𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐇𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆.

𝟑𝟎

April 5th || '1pm

"You just fuck me to get me to shut up, we don't even talk shit out. Your solution is bending me over" Nairobi stood over Octavius while he sat on the couch with a slouch, staring up at her with a nonchalant look in his face as she blew on him like she had been doing for the past 30 minutes.

"To be completely honest here, when I do that you sure as hell let me do it so don't act like it's just me. Because if you showed any signs of resistance I would have stopped, you know that. I mean at first you act like you standing your ground with your tough act, but key word ... "act". Five years of physically being with you, I would know if you didn't want it" That was one of the only responses Octavius was able to get out due to Nairobi's excessive talking. "I fuck you because you don't listen to me when I try to talk. You don't shut the hell up. You don't allow me to do shit to calm the situation down. You act like you the dominant one"

"If you had real dominance, Octavius, you wouldn't have to shut me up with your dick" She stood with her arms crossed over her chest before rolling her eyes at his response, his eyes trailing off to the side as he started to chuckle while nodding his head.

"If I had real dominance" He repeated nearly inaudibly before looking back at her. "I showed you dominance plenty of times, by talking to you. Putting you in your place without a finger landing on you other than to make you sit the fuck down. So don't play me like I'm not a man" He slowly stood up from the couch, his 6'2 figure now towering a few inches over her. "I ain't got to shut you up by putting my dick so far in you that you can't even form the words to continue arguing with me. I ask you to communicate with me and tell me what the fuck is wrong but you can never do that without trying to argue. I don't want to argue with you Nairobi. I don't want to fight you. So when you come at me stupid and like I'm yo bitch, it's hard to come up with a solution to your problem. Do you get that? I ain't the same nigga that's gon argue with you sun up sun down, so you talk to me like an adult and we'll figure some shit out. You understand that?"

Nairobi slowly nodded her head, that was the most she could do in response of such comments. After getting this head nod, Octavius backed off of her but his eyes never left her as she maneuvered around him to sit down after told to do so. Octavius sat down beside her, a whiff of his designer cologne hitting her nose.

"Now communicate, the problem Nairobi" He said putting heavy emphasis on the second word, making it clear that this conversation could and will only go one way or there wouldn't be a conversation at all.

"It seems like you put going outside over your family, and you know I'm dealing with the postpartum shit. You don't care—"

"Uh uh" Octavius shook his head as he leaned forward to rest his elbows on the top of his knees now having to turning his head to look back at her as she sat straight up. "Leave the argumentative statements out. Try again"

"It's true though. You don't—"

"Try again, once again" He lifted his index finger and circled it. "We can do this shit all day" He let out a short chuckle as he turned his body to face her. "You wanna actually have this conversation? Or you just using this opportunity to bash me with your own assumptions and delusion? Because I didn't sit down to listen to you make me feel like shit cause in all honesty I could leave the house and let you keep feeling that way and come home when I know you sleep so I ain't gotta worry about hearing yo mouth. Which one you want baby?"