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tamakishoochie · 2 years

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Part 2

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18+, MDNI, NSFW

Word count: 2796

THIS IS A BLACK BNHA FIC‼️

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"What you tryna do after this?" Elijah asked with his body pressed up against your backside and the slight chill of his chain making you shiver.

You've been close to him like this for over an hour now with his large hands placed on your curves and your ass back against him.

"If I'm being honest, I'm ready to go home after this.." You look around again to try and find Mo and Yanni, but you couldn't see them. With one hand on your hip, Elijah guides you back over to the bar for you to sit down.

"Dang, you're not having fun?" He asked, a look of concern on his brown, smooth face. You wave your hands frantically while shaking your head.

"No no, it's not that! I'm just a little tired now. I don't usually stay up this late." You nervously chuckle and tap your acrylic nails against the counter of the bar. Elijah had offered to buy a drink for you, but you politely declined and watched as he downed a shot of Henny. His adam's apple bobbed up and down as he swallowed.

"I'm not feeling this party anymore, either. You wanna come up to my room?" Elijah asked before tilting his head towards you, looking at you through his long, red locs. You felt heat rush up to your cheeks and you cough a little to ease the weird feeling you felt. Elijah noticed your reaction and smiled, his dimples, once again, making you melt.

"Nah, I'm not on any freaky shit, honey. We can go up to my room and just chill if that's what you want." He holds his hand out to you and you nod your head, placing your hand in his large one. Looking down at your feet, Elijah noticed that you didn't have any shoes on.

"Uh, your shoes...?"

Your eyes widened and you immediately felt embarrassed at the fact that you weren't wearing any shoes. GIRL, HE SAW YOUR TOES 😭

You were so thankful that it was dark in there.

"I took them off because they were bothering my feet. I have no idea where they are now, though."

"I'll carry you. Come on."

Smiling, you stand up from your seat but almost have a heart attack after feeling him grip your sides before picking you up. Those same hands moved down underneath your booty to keep you supported so that you wouldn't fall. Acting on instinct, you wrap your legs around Elijah's waist and your arms around his neck.

"Hang on."

He says before walking through the large crowd of people, carrying you so you wouldn't have to walk. Being close to him allowed you to get a good whiff of him. His scent was intoxicating and the cologne he wore only intensified it. You decided to keep your nose buried in his neck until he put you down. He smelled so good!

After walking up a few stairs, Elijah carries you to his room, the loud music from before was now just a light rumble downstairs, thanks to the soundproof room he had.

Closing the door behind him, he sets you down on his bed before heading over to the little table he kept in a corner that was decorated with empty bottles, Protein shakes, and a little tray with weed on it.

"You smoke? I got a bottle of Casamigos in my fridge too if you want some of that." Elijah held up a blunt to you that was previously rolled.

"Yeah, let me hit that." You hold your fingers out for the blunt, making Elijah chuckle. Placing the blunt between his lips, he lights it and takes a hit himself before handing it to you. He blows out the smoke through his nose while digging through some drawers to find a shirt to wear.

You take a few puffs from the blunt as you watch him slip on a black tank top that quickly hid his abs and all of the scars he got from work.

The black tank and sweatpants combo.

Oh, that was dangerous

"So, I hear you're a Red Riot fan. Am I everything you thought I'd be?" Elijah questioned with a small smirk on his face. He lied down next to you with his hand behind his head, holding his other hand out for the blunt he passed to you.

"You're everything and more! Ugh, I wish I had something for you to sign." You sighed before passing the blunt back to him. You were going to a pro-hero party, of course, you should've brought something for him to sign!

"I could sign your hand or something? Lots of people ask me to sign random body parts." He laughed and sat up next to you, the weight of his body making the bed sink in a little.

"Have you ever had to sign someone's ass or tits before?" You spoke bluntly, the mixture of weed and alcohol giving you the buzz you've been asking for. The low R&B playing in the background completed the calm atmosphere of his bedroom and the glowing red lights made it spicier.

"I've signed a few breasts before, but never gave anyone an ass signature. You wanna be the first?~" Elijah joked and laughed it off, but you took his words a little too seriously. Standing up, you move in front of him and grip the bottom of your dress.

"Could you..? If you want.." He was shocked to see that you were serious but didn't leave you hanging. Reaching over to his nightstand, he picks up a black sharpie.

With a deep breath, you lift your dress to reveal a red laced thong you forgot you were wearing. Taking another puff from the blunt, Elijah steals a glance downward before gesturing you to bend over his lap.

