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ADONIS

I followed Tasha out the door, calling her name repeatedly. “Tash, Tash!” I chanted. For her to be on the short side, her little legs could move. She picked up the pace, briskly walking. As we made it into the parking lot, I jogged to her car, and stood in front of the door on the driver’s side.

Seeing me in the distance, she rolled her eyes and turned around to face the condo, she slowly began to walk towards the building. “Don’t… don’t go back inside” I called out. She was annoyed and frustrated. I know… I just couldn’t let her leave me like this. I can’t go back home having this on my conscience like this. My heart is heavy, and my emotions are high. Natasha turned around, and I stood there watching her walk closer to me as I caught my breath. We locked eyes as she stood a few feet away from me with her arms folded.

“Move, Adonis. I need to go” Natasha commanded. “Not like this. You shouldn’t drive angry” I interjected. She scoffed and walked closer to me. Standing in front of me, Natasha and I locked eyes, “If you don’t move, I will scream bloody murder in this got damn parking lot” she threatened. I closed the distance between us as I towered over her, “And if you try it, I will yoke your lil ass up in this car” I chastised as my jaw clenched, feeling myself getting angry.

Natasha’s facial expression softened, even in anger, I knew I could make her come undone. She swallowed and tears formed in her eyes. “I would really like to go home. I don’t want to talk about this anymore. I need to fill this prescription—” I interrupted her by pulling her into a tight hug, she sobbed into my chest.

“Tash, is this going to hurt the baby?” I questioned as I ran my fingers through her hair. Tasha pulled away and looked at me. “Will what hurt the baby?” she asked. “The medicine” I asked. Tasha shook her head. “It shouldn’t. Dr. James said that I would be fine” she replied. I nodded my head in agreement, “Could you speak with the pharmacist when you drop off the prescription, just to be sure?” I questioned sympathetically. A scowl formed on Natasha’s face as she wiped her tears. “Why the fuck do you care if the medicine will harm the baby?! You’re the reason why I’m taking this medicine!” Tasha fussed. “I’m telling you, I didn’t give you chlamydia” I exclaimed as I whispered chlamydia. “I don’t want anything interfering with the birth of my child!” I argued back, turning her face towards mine.

Natasha pulled away. “Donnie, I’m not gonna go back and forth with you on if this child is yours or not” she huffed, putting her hair into a ponytail. I pulled her by her waist with one arm, pulling her close to me. She didn’t fight me at all. We were body to body at this point, and I held her waist with both hands on each side. I stared into her dark eyes, she tried her best to not make contact, but I knew the calmness of my voice, and my touch would get her. “Believe me when I say I didn’t do this to you. I know I fucked up, but I wouldn’t hurt you like this. Whether this is my child or not, I want you to have a safe delivery, and welcome a healthy baby boy or baby girl.” I expressed.

Since Natasha pulled away from my attempt at lifting her chin to mine, I got closer to her, making my face meet her gaze. I licked my lips before speaking as my hands still rested on her waist. “I’ll always fuck with you Tasha, you got my heart for life, whether it’s my child or not. I won’t stop fucking you; we may be on a break right now, but Jermaine and Mercedes won’t ever come in between us. You know that just as well as I do” I cooed in a low baritone, as her eyes never left mine. The solemn look in her eyes, and the puffiness in them told me everything I needed to know, I was right.

I’m not done with her, I don’t ever want to be done with her. I never want her to leave my life. A baby, nor a marriage, or this fictional shit that she got going on with Jermaine could never change what we have. This shit is messing with me internally, not knowing who could’ve done this to her, and she thinks that I gave her this infection. I had to take her mind off, and keep her in the moment. I had to take my mind off, and assert my dominance. I took the opportunity to place a soft kiss against her lips.

Without any resistance, Natasha followed my lead and deepened the kiss as I pulled her closer to me. I bit and sucked on her bottom lip passionately as I ran my fingers through her hair, massaging her scalp. She held onto me tightly, I could feel her coffin shaped nails tracing my back through my shirt, as low moans escaped her lips. I palmed her ass, cupping it gently as a low growl escaped my lips in between kisses. Her fingers trailed my biceps and down to my forearms, she broke the kiss and glared at me as a tear trailed from her left eye as she held onto my wrists.

