Shootouts

Redbone

"Keep up" Nas said running up the last flight of stairs with nicki trailing behind him. Finally he stopped and she glared at him "Nasir you didn't have to run all the way up" she panted. "What is this anyways this building looks extremely sketchy are you about to sell me or something?" She teased. He rolled his eyes and push the door open revealing a dark world outside. She slowly followed behind him feeling the cold wind whip her hair behind her "come on you scared ?" He asked her. She looked around only hearing the sounds of card as they drove near by.

"Were up really high and you play too much don't push me" she said to him not moving. He held her hand and pulled her forward slowly and placed a kiss on her forehead. Nicki let him lead her to the front of the building light slowly starting to illuminate them.

"Wow" she said her eyes widening

Nicki

I looked down at the view , my eyes couldn't focus on one thing. The speed of the lights were almost as fast as my heartbeat.  I wanted to jump into the blanket  "I-it's beautiful" I whispered unable  to look away. She promised to take me, and if she had it would have been this beautiful. I wish I had that moment with her, "you okay?" He asked me snapping me out of my daze. "Yeah why" I said quicker than I intended to "you just looked lost" he shrugged looking down at the city beneath us.
"What is this place ?" I asked him deciding to move closer, after all this was our first date. "This is my old stomping grounds" he said looking at the old billboard across from the building.  "This is where you grew up?" I gasped , I'd been asking him about his life since forever and he always never let me in.

"Well, until my mom died this is where I'd be , it's dark you can't really see it but I haven't been back here since I was 17. Don't wanna see it all just yet" he told me "you're not very big on feelings are  you "  I asked softly wrapping my arm through his. He chuckled shaking his head "you get a gun pulled enough on you to not, it's better that way" 
I pulled him back and turned him around "well...I don't have a gun" I pointed out. "And I've never had one. So do you think you could be big on them for me ?" What was I doing. The cutest smile and the soft voice I'd use to sound sweet. Was I actually trying to charm this nigga "what if I don't have any"  I giggled and pushed him a little with my hand still on his neck.

"Well from the way you're trying not to rub my ass right now I know you at least have one emotion" I teased him. I wanted him to go lower , Every time he'd slightly rubbed my thigh and whisper in my ear just to keep me up with him it made me wander. His hands were soft for someone with such a rough demeanor , and don't get me started on his teenage boy mind. all he'd whisper dirty nothings in my ears the words leading me to spread my lips for him. Which would lead to the warm kisses down my neck the stopped just before my chest, that was usually when I'd Push him off and giggle. He'd groan like a baby and I'd give him one last kiss to hold him over.  At this point it was my curiosity that wanted him to touch me see what it felt like.

"I am more than horny Onika" he said pulling my hips towards his. "If were being honest I'm intrigued" he whispered against my lips "and why is that?". " I don't understand why people like holding hands and hugging and kissing in bed. I use to find that clingy , but when you did it I felt like I was smoking some laced shit." I was thankful for the fact that he couldn't see me blush. "I've never had a girl spend longer than a day or two at my house , and in that time I've never seen one cook. Not since my mother. Then you come in and you're just..like my mom in a weird way." He paused looking over to the honking cars below before turning back to me. "You care, in general you care about people even though you don't know them. Maybe I'm use to the crowd I run with lacking decent manners. But you something else, you say please and excuse me and shit. Yell at me for knocking to enter my own room" we laughed at the last part. "I have to yell at you, you don't listen. And you walk in on my showers" I reminded him remembering my first night at his home. In the moment I was pissed , I wanted to kick him punch him all of that. But remembering it, it was kind of sexy. I was drenched, stark naked on his bed with his hands around my neck. It sounded like a porno, one you stumble upon and try to find again. "It smells like you bake when you shower"