"Lemme sign that ass then, shit!" Elijah let out a deep belly laugh as you bent over his knee and you felt him grope and squeeze your ass first.

"I like this color on you, by the way.." he spoke again while hooking a finger under the thong strap, pulling it back and then letting it slap back against your skin with a 'thwack' sound.

Elijah writes 'Red Riot' in cursive on your left ass cheek then adds his number underneath it. This was something he rarely did with women among his fan base, but he liked you. A lot.

If you'd let him, he could play with your ass and thong all night. The way it jiggled every time he moved his knee made his dick twitch and it looked so soft, soft enough to want to bite it. He licks over his sharp teeth before speaking again.

"Look, earlier when you were dancing on me? That left me kinda... you know.."

"Bricked up?" You say, deadpanning while looking back at him. He chuckled nervously and nodded his head to your blunt remark. With both hands on your hips, he helps you stand up straight again and his hands trail down to the back of your thighs, gripping the soft skin there.

"You wanna help me take care of it..?" The way his voice dropped made you squeeze your legs together and the grip he had on your thighs? He acted like you were his and in a way, you were.

For tonight, at least.

Biting your bottom lip, you nod your head, and a blush that no one could see rose to your brown cheeks. You sit down on his lap with your back facing him and he reaches around to spread your legs with his hands. Elijah passes the blunt back to you and intended for you to keep it this time. He was about to get busy, anyway.

Moving your thong to the side, Elijah cupped his hand over your pussy and lightly flicked his middle finger over your clit, making sure to smear your wetness all over it. Your body made the tiniest movements in response to his fingers teasing you and you let out a little moan because of it. You felt his other hand slide up your body to grope your breast, giving it a gentle yet firm squeeze.

"What's your name, honey? I forgot to ask, my bad.." Elijah slurred his words into the nape of your neck, leaving small kisses and gently nibbling on the skin. He wanted to bite it so bad, but he had to go slow for you.

"Hng—Y/n...i-it's y/n.." You replied as you moved your head to the side to give him more room to kiss on your neck. Picking you up, he lays you on the bed with your back against the sheets and he helps you take the rest of your dress off, leaving you only in your red lace thong, which didn't last long. Elijah, activating his quirk, hardens his finger and hooks it onto the last piece of clothing you had on before ripping it off of you. Now, you were sprawled out naked on Mr. Riot's bed with a blunt in your hand, which was truly a wish come true. From where you were, you could see the print in his sweatpants and good god, was he big!

Elijah wasn't one to rush into things right away, he liked to stop and admire, and right now, he couldn't get over how good your body looked in his bed. Licking your juices from his fingers, he thought of every little thing he could do to your body and it all made him even harder, he didn't know where to start.

"Do me a favor? Get on your hands and knees fa me instead." He spoke and you obeyed, putting the blunt out on the ashtray on his nightstand before turning over on your hands and knees. You had no idea what he was trying to do, but you felt a hand press down on your back, signaling you to arch your it, and you do. Reaching around underneath your abdomen, Elijah wraps his arm around your thighs to keep you from going anywhere.

"You ever had your ass eaten before?" He asked while spreading your ass with one hand, making your pussy crack a personified smile.

"N-no.." you say quietly, too embarrassed to say anything else. Smirking, Elijah kisses your hyperpigmented labia.

"Let me be the first then~.."

He says before burying his face in your ass, swirling and licking all over your puckered hole. You gasp in surprise at the strange new feeling, but you didn't complain. Instead, you moaned into the sheets as you let your favorite Hero do what he wanted to you. You could feel how wet and slimy he made it with his tongue, spreading your ass even more to have easier access to your asshole.

After making it all nice and wet, he moves his tongue lower to your dripping wet pussy that was currently clenching around nothing. You wanted him to play with it, wanted him to abuse your leaking hole but you had to be patient. Your toes curl and your back arches even more after feeling his tongue poke and prod at your clitoris and you move your ass back against his face, needing to feel MORE from him.

"Oooh~.." you groan, the pleasure coursing through your body and his fiery touch making you go insane.

"I-..I-..mm!~" you tried to form a complete sentence but the feeling of Elijah's thick thumb slipping inside of your ass caught you off guard.

"Bumboclat! this pussy is so fuckin' pretty~.." He growled into your cunt, slurping and sucking at you like a starved man. His teeth gently nip at your clit which was followed by a long swipe of his tongue afterward. This goes on for a little while longer with him switching between your ass and pussy repeatedly, that was until he decided you were ready for him now.

