NBA Oneshots and Preferences

College Beauty

Devin Booker

"Aye, you got a piece of paper?" Devin asked as he tapped the young girl sitting in the desk right in front of him.

She rolled her eyes before turning around in her seat and abandoning the notebook she used to do her homework in, along with her favorite pen.

"Yes, but considering the fact you've been putting more effort into throwing pieces of it at the back of my head instead of writing notes on it, no."

Devin sucked his teeth, "Come on, baby girl." he smiled expecting her to melt at his words.

She giggled, letting a small smile creep onto her face. But it soon faded into a straight face, fooling the confident college student.

"No." his face fell.

She chuckled before turning back around.

"Idiot."

As she walked towards her car to leave her class for the day, she spotted a figure leaning on her car.

"Hey!" She yelled, running towards the vehicle.

"Get away from my car!" She reached the human being who was leaning against her trunk and scoffed when she realized who it was.

"Devin," she sighed "Why are you leaning against my car like a weirdo?"

She reached for her pepper spray, "Do I really have to go through unnecessary measures to get you away from it."

He held his hands up, "Woah lil mama, you don't have to do all of that. I just wanted to talk to you." he smirked.

"Well you talk too damn much, so no thanks." She smiled sarcastically. She started walking to the drivers side of her car.

"But um, feel free to be ran over by my car if you want though." She joked, well kind of.

"I'll sue," he laughed

"I don't mind giving you a little tuition so you can buy you some paper."

She responded, opening her car door just for him to close it. She turned her back to the car door as she realized how close he was behind her.

They had a bit of a stare down for a bit.

"Why do you hate me?" He asked with eyebrows furrowed. Her expression ex lightened a bit. She sighed shaking her head.

"I don't hate you, Devin."

"Then what is it? Why do you reject me all the time? Why do you ignore me?"

She smiled, raising an eyebrow. "Because you want me to give you attention. You want me to be like the other girls who would bust it wide open with a snap of your fingers."

He nodded biting his lip as he realized she was kind of right.

"Now I have a question for you."

"Shoot."

"Why do you give me so much attention? You don't put this much energy into the other girls who are 10 times more beautiful then I am." she crossed her arms over her chest awaiting his answer.

He laughed, looking at her with those eyes that always made her weak, but she would never let that be known. Nor would she show it.

"Because you pay no attention to me, you act like you don't care about me, your smile is damn near contagious, you're the most beautiful girl in this college, actually the world, you always have this attitude that makes me wanna just handle it for you and put you in your place." He explained, getting closer to her face with each sentence.

He looked at her pouted lips, covered in pink gloss, looking as luscious as ever.

"And not to mention, these beautiful lips that you possess. They look absolutely kissable all the time." He whispers against her lips. She was trying so hard to move, respond, do something but her body was betraying her more than it ever has. His hand gripped onto her waist gently as it traveled up and down her side.

She was melting, for once she was being vulnerable with him and she wasn't sure how she felt about it.

Before she knew it, his lips were against her. Soft and moving perfectly was hers. The butterflies in her stomach were dancing and her mind was thinking straight at all. He slipped his tongue in, making her moan. He smirked into the kiss grabbing a hold of the side of her face with his hand as her got more into.

He pulled away putting her bottom lip. He licked his lips watching her flustered with her eyes still closed.

He leaned down to whisper in her ear, "Maybe you'll start paying more attention to me now." He smiled before walking back to campus.

She whimpered, disappointed in herself for letting him get to her.

"You weak bitch," she cursed at herself.