One Shots

in control | kyle kuzma

for @tarryforlife i hope you like it 💛
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You paced back and forth in the living room of your three story house. Kyle was late from practice and your patience was quickly growing thin.

He walked through the door with an exasperated look on his face but you were even more annoyed. It was your first day off your period and you were more than ready to fuck him. You were ready to tie him up and ride his dick until neither of you could walk anymore.

"Upstairs. Now." You said. You walked up the stairs and heard him stomping behind you. You were tired of him already and you definitely was gonna take all your anger out on him and that pretty dick of his.

"Lay down." You took your oversized shirt off and looked down at him on the bed. You crawled on top of him and kissed down his body, removing a piece of clothing every time your lips touched his skin.

"Bruh. Janae no I'm not doing this." He lightly pushed you off of him and pulled his sweats back up. "You always tryna boss me around and shit. I let it slide but that shit getting real old. I'm tired of getting bitched by yo lil ass man, on me."

"Fuck you mean?" You quickly got an attitude. "You didn't have no problem with it at first. So what's different now, huh?"

"I'm tired of it! This shit been going on for weeks Janae. Weeks! You making me look like yo bitch and shit. Tying me up and shit. Got my niggas thinking you my daddy and shit. Fuck no Janae. I'm not goin for none of that shit."

"What you mean? You sound dumb as hell. You not my bitch-"

"You tying me up like I am! Stuffing shit in my mouth and shit like what the fuck is that? That shit crazy as hell Janae. I'm not fucking with that, I swea."

He got up and tried to hug you but you weren't done and you were mad. How were you trying to make him your bitch? You didn't even know where that came from. Just a few weeks ago, he loved you tying him up and riding his face until your legs shook. But now it's different and you didn't know why. You pushed him down on the bed and he grabbed you and pulled you on top of him.

"Listen, I'm just telling you how I feel. I came home from a long day of practice and I'm tired. I don't wanna be tied up and I don't wanna have a fat ass red ball strapped to my mouth so I can't make noise. That shit makes me feel...it makes me feel like less than a man. I like control, I like to be in control. And obviously you do too. So how about we take turns sometimes, huh?"

You crossed your arms. You were very opinionated and he knew it, you weren't gonna let this go without an argument but you figured at least he was willing to give it a try, which is more than what most niggas would do. You shrugged and rolled your eyes.

"I guess Kyle." He smirked and flipped you over so you were on your back. He kissed all over your face before kissing your neck, leaving hickeys in every spot his lips connected with your skin.

"Well can I be in control this one last time? Please?" You asked with puppy dog eyes. He sighed and rolled his eyes before picking you up and putting you on top of him, so that his back was on the bed. "Go ahead get the handcuffs. I'll be here." You grinned and ran to your closet. It had a box full of all our favorite toys.

He was definitely gonna be your bitch tonight, whether he liked it or not.