Rap & R&B Imagines (18+)

Backstage - Drake

[Madison Square Garden 2018]

Drake: Thank you all for coming out!

I could hear Drake concluding another amazing show. The man is a legend, I'm so honored to be working backstage tonight.

Security: CLEAR!

Oh my gosh, he's coming!

Drake glides in with hella security around him and heads over to my section, the meet & greet section.

I wiped the nervous sweat from my hands and quickly applied more lip gloss. I wanted to put my best foot forward.

Security: Is this the section for the meet & greets?

Me: Yes, you're in the right place.

I smiled slightly.

Security nodded at each other and 4 security guards left leaving Drake and his main security guard in this section with me.

They both sit on the sofa beside me.

I glance over at Drake and catch him scanning my body with his eyes.

Drake: Hey, what's your name?

Meeting his eye contact I shyly answer his question.

Me: Y/N.

Stunned, Drake replies,
Drake: That's a beautiful name for a beautiful woman like yourself.

I start to feel flushed and thank him.

Drake: Anytime, you can call me Aubrey.

He put his hand out and I shook it.

Me: Bet!

I smiled.

Fans who paid for the meet & greet started to arrive and the event lasted 2 hours total.

There were so many people it was crazy. Shit I mean, I would pay $1000 to see Drake, I mean Aubrey, too.

During his exchanges with fans, we would share a few glances that were more than just "friendly".

The last two people took their pictures with him and I grabbed my things, ready to speak to my boss, then turn in for the night.

As I was walking away, one of his security guards stopped me and handed me a note.

Security: From Aubrey.

I thanked the security guard and he walked away.
I looked down at the note wondering if I should open it now or wait.

Ah hell, yolo, I'm opening this shit right now.
I unfolded the note and began to read:

" Y/N,
You're so fucking perfect. Like genuinely. The way you stand there politely, speak with integrity, and carry yourself is admirable & sexy as hell. I'll be so honest when I say I want you bad. I know I sound crazy but you're the type I want to carry my children. What do you say? Meet me in my dressing room?
- Aubrey Graham"

I was paralyzed with utter shock. I could not believe what I was seeing. Drake? Wants me to carry his what? I've got to be dreaming.

I look up and see Drake down the hall to the left of me entering his dressing room alone.

I HAVE to take this opportunity.

I walk down the hall and knock on his dressing room door.

He was quick to answer the door and signaled me in.

Aubrey: I'm glad you decided to come baby.

He was standing in front of me, shirtless..showing off his gym gains very clearly. He looked good as fuck.

Me: Of course, I wanted to see what you were all about.

I smirked as I sat down on the sofa.

Aubrey: Whatchu mean?

He grabbed two glasses and a bottle of Hennessy, then sat next to me.

Me: You really meant what you said? In that letter I mean?

He began pouring my glass, almost filling it to the brim.

Me: Damn! You tryna kill me huh?
I giggled.

He poured himself the same amount raised his glass and proposed a roast for the two of us,

Aubrey: This is for you, Y/N, I want you to know how beautiful you are and I want you to keep being your beautiful self. I am utterly enamored with you.

He began to down the whole glass of Henny and I followed.

Me: You're so sweet. I can say the exact same about you.

He grabbed my inner thigh and looked me in the eyes.

Aubrey: Then say it. Tell Daddy how you feel baby.

I blushed at the sensation of his hand so close to my area.

Me: You're amazing. I've been following your music ever since your mixtape days. You've inspired me so much. And you're fine as hell, you make me wanna do unholy things.

With that last sentence, I knew the alcohol was setting in. I was never a lustful woman, I don't know what's going on.

Aubrey: Unholy things? You wanna show me what you mean baby?

PART 2?👀