Jah (XXXTENTACION fanfic)

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A/N: y'all I ain't finna lie to y'all, this chapter gone be dirty asf. Like... I almost wanna put a trigger warning for the smut. But ya know, we move🤷🏽‍♀️

Jahseh POV

She looks irresistible. Without hesitation I crash my lips into hers. It's been so long since eive kissed her like this, but oh, it worth the wait.

As I move my kisses slowly done to her neck, she lets out the faintest sigh. I smile to myself and keep going, leaving hickeys and everything. If we gone do this we gone do it right

I run my hands up her arms, moving them up and down. I kiss her collar bone, trying to take in her every aspect.

I carefully tug at her shirt, indicating that I want it off. Now.

'Shawty take that shit off. You look better without it' I grin

She laughs and takes it off, showing me exactly what I wanted to see. I kiss her breast, missing the way her skin feels against my mouth. She bites her lip, and the sighs get louder, turning into soft moans

I kiss her neck again while I let her investigate my tattoos. She places her hand over 'Cleopatra', smiling to herself about something. She moves over to the one on my arm 'WingRiddenAngel'. Shit. She may not like this one, and I certainly didn't want to discuss it right now

So before she can ask, I flip her off my lap and hover over her. Her eyes flash with excitement, so I chuckle slightly. I kiss her stomach, and before she knows it I'm at the place she wants me to be.

Kali POV

Finally. I've been waiting so long for this, and I cannot wait

He slips his tongue in, and im immediately filled with a un-ignorable pleasure. I grab the back of his head and tangle my fingers in his hair. I gasp as he picks up the pace, and arch my back slightly.

After a while if this, he gets up and smirks 'yo really think I was finna let you finish that easily. Nuh uh. You ain't gonna be able to walk tomorrow shawty...' he says in his attempt at a sex voice. I mean... it's still pretty sexy, but yeah.

YALL. When I tell y'all we went all night, I mean it. We was going hard until I was exhausted. After everything, we just it lay in his bed.

I lay on his chest, and gently kissed his neck and chin, not asking for anything, jsut wanting to be close to him. As I hugged him, my fingertips traced the scars on his thighs. Ur ember back In prison he would tell me all the places he's hurt himself. I never asked for to tell me, and when it got to much for him to speak about, I let him take a minute.

'We need to get you some help..' I mumble.

'I know... I know bae' she reassured me, as if I'm the one who's struggling. Jah's always been good at making his problems seem less compared to others. To him, the mental state of other people ment more to him that his own.

'I'm serious jah. You're clearly struggling. I know a private therapist in Jacksonville who will literally be there for you at any moment of the day.'  I tell him

'Damn really? I guess we should look into that?' It seems like he is serious about this finally.

So I decide to drop the topic, still tracing my finger against his old scars. As expected, I slowly feel his hands snake up to mine. I never did mine on my wrists, cuz I was scared of my parents finding out.

So we sit in perfect silence. It's so familiar, and calming. Within minutes, we drift off, and sleep for a while. Until we hear the door open downstairs, and excessive banging and crashing.

Jahseh jumps out of bed, quickly puts on some shorts and walks downstairs. This nigga don't even get nothing to protect himself wit. His fists are enough to fuck someone up.

But us till ain't letting him go alone, cuz if he gets hurt I get hurt. I will never make him go thru anything alone again.

So before he leaves r he room, I quickly throw my bra and some of Jah's boxers on. It's not much, but again, it's like 90 degrees in Florida today.

We sneak downstairs , careful not to make much noise. When we get to the kitchen, the main place where the noises are coming from, I see who's causing the commotion, and almost laugh when I do.