked his opponent the same question, and while he answered he noticed todo wasn’t paying attention to him at all. still playing with the gold around his neck. he noticed that it was the same chain he’d see you wearing when he would come to scout todo’s matches. a smirk planted on his face before he uttered something he’d come to regret. “yea i know ima win. and after i do, ima bring me a honey home. might even give his little girlfriend a taste since i heard she got a thing for winners.” loud gasps immediately filled the room as well as your living room while you watched the whole thing live on the edge of your couch.

everyone waited for todo to retaliate, but he didn’t. he kept calm as a small chuckle flew from his lips. holding his head down as he began to crack his knuckles. “we’ll see.” was all he said before the press moved on with their next question. everyone thought he was fine. his opponent even slumped down in his chair a little more as he thought his insult did absolutely nothing, but you knew the truth. todo only cracked his knuckles when he was angry. really angry. usually only doing so to keep himself from punching or breaking something. when he got home that night he acted as if everything was fine, but you could tell he thought about it all the time. by the way he’d hit the punching bag with a little more force than usual or how he nearly sent his trainer flying out the ring before walking towards his locker room. todo was pissed.

when the day came he made you promise not to come to or watch the fight. the seriousness in his tone made you worry, but you fell through with your promise because it meant so much to him. when todo came home it was a lot earlier than you’d imagine. his fights usually took thirty minutes to an hour, but at this rate his opponent couldn’t have lasted longer than the first round. “you win?” voice small as you watched your boyfriend quietly walk straight towards the bedroom. “mhm…” he walked into the room, closing the door behind him. you scrambled to your phone to see what could have him acting like this. a quiet gasp left your lips as you watched clips of the very short fight. like you thought, the poor guy didn’t last the first round. receiving blow after deadly blow from your boyfriend before eventually getting punched so hard in the face that he flew to the other side of the ring. “mama get in here! need you right now.” you smiled before taking a deep breath and skipping your way to your bedroom.

boxer!todo who fucked you the best when he was hot and jealous after a fight.

[mymindcreatedthis]

The Captain(18+)

Leah Williamson x Reader

Warning: Smut, Language, unprotected sex, breeding, creampies, Throat pies, (Leah receiving) blowjob, Leah receiving head, Teasing, Postions: Missionary, Standing up, Doggy position.

Word count: 3,871

(*Y/n's pov*)

I blush darkly at the naked girl in front of me. She smirks and pushes me back onto the bed. She bites her lip and lays between my legs. She kisses and rubs my bulge over my shorts.

I moan in pleasure as she does this. "Mmm fuck."

The girl giggles. "Mmm so hard. I can feel you throbbing."

She playfully tugs at the waist band of my shorts silently asking for permission. I nod, I bite my lip and watch the beautiful Burnett slide my shorts and boxers down my legs and toss them off to the side.

My dick springs out once it's freed from its confinement. "Fuck baby, you're huge." Leah says as she measures my dick with her forearm.

I blush darkly. "T-Thanks."

Leah giggles, she slowly strokes my dick and swirls her tongue around the tip. I moan in pleasure as she does this.

"Relax baby, relax and enjoy." Leah says.

Once I'm hard Leah takes my dick in her mouth. I moan as Leah slowly bobs her head. "Mmm fuck just like that."

Leah hums against my dick, she wraps her arms around my thighs and bobs her head a bit faster. Leah chokes as gags a bit as my tip hits the back of her throat.

"S-Shit, just like that's, I'm gonna cum buckets." I moan in pleasure.

Leah plays with my balls as she bobs her head even faster. I moan, after another 5 minutes of an amazing blow job I feel that all to familiar feeling in my balls.

"Leah baby.... I'm gon-" I'm unable to warn her in time. I bust my load in her mouth.

Throat pie:

I moan, my legs shake and buckle in pleasure as I finish inside Leah’s mouth. Leah chokes and gags a bit as I cum in her mouth.

I moan in pleasure coming down from my high as the last of my cum oozes inside her mouth. Leah swallows my load; she gets the rest of my cum. My dick falls from her mouth and falls limp.

Leah smiles and shows me a mouth full of cum. Cum drips down her chin. Leah smiles and swallows my load.

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I groan as my alarm blares through the room waking me up. I sigh, I roll over and turn off my alarm. I look around the room and don't see Leah. I smile as I hear humming and the shower running.

