In which Taymor rides Johnathan's dick like a gahdamn pony on live.
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"IM ABOUT TO DROP ANOTHER ALBUM!" Johnathan exclaims to his live as he propped his phone up against the lamp before grabbing the plate full of spaghetti Taymor his boyfriend cooked for him. His stomach growled loudly once he looked down at his plate. Golden soft noodles smothered in cherry red colored tomato sauce that his boyfriend made from starch. Pepperoni's and large meatballs were littered on top along with a crispy cheesy garlic bread placed off to the side and a piece of crispy fried chicken as well that glistened against the lights letting the man know that it was just taken out the pan. To top it all off.
Taymor even cooked a chocolate cake, his favorite.
The man was so happy he fell in love with someone who knew how to cook.
"Damn this shit look good." He grunts picking his fork up with his un broke hand that wasn't wrapped in a cast. Once the man broke the plate in as he resumed talking to his live. "Like I was sayin', I'm about to drop another hot ass album. Y'all think baby on baby was my best. Ima shock y'all with this one."
"No cap!" Taymor yells from the kitchen causing the man to smile deeply.
"Loud ass." He chuckles as comments came flooding in saying how cute they were and loved their relationship. "Preciate it."
gangland : how many features on dis one? 🧐
hotgirl.tay : ^and how many songs because ....
bang_bang_got_ya_bitch : fuck what they talkin' about. I hope you changin' yo' flow up on dis one🤨
bde_nari : no cap😂 nigga release the same songs every tape or single
Johnathan laughs reading over the comments while tossing a pepperoni into his diamond filled mouth.
He knew people hated him rapping the same and should be versatile but the man felt as if he didn't have to be.
That same flow was still getting the bills paid, making sure his daughter was straight, putting Taymor through school and keeping money in his pockets. So he didn't really see the problem.
They were still going to stream his music anyways.
"Y'all talk a lot of shit over the internet but in real life I'll beat the shit out of one of you niggas, no cap." Johnathan laughs before balling his fist up. "Bop, bop, bop." He faked punched at the air and kicked at the ground before licking over his lips and looking at more comments while still eating from his almost gone plate.
"To answer that other question I just might do sixteen songs. I don't kno' yet though, and I only have one feature as of right na' and that's with Stunna aka the youngest in charge, big fo' times."
"Fo' times!" Taymor yells again while moving about the kitchen cleaning it up. "Baby, what you want to drink?!"
Johnathan tears of piece of his garlic bread off before placing it in his mouth. "Yeah bae!"
"Which is?!"
"Ice tea!"
"There ain' no more Khalick came over here and had the last little bit!"
That caused the dark skin to suck his teeth instantly once Taymor answered him back. It took every thing in him not to call the man and cuss him out for drinking his shit.
