𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐃𝐎 𝐔𝐒 𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓.

001.

STOKELEY

"i can't feel my face when im with you, but i love it."

i hummed along to the song, as i flip the pancake.

"boo!"

"argh!" i screamed. "don't do that jahseh, that ain't funny!" i held my hand on my chest. "you nearly gave me a heart attack."

he rolled on the floor, laughing his ass off.

"that wasn't funny." i pout.

"you should have seen your face man, it was priceless." he laughed even harder.

"you finna make me cry."

"ok...ok, im sorry." he stood up and came for a hug but i slightly pushed him off.

i turned around to the put the things away because i was done.

"i said i was sorry," he came and hugged me from the back.

i could feel his friend poking my ass, my cheeks flushed red. "why you always gotta be so horny jah." i pushed him off.

"i ain't always horny, im just horny when im with you," he leaned against the counter, looking at me. creep. "there's a big difference."

"creep." i mumbled.

"ay, whatchu cooking cause nigga hungry." i slid plate full of bacon, pancake, egg and toast to him. "thank you...wifey." he winked.

my cheeks flushed red, but i quickly turned around so he wouldn't see it. "don't call me that."

i placed a glass of juice in front of him, "but you are."

i grabbed my plate and sat next to him, "how did you even get in?" i asked, clearly changing the subject but his slow ass didn't pick it up.

"the door was unlocked." he shrugged. "you should really stop doing that."

we eat in silence. it wasn't an uncomfortable or awkward silence.

"damn, that was so good. how you learn to cook like that."

"it just bacon, egg, pancake and toast, jah." i grabbed both of our plates. "everyone knows how to cook them."

i went to put the empty plates in the sink, "but theirs not as good as yours."

i felt a hot sting across my ass. "ouch jah, that really hurt." i whined rubbing my ass.

"well who told you to wear them little ass shorts," he licked his lips. "you know i can't control myself when you wear them." he admitted without shame.

"nigga this is my house." i mugged him. "and they ain't even that short."

they were just above about my knees.

i continued washing the dishes, when i felt him come and hug me from the back again.

but this time i didn't push him off.

"so when you gon stop playing and get with a nigga?" he nibbled on my neck, sending chills down my spine.

he was just horny, he didn't really mean what his saying right now.

i stayed quite, feeling his right hand going up my shirt.

he played with my right nipple whilst kissing on my neck. "you gon answer or what?"

with his left hand, he moved it into my short and onto my shaved dick.

my dick was already hard by just one touch.

he massage my balls softly, causing a moan to escape my lips. "ahh, s-stop teasing me j-jahseh..."

he kissed the side of my neck before pulling his hands out. "aight im bouncing."

"what!" i screamed watching him walk out the kitchen. "what the fuck jah!"

how can he just turn me on like that and leave?

"jahseh dwayne ricardo fucking onfroy, you better get yo black ass back in-" i heard the front door close. "argh!"

this nigga irritating, imma get his ass back just wait.

AUTHOR'S NOTE ↴

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truely, ashanti.