Roshon's pov
I was just finishing up practice and grabbed my duffle bag to head out.
"Roshon, you smell. go change and shower!" Karina yelled.
"Yes mother!" I yelled back in a high pitched voice, making the cameramen laugh. we just got done with our package.
15 min later----
I got out of the shower and looked in the mirror, admiring my newest tattoo. It went from my middle arm to my left chest, It consisted of red roses and green vines over an tribal printed wall, the finishing touch was a red "Z" on my collar bone. It was big enough for you to see, but slightly blended in with the roses.
I put on my shorts and shoes, but some how my shirt got wet, so I went chest commando and walked back into the studio. I had my neclace and snapback on though so it looked dope.
Karina looked up from her phone and looked surprised to see a tattoo.
"Roshon, put a shirt on boy!" She laughed.
She looked closer at my tattoo and noticed the "Z". she raised her eyebrows,"you did realize that will be there forever, right?"
"Yeah, that's why it's there Karina, duh.."
She just laughed and we said good bye, that's when I realized what time it was.
"8:15 P.M. Damn." I whispered.
I made it into the lobby, getting looks from some of the male stars and pros. I found Zendaya on the couch asleep, so I put my duffle bag over my shoulder and pick her up into my arms. she stirred but went back to sleep. The guys looked confused but let it slide and Derek opended the door for me.
It was freezing. I made my way to my Escalade and opended the door, I put her down and buckled the seat belt. I made my way to the drivers side and noticed Z's car, but I figured she could just let me drive her tommorrow.
(Skip the car trip)
We pulled up to my apartment building and Z was waking up.
"Z, baby, wake up." I whispered.
"Ok I'm up, jeez Roshon."
I laughed and we hopped out, then reality hit Z and she noticed the tattoo, and she pulled her shirt lower and there was a "R" on her collar bone. I smiled and led her up to the apartment. I opened the door and she plopped down on the couch, grabbed the remote and turned on the Raiders game.
I walked to the kitchen and started dinner. since we were both contestants we had to eat healthy and balanced so I prepared a chicken and bacon ceaser salad with tomatoes and croutons. once I started grilling the chicken, Z came over and wrapped her arms around my stomach and rested her head on my shoulder.
"You know I missed you, right?" She said, kissing my neck lightly.
What she didn't know was I missed her like hell, she was filming for 8 months in Vancouver, so I rarely got to see her. Z was my one and only "friend" left, and I loved her so much it hurt.
I removed her arms and plated our food. I grabbed our plates and set the table.
I held up two bottles of champagne and Z smiled.
"Thank god, I need something to clear my head!" She exclaimed.
I grabbed two glasses and poured them to the top, we both handled alcohol better than most adults, and we weren't legal to drink yet.
"I demand a toast!" I laughed
"What should we toast to?" She asked, giggling because of my sudden outburst.
"To Dancing With The Stars, Season 19." I blurted out
"Cheers!" We laughed and took a sip.
We ate in peace and quiet, glancing at each other every few moments.
Once we finished, I washed the plates and glasses out and put them in the sink.
"So where do we start?" I asked, hoping to do mine first.
"Okay, what dance are you doing" she questioned.
" The cha-cha." I replied.
I taught her the steps and she picked it up quick, we ran the dance for about 45 minutes.
"Z, what dance are you doing?" I Questioned.
"The Argentine Tango..." she said, wearily.
"Ok, let's do this!" I said smiling.
She taught me the steps and we started off running one segment at a time. We finally got to the part she couldn't get, the face grab to spin to walk out dip. We started slow, I pulled her close, body to body. she slowly ran her hand down my face, once she got to my collar bone I needed to spin her. She reached my bone and I spun her out then in,she put her left out and her right in and dipped her, she ran her hand down my chest, and I pulled her back up. I wanted to feel the warmth of her lips on mine, but we needed a solid run of the dance. We continued the dance, not breaking eye contact. we got all of the lifts and pulls perfectly, once we pulled the last segment, I crashed my lips on to hers. She backed us up on to the couch and we fell back, I flipped us over so I was on top. I slowly lifted Z's shirt off and she ran her hands over my abs, turning me on even more. soon almost everything was off except our own skin, I sucked on her neck and she moaned. everything seemed so right, and we were gonna go all the way. she wasn't a virgin anymore, and I could tell. everything was off now and I put on some protection while I was sucking on her sweet spot. I slowly entered her, letting her adjust to my size. not to brag, but I was pretty big.
I picked up the pace and soon we were both moaning and groaning.
"Fuck Z, damn baby. you're great!"
We were making love to each other, and we both were pleasured.
"Oh fuck, Roshon, baby!" The way she said my name. Lets just say it was a fucking amazing night.
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