After a few minutes the bathroom door opens and Leah comes into the room. She smiles when she sees me. "Hey beautiful how'd you sleep?"

I smile as she greets me. "I slept good, how did you sleep?"

Leah smiles, she lays on my bed between my legs on her stomach and rests her hand on my thigh. I smile and look down at her, we hold eye contact for 10 minutes just looking at each other and smiling at each other. Her hand rubs my thigh.

"What do you have planned for today?, I smile and look down at her admiring her beauty.

(*Leah’s Pov*)

I woke up at 7:30 this morning. When I woke up Y/n was super hard and having a wet dream. She was moaning my name and stroking her dick. I bite my lip and squeeze my thighs together as I feel myself getting soaking wet. I take off my shorts and panties. I set them to the side and lay on my bed.

I rub my soaking wet folds. I moan quietly as I slip a finger in slowly touching myself to the side of Y/n jerking off.

"Mmm fuck." I moan in pleasure, I massage my boob. My legs shake a bit in pleasure, I bite my lip and slip in a second finger. I moan and finger myself a bit faster, Y/n moans in pleasure and cutely grips the sheets and moans a bit louder as she strokes her dick.

Y/n's breathing gets heavier letting me know she's close to cumming. Her face contorts, veins in her neck are visible as she continues jerking off. I moan in pleasure as I finger myself a bit faster.

"God oh fuck." I moan and take my finger out, I grab the pillow and hump/ grind against the pillow. I gasp and moan as I squirt on the pillow case and on the sheets, my legs shake and buckle a bit as I squirt.

I moan and grind against the pillow faster and rougher. I moan as I feel the knot in my stomach, fuck this felt Amazing. I've never touched myself like this before and never used a pillow before.

I moan as I reach my climax, I moan and slowly grind against the pillow riding out my high. I moan in pleasure as I finish myself off and come down from my high. My cum and juices cost the pillow case, Y/n moans loudly and cums like crazy.

Cum shoots up into the air and lands on her abs. Cum coats her fingers and hand as she slowly strokes her dick, the last of her cum oozing out. She cutely moans coming down from her high and falls back asleep.

I smile, and moan. My clit was sensitive, she was so cute and hot. Truth is I have a huge crush on Y/n she's my best friend. I'm scared to tell her cause I'm scared that I'll ruin our friendship. I couldn't help but check her out, her ass. Her ass looked so good in her kit shorts and boxers. Fuck don't even get me started on her abs.

Her abs are ripped and toned, I've had many dirty thoughts of me riding her abs and getting off on her abs. I love everything about her, her smile, her eyes, her laugh. She's just perfect in every way, I look over at her and smile as she sleeps. She looks so peaceful, I grab a new pair of clothes and go into the bathroom.

I close the door and lock it. I start the shower, and get in. I stand under the water, I close my eyes and let the water soak my hair and body. After 5 minutes, I start cleaning and washing my hair and then start cleaning and washing my body.

After a little while, I finish up in the shower. I turn off the shower and step out, I dry off and get dressed. As I'm getting dressed, I hear Y/n's alarm going off.

I brush my hair and teeth, once I finish I come back into the room. I smile as I see her awake. "Hey beautiful how did you sleep?" I ask her.

Y/n smiles. "I slept like a baby. How did you sleep?"

I smile. "I slept good too."

She smiles and looks at me. I smile and lay on her bed, I lay on my stomach between her legs. I rest my hand on her thigh, Y/n smiles and looks down at me. We both get lost in each others eyes, we both lay there for 10 minutes smiling at each other and getting lost in each others beauty.

I smile and rub her thigh. "Do we have any plans for today?" I ask her.

"I got training with the other keepers but other than that I'm free all day." Y/n says. "I gotta get ready though."

"Oh....Right." I giggle and move so she can get up and get ready. She grabs new clothes and goes into the bathroom. I bite my lip and check out her ass as she walks to the bathroom.

She gets changed, she brushes her teeth and hair and comes back into the bathroom. I shake the thought and put on my shoes and leave the room. I shoot Y/n a text letting her know that I was going out with Georgia and Beth for breakfast and coffee.

I get to the place and go inside. I find the girls, I smile and greet them. I smile and hug them.

