Overstimulated

Closer

(poem by j.c.)

Aurora stared at the Netflix options screen bewildered. "That's it?" She looked back at Erik who was slouched into her couch, a smug look on his handsome face.

"That was the end of the series? Where's the rest?" They had just finished One Punch Man and Aurora wanted more.

"You gotta wait for season two, ma." Erik paused, grinning, his canines glinting from the afternoon light floating through her curtains, "I told you that you were gone like the shit."

"Whatever Stevens. Thanks for showing me some unfinished shit," Aurora countered, picking up the empty doublestuf oreo container between them and heading to the kitchen. "At least the shit I'm going to show you is completed. Ol' cliffhanger supplyin' ass."

Erik barked a laugh at her.

"Stop bein' spoiled, Princess."

"I'm not spoiled."

"Uh-huh, I can see your lip poking out from here." She turned around, pouting exaggeratedly at him. The comical face had Erik laughing in earnest. "We starting Death Note tonight?"

Aurora sighed and turned back to the sink, "No, I promised my girls we'd go out to NV tonight." Tosha had called her earlier in the day, threatening her life. She was finally stateside, whatever "mission" she had was completed, and had demanded to see her girls. All of her girls. Aurora knew better than to tell her no.

"Oooooohhhh shit," Erik sang out, bringing the cups over to the sink where Aurora was washing their popcorn bowl. He shouldered her out of the way softly, taking over. She rolled her eyes, he never let her do shit. "You gone put ya freakem dress on?"

"Maybe I will," she provoked, hip propped against the countertop, eyeing him as she dried the dishes he handed her.

He looked her up and down slowly, licking his lip, "I'd pay some good fucking money to see that shit."

She snorted at him to pretend his words didn't have her flushed and changed the subject, "What're your plans for the night?"

"Might get up with some of my boys, go get a drink or something. Why? You inviting me to your thing?"

She narrowed her eyes at him, "It's girls night, nigga. No pussy, no invite."

"Yeah?" Erik asked, lips pulling up in the corner.

"Yeah," Aurora retorted, reaching for the cup he was passing her.

He caught her wrist, pulling her slightly closer to him, forcing her to look up into his eyes.

"Maybe I'll borrow yours tonight then."

Her eyes went wide and breathing stopped, the blood in her body igniting at his words. She unconsciously licked her lips. She wanted to follow her body's desire to give this man what he wanted.

Before she could listen, Aurora's phone rang out in her apartment and pulled her out of her stupor. Erik was closer than he was before, big body bowed down to her, eyes trained on her lips. She shook her head to regain some composure and tugged on her wrist. He let go of her and she shimmied past him to grab her phone on the coffee table.

It was Jade.

"Hey." Aurora's voice was shaking slightly. She had never been more happy or annoyed at the timing of her best friend's call.

"What up bitch, we still on for tonight?" Jade was excited.

Aurora glanced back at Erik who was now drying the rest of their dishes with his back to her.