“I have to go” she said lowly as she broke gaze. “I… I love you Natasha” I let out as my voice quivered as I felt tightness in my chest. Natasha nodded her head in agreement, and put her hand on the door handle. I stepped to the side as she unlocked her door. She looked at me once more, before getting into her vehicle. I kissed her forehead. “Goodbye Tash” I said to her before leaving.

NATASHA

Pulling out of the parking lot of Adonis’ condo, I felt numb. The manipulation was real, it was suffocating, it was soft, sensual, and utterly wrong. I had no feeling in me, except a tingle that rushed through my body. I couldn’t wrap my head around how I went from being so angry at Adonis that I wanted to break it off, to hearing the diagnosis play back in my head, to 2 giving Adonis a piece of my mind and leaving, and then… being chased into the parking lot, only to be weak in the knee for the very human being that has me in this predicament.

I couldn’t go home like this in a state of mixed emotions. I decided to call Audrey, it’s been a minute since we’ve spoken, and I needed to get this off my chest. The phone rang a few times before she picked up, “Hey Tash, what’s up?” Audrey answered. “Hey Audrey…” my voice trailed off as I heard her voice. “Ar…are you busy?” My voice quivered as my mind began to wander. Audrey’s voice went from cheerful to concerned. “I’m just sitting with Tae watching the game, are you okay girl?” she asked. I exhaled heavily as I felt tears forming in my eyes. I shook my head, “Not really. C-Can you come by?” I stammered, trying to fight back tears. “Girl forget Tae. I’ll pick up some food for us, I’ll be there in 30. Can you hold on until then?” Audrey asked. “Okay, thank you” I said tearfully. “I’ll see you when I get there” Audrey said before hanging up.

I exhaled deeply and held onto the wheel tightly as I approached a stoplight. I really needed to get this off my chest, and I didn’t need any judgment. I really hope that Audrey makes it in time before King gets back from running errands. I want Audrey’s honest perspective before speaking with King so that I know how to approach the situation. Cheating on King was one thing, but to become pregnant WITH chlamydia is another. The feeling of guilt overcame me as I was interrupted by loud horn.

Snapping back into reality, the light was green and angry drivers began to go around me aggressively. “Yo, chill the fuck out!” I yelled angrily as I pulled off down the road. I drove to the pharmacy and pulled into the parking lot. I grabbed my purse and walked inside. I decided to take a stroll down the baby aisle to price a few items until I mustered the courage to drop my prescription off at the pharmacy counter. I picked up a pack of sensitive baby wipes when my phone began to ring. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that King was calling. “This is unexpected” I thought to myself before answering the phone.

“Hey King?” I answered awkwardly. “Tash, I was just calling to check on you. I haven’t heard from you since breakfast. How did things go with Dr. James?” King asked in a cheerful tone. I gulped hard as I looked around the store and exhaled heavily. “Tash?” King questioned my silence. “Honey I’m sorry, there’s a lot going on in this store. Can we talk when I get home? I know you’re out running errands” I exaggerate before hanging up the phone quickly before putting it in my purse. I clutched the baby wipes to my chest as I felt hot tears stream my eyes. I’m not ready to talk to Jermaine, I don’t want to lose him… not like this. I put the pack of baby wipes back, and I quickly left the pharmacy. I’m not ready to drop the prescription off and have the conversation with the pharmacist. I’m not ready to be judged by this diagnosis. I need a minute before I do this… I’m sure the baby can wait just one more day. I need to process. I need a moment to myself before telling Jermaine, confidently, because right now, I’m a wreck.

ADONIS

The last kiss to her forehead, and the look in Tasha’s eyes played in my mind. I couldn’t stop thinking about her as I drove home. I missed being in her presence already, looking into her brown eyes knowing that she longed for me. I missed the softness of her lips, the curves of her hips, and the way she made me feel. I know that our connection is strictly physical, but I want to break that barrier and take it to a mental level with her. I want to be there for her in more ways than I’ve ever been, more than what I’ve ever wanted. I want to show her that I can be the father that she’s always wanted me to be for our child. I want to be that full-time lover for her, I want to provide for our growing family.

I just can’t let go of Mercedes. I know it hurts for Natasha to hear me mention her name, and I can’t blame her. It hurts me when Natasha says that she’ll raise our child by herself. I’m not happy at home, but its better than being alone. I can’t trust that Tasha will leave that nigga, and… I don’t know if I’ll ever be enough for her. All the things that I want to be for her, HE’s already giving it to her. He’s giving her the monogamy that she craves, the security that she needs in that big ass house of theirs, and he knows her intimately—that goes beyond sex.