(*Y/n's pov*)

I was panicking as I was getting dressed and ready for my day. I was having a gay panic attack, Leah was laying between my legs and rubbing my thigh. I don't know how she didn't see my bulge, my dick was throbbing.

I was fighting every urge to kiss her and take her right there. I was so in love with her but I was too much of a pussy to make a move. I'm in love with my best friend and I'm scared that I'll ruin my friendship if I make a move.

I meet the girls and assistant coach for our training. Training is 2 hours long, after 2 hours I go back to mine and Leah’s room. Leah still wasn't back yet c I take my shoes off and set them off to the side.

I walk over to my bed, as I'm walking to my bed I notice one of Leah’s pillows has a dried wet spot on it. I grab the pillow and look at it. It looked kind of wet still and fresh, I bite my lip and adjust to my shorts. I hold the pillow case up to my nose and take a big whiff of it.

"Leah you naughty girl." I moan as I smell the pillow. The pillow was covered in her juices, I lay on her bed. I take off my shorts and boxers and grab my sex toy, I slide my dick in my toy and slowly move the flesh light up and down on my dick as I sniff the pillow case.

I moan in pleasure and move the toy up and down faster as I smell the pillow case. "Mmm fuck." I close my eyes and picture her naked and grinding against the pillow. I moan as I move the toy up and down faster and faster. I picture her sweating and grinding against the pillow. Sweat dripping down her toned abs and face as she reaches up and massages her boobs and continues to get off in the pillow and moan my name.

I moan as I feel myself getting close to cumming. I snap back to reality when I hear the door to the room open and close, I open my eyes. I blush darkly and quickly drop the pillow case and cover myself as Leah sees me naked in her bed with the pillow case.

Leah’s mouth hangs open and she blushes darkly as she sees the site in front of her. "Ahh L-Leah W-What are you d-doing back?" I stutter and blush darkly in embarrassment.

Leah bites her lip and looks at my crotch. "W-What are you doing?" She asks.

I could tell she was turned on. "I'm sorry.... I found your s-stained pillow case. I couldn't help myself." I stutter in embarrassment.

Leah bites her lip. "Why didn't you tell me it was this bad?" She asks.

"I didn't want to trouble you with it." I say, I bite my lip and she unbuttons her jeans and slides her jeans and panties down her legs and tosses them to the side.

Leah smirks, she takes off her shirt and bra and tosses them to the side. "Why the toy baby? You can just fuck me instead." She says seductively.

She sexily crawls towards me on the bed. Leah gently moves my hand and moves the blanket exposing my dick.

"Fuck baby, you're huge." Leah says as she measure my dick with her forearm.

"T-Thanks." I blush darkly.

"Mmm so big and hard." Leah says seductively.

Leah wraps her hand around my dick and slowly strokes my dick. I moan and lay back as she does this.

"Feel good?" Leah asks stroking my dick a bit faster.

"Mmm feels so good." I moan.

I moan in pleasure, once I'm hard Leah takes my dick in her mouth. The tip of my dick hits the back of her throat. Leah chokes and gags a bit, as she slowly bobs her head.

"Ugh fuck." I moan in pleasure.

Leah rests her heads on my thighs. She hums against my dick and bobs her head a bit faster. "Oh fuck Leah. Right there just like that." I moan.

I moan, I run my fingers through her hair and hold her hair up as she continues to give me head and sucks the soul out of my dick.

"Mm fuck I'm gonna cum buckets if you keep doing that." I moan in pleasure.

Leah takes my dick out of her mouth. "Cum in my mouth daddy. I'm thirsty, give me that cum." Leah says seductively as she strokes my dick. "Cum all over my tits and face. Cover my tits and face in cum." Leah says seductively.

Fuck that may have been the hottest thing I've heard. She spits all over my dick covering my dick in spit. Sis strokes my dick faster, I moan as I feel myself getting close to cumming. My breathing gets heavier letting her know that I'm close to cumming.

She takes my dick back in her mouth and bobs her head faster as she plays with my balls. I moan Loudly in pleasure and grip the sheets. After another minute of an amazing blowjob I feel that all to familiar feeling in my balls.

Throat pie:

I can't take it anymore, I bust my load in her mouth. Leah chokes and gags a bit as I cum in her mouth. Leah swallows my load, she gets the rest of my cum. My dick falls from her mouth.

