Dark Hair with the Thick Thighs|| Blackbear (M.M.)

Morning airport |21

"So...are y'all like a thing?" Lila whispered. I rolled my eyes. "Lila you don't have to whisper. And no.
It's just a casual thing." She glanced towards my cracked bedroom door. "He seemed nice." She shrugged, making a face. "What does he do?" She whispered. "He's a musician, Blackbear." "Blackbear as in Blackbear the rapper I've heard sleeps around with a bunch of models all the time?" I rolled my eyes again. "Lila. Stop." "Im just saying, Bree. Be careful." "It's fine, Lila. I'm fine. I'm a big girl." I said picking up my food. "I know that. It's just-" I sighed. "After Elliot you're worried. I get it, I do. But I'm not the same person who spent a week crying on your couch about a boy she'd been with for years that cheated on her. I'm not that person anymore and I'm doing what makes me happy now." She sighed, nodding. "Okay." She took her food and sat on the couch. I smiled, walking back into my room. "Is she aware that you have very thin walls and I could hear pretty much the whole conversation?" Bear asked, looking up from his phone. I laughed, sitting on the other side of the bed, grabbing the tv remote. "She means well." He laughed, taking the food from my lap and taking a bite of my noodles. I rolled my eyes, scrolling through my Netflix.

"Are you staying?" I asked, changing out of my jeans and shirt into a tank top and shorts. "I guess. I'm tired, I don't feel like driving." I rolled my eyes, tying my hair up in a pony tail and walking out of the room. The lights were off and Lila was laying on the couch with the tv on. "Hey, do you need anything?" I asked. She laughed. "I'm good, Bree. You've already given me three pillows and two blankets. And your couch is comfy as hell." I smiled. "Okay. I have to get up early to pick up my dad from the airport, I'll try not to wake you up. Goodnight." "Goodnight." I went back into the bedroom, shutting the door behind me. Bear was already changed into shorts and was laying in the bed. I turned off the lights and got into the bed. He grinned at me, resting his hand on my hip, pulling me closer. "I have to get up at 4 to go to the airport." I mumbled. "Picking up your Dad?" He asked softly, tracing shapes on my hip. "And his wife Jessica...and his other two kids." He laughed. "Did you think about how you were gonna pick them up when you have a car that seats two people?" I groaned. "Good thing you have me." He smirked, pushing my hair back and placing a small kiss on my neck. "I'll take you in the morning." He whispered, rolling on top of me, continuing kissing down my neck. "Lila's in the living room." I laughed. "Then you'll have the challenge of being quiet." He smirked against my skin, trailing his fingers under my shirt. He leaned down, placing his lips on mine. I wrapped one arm around his back and my other hand tangled in his hair. His hips pressed against mine, moving slowly in rhythm with our kiss. I tugged at his shorts and he laughed, pulling away and rolling off of me. He pulled off his pants under the blanket, tossing them on the floor and I did the same with mine. I climbed on top of him and he smirked. "I like you on top." I rolled my eyes, shifting slightly, and he eased into me. I let out a very small moan, biting my lip. His hands gripped my hips, pressing in the same places small bruises had formed a few days ago. I leaned forward, gripping the bed frame tightly as our pace quickened. I closed my eyes tightly and bit my lip to keep myself from moaning. I heard Bear chuckle, wrapping his arms around me and rolling me over. I clung to him as he thrusted in and out of me. "Bree" he breathed in my ear, moaning and leaving sloppy kisses down my neck and jawline. My nails trailed up his back, no doubt leaving small scratch marks, something I learned he liked. The other hand he wasn't using to hold himself up was gripping onto my thigh.

"Hey, wake up, you're alarms going off." Someone whispered in my ear. I opened my eyes a little, seeing Bear reach over me to grab my phone, shutting off the alarm. He put my phone back on the bedside table on his side and I groaned, cuddling my head closer to what I thought was my pillow, but was apparently Bears chest. I opened my eyes fully, looking up at him. He grinned down at me, placing a small kiss on my lips. "Come on, being late to pick up your dad and his family would be a shitty way to meet them and see him for the first time in 17 years." "Let me guess, Lila made a point to tell you I'm 21."  I laughed, sitting up. He laughed too, nodding. "Yeah." I got up, walking into the bathroom. He followed behind me, walking to the toilet. "Seriously?" I groaned as he lifted the toilet seat and started to pull down his shorts. "Nothing you haven't seen before...or just a few hours ago." He laughed. I rolled my eyes, pulling my hair back and washing my face. When I was done, I patted my face dry and picked up my moisturizer. I watched bear in the mirror as he went through my drawers. "What are you looking for?" He laughed, picking something out of the drawer. "You're very whinny this early in the morning." I finished what I was doing, and he grabbed my tooth brush. It's one of those fancy sonic something ones that you can change the head on and he already had one here since he'd spent the night a few times. While he was brushing his teeth I applied concealer under my eyes and on blemishes and I powdered my face lightly. "It's too early for makeup." I groaned. "Then dont wear any." He mumbled with the tooth brush still in his mouth. "I'm meeting half of my family." He spit the toothpaste in the sink and rinsed his mouth. "You're nervous." He smirked, wrapping his arms around my waist. "I'm not nervous...I'm just trying to make a decent first impression, and that probably includes not looking dead." "Whatever you say." He said walking out. I rolled my eyes, brushing my teeth.

"You brought clothes?" I asked raising my eyebrows seeing him dressed. "I did." He said smugly. I sighed and mumbled, "Asshole." He chuckled as I walked past him, into my closet. I put on a pair of black leggings and a white slightly oversized Gucci shirt. "Come on." Bear said popping his head in. I rolled my eyes, grabbing my sunglasses and slipping on my black slides.