There’s still a sense of uncertainty in her relationship with Jermaine – ME! Why am I the one that she craves when he’s around? Why is it that I’m able to take her places that he can’t sexually? Why do I get the softer, submissive side of her? Or have I been reduced to nothing more than her ‘sneaky link’ that she just so happened to fall in love with?

The night that Tasha and I met at the club, Mercedes was away on a business trip. Mercedes and I had been on rocky terms within our arrangement, and I needed some time to myself. The night that I saw Natasha, I knew that I had to have her. From that moment on, I couldn’t let her go even though I knew from the jump that it could be nothing more. I was wrong for bringing her home to the bed that I shared with Mercedes, but I just couldn’t help myself in the moment. I became addicted, and the more I saw her, the further I strayed from Mercedes. Me being a man of my word is what got me into this mess, and as easy as it sounds to just leave, I can’t.

Mercedes caught me at a time where I was envious of my brother Erik. Erik has a career in law enforcement, and he always bragged about the women and power that he holds due to his career. There was this one woman that he always referred to as “T”, or the “one that got away” due to his trysts with women. He dated her for 3 years, but he wasn’t ready to commit. He let his selfishness get in the away, and T got tired of it. Apparently, he learned his lesson and settled down with his wife Alexis.

As for me, I wanted to experience that love that Erik shared with T and I thought that I would find it in Mercedes. I had made a bad deal with the previous owners of the gym that my brother helped me fund and I was in a tight spot. I had to resort to some things that I wasn’t proud of, and I never told my brother because I didn’t want him involved. Doing my thing in the streets and briefly working as an escort on the side, that’s when I met her, in the parking lot of the Ritz Carlton. Mercedes was beautiful; she had an unforgettable presence about her. She told me she was in town for a few days, and that she was a director on the road. After a few drinks in the hotel lobby, she convinced me to stay the night with her in the presidential suite. The morning after, she asked me what I did for a living, I told her I owned a business and dabbled in providing pleasure on the side, and she knew exactly what I meant. She didn’t shy away from my honesty, it intrigued her actually. This encounter was off the record, so I didn’t charge her at all for my time. She told me that she wanted me all to herself and wrote me a check for $10k. From then on, I promised her that I would make her time worthwhile, and I convinced her to invest in my gym. From that moment on, we embarked on a relationship shortly after that night and the rest was history. I felt indebted to her.

I never told Erik how I got out of the bad business deal to save my gym. I paid Erik back the money that he invested, and I became the sole owner of CREED-GYM. This was a pride thing for me, and an insecurity of mine that I wasn’t the breadwinner in the relationship. For awhile I lost my sense of self, and I felt like I needed other women around to fill that void. The arrangement for Mercedes and I worked for a long time, especially since she was always away on the road and she had needs that needed to be met. I couldn’t get on a plane to see her, and be at her every beck and call, I had a business to run. On some real shit though, I knew that she wanted more. I wasn’t ready to give her that, and though I paid Mercedes back for the investment, she refused to take my money. I desperately wanted that burden off me, but she believed in me and held me down and never tried to change me. If anything, she loved me in spite of my lifestyle and she didn’t care about spending money on me.

Meeting Tasha put a lot into perspective for me, she didn’t want anything from me, I didn’t expect anything from her. Mercedes wanted to help, and I couldn’t turn down a life-changing opportunity. I didn’t use Mercedes, I gave her the $10k experience that she paid for, and in return, she invested in me, and we fell for one another in the process. However, when I met Tasha, I knew that something was missing, the way that I felt when I was around her was indescribable. Tasha makes me feel wanted and desired, I love how she looks at me. She loves me for who I am and not my potential, and all she wants is me. Even though our time spent is mostly intimate, I learn something new about her, watching her unravel and bless me with the most gracious parts of her let’s me know that I’m worthy of her. Maybe this is what Erik felt like when he met “T”, like a changed man, who wanted to do more than what he's ever done for a woman in his life. Not tryna like a simp but, I want to give Tasha more than what she’s given me, and I don’t want her to feel taken for granted anymore. I don’t want to fathom the thought of losing her—for real… forever.

