Honest

Love and war part 2

I finally made it back to my apartment I shared with Coby. He hasn't been in the house long enough for us to talk the most we've said to each other was 'hi ' and 'bye'. His face had a few lumps and bruises but he was so attractive he wore even his war wounds well.
Right now he was in the living room playing the game with some teammates like normal and I was laying in my bed catching up on my studies. I heard a knock at the door before I could get it I saw Demi at the door. "Wassup Coby" he greeted as if nothing transpired between the two of them.
Coby nodded but I could tell by the look in Coby eyes it wasn't over. I was stuck in place. "Wassup baby" He walked up to me and pecked me on the lips. I was looking at Coby the entire time my body swelled in anxiety.
"Come on let's go lay down." Demi said as he directed me to my room. When we made it to my room we sat on my bed and I was quiet I honestly didn't know what to say to him. "You want a massage?"
     I remained quiet laying on my stomach indicating that I did. Instead of hands I felt his lips graze my neck followed by his hands. They were cold to the touch but yet so relaxing as his hand rubbed up and down my back. "How was your day?" I felt his lips again this time trailing down my back.
       "I was... I mean." When his lips started towards the crack of my ass I jumped. "Alright!" I finished my sentence.
        "Why you so jumpy?" He slid to my side so we were looking face to face.
      "There's people in the other room.
      "So" he looked at my without a care in the world.
       "I don't want to start nothing I can't finish." I said playing with his ears, something I started doing out of habit.
      He looked at me deep. "Then make sure you finish." In one smooth motion he pulled me on top of him and grabbed my ass and started playing with my hole. "That nigga Stephen approached me today."
      I stayed quiet I never told him what I did to Stephen, so I was curious what he had to say. "You got my ass in your hands and you wanna talk about Stephen?" I leaned in and started sucking on his bottom lip.
      "You know better than that, but I do want you to explain to me why that nigga is approaching me about what's mine?" He said in between kisses.
      "And what's yours exactly?" I challenged him. Instead of responding I was flipped over with my legs spread and my pants ripped off.
      "Since you gotta ask ima show you." He went face first for my ass. I was at a loss for words but I moans escaped right along with any bit of dignity I had before Demi showed up.
     At this moment I was embarrassed because I know the niggas in the other room could hear me. My embarassment was short lived because out of no where Demi was deep in my guts. I gasped. "You still confused on who this belongs to?" Demi growled.
      "Ughh! Shit." I shook my head no.
      "Nah baby boy I need that attitude back you had a second ago." He stroked long and deep. "Use your words baby, tell me who it belongs to." His words deep and husky.
       "Mmm." I bit my botttom lip. The intensity of this moment truly took my breath away. I attempted to sit up. But was pushed back down, Demi spreading my legs wider. Giving me slower strokes so I could catch my breath. I looked away as Demi focused on my every movement.
       "My lil baby fighting it huh?" He smiled at me. He placed a small kiss right on the sides of my lips. It was more intimate than a kiss on the lips. "You know I love it when you fighting it right, you want me to work for it huh?" His strokes were still at a steady pace but the strokes became more intense. He was now kissing under my chin. "I'm gonna ask you one more time who this belong to."
      "Yours! Baby, Demi it's all yours!" I finally released.
       "Nah this aint the only thing that's mine." He found my spot and was focusing on it as he grinded in me. "I don't just want your body baby boy, I want your mind too." I wanted to ball up but the pleasure was relentless, "I want your soul" sweat beads were now dripping from his forehead to my skin. "And your heart,  baby." I was on edge. "You're a reflection of me and I of you, baby."
       "Demi I-"
       "Baby you're mines." He roared.
       "Baby I'm abou-" I placed my hands on his chest.
        My hands didn't even phase him. "Say it!"
        "I'm yours!" I barely got out as my body went into convulsions from an intense prostate orgasm. Demi places light kisses over my body as I recovered.
        "You ready to tell me what happened?"

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After a few more rounds and hot make out sessions I explained everything t Demi. Fortunately he wasn't mad he understood where my head space. I even went so far as to explain my frustration with my emotions for him at the time. We stayed up until mid night before we headed to the door so I could walk him out.
     When we made it to the living room we were met by the darkness and white eyes that seemed even darker then the room. "You think you're gonna fuck on the nigga I love" Coby spoke voice filled with malice.
       "Nah the nigga I love is fucking the nigga he loves." Demi said calmly.
       In a swift motion Coby caught Demi with a quick convo. But that slight advantage didn't throw Demi off enough because they were going toe to toe. Coby wasn't slacking like he did last time he was keeping up but still I tried to calm them down.
    "Stop!" I made the mistake of trying to separating them but was knocked down from a severe blow to my head causing them both to stop. I was dizzy and couldn't find my balance to get up.
      "Oh shit baby" Demi came to my side. "I'm sorry baby boy come on." He said lifting me in the air.
       I know I was a bad ass to most but I was far from a fighter. "Put him down." Coby demanded.
        "Coby I'll be back. I'm gonna go with Demi." I tried to mediate the situation.
       "Honest I've always been there for you. I swear I can't take it. If you leave with him-" Coby started.
     "Then I leave with him. This is my choice Coby, I love you too but I'm not gonna do this with you right now okay!" I yelled growing frustrated. "I'll talk to you tomorrow." I rested my head on Demi's shoulder. My head was spinning.
     Coby stood there and stared at me for a second before leaving for his room.
     "I'm sorry baby boy." He kissed my eye I flinched from the touch. "It's gonna be alright."
       A tear dropped. Not from sadness but from anger. "I hope so."