Is This Love?

7. Swae's house pt2

I woke up on top of swae, remembering how I ended up here. I tried to get up but swaes strong hands around my waist kept me down. Whilst struggling to get up, I felt swaes erection in between my legs and tried my best not to laugh. I finally got up and started making breakfast. Whilst I was cooking the bacon I felt a pair of hands wrap themselves around my waist. It was Swae. He was kissing my neck making me moan. He turned me around and we made out for until I started to think about the bacon. He still had an erection but it wasn't as hard as this morning. I smiled at him and carried on cooking the bacon.

Swae- "Goodmorning fee"

Me- "Goodmorning swae"

Once I had put the bacon on the plate, we started passionately kissing. He pulled away and started looking at my ass and my eyes, he then smacked my ass and ran off. I could hear him laughing somewhere in the house. He came back and was leaning on the doorframe. I took my plate and sat down on the sofa in the livingroom.

Swae- "Damn you a good kisser fee"

Me- "thanks your not too bad yourself"

Swae- "so tell me one thing, why didn't you bring me my plate? I gave you your plate yesterday so why didn't you bring me mine?"

Me- "boy please you acting like yo legs are broken"

Swae then got on the floor and used his hands to move about. He's soo funny.

Swae- "HELP....ME......FEEEEEEE......my......legs......broken.......HELP.......ME"

Me- *laughing my head off* "ight you win this time"

I got up, got him his plate, went back into the living room and put it on his lap. I sat back down.

Swae- "fee where the fuck is my cutlery? You want me to eat with my hands like a fresh African"

Me- *laughs* "oh sorry my bad"

I got him some cutlery, gave it to him and say back down. After we ate and made jocks I took put our plates into the dishwasher. I opened the fridge to get some orange juice that was at the bottom of the fridge. I bent down to get it just as I picked it up swae smacked my ass. He ran off and this time I ran after him. He ran into the living room and I pushed him into the sofa and straddled him and pinned his hands down.

Swae- *smirks* "you cute"

Me- "I ain't playing games swae I'm taking yo ass to jail"

Swae- "you funny"

Me- "you think this is a jock"

Swae- "yup and btw you weak aswell"

Before I could answer he flipped us over so he was on top of me and pinned my hands together above me.

Me- "SWAE......GET.....OFFF.....YOUUU....HEAVYYYYY"

Swae- *laughs* "I'm not that heavy jeez fee"

Me- "YOUR....NOT......THE....ONE.....DIEING....NIGGA....GET....OFFFFF"

Swae- *laughs hard and puts his forehead against mine* "nope"

Me- "oh and one more thing swae. YO BREATH STINKS OF SHIT!"

Swae- "if you don't say sorry you gone wish you never said that"

Me- "oh swae baby I'm sorry what I meant to say was YO BREATH STANK OF SHIT!"

Swae- "that's it"

He tickled me and at this point I couldn't breath properly.

Me- "SWAEEEEE....STOOOOOOP"