Elijah let go of you before rolling you back over on your back, the look of pleasure on your face making him smirk.

"You ready, honey? I know I'm big, but I'll be gentle with you, okay?" Your body was burning up at this point and you didn't care how big he was, you just needed him inside of you. Grabbing a couple of pillows, he places them underneath your head to make you more comfortable before climbing on top, the obvious tent in his pants poking your inner thigh.

"If I get tuh' biting you too hard, baby, let me know." He stated while removing the black tank top he had just put on earlier. With one hand by your head, Elijah pulls his sweats and boxers down to his mid-thigh with his other hand just enough for his cock to spring out. He wasn't lying about being big.

The hyperpigmentation on it made it look so pretty with a little reddish-pink color dusting the tip of it. It was veiny, too! Glistening from all the pre-cum surrounding the head of it.

He rubs his thick cock against your pussy a few times before slowly and carefully inserting himself inside of you, the tightness around his dick making his teeth clench and eyes close.

"Fuck, you're tight.." He whispered while he hovered his body over you, his chain dangling in your face. You gripped his shoulders and dug your nails into them as you felt him sliding in. The stretch was insane, you've never had anything this big before!

"We're gonna do half, for now, sweetheart. Don't want you—hng—getting overwhelmed.." He groans out before kissing your forehead, stopping halfway. His thrusts were slow and precise, giving you time to adjust to his size before he got serious.

The way you clenched around him made his head spin and with every thrust, you sucked him in even more.

"Fuck—I know what I just said, honey, But I gotta put it all in..”

Elijah presses his chest against yours, careful not to put all of his weight on you, and thrusts inside of you, making you moan and scratch up his back in response. You felt so full and you could've sworn you saw a bulge in your stomach. Damn

"There you go, baby," he started with a grunt as he began to move again, thrusting into you with a lot more vigor now,

"You're takin' me so well, sweetheart~.."

You were barely able to keep your eyes focused on him as he rocked your entire body along with the bed, the headboard bumping into the wall over and over. Your moans were like music to Elijah's ears and made him more determined to keep going.

The two of you were panting hard like dogs and the room smelled of sex, weed, and liquor. He had thrown you into various positions, getting deeper inside of you each time while successfully hitting your g-spot. From the back, side, front, he never missed!

Now, he had you bent over on the bed with him grabbing your arms and pulling you back on his dick, his hips thrusting into you harder, faster, and rougher than before. A white, creamy ring formed at the base of his cock as he continued to slam his hips into you. You were at your wits end with this man, too drunk on cock to do anything except feel, and Goddamn did he make you FEEL IT.

"I'm..I'm gonna c-cum!~" you managed to mewl out with tears of pleasure prickling at the corners of your eyes. Letting go of your arms, Elijah places both hands on your lower back to keep you arched right before drilling into your pussy as hard and as fast as he could, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoed throughout the room along with your moans and screams.

"Come on, baby, cum fa' daddy.." he growled in ecstasy as the tip of his cock repeatedly kissed the opening of your womb. Without any warning, Elijah puts you in a headlock and continues ramming into you until finally, with a loud groan, empties his balls deep inside of you. Your eyes roll back and your body shakes and trembles after you reach your orgasm with him. His huge balls twitch as they empty themselves inside of you.

"Gah damn.." Elijah shuddered with his dick still inside of you. He gives your ass a love tap before pulling out of you.

"You can sleep here if you want, and I-.."

He stopped talking after hearing the soft sounds of you snoring and he couldn't help but smile. Kissing your forehead, he tucks you into his bed with him right beside you.

"It was nice meeting you, y/n.."

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tamakishoochie · 2 years

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Part 1

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18+, MDNI

Word count: I forgot my dudes lol

THIS IS A BLACK BNHA FIC‼️

DONT LIKE? DONT READ MF‼️

"Alright ladies, I'm back from the mall with some items I need you to try on!”

Yanni exclaimed excitedly as she tossed the bags she held on the bed the three of you, Yanni, Monique, and yourself, shared. You all grew up together, went to the same school, and graduated together, so it made sense to move in with each other. You could all afford to buy your own beds, but you, along with your two roommates, enjoyed the cuddling.

"Aht, now you gotta tell us what you have planned," Mo said, eyeing the shopping bags hard while you sat next to her with a straight face. Knowing Yanni, it was probably another night out at a club.

