Imagines of our favorite rapper that everybody is obsessed with. For the Black girls!
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NOTE: his reaction pics are so funny like who made this
Trigger warning: sex scenes ahead
Y/N sat in the hard church pew trying not to fall asleep. Her father was preaching at the pulpit hollering into the microphone. She looked down at her watch rolling her eyes. He was running over by thirty minutes.
Oakley sat behind her watching. He was only there for his mother who had recently been interested in the church, only because Y/N was newly single. He sat in the last row wondering why she wasn't up front.
Y/N looked around noticing that people were into the sermon. She sucked her teeth, picked up her purse and walked out. Oakley slipped out after her, his chain clinking on his neck. Y/N opened her Tesla door starting it up.
Oakley opened her passenger door getting inside, "Hey."
Y/N didn't react as she drove the car, "The devil himself dares to enter my car. What for?"
He laughed genuinely, "Are you still mad at me?"
Y/N didn't look at him as she got onto the highway, "Mad. I never get mad."
He rubbed his hand on her thigh feeling her tense under his touch, "I think you're mad."
Y/N flicked his hand away. She turned to look at her friend, "I'm only mad because you beat up my ex and the whole congregation thinks I sent you to do my dirty work."
His tattooed hand plucked one of her dyed curls, and she smelled of coconut, "Mm, if anything I beat him up because he's a bitch."
"I don't even know why I still show up there," Y/N mentioned zoning out.
Oakley watched her still feeling her up. Y/N tried to focus on the road but the lines began to blur. "Switch seats."
Y/N put the Tesla in self-driving mode. She quickly climbed over Oakley's lap and he smoothly took her place in the driver's seat. (NOTE: idk if you can do this in a Tesla but just go with it pls)
Y/N's thoughts raced even more. Despite being a preacher's daughter she surely didn't act like it. She never dressed up. She hated praying. And she loved sin, which included Oakley. Even though he wasn't actually sinful. But her father's voice sliced through her thoughts: that boy will drag you into hell, or the company you keep tells me all I need to know about you.
"Fuck them honestly," Y/N said out loud.
"What?"
"When are you leaving again?" She questioned him noticing they were driving into the wooded area where they could be alone.
"I leave for Tokyo tomorrow."
Y/N smiled kissing his cheek, "Can I come with you?"
"Like indefinitely?" He asked wanting her to say yes.
She nodded, "Might as well."
"You don't wanna stay here with your family?"
"No." She was grown as fuck and listening to her overprotective family was all too much.
He pulled into a secluded parking lot. Y/N moved to the back seat searching her purse for her weed pen. Oakley tugged off his jacket laughing, "You brought weed into the house of God?"
She blew smoke at him, "God ain't judging me for wanting to feel good. Just come here."
Oakley took a hit off her pen blowing smoke back in her face. Her eyes started to get low and red. Y/N kissed him not caring about her lip gloss. He tugged on the belt loop of her jeans pulling her closer. Her hands cradled the back of his head tugging his head back. He moaned in her mouth, "I love it when you're dominant."
"I know." Y/N was quick to pull off her jeans leaving her lace panties on display.
She continued kissing him as she felt on his dick. He was always hard for her. Y/N pulled down his pants straddling him afterward. Y/N leaned her head back as she slid down his erection enjoying the feeling.
Oakley sucked on her neck feeling on her butt as she rode him gracefully. He moved his hands to grip on her waist as she moved in a snake motion, "Just like that."
"Like this?" She asked quietly trying not to be too loud.
The tinted windows were beginning to fog up as their sexual energy intensified. Oakley's low eyes watched her enjoying the view. He was always smiling at her when she was feeling herself, sex included.
Y/N felt his hands roam her chest gripping her bra-clad chest. She was on the verge of cumming. Y/N felt herself pulsing around him. She was slick and wet as she continued to ride him harder.
"You feel so good wrapped around my dick like that." Oakley was definitely a word-of-affirmation type of guy.
Y/N moaned lowly when his thumb rubbed her sensitive clit taking her over that edge. She rocked her hips riding out the sensation in her tummy. She felt him twitch inside of her as he kissed her neck ready to cum.
"Shit." Oakley moaned out as Y/N palmed his dick making him cum faster.
She smiled breathing heavily. Once his eyes opened she leaned down kissing him. He kissed her back sucking on her lips as she tried to pull away. He let her head rest against his noticing she wore herself out.
"Damn, where'd you learn that from church girl?" He teased her as she eyed the foggy windows.
"Shut up."
Authors Note:
ummm, here's some smut for y'all
may or may not update this weekend cuz i started working again
