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DDOT
Nami came back with a pink hello kitty tray, a blue grinder, some weed and some papers. i watched her grab her glasses and start to roll up.
"do you want to roll the second?" i contemplated saying no just so i could watch her look fine as hell licking the blunt, but the faster we had a second joint, the faster we could smoke together.
"yeah, i got you mami." we finished rolling and she lit the first one. namiko was surprisingly hella chill when she was high, i could tell she was a vet.
she was laying down in between my legs as we passed the blunt back and forth. she was feeling a lil lazy, she leaned her head back opening her mouth signaling me to hold it for her. she took a drag while i held it between my pointer and thumb. jaw dropped, real shit.
"you thirsty? i'm mad partched" she tilted her head and pushed her glasses up.
"let's go get a bev." i watched her big family reunion tshirt rise slightly, getting pulled tight across her butt. damn.
she reached for my hand and led me through the house to the fridge, as she bent over in front of it, i tried to remind myself, we just high, she just not thinking bout what her actions would do to a nigga. this don't mean shit. it wasn't working. my subconscious took full control while i watched that beautiful girl reach deep in the fridge to grab the juice. worda my dead, i'm jackin' dat.
3rd person
Nami turned to slide the juice on the counter, everything moving in slow motion. she slid it across the counter and opened the cabinet right above Ddot. in her right mind, she would've just asked him to grab the cups, but she was faded heavy.
The brownskin girl whose hair was in a high ponytail by now, stood on her bedazzled step stool right over Ddot. She sat the cups down on either sides of his body before looking down at him. darrien licked his lips, already looking up at her.
he decided to be bold, he ran his fingers up her thighs to her spandex, careful not to overstep and observant in case she became passive again. he wanted to make her feel good not uncomfortable. he kept a back and forth motion to start, up and down the sides of her muscular quads and hips.
they just looked at each other her looking down him looking up, ddot grew impatient when nami began to lean in. he didn't know if she was hesitant or if she just was moving slow, but he didn't care. he couldn't take this shit. he took his left hand under her chin to urge her close.
Nami and Ddot sealed their lips together. moving in sync, dot finally picked her up off of her kiddie ladder and wrapped her legs around his waist. he sat her on the sink, they were still intertwined, her hands were running along his neck and hair, while his roamed her nike pro covered backside, and bare back.
Dot went to put his hand in her hair when he accidentally knocked the sink on. Nami gasped at the new cold sensation of water running down her back, she had jumped onto Ddot while he laughed. they were both still so high.
NAMI
"you fucking dumbass." i took my hair out of its ponytail and let the curls fall all the way down to my back. "i need to change dot."
he looked at me with a blank expression "okay?" i sighed heavily and got up grabbing new clothes and going to the bathroom. right before i shut the door, "i'm just playing mami. go head, ima go get a bev."
i bit back a smile and nodded. i changed from my big tee to a workout tank and a new pair of spandex. i threw on some fuzzy socks and made my way into the kitchen seeing ddot with the second blunt.
he passed it to me when i sat next to him. "i'm kinda tired fam. real shit ima go crash." i made sure to leave the kitchen clean before walking to my room. "alexa play r&b heavy hitters."
alexa played my playlist while i sat scrolling on my phone. i felt a dip besides me but i knew it was just ddot. he wrapped his arm around my waist and put his head in my neck, watching the tik toks on my phone.
"real shit, you gotta stop breathin' so hard dick."
he mugged me and flipped over with his back to me like a little baby. "aight be like that." i smacked my lips and clicked my phone off.
"dot, grow the fuck up."
he flipped back to me, i was already facing him. neither one of us said anything. i was looking at his features. "ddot you gorgeous."
idk if it was the drugs talking or not but i kept rambling. "ya hair so soft. i wanna do it one day, wash it, comb it, allat. ya face like baby smoove." i ran my thumb across his cheek, he started smiling his cute little kid smile, the double dimples in one cheek.
"nah word, i could look at you all day bro. i never seen nobody with ya face." it definitely is the drugs talking like uzi said.
"nami you mad wildin' go to sleep bro." he said tryna hide his smile.
"mmcht see now niggas wan' me to go sleep, jus' fake as fuck bro. on mommy. aight then dot i see exactly how it is. don't talk to me in the morning."
i took my had off his cheek and crossed my arms closing my eyes.