"Okay fine. Y'all know Dynamite, right? The Hero? Well, he invited me to his homie's house party tonight and I'm taking my two favorite girls with me."

"Dynamite? We're supposed to believe that YOU know him and he knows you..? Girl..." You gave her the 'your deadass?' look before rolling your eyes and waving her off. Yanni had a little crush on the Hero for a while now and somehow he magically knows her all of a sudden?

"Really? How do you know Dynamite?" Mo asked, arching a brow at her friend and Yanni smiled in response with a little blush on her golden-brown face. You placed your thumb under your chin and thought about her words for a while until it finally popped up in your head. With a hand over your mouth and wide eyes, you start to shake Mo's shoulder with your other hand.

"YOU'RE...FUCKING...DYNAMITE?" Mo made the 'OOP' noise right before the three of you squealed like school girls.

"Now how did you get his mean ass to notice you?" You skeptically asked with your arms crossed. The man stayed with a scowl on him and of all people, why DYNAMITE? The dude was mean and cold to everyone, even his girl fans.

"That's a story for another time! Now hurry up and try on these clothes, we gotta party to go to tonight." Yanni spoke before going to the bathroom to freshen up her makeup.

"I'm gonna go get y'all some jewelry, I'll be right back." Yanni says while applying another glossy coat of lip gloss as she makes her way towards the door again.

"Why can't we use your stuff? You have more than enough." You say with a hand on your hip and Mo nods her head in agreement.

"Y/n you still owe me a 50K pearl necklace and Mo, you lost my favorite diamond choker. I'm not lending you two bamsee-holes anything else." Yanni says before leaving through the door again. Both you and Mo look away at the same time, biting both of your fists in embarrassment. You forgot about that pearl necklace incident. Reaching into one of the bags, Mo pulls out a brown leather dress that came with black and white spotted thigh high heels.

"Oh, these are cute!" Mo chirped happily as she glanced over her outfit for tonight. You could always count on Yanni to keep her girls looking like baddies. With a lazy grunt, you reach over to the other bag before pulling it over to you. Reaching in, you take out your assumed outfit and squint with puckered lips. It was another leather dress that looked as if it would go all the way down to your shins. Something you could barely move in.

"Now how am I s'pose throw ass in this?" Tossing the dress to the side, you look in your bag again to see if there was anything else to wear. With that big of a smile on your face, thankfully there was. You pull out another dress from the bag and your eyes lit up because you knew you could make something shake with this. It was an olive green dress with decorated holes on the sleeves and both sides of the dress. The fabric was soft like leggings and with the type of ass you had??? They might as well call you thunder booty! With a glance at the clock, you get up to start changing.

