Sex dealer

twenty-five

a/n- just wanted y'all queens to know that you're fucking amazing people and you slay x

*the next day*

*THE NEXT DAY*

*THE NEXT DAY Y'ALL IT'S THE NEXT DAY*
(Repeating myself three times bc some of y'all get confused af bc you miss the time skips)

"We can't go shopping, Blake. We've been so careless about my going out. My face is probably all over the news."

"Oh, so you actually want to stay here?" Blake smirks.

I feel realisation hit me.

I'm actually not wanting to go back to my old life.

I want to stay here.

But why?

Nah, I'm just being a horny shit because I got good sex.

Whatever, I'll get over it. It's just a phase.

"I'm serious Blake."

"So am I, muffin," he smirks.

I narrow my eyes at him.

"Okay okay tell me how you went when you were at the warehouse." Blake tells me.

"They made me put on a niqab." I answer.

"But I don't have mine here." I point out.

"So we'll disguise you then." He winks and pecks my lips before pulling me up from the bed.

"Let me help you." He tells me.

He takes my hand and leads us to my room.

He walks into the WIR and chooses a short dress that's black in colour, with a v neck.

I would never wear that. Jack made me buy it.

"I know you don't want to wear this, muffin. But you're gonna have to." Blake says.

I pout.

"Hate you." I mumble as I take the dress from him and take off my current clothes, slipping on the dress.

I looked up at Blake but he wasn't there.

Just as I was about to call his name, I felt a pair of arms snake their way around my waist from the back.

"Babygirl, I'm taking that off you tonight." He whispers into my ear.

It takes me a few seconds to process what he said and I feel my heartbeat quicken.

"Blake, we literally had sex like, ten minutes ago." I roll my eyes and wiggle out of his grip.

"I said tonight, not now." He points out, pouting.

"No, Blake," I laugh.

I give his pouted lips a small kiss. "I'm sore."

"That's too bad, isn't it?" He asks.

I roll my eyes yet again.

"Is this your so called disguise?" I ask, gesturing to my dress.

"No, let's put a wig on you." He says.

He leads me outside and hands me a bald cap.

Before I can even start putting it on, I feel my mouth start to furiously water.

And then, I feel the bile rising up my throat.

I run to the toilet and start vomiting the spicy food I ate.

It leaves a burn in my throat.

I hear Blake's footsteps behind me and he takes my hair, holding it up for me.

He rubs my back softly, whispering comforting words to me as I vomit.

When I'm done, I flush the toilet and wipe my mouth with toilet paper.

I wipe the sweat that's formed on my forehead off with my sleeve and lean weakly against the wall, tears from the pain of retching rolling down my face.

"I don't think I want to go shopping, Blake." I whisper.

"Of course, if you don't-" he starts off but I don't even let him finish as I start vomiting again.

This is so disgusting, I'm surprised I haven't scared him off.

He continues to rub my back softly, waiting for me to finish.

"Wait here, babe. I'll go get you some warm water to rinse your mouth with right and then you can brush your teeth." He tells me.

He kisses my forehead and walks away.

A few minutes later, he's back with a glass of water and a tablet.

"Brush your teeth first and then take this." He tells me.

I nod and rinse my mouth with the water then get up, flush the toilet and head to the sink to brush my teeth.

I brush them and change out of my dress, into just a bathrobe.

Then, I take the pill and walk to the bedroom, Blake following me closely.

I sigh as I lie down on the bed, relaxation instantly washing over me.

My eyes are shut and I'm drifting off to sleep already when I feel an around my waist.

Blake.

I turn around and he's lying next to me, shirtless and pantless too. Just in his boxers.

"Thank you." I say quietly, burying my face into his chest.

"Anything for you, muffin." He tells me, softly playing with my hair.

I didn't know what we were and right now, I didn't even care.

I just wanted to sleep.

Slowly, my eyes started getting heavier and I was nearly asleep again when a thought hit my mind.

My eyes flew open, as I was suddenly wide awake.

Blake, I need to tell him.

"Blake!" I shake him lightly.

"Yes, babygirl?" He asks me tiredly, opening his eyes.

"Blake, fuck. I think I'm pregnant."

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Haven't updated in agesss sorry y'all but I kinda failed a math test, kinda had to get my shit togetha after that.