It may have been four in the morning but that didn't stop Drake or Tae from working. After getting back from an extremely late dinner, stripped down into a black sweatsuit and made his way to the studio where he already found 40 working as if he had been sitting there all night. Drake jumped in head first with him. Melodies came naturally to Drake, they flowed effortlessly as he pieced words together over the current beat 40 developed.
Tae stepped out the shower her straight hair back to its natural curls. She changed into a white tank top and baggy black sweat pants. She grabbed her portfolio, slid both her phones in her pockets, and walked down the steps to one of the many dens scattered throughout the large house. Tae bobbed her head up and down as she sketched out quick designs for an up and coming Vogue collection, listening to the faint sound of bass that came from the studio, every once in a while it would cut off then start right back up again.
She smiled to herself knowing that Drake and 40 must have been on some kind of wave because the music remained steady for a good hour. Tae didn't realize just how long she had been sitting and drawing until the bass of the music stopped and didn't turn back on. She stopped sketching and lifted her head and looked at the ceiling waiting for the muffled music to start playing again, but it didn't.
"I see my sleeping patterns are rubbing off on you. What you working on?" Instead of the music filling her ears again, Drake's deep husky voice did.
Tae followed him with her eyes as he circled around the couch and sat next to her looking down at her drawing.
"Was getting a little work done. Sketching designs." Drake looked down at Tae's sketchbook and smiled.
"That's crazy how you can just sketch things out like that and it turn out amazing. He said lifting up her legs, sitting down next her, and placing her legs on his lap. He began softly massaging her left foot. "I noticed your little crush on Amber Rose tonight."
Drake had a large grin on his face as he teased her, Tae through her head back and busted out laughing, her face turning red. "You saw that!?"
Tae leaned forward and set her sketchbook down on the dark brown wooden table along with her pencils.
"Yeeaaah I saw that, over there gigglin, walked in holding hands." Drake lifted his eyebrow and rolled his neck as he playfully put Tae on the spot.
Tae's laugh grew in volume, as she sat back, considering how much Drake loosened up from the first time he questioned her around alike women. Tae continued to prove to him time after time that she was with him and only wanted to be with him. Drake realized there was no reason for his insecurities of Tae sneaking around behind his back.
"She's sweet, I've met her a few times before, but that was the first time I actually reeallly hung out with her." Tae said as she pulled her slightly still damp curls into a bun on top of her head.
"Yea, she's dope." Drake added, looking down at Tae's small feet in his large hands. Drake sat quietly for a moment still rubbing her feet. "When did you know you were attracted to women too?"
Tae leaned her head back and chewed on the inside of her cheek. "I've always known, but it became apparent to me when I discovered Tyra Banks." Drake made one of his many faces of approval and dramatically held his chest.
"I knew there was a reason I loved you so much." He said looking at her with a proud grin.
Tae lightly kicked his thigh. "Ugh, shut up! And what women did it for you?"
Drake licked his lips and tilted his head back. "Pam Grier." Drakes tone of voice turned smooth as if he was singing her name. "I was thirteen when I discovered that beautiful, voluptuous, women.... And ever since then.... I was masturbating to her everyday." Drake shook his head. "I'm surprised I didn't pull my dick off, how hard I was going."
Tae began laughing so hard she started coughing, her eyes completely closed, and her hand over her mouth. "She's from the 70's, damn how'd you stumble upon her!?" Drake looked at Tae with a frowned face. "You laughing, but I'm serious. She is the women that shaped my taste in women."
Tae tried to contain herself, but the more she looked at Drake and his serious face the more she laughed.
"I used to watch all those movies that I wasn't supposed to watch that she was in, Foxy Brown, Coffee, The Doll House.... Shit, even The L Word." Tae shot up, her eyebrows frowned.
"What the fuck, The L Word!? Aubrey that came out in 2004, you were 18!" Tae yelled cocking her head back giving him a weird look.
"Is that judgment? Are you judging me right now? Cuz that's what it sounds like, and this is a judge free compound." Drake kept his serious face and thick eyebrows turned down as he twirled his index finger in the air putting emphasis on the house.
Tae shook her head still laughing as Drake grabbed her right foot this time and started massaging it. "She'd be in all those movies naked and shit, and her breast and ass was so perfect. Oh my god."
"So big breasts and big ass?" Tae asked leaning back and getting comfortable again.
"Of course, nothing wrong with large breasts, bigger the better. No reductions." Drake closed his eyes and shook his head.
"What if it's for health purposes? Like her back is hurting, hard for her to stand up straight, hard for her to workout?" Tae questioned him.
"Then just.... skim alil off the top! Don't like drop down three cup sizes! I can't lay my head comfortably on some A Cup titties!" Tae pinched the brim of her nose and closed her eyes, she began laughing again. "That's like laying on another man's chest! Ion wanna lay on no man's chest!" Drake frowned at Tae, his face twisted up as he watched her crack up again.
Tae couldn't help but to start laughing again, his dry sense of humor showing more and more as the conversation went on, the fact that he could keep a straight face and be legit serious with the nonsense that was coming out of his mouth only made Tae fall harder and harder for him.
Drake leaned forward a lil bit. "Your breasts tho.... Yeeesssss." Drake closed his eyes and a smile crossed his face.
"You ok? You having a moment?" She asked him with a smirk, Drake held up his index finger for a moment with his eyes still closed.
"I was picturing Pam's breasts and your breasts next to each other, Vintage Breasts next to New Age Breasts." Drake smiled as he leaned closer to Tae.
"Oh my god, you are....... so gross!" Tae began laughing harder the closer Drake got to her. "Such a creep! Eewwww!"
Drake crawled on top of her, slowly sliding his hand up her shirt. "Oh I'm a creep huh!?" He said in a low deep voice as he began sucking on her neck and squeezing her right breasts. With his other hand, he began tickling the side of her stomach. "I'm a creep!?"
"Ima show you a creep." Drake sat up and picked Tae up from the couch, holding her up, his arm braced under her butt. He began walking out the den and to the large staircase.
"Wait, my sketchbook!" She cried out, playfully hitting him on the shoulder.
"You don't need it for what we about to do!" He yelled back at her as he began stomping up the steps.
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Fanfiction"And Draya, Dollicia ... The rest of them?" Drake asked as his back was turned to her. Tae sat quiet again unsure of what he was really asking, what he really wanted to know that she hadn't already confessed about. "They were a 'at that moment' thin...
