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narrative. ( smut ahead ! )
ever since that little encounter with connie's ex, aaliyah, you distanced yourself from him a little. you thought he didn't notice but he did.
he saw that you didn't text him anymore. you would never call him for your nightly talks. he wanted to wait it out and see if you would hit him up first. he thought about it and just texted you.
he was tired of being ignored by you. was this a loving feeling? was he started to not feel okay without you? no, of course not. he would shrug. but deep down, he knew that he was starting to grow accustomed to you.
constance 🚶🏾♀️
n/n. can you talk to me for once? when are you going to stop ignoring me? y/n l/n. just tell me what i did wrong. read at 7:45 pm.
you weren't really ignoring him on purpose. you were ignoring him because you didn't want to get hurt anymore. all these thoughts came rushing to your head about it.
'is he trying to use me as healing? is he using me to get over her? is his feelings even real?'
you thought about that because connie did say that he had feelings for you but was willing to wait until you were ready.
you admired that about him. connie was really patient with you no matter what. but little did you know, it would only get to a certain extent.
connie was losing his mind. "bro connie, calm down." jean said. he watched as connie kept checking his phone, pacing around.
"no bro, she hasn't texted back. she left me on read." he sighed. jean sat him down. "first of all, calm the fuck down." connie finally took a deep breath.
"now, what's going on?" jean asked, confused. he saw you and connie cool while you guys were on campus so what changed?
"bro, i don't know." he huffed. he was so confused on the fact why you weren't responding to him. why you all of a sudden ignored him. why you didn't want to speak to him. this is one thing he disliked about you. you don't communicate when you're upset.
you had told him that a while ago. "there is only one thing you can really do." jean sighed. connie looked up, curious. "go pay her a lil visit." he shrugged as he walked out.
and there he was, right infront of your door. he was debating on whether he should knock or not. he finally knocked and he heard silence. "maybe she isn't home." he sighed in defeat. before he could turn away, he heard the lock click and saw you in a pink robe.
"oh, hey connie." you said, surprised. you didn't expect for him to show up in front of your door. it was 11 pm. "lemme come inside." he sighed. he wasn't as anxious as he was before. he was more pissed.
"so, what's up." you said as you both walked in. he just looked at you blankly. on the outside, connie wore no emotion. in the inside, he would trying so hard not to yell or cause a scene with you.
"n/n, what's going on?" he sighed. he sat down across from you, manspreading. he wore a black wife beater with some grey sweats. he also wore his black yeezy slides.
"nothing. why do you ask?" you chuckled, nervously. that statement was slowly ticking him off. "y/n. i'm going to ask you one more time." he said lowly. you could feel his eyes on you as you looked away from him.
"look at me when i'm talking to you." he said as he walked to you. he was towering over you at this point. "connie." you started laughing. you just couldn't take this nigga serious.
he kept walking till he backed you into a corner. you don't know how he did it. he swiftly grabbed your neck. not too hard but good enough to get a little moan out of you.
"so you gon tell me what's up?" he whispered in your ear. mrs thang was most certainly throbbing down there. he placed his knee between your legs and smirked. "i think lil mama down there need some attention." he passionately kissed you.
you moaned into the kiss as he swiftly picked you up. he took you upstairs and into your room. they were already on red. "perfect setting huh?" he laughed.
he laid you out. "may i?" he looked up at you. you nodded. "use your words y/n." he demanded. "yes constance." you sighed, impatiently.
he opened your legs and saw a PHAT smooth cat ready to be ate. he latched on like a leech, eating like he never ate before. you were moaning uncontrollably.
"look at me love." he said. you couldn't even open your eyes due to all adrenaline happening. "yes. yes." your eyes rolled in the back of your head. you were spewing profanity everywhere. "i'm finna cum constance." you moaned.
"cum in my mouth mama." you felt his smirk against your pussy. as he said that, you came right then and there. he got up and kissed you with deep passion.
"you taste so damn good bruh." he smiled. you couldn't help but laugh. "but forreal, talk to me. what's going on?" he looked at you.
you were a little hesitant but you had to speak to him. "i just don't know constance. when your ex came back, i felt a little shook." you looked down. "i don't want you to use me for you to get over her. i know my worth."
connie looked at you, shocked. he didn't know you felt like that. if he would have knew that, he would have immediately shut that down.
"y/n, don't even think that shit again. i don't want her. i want you. you're the only woman that has my heart and i been telling you this." he spoke.
"come here." he said as he hugged you. "i only want you and i mean that. i'ma prove to you that i do. just trust me y/n. i got you ma." he kissed your forehead.
Authors Note
i hope you guys enjoyed this chapter ! this smut was ass but there is more to come <3.