Leah smiles and shows me a mouth full of cum. Some cum drips down her chin.

"Swallow my cum baby." I say and gently rub her chin.

Leah smiles and swallows my load. "Mmm tasty." Leah says, she smiles and kisses my dick and licks it. "Mmm you cum buckets." Leah says.

Leah pushes me back against the bed and straddles my lap. She lines my dick up with her pussy she pushes my tip in and slowly sinks down on my dick. She moans as she takes my length deep inside her.

"Mmm fuck." Leah moans.

I moan as I'm really deep inside her. "Mmm I thought you were big in my mouth. I feel full with you deep inside me." Leah says.

I moan and place my hands on her ass. Leah takes a moment to adjust to my size. Leah slowly slides up and down on my dick. I moan in pleasure, I take off my shirt and bra and toss them to the side.

Leah places her hands on my boobs. Leah massages my boobs a bit roughly as she rides my dick a bit faster. I moan in pleasure and slap her ass.

"Mm fuck, I love when you spank my ass." Leah moans.

I smirk, I didn't know Leah was into spanking. I moan and squeeze her ass as she continues to ride my dick. I moan and spank her ass, Leah moans and slides up and down in my dick faster.

"Ahh fuck right there." I moan in pleasure.

"You like that daddy? Does that feel good?" Leah asks seductively.

"Mmm feels so good." I moan.

"G-Good. You deserve a release, you've been so tense and stressed." Leah moans.

I moan in pleasure. "I-I'm S-Sorry."

"Don't apologize baby, it's okay. Everyone gets tense and stressed out." Leah moans. "My goal Keeper is Stressed. Let your captain help you out baby."

I moan, Leah slides up and down on my dick faster slamming her ass down. Her skin slapping against mine as I've moans echo throughout the room.

"Fill me up.... I'm not gonna stop riding you until you fill me up." Leah moans seductively.

I moan as I feel myself getting close to cumming. "Ahh fuck baby I'm closes." I moan l.

"Ahh me too, I'm gonna squirt." Leah moans loudly in pleasure.

Leah moans loudly in pleasure. Leah grips into the head board, she balances herself and rides my dick faster and faster. Leah moans loudly in pleasure and squirts all over the sheets, my lap and all over my abs.

I moan, Leah’s legs shake and buckle in pleasure as she squirts. I moan as I feel that all too Familiar feeling in my balls.

"Leah baby I'm gonna cum." I moan in pleasure.

"Yes fill me up. Fill me up with your cum." Leah moans in pleasure cutely begging me for my load.

Creampie #1:

I moan in pleasure, I can't take it anymore. I bust my load deep inside her. Leah moans and cums all over my dick. We both moan as I shoot ropes of thick sticky cum inside her and paint her walls white.

"Mm fuck." Leah moans as I pump her full of cum filling her to the brim.

I help Leah ride out her high. Once we both come down from our highs Leah slowly gets off my dick. Cum immediately coats her folds and drips down her thighs and drips onto my sheets and onto my lap and dick.

I bite my lip and watch Leah lick the cum off my dick and lap and off my abs. I smile and flip us around. I lay Leah down in Missonary I smile and kiss her.

Leah smiles and kisses back. My tip rubs against her folds and pokes her inner thigh as I make out with her.

"Mmm put it back in baby." Leah says seductively she bites her lip and watches as I slide my dick back inside her pussy.

"Mm so wet and warm." I moan.

Leah giggles and kisses me. "Mmm I love your dick and cum deep inside me." Leah says.

I smile and rest my head against hers and look deep into her eyes as I slowly thrust in and out of her. Leah moans and wraps her legs around my waist holding me close leg trapping me so I can't pull out.

"Mmm fuck." I moan loudly in pleasure.

Leah smirks and looks deep into my eyes. "Mm plant your seed deep inside me, ugh fuck make me your personal cum dump." Leah moans loudly in pleasure.

"Yeah slut? You want my load deep inside you?" I ask teasing her.

"Yes, fill me up..... Fill me up." Leah begs.

My dick slips and falls out of her. "Put it back in, put it back in." Leah begs.

I quickly slide my dick back inside her. "Yes daddy, right there." Leah moans in pleasure.

"Mm fuck." I moan as I feel her walls clench around my dick.

