You were currently laying on the bed. You were trying to reach the remote but it was "too far".
"LUCAS" you yelled at the top of your lungs. "YES" you hear from downstairs. You don't answer. "YES Y/N!!" He yells again. You still don't answer him still looking at the boring broadcast.
You hear him suck his teeth coming up the stairs. "The fuck you yelling my name for" he says swinging the door open. "Can you get the remote for me baby" you say smiling.
He gives the really nigga face.
"Bi- I mean baby it's like 1 inch away from you" he says reaching for it. Finally handing it you, you snatch it out his hand. "Damn nigga if you gone have a attitude about take yo ol dumbo looking ass back downstairs" you say staring right into his soul.
He gets on the bed trying to kiss you. You put your foot on his chest signalling that you were mad. "Ahhhh come on babe your so hot when your mad" he says.
"Lucas get your ass out my face" you say turning to the side. He starts to rub your ass. "Lucas if you don't getcho long ass ET fingers off me" you say moving further away.
"Damn when I want some pussy I can't get it, but when YOU want some of this 5 star dick you get it" he yells.
"I'm just not in the mood right now" you say. "How about you do it for some Popeye's Chicken" he whispers in your ear.
Your ears perked up, "really Lucas" you say kissing him on his face. "I want you to kiss this dick but yeah babe" he says rolling you on top of him.
"Go get the food first negro, you aint slick" you say getting off him. He sucks his teeth and grabs the keys and a jacket.
"What you want from there" he says rolling his eyes. "Spicy and regular mixed please, with some red beans and rice and mash potatoes" you yell.
"I'll be back" he says closing the door behind him.
YOU ARE READING
AMBW Imagines
Fanfictionplease excuse my ignorance i wrote these when i was 11 or 12 ;-;