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𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐍 is a haunting, slow burn descent into the kind of love that feels mo...
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⌖ YES! YES! YES! | O55. ‹ ⚜ › ❝ can i kiss it? ❞
— DECEMBER TWENTIETH 1O:OO A.M. ᐟ
a VERY sexual chapter! to my freaks, clench yo thighs & enjoy.
"Christmas is literally next week & we don't have a single thing planned." Iris said with mild disbelief as she looked around the quiet kitchen. The three of them sat at the table, the scent of buttery pancakes & scrambled eggs floating around from the breakfast the chef had graciously made for them.
Jasiah leaned forward, resting his elbow on the edge of the table. He pinched the bridge of his nose with a sigh that came from deep in his chest. "Fuck man, I'ma be broke by the time I'm thirty. I can't keep doing this." Then he glanced over at Iris, a teasing glint suddenly lighting up his face. "How 'bout a card? Real sentimental. I'll even throw in a candy cane to make it festive."
He reached across the table to rest his hand over hers, but she rolled her eyes & swatted it away like a fly. "Boy, get the hell outta my face." She said, smiling as she pulled her hand back.
Jasiah chuckled, leaning back in his chair as Iris turned her gaze toward Asiah, who was sitting in his high chair, nibbling at the soft mini pancakes made specifically for him. "I don't really want anything this year anyway." She said quietly. "I just wish he was old enough to actually enjoy it."
Jasiah followed her eyes, watching their son before shrugging. "He'll be ight. He four months, that nigga don't know today from yesterday."
Iris shook her head, unimpressed. "You know what? I'm gonna need you to go back to bed, reset your energy, & try again in about an hour."
A lazy grin stretched across Jasiah's face as he leaned closer. "You gon' get in with me? I like when I sleep with it in you. I feel safer, ya' feel me?" He teased.
"Maybe." Iris smirked, pushing her chair back as she stood & carried her empty plate to the counter for seconds. The silk of her baby blue robe clung to her curves just enough to make Jasiah sit up straighter, eyes trailing her every step.
