Jasmine Avianna Yow
I hugged Ski back, taking in how good he smelled. At this rate, he could have me calling him papi by the end of this week. Baby boy can get this work. Nah, lemme stop playin'.
His mans X walked in, and said something slick. We weren't really paying him any mind. "Why are y'all hugging anyway? Ski, you ain't on that pussy shit, right?"
"No, nigga. She made me some bomb ass chinese food. Might have to wife her."
"Bet. Stick to that and on my moms I'll make you food everyday."
"Only if you call me papi."
"Treat me like ya wife, and you got a deal."
"Bet," he said, shaking my hand.
X just shook his head. "We'll see," he mumbled.
Jahseh Dwayne Onfroy
We'll see about this little bet they got going on. I might just take his bitch for the fun of it. Bless her with that dagger dick. Y'all know the drill.
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FanfictionThe shenanigans of (grumpy, but cool) X, (ever wearing durag) Ski Mask, (loveable and beautiful) Jasmine, and (wacky, and crazy) Skiiyuh. Join them to see what ensues. Complete ✔ - #620 in fanfiction