OMNISCIENT
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ANGEL's POV
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IMANI's POV
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PRESENT:
DOMINICAN REPUBLIC, SANTO DOMINGO
Imani slowly engulfs his mouth around Angel's. Their tongues battle, and Imani snakes his hand around his throat for support.
He applies just enough pressure for Angel to wonder why he was even upset in the first place.
The two stare into each other's eyes as they exchange saliva, and the room begins to get hot. They both slowly begin to undress themselves. Angel is still hungover, so he quickly reaches over to his nightstand, and pops a Tylenol.
"Are we fucking, making love, or having sex? Which one you want?" Imani asks, and Angel rolls his eyes. He would tell Imani that he's being a complete dick, but he decides to give back some attitude.
And, who says you can't fuck, make love, and have sex all in one day?
"Can you last three rounds this time?"
"Can you ride for more than three seconds?"
Fair play.
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"You still can't ride for more than a couple of seconds." Imani says, flopping down next to me on the bed. His towel is wrapped around his waist—seeing how he decided to take a quick shower.
When you ride something as big as Imani's, you'd get tired too. I gave in to make up sex, so what? What he's not gonna do, is act like I didn't just make him cum three times—not including the precum.
And I would've taken a shower with him, but I'd like for my back to stay in one piece.
I turn to face him, yet he's already staring at me. "What?" I ask. He's not gonna ask for head, right? Estoy tan cansado, I could sleep forever right now.
His phone dings, and he checks his phone. Imani quickly stands up from the bed—mind you, he just laid down next to me.
He begins going through his clothes, and is..getting dressed?
"I gotta go." What?
Hello, where the hell is the usual after care?
My usual massage?
"Wait, wait- Que? Where're you going?" We just made up, does he want to start a whole other argument?
"They need me down at the construction site, you know how it be. I'll see you later at the restaurant, I'll even pick up Ciro."
Imani litters kisses all over my face, and caresses my cheek with his hand. I didn't think he'd be coming to help out later on.
And I definitely didn't plan to head out today either. But, it's obvious Imani wants to make it up to me somehow—so us helping my parents today won't be much of an issue.
Except the fact I still don't have my car. I'll have to ask my mom to pick me up, it's like going to elementary school all over again.
First, I need to take a shower of course—and finish detangling my hair. Which shouldn't take too long, especially since I've already started.
"I love you, text me if you need anything." Imani says, and kisses my lips before exiting the bedroom. I sigh, I thought maybe we could stay in bed all day.
