Zeila's Oneshots

Happy Pride ~ My First Was My Everything

DISCLAIMER: This is unfinished. Why? Because I low-key high-key hate it.  There is no sexy times cuz I could not for the LIFE of me get the sex scenes together.

I  hate this but I didn't wanna leave y'all hanging. If any of you want me to continue this then I will but idk how Imma get to the good shit. 

I like the beginning and the middle is good I guess. I had a great idea for the sex but could not get it to flow to the smut the way I wanted to. So instead of rage quitting writing for the next year I decided to just put out what I have. 

I am sorry I have failed you! Maybe if I just take a few steps back the rest will come to me but idk. I hate this. I'd rather be writing for Sanctity right now lmao. 

Enjoy what could have been I guess.

Overall Vibe

Stud 4 Stud

Virginity

Self Discovery

Frenemy

Rough

Intense

NSFW

Drama

Tense

Main Characters

Genesis

Age: 22

Top

Super Stud

Height: 5'10

Dark Skin

Hair: Freeforms

Tatum

Age: 20

Bottom

Baby Stud

Height: 5'7

Brown Skin

Hair: Cornrow Braids (w/ designs)

Tatum's P.O.V

June 1st hit me like a ton of bricks. My first pride. Out, wearing the clothes I wanted, being the woman I wanted to be. My first time being the person that made me happy, confident, and myself. I was no longer just putting on boxers with my door locked hoping no one would bother me

. I had my own place now, my own car, and money so I could be who I wanted to be. And the fact of the matter is that stirred something within me, something fiery and uncrossable. Something like freedom, something like pride.

"Don't you look different," the mocking, teasing, smooth voice of my most complicated friendship(?) filled the room. Genesis leaned against my doorway, a smug expression splayed across her face, arms crossed as she judged my appearance.

Platinum dyed freeforms covered her gaze, her fully diamond encrusted gold grill twinkled against my dismal bedroom lighting. The confident bitch was practically aura farming in my bedroom. I sucked my teeth when I saw her, already annoyed.

"I look good," I insisted, rolling my eyes before double checking the mirror to really be sure I could back up my words. "You need to look great if you're gonna be seen with me. I can't be lugging around no baby stud all night."

She strutted into my room and rummaged through my dressers and closet. I yanked her back from her tornado sweep by her shirt, she was too damn close to finding my personal belongings. "Get out of my shit, who told you could do that?!"

Genesis pushed me into the wall, "Don't fucking yank my shit like that little girl." I scoff dramatically, trying to keep my bite with her. "Little girl? I'm two years younger than you!"