Imagines of our favorite rapper that everybody is obsessed with. For the Black girls!
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NOTE: i google translated a lot of this so beware. everything in this is consensual and this is for pretend. Also, sexual content ahead!
suc·cu·bus /ˈsəkyəbəs/ noun a female demon believed to have sexual intercourse with sleeping men.
Oakley fell onto the king sized bed in his hotel. In nothing but his underwear he pulled back the covers staring at the ceiling. His hotel looked over the beautiful land of Sierra Leone.
The large windows let in the blue moonlight covering his body in warmth despite getting out of the shower recently.
His fingers moved over the sheets feeling his heart sink. The silence was deafening to him. Oakley turned on his side closing his eyes.
With tiredness and a hint of excitement, his brown eyes twitched as Latin rolled off his tongue, "veni ad me." (Come to me)
Oakley opened his eyes and was met to a cold room. Sucking his teeth he pulled the covers over his head and tried to doze off.
As he lay asleep the clock struck 3am. Suddenly the room became hot. Oakley stirred in his sleep noticing the pattern.
As quickly as the heat came it vanished. Oakley sat up in the bed rubbing his eyes. Y/N appeared with her back turned to him.
She slowly turned around revealing herself in a white dress. It was ironic really, a demon in white instead of black. He gulped when he noticed her wide eyed and flared nostrils.
"I thought we agreed for you to stop summoning me." Y/N let off a quick flash of red in her brown eyes to let him know she still had control.
He flashed her a smile, "Come on Y/N."
Y/N's eyes sparkled despite the darkness of the night. Her goddess braids weren't out of place. She smelled like coffee and chocolate making her irresistible.
"Don't piss me off." Her voice was distant as she sat at the foot of the bed.
He watched as her eyes softened when she spoke again, "Still having those troubles we talked about Cee?"
"Yeah."
In a flash her white dress turned into a lace bra and panty set. A white tee shirt hid her sexy attire.
She smiled at his amusement, he never got over her tricks, "You should really find a girlfriend."
Cench shook his head, "You're my girl."
"No I'm a demon."
"Let's be on demon time together."
Instead of laughing she transported herself into his bed, "Really?"
Cench chuckled feeling his pulse pick up. He laid himself on her chest almost moaning at how soft she felt.
