DeAngelo
Bout time this nigga Kai stroll his skinny ass through them doors, I was bout to walk my ass up outta here. I only stayed cause Mani told me to get some damn work done, and all jokes aside, a nigga do wanna graduate. He spotted me in the back, and marched back here, avoiding all the other girls that were calling his name. He sat beside me and rubbed his face.
"Damn nigga finally. What the fuck took yo ass so damn long ?" He shook his head and leaned back in his seat. "Nigga what's wrong ?" I could tell that something was on this boy mind. He pulled out his phone and showed me the text message Malaysia sent him, where she was explaining the bitch ass nigga Maurice was speaking up on our names and not in no good way, bro was talking out the side of his neck. I laughed, and shook my head. "Niggas just don't know."
Kai and I met up with the girls at the same table we usually chill at during lunch. I was truly blessed with Armani. Seeing her walking up with the most pretties glow and smile just softened a niggas heart. I licked my lips as she got closer, eyeing her frame, she caught my gaze and jogged to me, jumping in my arms. I kissed her lips, and held her tight. This chemistry I feel with her is hella good, and it's something I could hold onto, she was my equal.
"So what this nigga speaking up on us for ? I'ma have a word wit his bitch ass real soon watch. I hate a gossiping ass nigga that speak up on a real ass nigga like me. Don't be a pussy and say shit when a nigga not there you feel me. Where this nigga at anyways ?" I looked around for this nigga. I was hot as.f and this nigga had the audacity to talk to them two like that. He most definitely crossed the line. "Aye Kai, let's go." I tapped Kai and threw my head in his direction. Before I could get up, Armani grabbed my arm.
"Don't do nothing violent alright. I don't need you getting suspended on me." I nodded and we walked over to that weird nigga. He looked over his shoulder and turned around when he saw us approaching him. He smiled, and rubbed his hands together. He just don't know I will slide this shit clean off his face.
"Wassup my young ones." I shook my head, trying to hold my anger in for Mani sake. This nigga really pushin it right now.
"Aye cut the bitch talk aight. What the fuck is this shit I'm hearing bout you running yo mouth with our name in it huh ? Don't be a undercover pussy g and say the shit now." He shrugged, and crossed his arms over his chest.
"I be seeing y'all two nigga mad doggin from a distance and shit, and now you got ya bitc- females doing the shit too, so I came to the conclusion that y'all pumping they heads up. I mean am I right or am I right ?" I shook my head and rubbed my hands down my face to keep calm, cuz at this point my mind was telling me to kill this nigga. That dumb ass smirk on his face was pissing me off.
"Aye I'ma keep it real smooth with you aight. Whatever the fuck you feeling like, take that shit up wit us and not our girls you feel me. We some real ass niggas babyboy. We on some shit you don't know about, so don't speak up on us unless you ready for what comes with it pretty boy." Kai said stepping to him.
"Check this out Princess, fuck you both and fuck -" stepping closer to him, I dropped my bag, only for it to be picked up by Mani. She grabbed my arm, to keep me from hittin this weird nigga.
"Fuck who ? Go ahead and finish yo sentence so I can rock yo shit right now nigga !" He chuckled rubbing his facial hair. "Baby move aight." Still she stood in front of me shoving me.
"Rock who ? To me it looks like yo bitch got you. Listen to her babyboy."
"Bitch nigga wha-" My face was snatched and I was now eye to eye with Armani. She shook her head, and pushed my chest. As she walked forward, I walked backwards, never taking my eyes off her. We were now in a cut inside the building. Still lost in her gaze, she kissed my lips, deepening the kiss, staring me in my eyes, with both arms wrapped around my neck. Caught in the moment, I picked her up and locked my arms around her, resting my hands on her ass. Gripping them roughly, a moan escaped her mouth and we both smiled breaking the kiss.
"You're bigger than a school fight alright. Save that for the streets or some. I told you I wanna see you in class and on track to graduate. Don't mess that up babe. Beside, save the aggressive talk for me. You know I like that stuff." I threw my head back in laughter, and pecked her lips.
"You really something else you know that ? You know I love yo weird ass right ?" She nodded and smiled. I still held her in my arms and stared in her eyes. This girl really got a nigga on solid.
"'You know damn well I get horny when you stare at me like that." She shook her head. "Let's go back home ? We can call in for our work." I nodded, and put her down.
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I kicked the room door open, with Mani in my arms. Her small giggles that turned into a full burst of laughter gave me life. To give her happiness and keep her smiling and in love is all I wanna do forever. Shit sounds corny, but I mean it. Closing the door, and locking it, I sat on the bed waiting for her to come back over, but instead she just stood in front of me. She smiled pulling my shirt she wore from over her head. I arched my eyebrow, and she busted into laughter again, causing me to start laughing. Next she slid off her pants, revealing her lace panties. I looked up at her and kept my eyes on her face as she slid her panties off. Her face showed she was nervous, but her comfort around me over powered it. Her cheeks fired up and she looked down, but my eyes never left her face. I stood up and walked over to her. Grabbing her hands, I put them on my shirt and nodded. She undressed me, piece by piece until I was showing nothing but skin. Her eyes that were once on my face looked down, and she bit her lip looking back up at me. I smiled shrugging, and she punched my chest. Grabbing her waist, I pulled her towards the bed, falling back with her now straddling me. She leaned down and kissed my lips. Grabbing me, she rose up, and slowly slid back down hissing, taking it like a pro; eyes still glued to mine.
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The Saint & The Sinner
General FictionArmani Hartfeild a 18 year old teen who never lived her life as a normal average teen, due to the fact that he father (Paul Hartfeild) is one of the biggest pastors in the City of Brenthills (Made Up Place). She's done nothing in her life but be the...