"What time did she say the party started, Mo?" You asked and she shrugged so the two of you squeezed into the bathroom together to change just in case. It was 10:30 PM already, so you assumed it would start around 11:00, and knowing Yanni, she wouldn't tell you the time until it was last minute.

~~~~~~~~~~TIMESKIP~~~~~~~~~

"Alright now, girls! Is your makeup done? Is your hair done? Jewelry on?" Yanni called back to you and Mo as the three of you stepped out of her Bugatti that was parked outside the gates of what looked like a mansion.

"I gotta do my lips real quick since we barely had time to get everything else done, damnit." You mumbled as you dug in your purse for your gloss. As you applied, you could hear music blaring from within the large house, the song "Buss It" making you dance a little in the seat. Afterwards, you climb out of the car and walk up to the gate where a HUGE group of people waited just to get inside. Yanni led you and Mo to the very front, ignoring the complaints from the crowd, and tried walking past the security guards but they wouldn't let them through.

"Hello? I'm Yanni Aoyama, the model?? Let us through." The guards shook their heads and continued to stay in y'all's way.

"I know Dynamite, he's the one that invited us," Yanni spoke and pointed back at you and Mo. The two guards looked at each other and laughed.

"We've heard that one before, princess. BACK OF THE LINE!" The guard yelled and that was when you heard a loud, deep 'AYE' from within the gates. Looking between the bars of the gate, you could see Kendrell Bakugo, better known as Dynamite, walking down some steps shirtless with a Hennessy bottle in his hand. His cuban link chain and studded earrings sparkled from the moonlight. Intense, blood-red eyes glance over to Yanni then at the guards.

"Didn't I say if a blonde walks up in this bitch like she owns the place, to let her in? Let my girl in and stop fuckin' with me." His voice dropped a couple of octaves and that made the guards finally let you three in followed by a 'yes sir, sorry sir.' You watched as Yanni ran up to Dynamite, kissing him on the lips before hugging him. So she WASN'T bull shitting earlier.

"Look, I wanna introduce you to my friends." Yanni chirped as she brought him over. Dynamite nodded his head to both you and Mo.

"Remember I told you about Mo, the one who was obsessed with Cellophane? And Y/N is the one that liked Red Riot." Yanni explained to him and he smirked while wrapping his arm around Yanni's shoulder.

"So you like Cellophane and you like big homie, Red Riot?"

He took a sip from his bottle before continuing,

"You're their type, you know? Told 'em to look out for a couple of girls like you. My guy, Cellophane, likes big-headed women." He points to Mo who blushed from embarrassment and from the fact that she could potentially be with someone who appreciated her forehead size :(

"No disrespect, ma, you're still cute though. Look at Rihanna, her head is big as hell but she's still fine as hell, too." Yanni gently yet firmly jabbed his side with her elbow, signaling for him to stop being mean. Again, what did she see in him?

"And you, you're decent. For Red Riot, at least." He snorted from his corny joke and you rolled your eyes. Boo🍅🍅🍅you were throwing tomatoes at him in your mind.

"You ain't skinny-" Yanni pinched his earlobe hard and he cursed under his breath from the pain. It's crazy how she's the only one that could do that without being blown up.

"You didn't let me finish, fuck! Look, you're not skinny, but that's a good thing. Red likes the chubby, thick women. Especially ones with attitude." He sips from his bottle again, eyeing you hard.

"Anyway, all the Heroes are inside in a dance circle. You'll find the bastards in there." You nod and head your way to the front doors of the mansion with Mo at your side.

"You coming, Yanni?" You flip your hair over your shoulder before looking back to see Yanni having her neck attacked by Dynamite with kisses and bites. Oh, she was getting some action later.

"Come on, Mo, let's get inside." The closer you got to the doors, the more you could feel the vibrations through them from the music being loud as hell. The song '10 Bandz' had just gone off and the song 'Look At Me Now' started to play. Opening the door, you walk in with Mo right behind you and your eyes adjust to the colorful lights flashing everywhere along with what looked like smoke coming from a mini fog machine. You didn't expect anything less from a hood-ass house party. There were red cups and bottles everywhere on the ground and the whole place smelled like weed and sweat. Pretty sure you found some panties and bras too.

"Mo, if niggas get to shootin' we're running out of here like tomb raiders. Do you understand?" You playfully made a running motion in place and the two of you giggle at the joke that could very much happen at things like this. Dynamite was right though, there was a dance circle going on and a large one too.

"You wanna get something to drink first or see what's happening in that circle?" You asked Mo who was looking around nervously. She was watching out for Cellophane.

"Drinks it is, then!" You cheer while guiding your friend to the bar where two people were making out. You ordered a glass of water and something strong for yourself. You needed a buzz to start dancing and acting a fool. You wouldn't remember it either way tomorrow. All of a sudden, the music stopped playing and everyone got quiet. Looking up, you see a man with a black mullet standing on the second floor with chains dangling around his neck. He wore a black wife beater and yellow sweatpants. Looking down at the crowd, the man who goes by Hasani Sero, better known as Cellophane, started rapping lyrics to a song loud enough for everyone to hear.

I got yo' bitch in a headlocc,

fucked on that bitch, then I sped off

Hit the gas, lookin' for red dots?

Cellophane asked as if the lyric was a question to be answered. He sipped from his red cup and smiled after getting the reaction he wanted. The crowd all yelled out in unison, screaming 'HEADLOCC' right before the song 'Headlocc' by Yella Beezy started playing right after and everything got loud again. That was one hell of an entrance. You looked over at Mo and saw her fidgeting in her seat and slowly sipping her water.