"Mmm I'm gonna squirt." Leah Moans.

I smirk, I go at an angle and pound her g spot. Leah screams in pleasure and squirts like crazy, her legs shake and buckle in pleasure as she squirts. I smirk and pound her g spot faster and faster.

My balls slap against her skin as our moans fill the room. I moan as I feel myself getting close to cumming. “Leah baby.... I'm close." I moan.

"Yes cum in me, cum in me." Leah moans in pleasure.

Creampie #2:

I can't take it anymore, I bust my load deep inside her. Leah moans and cums all over my dick. We both moan as I continue to shoot ropes of thick sticky cum inside her and fill her up.

"Mm fuck, so much cum." Leah moans.

I moan as I continue to cum inside her coming down from my high. I help Leah ride out her high, once we both come down from our highs I slowly pull out of her.

Cum oozes out of her, thick cum glazes her folds and oozes onto the bed. Leah smiles and gets up. She loves to the middle of the bed and gets on all fours. Cum oozes and drips onto the bed.

"Still got enough cum left for one more round?" Leah asks seductively and shakes her ass. I smirk and nod and move behind her.

I grab her ass and squeeze it a bit, Leah moans quietly as I squeeze her ass. I smirk and spank her ass, Leah moans in pleasure. "Mm yes spank my ass daddy. Please ugh spank my ass." Leah moans.

I smirk and spank her ass. "Like this?" I question.

"Yes just like that." Leah moans in pleasure.

"Mm so wet and warm." I moan in pleasure.

Leah giggles and moans. "Mmm fuck."

I place my hand on her hip and pull her hair with my other hand. Leah moans as I do this, I moan and slowly thrust in and out of her.

We both moan in pleasure. "F-Faster."

I thrust in and out of her faster and faster. My balls slap against her skin as our moans fill the room. We will probably be ambushed by the team tomorrow but fuck it.

"Fuck...Fuck....Fuck." Leah moans out with each thrust.

I moan, I dig my nails in her ass as I pound her g spot from behind. We both moan in pleasure as I go at an angle, and pound her g spot. Leah screams in pleasure and squirts like crazy again.

I moan, I don't think I can last much longer. I become a moaning mess as I feel her walls clench around my length letting me know she was close.

"Mm fuck." I moan.

I moan, I thrust into her faster and harder. My balls slap against her skin as our more fill the room.

"Fuck yes, give me your load." Leah moans.

I moan loudly in pleasure, I slap her ass. Leah giggles and moans. "Mmm fuck." Leah moans.

"Mm fuck baby I don't think I can last much longer." I moan.

"Don't you dare pull out." Leah moans.

"You're getting every load and every last drop." I moan in pleasure.

"Mmm yes please. I've been a good girl daddy, please make me your cum dump." Leah moans out.

I moan and dig my nails into her ass as I pound her faster and harder. I moan as I feel that all to familiar feeling in my balls.

Creampie #3:

I can't take it anymore, I bust my load deep inside her. Leah moans and cums all over my dick. We both moan as I shoot ropes of thick sticky cum inside her painting her walls white.

I help Leah ride out her high, once we both come down from our highs I slowly pull out of her. Thick cum oozes out of her pussy and coats her folds and drips down her thighs and onto my dick and onto the bed.

"Mm fuck." Leah moans as my cum continues to leak out. I giggle and kiss her lovingly and deeply.

Leah lays with me and cuddles with me. I kiss her head, I hold her close to me and we end up falling asleep.

[muwapsturniolo]

✯𝐖𝐞 𝐂𝐫𝐲 𝐓𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫✯

IN WHICH… we experience a rather aggressive argument between a toxic couple.

WARNINGS... yelling, swearing, pushing, mentions of drugs, mentions of stripping, asshole/toxic!chris, toxic!reader, mentions of disrespecting mothers, smut.

"Fuck you nigga! "

"Nah fuck you bitch!"

"Fuck you! You got me fucked up!"

Chris rolls his eyes and goes to spark a blunt, irritated with the whole situation. He doesn't even know how this argument started, one minute the home was quiet, and the next they are down each other's throats.

But it was nothing new.

Hearing Y/n in the bathroom talking shit about Chris to herself irks him even more.

