ALL TO MYSELF.

II - Liyah

If you had told me 6 months ago when I first moved to Atlanta that Pluto would slide in my DMs, I woulda called you crazy and laughed in your face. I don't even know how he found my IG, I'm not followed by too many Atlanta people. Maybe the algorithm was algorithming today.

After we got off the phone, I jumped in the shower and used my Ouai St. Barts body wash and body lotion so I could smell good but not like I'm trying too hard. I'm expecting him to want sex, why else would he hit me up, but I don't wanna come off as somebody that's just on go for any nigga that slide up on a picture. He's one of my favorite artists right now but I don't wanna seem like a groupie or like I'm starstruck. He's probably sick of people like that anyway. I'll just try my best to play it cool so it's not awkward.

I got a call from the driver saying he was downstairs so I looked at my outfit in the mirror once again before I headed out. I hope he's okay with leggings, an Essentials hoodie, and Uggs. I got in the black truck and tried to relax as we made our way to Buckhead. We drove through the gate as we entered the neighborhood and the houses were like nothing I had ever seen. I can't even imagine how many other celebrities and athletes must live here. After making a few turns we finally arrived in the driveway. I texted Pluto to let him know I was outside.

I sat watching the front door and waiting for it to open when he finally walked out. He was taller than I expected, even from a distance. He had on a real chill outfit so I didn't feel overdressed. The driver got out to meet him at the front steps, shaking his hand before coming over to open my door. I thanked him as I stepped out and walked over to finally meet Pluto face to face.

"Aaliyah, right?"

"Yes," I blushed.

"Come on," he smiled before turning to walk back into the house.

The house was huge. Even though it wasn't empty I'm sure if I sneezed it would echo. I followed him through the house, into the living room where he sat down on the huge sofa. I sat a few feet away from him, not wanting to get too close too fast.

"You nervous or something?" he asked with a chuckle.

"No," I lied. "What made you ask that?"

"You sitting all the way over there. I ain't gone bite you or nothing," he laughed.

I got up and moved a little closer but not too much before sitting down again.

"You want something to drink?"

"No, I'm fine. Thank you."

"So what you doing in my city?" he asked, turning on the TV then turning the volume down.

"I'm a makeup artist."

"That's what's up. You do a good job on yourself from what I saw."

"Thanks. I'm hoping to work with some celebrities soon."

"How long you been here?"

"About 6 months."

"I caught you at the right time then. You like it so far?"

"It's not Houston, but it's okay," I joked.

"Chill out," he laughed. "This the greatest city in the world."

"You barely be here from what I heard."

"Oh you been asking about me?" he smirked.

"Cut it out," I laughed. "No need to ask. Your name comes up in a lot of conversations."

"So what else have you heard?"

I paused when I got the feeling this was a trick question. It's not like I go out looking for information on him and I've never really heard many positive things so I'm not sure how to answer without offending him.

"I heard that you smell nice and you're taller in person," I made up quickly.

"Damn, how tall everybody think I am?" he laughed.

"It caught me off guard, not gone lie," I laughed back.

"I guess you won't find out if I smell nice or not."

"Why you say that?"

"You still over there like you scared or something."

"No, I just don't wanna be all up on you like that."

"What you thought I meant when I told you come lay with me?"

"Something entirely different."

"We can get straight to that if that's what type of timing you on."

"That's not what I meant. I just assumed that's why you asked me to come over."

"I mean, damn, I at least wanna talk to you first," he chuckled. "Come here."

He motioned for me to come closer so I cuddled up next to him as he placed his arm around me and began rubbing my side. He finally settled on something to watch as we sat in silence.

"You smell good," he said after a while.

"Thank you. You too."

He laid down on the sofa to get more comfortable, pulling me on top of him with my legs on either side of his waist. I laid my head on his shoulder, enjoying his scent as his back rub slowly got lower and lower. He placed both hands on my ass, massaging it firmly before sliding his hands under my leggings to touch the bare skin. His attention never moved from the TV as he continued and I began to feel him getting hard underneath me. I lifted my head to place a soft kiss on his neck, then made my way to his ear to lick it. He groaned softly as he continued rubbing me and his dick got harder and harder.

"You ready?" he asked.