"𝐈 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐒, 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐒. 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄."
just a bunch of imagines on men I think that are attractive!
⚠️ contains smut
⚠️most of this is for black folks
actors, athletes, mu...
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You were sitting in the living room, watch Living Single while waiting for Charles to get him from hanging out with the boys. Even though he told you not to wait up on him you still had to make sure he made it back in one piece because when he hangs out with the boys, he always comes back drunk like a skunk.
Suddenly, in the middle of Maxine and Kyle about to kiss you hear keys shifting in the key hole and unlocking the door. "babe." you called out, pausing the show and standing up from the couch. You kept walking till you got to the front door and there he was, leaning against the door like his legs don't work anymore.
"damn babe, how many shots did you have?" you asked while walking towards him to help him. "uhm about five or six, give or take." He slurred into your neck as you help him up the stairs. You shook your head in disbelief once you finally got to the bedroom, letting him flop down on the bed. Once you left to go to the bathroom, Charles looks at you from the bed and bits his lip, eyeing you up and down. Even though you were in a rope and bonnet he still found you sexy.
You look over and catch his eyes and rolled yours. "uh uh, you can't be horny right now." You scoffed at him and shook you head, trying not to laugh. "just come here." he says with hooded eyes. You did what he asked and moved towards him, coming between his legs. He then grabbed handfuls of your ass, pressing his face into your stomach. "You smell so good baby." He says, taking deep breaths into you.
He found some way to peel back a part of you robe and peck soft kisses in your Stu that made you shiver. "are you gonna let me take care of you." Charles spoke as he trailed his kisses to the band of you panties but you stopped him.
"you're drunk, baby." you told him, trying to walking away but he grabbed your wrist. "you need some water and ibuprofen." you explain while yanking your wrist and heading to the kitchen while Charles huffed and falls back into the bed in defeat.
You got the ibuprofen and water and went back upstairs to find Charles pouting like a like puppy. "babe I promise you can hit it in the morning and you better keep that same energy." His eyes widen as he's smile grew. "yes ma'am." He groaned at the thought of tomorrow.
He then took the water from you and drunk it with the ibuprofen. Next thing you know he was knocked out on the bed, snoring. You grinned at him and took his shoes off and shirt before laying in the bed with him.
"goodnight hun, you better fuck me stupid tomorrow." you whispered in his ear, not thinking he heard it but the grin on his face says otherwise.