"I'm so fucking tired of these emotionally ungrateful ass bitches"

"Shut the fuck up Chris!" Y/n shouts from the bathroom, Chris still going on.

"-Unstable, confrontational ass dumb bitches!" His voice gets louder as he purposely eggs her on, knowing it will only piss her off even more. "You always want to bring me down even when I'm trying to do right, I been told you we could go our own separate fucking ways and move on with our lives!"

Y/n storms out of the bathroom, tears running down her face, messing up her makeup for work. She has the nastiest look on her face as she bends down in Chris's face.

"Trying to do right? Fuck you, you always want to have a pity party! I'm not gon' show up! On some Outkast shit, you like to act like your shit don't stank, motherfucker grow up!" Chris jumps up from his seat and pushes her back, making her stumble but she keeps going.

"You always late for shit-" She motions to the bills on the table,"-won't buy shit, sit around and just deny shit! You always wanna fuck another bitch then mess up my shit!" She pushes him back.

"What? Fuck up your shit? You're tweaking the fuck out! You must be bleeding or some more shit! I don't know shit about that!" Chris lies through his teeth. He knew what Y/n was screaming about.

It was no secret he would cheat on her and come back home and lay in the same bed, begging for sex to make himself feel better only to through off her PH.

"You on some ho shit don't try to lie! See I don't know why you like playing mind games with me-what the fuck are you on about?!- Bitch I'm not slow or ditzy, I know when you're being distant, I know when you fake busy and out here cheating!"

Chris rubs over his face in exhaustion, "You're fucking tweaking! Who's the one that got you that big ass chain?"

"And who is the one that totaled a car in my name?" Y/n shoots back as she snatches off the chain and throws it at his chest.

"You think I'm going to kiss your ass or something?'' Y/n laughs and brushes past him, getting ready to walk into the bedroom. "Nah you a lame nigga, fuck you."

"You know what? Fuck you bitch!"

"No, fuck you nigga!"

The two stand there in the middle of the dining room screaming and cursing at each other once more.

Realizing she's going to be late for work, she pushes past him and walks into the bedroom, Chris hot on her heels.

"I've wasted too much of my time and energy trying to be good to you. I've lost friends and family, gained more enemies because of you! I got bitche showing up to my job, keying up my car because of you! I should have listened to my momma and moved back!"

Chris scoffs and crosses his arms at her words, "Oh and all that's my fault? You're resulting in guilt or power tripping? I held your ass down!" She whips towards him, stabbing her finger in his chest.

"You were the one who kept me down there's a big difference! I stay stressing myself out trynna figure out why I'm not good enough! going to church, praying for you, searching for good in us! little dick ass nigga that's trynna go big-" She scoffs and turns around to finish packing her work bag.

"But you were sucking this dick though." Chris chides in a snobby tone.

"Well I should have sucked his." Chris roughly grabs her arm, turning her around and shoving her against the wall.

"What did you say?" He squints at her, trying to make sure he heard her correctly.

"I should have found a bigger dick!" she claps in his face, bushing past him to grab her things. "Man shut the fuck up saying that dumb ass shit!"

"Ahaaa you're mad, little feeling is shot!"

She laughs as she walks out of the room with her things. "Go text that raggedy bitch and tell her you're all that she's got. Let her know that you're packing your shit and have to be gone by the first." She grabs her keys off the counter, but Chris is quick to snatch them out of her hand.

"Give me these fucking keys, you're not leaving!"

"Give me my keys, I'm going to be late to work!" She shouts in annoyance. "What that job as a stripper? Man fuck that, today's gonna be the day you walk to that bitch!"

"Give me my keys!" She feels her anger finally reaching its peak, all the arguing finally getting to her.

"Nah I like seeing the car parked in this bitch."

"Give me my fucking keys!" She shouts loudly and reaches for the clanking metal in his hands. Chris quickly moves them out of her reach, laughing in her face as she did to him earlier. "ahaaa now you mad at me! I got you hollering for nothing!"

"I do the same when we fucking!" She snips back quickly.

"That's why your shit loose!"

"That's why I act like I'm cumming!"

"I'd rather fuck off the juice!"

"I'd rather fuck on your cousin"

Chris shoves her into the wall once again, her bag falling out of her arms and onto the floor. He was already angry but the gleam in his eye was different now. Y/n knows she fucked up, but she's not going to back down.

