A/N: SORRY FOR ANY MISTAKES ENJOY THEIR FINAL SMUT!❤️
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Arianna laid in the bed, her mind still folding with everything that had occurred with tonight, and she couldn't stop smiling. Trevon was currently in the room with the girls, reading them a story to go to sleep, since they had begged him to tuck them in.
She still was in shock, at the fact she is finally a fiancé, and most of all she was happy. Arianna had practically been running from any sort of situation that she had felt couldn't make her happy, and nobody had pursued her as bad as Trevon.
Trevon had walked back into the room, shutting the door behind him, and breaking her thoughts. Arianna turned to him, her smile still plastered on her face, and his expression mirrored her's.
"They sound asleep." He sighed, making his way towards the bed, only for Arianna to sit up and kneel on his side of the bed. "What, big head?"
"I'm a fiancé, I'm a fiancé." She sung, her cheeks burning from how hard her smile was across her face, and Trevon leaned down to kiss her lips with a chuckle.
"You a fine ass fiancé, too." Trevon mumbled, leaning in, and kissing her lips once more. "Come here, mamas."
Arianna giggled, wrapping her arms around his neck, and holding both sides of his face. "Boy, bye. My parents are right across the hall from us."
"So." Trevon shrugged, swiping his tongue over his lips, as he inhaled her sweet aroma of Heat by Beyoncé. "We grown, Ari. Yo mama and yo daddy grown as hell, too. How you think you got here?"
Ariana smacked her teeth, playfully rolling her eyes at his statement. "You're nasty ass, move."
Trevon swiped her legs from underneath her ass, and wrapped them around his waist as he leaned her back. "We gone be quiet, mama. I promise."
"It's not you that has to stay quiet, baby." She giggled, feeling his lips press gently against her neck, as he slightly increasing her wetness that she fought against for a moment—neck kisses were her weakness.
"Mmm," she hummed, his neck kisses becoming more tender, as he gazed down at her silk robe that was tied around her waist. "You know that shit makes me fold, Tre."
"Yup." He chuckled, taking his left hand, and tugging at the robe that quickly unraveled. "You know if you get too loud, I got you."
Ariannabit her lip with a nod, she was nervous to do anything like this knowing her parents were just across the hall, but she craved him. Trevon smirked, kissing her neck softly once again, making her let out a light moan, as his lips brushed against her sweet spot.
