In which Tyquian and Bryson have sex in church.
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TYQUIAN'S GRANDMA PUFFED, at the blunt that sat between her fingers as her hips moved slutty to bobby brown - roni arm reaching out grasping onto the spatula as she flipped her pancakes over. Smiling at how golden they were before checking on her scrambled eggs and sausage links. Grits were already ready and sitting on the burner.
Everything almost ready to be served.
If you believe in love and all that it can do for you
Give it a chance, girl, you'll find romance
And if you find a tenderoni that is right for you
Make it official, give her your love
"My heart belongs to my roniiii!" She screeches, flipping the fluffy dough over. Hips sputtering as she dipped low before coming back up with ease, gyrating into the air feeling the song a little too much. "She's my only loveeeeeeee!"
"That gotdamn Bobby Brown was something sexy." The woman shakes her head, turning the eye on low so her pancakes wouldn't burn, taking another inhale from her lit blunt. "If only I had one night with him back in eighty eighty. I would've cum'd all in that gap, whew chileeeee!"
The sudden shout making Bryson shoot up from the bed as he pushes his boyfriend Tyquian off of him causing the man to roll off the bed and onto the floor, harshly. Since the dark skin was sleeping on his chest.
Heartbeat going back to normal as the younger looked around only to find out he was at the older's house but groaned once he realized what day of the week it was.
Sunday.
Which he dreaded because Tyquian's grandma always dragged them to church against their will when all they wanted to do was lay up.
But in the words of the other woman. If you not paying no fucking bills, then you not laying up in my shit all day.
Also taking them to sunday school before the man above was awake since they needed to learn the word of god.
When she didn't even know herself.
Bryson rubs a hand down his face grunting as he looked over the side of the bed and found Tyquian staring right at him with his lips frowned.
"My bad baby."
"What the fuck Bryson?" He groggily asks rubbing at his eyes and scratching at his throat the other man doing the same.
So, uncanny to them how much they acted alike. Maybe that's why the pair clicked so well.
"And if you find a tenderoni that is right for youuuuuuu!"
Tyquian being the first to finish as his ears rung hearing his grandma yell at the top of her lungs. "Why would you push me off the bed, cuz?"
He slowly gets up off the ground before slipping back in the warm bed and cuddling into Bryson's side tiny arms wrapping around his torso as the light skin's bare back sat against the headboard. Eyes blinking trying to adjust his blurry vision back to normal. Arm wrapping around the smaller male pulling him closer as the comforter was thrown back around their bodies to get rid of the cool air that was flowing from the vents.
Tyquian's grandma always having hot flashes during the middle of the night which is why she always kept the thermostat set on, fifty.
"Yo grandma scared the shit out of me." Bryson closes his eyes. "I was dreamin' so good about Rihanna, mane. She was about to let me nut on her fat ass forehead, fuck!"
