My Bully Bey

Tension

Toni-
I stand in the doorway as I watch Beyonce tuck in her sick sister. Is she perfect at everything she do? I almost moan at the thought of her other hidden talents. Thankfully my phone vibrating in my hand suddenly snaps me out of fantasy.

I walk I into the other room and answer not bothering to check the name "hello."

"Open the door bitchhhh!" Taraji screams in my ear making me jerk the phone away from my ear.

"Raji?" I ask confused.

"Yes this is she, now that we have that established come and open the door it's starting to pour down and if my hair get messed up-" I quickly hang up before she can continue and start making my way downstairs.

Taraji-
I look at my phone with concentration on my face. Now I know this lil short ass heifer did not...alright alright don't kill her Taraji this is your friend, this is Toni. I swear if my hair get messed up and this outfit I'm going to hurt her.

As soon as I start to pace the door opens to reveal said friend that I'm going to kill.

"Thank God you made it, I was just about to start worrying I was going to have to kill you!" I exclaim before walking into the house.

She laughs as we walk into the living room making my mouth drop open "damn this is a fancy place" I whisper as I look around.

"Yeah it's nice" she says.

I turn as I hear footsteps coming down the stairs to be meet with a smirking Beyonce "well y'all in great moods today what y'all was doing last night?"

I watch as Beyonce almost trips on the stairs she has yet to descend and Toni face turns ten shades red. Well well well, they've been up to no good. See I knew it!

"We have been up to nothing-" Toni starts to say before I interrupt her dramatic rant.

"Wooh chill Tone I wasn't suggesting y'all did anything...unless y'all did" I say smirking at the two of them.

"No we haven't Taraji...um anyone hungry?" Beyonce asks, walking into the kitchen before Toni and I can even agree.

I smirk as I follow Toni into the kitchen ad she pratically drools behind Beyonce. Yeah haven't done nothing my ass just wait until Janet gets here.

Beyonce-
I swiftly enter the kitchen looking for the closest thing to alcohol I can find considering I can't drink yet. I almost moan in happiness as I spot a can of cream soda in the refrigerator. Yeah this should help me until Taraji leaves because I can't deal with her slick mouth even though it reminds me of my own, which only makes it worse.

I start guzzling the carbonated sweetness down my mouth as Toni and Taraji come in the latter wearing a chesire like smirk on her mouth. Lord help me.

"Damn Bey you extra thirsty you must was putting in a lot if work last night" Taraji says making me choke and earning her a swift elbow to the rib from Toni.

At least someone has my back I think as I cough violently. The touch of small hands at my lower back makes me freeze making me realize just how close Toni has gotten while my coughing fit was going on. I instantly jump away from her as the dirty thoughts starts zooming towards me making her frown.

"You okay?" Toni asks concerned.

"I'm fine...so anything y'all have in mind to eat, or we can ord-" I start to say only to be interrupted by lightning striking across the window followed by the loud sound of thunder making us all jump. "Okay so that answer my question, how about we make some subs" I suggest with a small smile.

"Alright but can I use your bathroom first?" Taraji asks.

I nod before telling her where to go. After she leaves I turn back towards Toni smiling only to have her roll her eyes towards me and walking away to get the bread out if the container. Whats her problem?

"Hey what's wrong with you?" I ask walking towards her. I reach out to grab her only for her to push my hands away and glare at me.

I look at the small pout that crosses her full lips and watch as she crosses her arms tucking the sub bread between her arms. I smile, which I know will only dig me deeper in a hole I have no clue how I found myself in, but I just can't help it, she is just too adorable when she is mad. A wider smile graces my face then as I realize that she will probably get anything she asks me for, and I will quickly give it to her especially if she is making the she is making now.

"You is what is wrong with me" she exclaims making me frown "you jumped away from me like I had a freaking disease when I was just trying to help you, are you ashamed of me?" She asks looking down at the floor.

I feel my heart crack as I hear the despair in her voice and see the tears threatening to fall down her face. I try to find the words to end her turmoil only to come up empty.

How do you reassure the person you love that you care for them, when the only thing you shown her over the years was hate? How do you reassure them that you won't ever heart them, when you started the hurt in the first place.

I hear voices coming in behind me and I know Toni heard them to because she suddenly lefts her head up. The sight that greets my eyes instantly finishes breaking the rest of my heart. I feel my head racing as Janet asks is everything okay behind us. I stare into her beautiful dark eyes as I feel her warm breath gentle hit my mouth making me realize just how close we are.

Toni-
As I stare up at Beyonce I see the pain written in her own beautiful light brown eyes. I know there are people standing in the room with us but all I see, feel, breath, is her. Suddenly I feel as if the room is out of air and the tension has filled up the remaking space.

"Bey-"

I start to say only to be meet with her mouth on top of my own. I freeze for just a split second until she grips my hips tightly before running her talented hands up my sides. Suddenly I'm a full participant in the charged kiss.

After a battle of control that I lose gracefully, I feel her silky tongue begging for entrance which I give instantly. This kiss is different from last night, it's almost like she is claiming me, every sweep of her delicate tongue in my mouth is like a mark of ownership. Ownership I happily sign to. Every place her hand touches is like she is blazing a fire down me and cementing her name in that spot.

I feel a heat I never felt before stirring inside me, a heat that even Lisa couldn't match. I start feeling the last of my breath  leaving me but I stay attached to her trying to take everything she is giving me until I can't take no more.

I pull away slowly as my eyes flutters open. After a minute of staring at each other darkened eyes a loud clapping snaps us out of the moment and we suddenly remember the other guest in the heated kitchen. Suddenly a throat clears loudly making everyone freeze, I look up and Beyonce turns only to be met with her mother's glare.

Suddenly the kitchen is filled with a different type of tension...