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𝗞𝗜𝗔𝗡𝗡𝗔 𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗜𝗘𝗥
𝟮𝟮 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝗼𝗹𝗱
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"Kianna, ow! That shit hurts yo'." Kianna rolled her eyes at Samirs theatrics while she pulled the pimple patches off of his face.
She had woken up this morning with him cuddled up with her, and to a clean room— despite knowing she left it a mess last night.
She had tried her best to not wake him while she got up and did her morning routine, but by the time she was gurgling her mouthwash he was already behind her, ready to start his day.
"Samir! This the last one, stop acting like that." She huffed, slapping his hands away from his face once again.
He mugged her but did as told, keeping as still as he could while she peeled the patch off his skin, hissing as she did.
She made a face of disgust seeing how much puss it got out, "This the shit I'm talking about, soap and water don't get to the nitty gritty, bubba." She told him, throwing away the sticker.
Samir rubbed a hand over his face, feeling the smoothness of it, but never wanting to admit it. "I don't care, I hate them shits pretty."
Kianna smiled at the frown he had on his face, he looked adorable while he pouted, so she placed a kiss on his lips to ease the expression.
"I know you do baby, thank you for doing them for me though."
"Mhm," Samir hummed pulling her back in for more kisses, "Appreciate me." He mumbled, as he used his teeth to tug on her bottom lip.
Kianna giggled at the small touches he sent to her neck and lips, not realizing the way the passion between the kiss increased until, his tongue had found a way between her lips.
"Mm," she hummed out at the unexpected but welcome gesture, she allowed Samir to suck on her tongue, and give him the permission he needed to fully explore her taste.
She was incredibly glad that they both decided to brush their teeth before they got into anything this intense, as she let herself get lost in the kiss.
Her hands were planted on his hard chest, and every now and then one of them would let of a pant or a huff of breathe before diving back into the kiss. It had definitely been awhile since they've shared a kiss like this, and Kianna was enjoying it to the fullest.
She whined a bit when they had finally broke apart, she knew her lips were probably red, mimicking the swollen ones of her boyfriends but she didn't care.
For a while now she had been thinking about finally taking that step in getting intimate with Samir, but wasn't to sure how to tell him. They both had gotten their test sheets back months ago, and were as clean as can be, thankfully.
She knew that he must've been thinking about it too, considering the fact that recently his touches have gotten more sensual, and he's been giving her head a lot more.
They both honestly haven't had the time to even acknowledge the tension between them. Samir would be busy with boxing and she would be busy with her business— and the little time they did manage to get together they simply wanted to spend it laying up with each other or doing something fun.
