Kelly
"Baaaabe!" I yell for Tim. I find him in the kitchen.
"Yes?" He asks.
"What's my favorite color?"
"Purple even though your closet is blacker than the sky at midnight." He says. I laugh.
"What's my middle name?"
".....Trené." He says, raising his eyebrow.
"When's my birthday?"
"February 11th."
"What's my shoe size?"
"Like a 8." He says, shrugging his shoulders.
"What's my favorite animal?"
"Panda?"
"No."
"What? Last time I checked it was a panda." He says.
"It's a koala." I say, like a kid, sounding out koala, like it had a W.
"Oh...are they illegal to have as pets?" He asks.
"Yes."
"Oh...damn." He says, looking sad.
"Why?"
"Cuz I was gonna buy one for you." He says, shrugging. I awe in my head but keep a straight face.
"Oh." I say.
"What are you making?" I say, putting my hands on his shoulders.
"Your favorite...besides chicken." He says.
"Lasagna?"
"Yep." Tim says, smiling. I lean in to kiss him and he moves.
"I was serious Kelly." He says. I pout and sit at the bar.
"I ain't tell you to walk away." He says, putting bass in his voice. I feel a shiver go down my back and walk back over to him.
"Yes?" I ask, softly.
"Gimmie a hug." He says. I hug him and he kisses my cheek. I smile. I go in my room and lay down.
"Bey go away." I say, knowing that she is about to come in my room.
"How you kno-."
"Cuz I did. Goodbye." I say, rolling my eyes. She comes in and lays behind me.
"Are you done?" I ask, turning around.
"No." She pecks my lips and holds me. I relax in her arms and smile a bit.
"Okay...bye." I say, moving. She pulls me back to her and kisses me again. I gasp and put my hand on her chest, trying to move her.
"Bey move." I say, licking my lips. She kisses me again and pulls me onto her. I moan and grab her neck. I snap out of it and get off of her.
"Kelly just....calm down." Bey says, pulling me back down to her.
"Bey we can't do this." I say.
"Says who?"
"The law and me."
"Fuck the law." Bey says. I gulp and sigh in pleasure as she sucks on my spot.
"Bey stop." I say, trying to get off of her. Bey grabs my ass and grinds me on her.
"Stop Beyoncé." I say, trying to get her hands off of me. Bey bites down my neck and to my boobs.
"Beyoncé s-stop." I say, softly. I grab her head and try to get off of her lap.
"Beyoncé." I hear. I jump and fix my clothes.
"I heard her tell you to stop, 3 times." Tim says.
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