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"Bae come take 'em." Deontae frowned, standing over her as she laid in her bed.
"No, get out my face please." She turned the other way, scrolling on tiktok.
"Kenadi why not?" He folded his arms, and she ignored him.
"Ight I'm finna call yo mama. I'm not finna play with your brat ass." He reached over her, about to grab his phone, and she took it out of his hand.
"Ken come take them." He looked down at her.
"I don't feel like it papi, I don't want to." She slightly pouted.
"Baby if you take them, we can go to the doctor and they'll give you some pills. I don't want you sick mama, just come on." He picked her up, and she laid her head on his shoulder, kissing his neck.
He carried her in the bathroom, placing her on her feet.
Kenadi peed in a cup as Pooter took the tests out of the boxes.
Kenadi cleaned herself off, pulling her panties up, watching as he put the pregnancy tests in the cup.
She flushed her pee, washing her hands, and sitting on the counter as he stood in front of her, his hands on her waist.
"I don't wanna be pregnant." She mumbled, hugging around his neck.
"You know I'm not gone force you to keep it, if you don't want it, but why?" He rubbed her hips.
"Because what if I miscarry like last time? I don't wanna go through that again." She quietly spoke, rubbing the back of his head.
"That was stress related mama. It literally happened right after your boyfriend died in your arms. It wasn't you or your body's fault Ken." He told her, and she nodded.
"You want a kid?" She mumbled, feeling him shrug.
"I wasn't really planning for one but I wouldn't mind. But I'm not gone force you to keep the baby, if you are pregnant. If you don't want to we don't have to." He said, and she smiled, pulling back to look at his face.
"I would never get rid of your seed." She rubbed his ear, holding his face in her other hand, and he returned the smile.
He softly kissed her lips, grabbing her neck. She let his tongue in her mouth, moaning into the kiss.
He gripped her neck, sucking her tongue, and she smiled.
"Open yo mouth." He rasped, biting his bottom lip, and she did what he asked.
He leaned down, letting spit slowly drip out of his mouth, into hers, and she moaned as she swallowed it.
"Slut." He smirked, and she smiled, pecking his lips twice.
"I love you baby, you know I got you." He told her, kissing her nose.
"Yeah I know. I love you more papi." Her smile fading, as the alarm on his phone went off.