I returned home to find Mercedes cleaning up the kitchen in a short, sleeveless, romper that hugged her petite frame in all the right places. She stopped wiping the countertops and greeted me. “Hey baby, how did things go at the gym?” she asked with a peck to my lips. “Everything was fine” I replied. Mercedes noticed the stale expression on my face, “Something bothering you?” she asked taking my hand, getting closer to me to close the gap between us. I couldn’t shake the uneasy feeling that I had when I walked in the door.

I shook my head, “Just think I need to lay down Merc” I say looking away. A confused expression appeared on her face. She rubbed my forearms reassuringly, “Do you want to talk about it?” she questioned with a soft voice. I looked down at her and lifted her chin to meet my gaze. I pulled her into a kiss and held her close to me. I broke the kiss and rested my nose against hers, “I think I’ll be okay, just let me rest” I replied placing a soft tap to her ass.

I went upstairs to our bedroom and stripped down to my boxers to relax. I got in bed, and I felt this strong urge to investigate this situation with Natasha. I unlocked my phone and began to educate myself on chlamydia. I wanted to know the symptoms, medication and treatment options, and how it affects men and women differently. I’ve learned that some individuals don’t have symptoms. Men can experience discharge and pain. Women can experience painful urination and pain during intercourse. Doxycycline or Azithromycin can be used to treat the infection, but if ignored it can cause further complications in women. “Shit!” I said to myself. What if Tasha found this out when she found out that she was pregnant? That’s probably how the doctor found this out when running tests to ensure she was indeed pregnant.

“Hey babe?” Mercedes yelled from downstairs. I locked my phone and rolled my eyes. “What’s up?” I shouted back. “Can you come here?” she asked. I sighed and snatched the covers from my body, “What the fuck” I mumbled to myself. I headed downstairs and rubbed my eyes in frustration. I stretched and let out a yawn as I reached the bottom of the staircase. “What you want?” I asked Mercedes as I watched her set out pots and pans on the stove. “Were you asleep? I’m sorry” she said slickly as she admired my physique. “I didn’t mean to disturb you” she said as she took my hand and sat me down at the island and straddled me. She spoke in a sultry tone, “I wanted to make your favorite steak with mash potatoes tonight and have a candle lit dinner. I was thinking maybe we could continue to ‘practice’ on making a baby”. She placed kisses down my neck and removed the straps of her romper. Mercedes pulled me into a passionate kiss as I gripped her lower half roughly, slapping her ass. “I can get a late start on dinner” she whispered in my ear as she dragged her tongue down the side of my earlobe.

Damn she’s been on one lately, but I couldn’t shake the feeling of uncertainty with Natasha. I picked Mercedes up and kissed her slowly as I walked us to the couch. Placing her on the couch, I watched as she removed her romper swiftly. My kisses trailed from her lips to her chest, leaving hickeys as I held onto her waist. A low grunt left my lips as my nails dug into her thighs. Mercedes and I locked eyes, and I couldn’t get the image of me having Natasha on the island today out of my mind. My eyes widened as I shook my head to get the image out of my head. I felt a tight feeling in my chest as I moved away from Mercedes. I retreated to the floor and glared at Mercedes’ naked body. Just from the looks of this angle, it really made everything worse. All I saw was Natasha’s lower half with her baby bump… my baby in her. Mercedes got out off the couch and crawled towards me, like an animal in heat, she pulled me into a kiss and straddled me. “I know you not running from me” she said seductively.

I broke the kiss and stroked her hair from her face. “Babe when I said I needed a minute alone, I meant it. I don’t want to give you no whack dick right now. Not like this” I replied nervously, trying to get myself together mentally. Mercedes sighed and I could see her nose twitch as it began to turn red. “Bae” I said as I attempted to turn her face to me as she snatched away from me. She got up and put on her romper. I got up and wrapped my arms around her and held her from behind. “I’m sorry” I reassured as I kissed her neck. “Can you fold the laundry and start the next load for me?” she asked dismissively. She escaped my embrace and wiped her eyes before disappearing to the bathroom.

I didn’t want to be intimate with Mercedes at all. But, I had to play the game with her to appease her. I couldn’t get Natasha off my mind and it’s getting harder for me to hide my true feelings for her. I unloaded the clothes from the dryer and put them into the laundry basket. I took them upstairs to our bedroom and I began to fold them. Mercedes and I didn’t believe in gender roles, we believed in serving each other and getting the job done. I placed the folded underwear into the drawer, I came across a bottle. I pulled it out and found a prescription vial that read: “Mercedes Smith: Doxycycline 100mg, