The Best Of A Swaecation (A Swae Lee Fanfiction)

Take It Or Leave It

Flashback
Swae and I were to be working on a song for Creed II, an album that the label wanted for every signed artiste to be on. The album is meant to promote Ear Drummers and Interscope Records. The only thing that Swae Lee nigga does though when we should be recording is load me with pickup lines.

"I swear to God Lee, if you don't stop trying to get into my pants I'll slap the fuck out of you!" I say to him.

"You got everything in the right places ma, you so damn fine." Swae continued to string me with pickup lines.

"You remind me of my box braids, the ones that are just so... persistent on annoying the shit out of you sometimes, especially when your on the beach but trust me those braids are awesome and hella expensive but I don't worry bout money, not anymore anyway."

Swae then pushed me up against the wall and kissed me.

"Lee, what the fuck!" I shouted at him.

"Hey, hey, hey, ma, don't shout, you look cute when you angry but don't be." Swae said and kissed me again, this time I fell into him and wrapped my arms around his neck as his tongue glided over my neck.

"Your skin's so fucking soft, ma." Swae whispered against my neck.

"I wanna know all the secrets you hide underneath these clothes." He continued as he began to slowly take me out of my clothes.

"Damn baby." Swae said as I was fully naked before him.

"Are we getting this done or what?" I asked.

I then grabbed Swae and took off his shorts and boxers, seeing as he seems to always choose to go shirtless when I'm around.

He pushed his dick into me hard causing me to scream before Swae put a hand over my mouth.

"You, gotta be quiet ma, my bro's in the next recording session with Pharell."

"You're fucking me so good and expect me to be quiet!" I whisper shouted.

Swae pushed his dick in deeper while covering my mouth, I moaned against his hand and he dropped us to the floor, putting my legs onto his shoulders and thrusting harder and harder until we both couldn't contain our volumes anymore and just moaned out loudly.

Sweating, moaning, groaning until we were interrupted by Slim Jxmmi.

"Well damn bruh." He said when he saw us.

Swae and I hurriedly picked up our clothes and put them on.

"That was nothing, you saw nothing, Jxmmi." I threatened.

"Don't threaten me ma, it ain't working." Jxmmi said.

"Well a bitch can try right?" I rhetorically asked.

"Ok let's, let's just record, ok Lee." I then said.

We then walked up to the mic and started to record our song.

After recording, I immediately packed up my bag with my lyric sheets and walked out of the studio.

Swae was running behind me anyway, maybe he doesn't get the message that whatever the hell just happened in there can't happen, although somewhere between the lines my mind and body wanted him too.

Until he pulled me into the backseat of his Maybach, that's when I realized that Swae's been chasing me for too long and I'm tired of running.