"There goes your man, girl~.." You tease Mo and she gulped while watching Cellophane make his way downstairs to finally join the party, his head bobbing to the beat of the music. Out of the entire squad, Cellophane had to be the finest. Well, the second finest. Okay no, he was the third because Big M was fine as hell too. But something about Desmond...UGH, they were all fine.

The only one that stood out the most to you though, was Elijah. Better known as Red Riot.

God, that man DOES things to you, even now you could feel the butterflies in your stomach just from thinking about him. He was tall, standing at a good 6'7, so you would have to look up at him. That man was swole and he looked so strong! Not to mention the tattoos he had. Those turned you on. The chain he wore, the locs, his lips, AND OH LAWD, the GRILLZ he wore! Red Riot was finer than fine. You take a sip of your drink and look around the room. It was lit tonight, even though you weren't the party type. If it had been someone else telling you there was a party tonight, you wouldn't have come at all.

"Alright now, imma need all the baddies in this mothafucker to get in the circle and show daddy electro what you can do!" Yelled Desmond, better known as Chargebolt. He sounded drunk from how he slurred his words through the mic. Right before he passed out, though, the song 'Get Low' began to play and you couldn't resist the intro to the song. The drink you had earlier started to get to you and the song was a CLASSIC banger.

"Come on, Mo, let's pop our puss-" you looked back and saw no one there. She must've gone along without you. You squeezed and moved your way through the crowd to find a good spot to dance in until someone bumped into you who was dancing a little too hard.

"Aye, watch it-" you began but then realized who it was.

"Oh hey, I found you again!" Yanni spoke loudly to make sure you heard her over the loud music. Grabbing your wrist, she drags you towards the front of the circle.

"Mo's in the center of the circle and she's dancing on Cellophane! You gotta see!" You two made it to the front and there she was, moving and shaking her ass on Hasani, who looked like he enjoyed it. With every movement she made, he would follow along with his hips up against her ass. Sigh, your second girl was gonna get some action later, too. You cheered for Monique as she continued to dance on her celebrity crush. The quiet girl was throwing ass, who would've thought.

"OOH, I love this song!" Yanni giggled while swaying her hips to the intro of 'Have Mercy' by Chloe that played next. In the mixture of people, Yanni managed to have a little space of her own to start dancing to the beat of the song, her hips wining in all directions. You respected and went by the girl code, so you instinctively went behind Yanni to make sure no one would even THINK about coming up behind her. With the liquor still in your system, you decide to start dancing too, right next to your friend. The two of you laugh and hype each other up as you both throw some ass! Yanni made it bounce and you threw yours in a circle and you had fun while doing it.

The next few songs came and went and you had eventually taken off your heels because they were KILLING your feet. Sitting down with another drink in your hand, you watched Yanni dance with Kendrell and the look on her face made you smile. She deserved to be this happy all the time. You were about to call it quits and let her know you were ready to go, that was until you heard the all too familiar 'MM MM MM MM MM MM LEMME TALK TO 'EM' of the next song playing. Apple. Bottom. Jeans. A hood classic! Downing your last drink, you make your way towards the center of the circle with Yanni and Mo right behind you. Y'all were here to fuck it up on the dance floor! After the beat dropped, you dropped it to the floor twerking low to the ground with Yanni and Mo screaming as they cheered you on.

"What yall know about this?" You say jokingly, trying to impersonate an old man. You were having so much fun that you didn't even notice a certain pair of red eyes staring you down hard. At the 'shawty got low' part, Yanni and Mo and every other person made their way down to the floor before slowly bringing it back up again. Right in the middle of the song, Hasani and Elijah themselves, the tallest dudes in here, make their way to the center. The 'Entertainers' that everyone loved at every party. The two were goofballs, but they knew how to keep a party going.

"THAT'S WHAT I TOLD HER, HER LEGS ON MY SHOULDERS..." Yelled Elijah after being handed a mic to sing along with the rest of the song. He shook his red locs and bobbed his head violently with Hasani as he continued. Hearing his deep voice rapping the lyrics made butterflies invade your stomach again. He was so HOT.

To keep everything cool and calm, you continued to dance with Yanni and Mo, ignoring the tall man at all costs. Well, you tried to at least. You were getting into it again and didn't even notice someone was approaching you. Mo and Yanni noticed and motioned for everyone to make a new circle around you and the man behind you. You didn't understand what was happening until you felt someone bump roughly into you from behind, almost knocking you over.

"Gah damn! Watch it! You're not trying to fuc-" You turn around to give the person a piece of your mind until you see who it was.

"-k me.."

Elijah smiled a sharp, toothy grin and showed off his grill and dimples as he gripped your hips and pulled you back against him.

"Show me what ya' got~.." He says, a little demanding, but you give him exactly what he asked for. You danced on him and you twerked on him and he was catching it ALL. His hips moved in sync with your ass and you could low-key feel something else rubbing against you, but you decided to ignore it for now. You look around for your friends but you can't see them. You were alone on the dance floor throwing it back on Red Riot.

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