"Bitch what the fuck did you just say?" Chris asks getting in her face.

"You heard me, it ain't nothing. Fuck you!"

It's the same cycle, both of them throwing around the phrase "fuck you" back and forth, both of them headstrong and not wanting to back down.

Chris finally backs away, sitting down on the couch and getting ready to spark a blunt. "I don't even know why I fuck with you."

"I'll be damned if I'm stuck with you!" she shouts back, tears forming in her eyes once more. She can feel herself getting ready to break down

"I'm changing my number and ducking off on you bitch." He says calmly as if they weren't just arguing. "Whatever is comfortable bitch." She says throwing one of the couch pillows at him and knocking the blunt out of his hand. Chris smacks his lips and glares up at her.

"This the shit that couples do? I should have thought twice bout cuffin you." He knows his words hurt her, the way her tears finally spill over her waterline.

"Fuck you, you dirty and broke!"

"And you're goofy and gullible, that's your own fault."

Y/n scoffs and gets in his face, "All those insecurities you have? Won't mind fuck me. You're a womanizer and got no affection from your momma I see." Chris jumps up getting in her face.

"Don't speak on my mom, what the fuck is your problem bitch?"

"Oh fuck her, that bitch doesn't like me!"

"She literally helped you out, got you a car!"

"And she used the shit to throw in my face! I just find it funny how you can't apologize to me, all this is your fault! you're egotistical, narcissistic, and you're a liar bro!"

Y/n feels as if she's losing her mind, not thinking straight at all. she never used to be like this, not until Chris.

"See you're the reason that strong women are fucked up! Why they say it's a man's world! Overlooked, Underpaid, Under-booked, always shamed-" she's going off on a tangent that doesn't even make sense to Chris. He knows he broke her down, making her lose every ounce of dignity and clear mind she had.

"What the fuck are you on abo- I'm flawed, I'm pained, never yours, but I remain! You're the reason bitches start fucking bitches, tired of broke bum niggas that'll never change. You're the reason bitches start calling yall bitches, cause yall useless-alright bro" Chris rubs over his face in exhaustion.

"Said I'm tired of these emotional-ass, ungrateful-ass bitches Fake innocent, fake feminist, stop pretendin'. Let's talk the truth, women in general just can't get along. When Tasha got a man you stopped answering the phone!"

Y/n smacks his hat off of his head and tries to walk away but Chris holds her in place, gripping her arm harshly.

" What the fuck is you talkin' 'bout?" She breathes out in annoyance. Chris continues to glare down at her, "Never mind, bitch, I'm walkin' out." Despite his words, he stays in place, his once angry eyes now looking at her with lust. Y/n recognizes the change and slowly begins to relax but keeps up her facade.

"Whatever, nigga, I'm off you now," Chris turns them around so her back is facing the couch, a smirk now on his face. "Yo' evil ass kept me well in doubt," He begins to kiss her neck, his smirk getting bigger as she cranes her neck to give him more room. "Pussy nigga, best watch your mouth" She mumbles in annoyance.

"Pussy and mouth is all you got," He taunts, already pulling her shirt over her head. She allows him to do so, pulling him closer. "Lay this pussy back on the couch." She breathes out as he attacks her neck. "Doggie style, then you get on top" Chris rasps as he pushes her forward onto the couch.

It's not long before they are both naked, Chris rutting against her in a frenzy. She moans loudly at his brutal pace.

She hates arguing with him, but the hate sex was always good, too good to give up. She knew she was dumb for staying with him, dealing with antics on the daily. All her friends and family told her she was dumb, but deep down she loved him.

"Fucking bitch, fuck you." He groans between his thrusts.

"F-fuck you!" she rebuttals with a whine. Chris grunts and pushes her deeper into the couch.

The couple continues their arguing during their hate sex, both of them feeding off the anger and pleasure radiating between them. they knew the cycle they were in was toxic, they knew as long as they stayed together, it was never going to end. they were addicted to each other, addicted to the anger, addicted to the high it brought them.

they knew they both had flaws that were tearing themselves and each other apart. Both of them deflecting and blaming it on the other, but at the end of the day, they were going to cry together, sleep together, be together, hate each other, and love each other all at the same time.

i lowkey hate this, and i hate the ending but i wanted to put this out because i love this song.

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