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Next Stop

Vynce pov

  I finally gotten pretty's name. It definitely took some work but after coming to terms with his suspiciouns about me being TheButcher were completely wrong he actually gave me conversation.

We discovered that we ride the same bus route every 4 days out of the week, well 4 for me 5 for him because of his anger management lessons that are held in the same building as his regular therapy.

  The building around the corner from it is where I visit my parole officer, and yes i know! Still doesn't help my case and trust he flipped when he found that out to. I promised him i'm not a murderer it was drug charges. Possession and intent to distribute, not consumption of any, cept weed but that's different.

Right now i was actually on my way to his house, crazy how that work right? didn't even know his name now im walking in his crib like i own it, cuz thats my baby! He know bet-

*jiggles doorknob*

wtf

" baaeee why its locked?? you fuckin up the roleplay! "

The door is soon swung open swiftly and im faced with a 5'6, angry lightskin man, with a tazer in his right hand. All i saw though was the prettiest princess in all the world just sexy. Pretty ass eyes, soft ass skin, fat ass lips just smackin together, oh my god my dick is so hard fah him.

" —crazy thats what i told you, and you still not listening ok. "

* ZAPP *

" AHH DEMI WTF! "

" yeah shoulda been listening i told you im not leaving my door unlocked round this bitch, dont care how it look these people won't get one up on me-"

He makes his way back into his apartment as i stand there quite literally seeing flashes of my past infront of me the blue electricity being burned into my memory. New trauma unlocked thas fun.

" and when you finish would you mind moving the couch to that wall please? "

When i entered the living room, Demi was standing in the middle of it. Clutered by pieces of wood and different screws and nails. He looked helpless as he stood there like a toddler staring at me.

" of course. " i began to smirk.

" Demitrious "

" don't. call. me. THAT! "

  Each word his eyes got bigger and his step drew closer. Until he was right under me and trying to strangle me with his baby grip barely around my neck. It was sort of more aggressively squeezing my clavicles. It was still quite uncomfortable but more ticklish than anything.

" OK OK " I grab him by the waist not being able to handle the weird sensation of unsuccessfully being strangled. I throw him over my shoulder carrying him to his room.

" aye the couch is that way idiot, what are you doing put me down. "

I slam his tiny ass on the bed as he gasp staring up at me as we pause.

" you said put you down. " i smirk.

He immediately start wildin out, sending smacks to my shoulder and back as we begin to wrestle. We were tussling for minute his arms be to fast sometimes but i finally caught em and pinned them above his head. We both were breathing hella heavy trying to regain composure his little ass can really go for a while.

Suddenly his legs raise from under me , to on the sides of me. I looked down to see him lightly squeezing me. I glance up to see him already looking dead in my eyes with a certain arousal brewing in his pupils.

" Just let me go vyncy. I'll be good i promise. "

He was grinding up into my lower stomach. It was cute watching him try to get some relief, I could feel him stiffening the more he pushed up.

" mmmm this seems like a trap. " i eye him skeptically.

" noo i promise, daddy, just let me go. " his voice was soft, and desperate.

" definitely a trap. "

However i couldn't help but to let go. Demi was intoxicating, enticing, he could give me one look and i'll fold everytime.

  His movements were fluid, he moved easy as his hands travel up my waist slightly lifting my shirt. Finger tips cool against my stomach dragging up. His other hand found its way to the nape of my neck gently running his fingers thru the short hair that lay there. This caused my eyes to close reviling in the calming sensation it brought. I was so gone already i hadn't felt the hand traveling my waist make it's way to my jawl. It was subtle at first just there to steady my head as he brought me closer his other hand still steady at the back of my neck. Until my hair is gripped, my jawl as well.

" you think i forgot about you using my gov? aint shit sweet. "

I hiss, my head being yanked back from his plump lips. Eyeing him I can't help but to bite back a groan, his hand traveling down my neck as he hold my head steady by my curls.

"you know what i like to be called."

I let out a breath before speaking. Now i was getting hard.

" yeah- "

" so say it. " My neck is gripped more firm.

" princess "

It slips from my lips like a spell. I feel the warmth of it brushing past my lips as i said it, he began to smile in my face seeming to find comfort in the nickname.

" and why you call me that? " 

  his eyes were low, on me fiercely but low with lustrous demeanor.

" cause you the prettiest. You deserve everything in the world. "

The grip on my hair is slowly loosened beginning a steady rub as before. The grip on my neck unwavering.

" i do. and will you give it to me? "

The grip tightens.

" of course. "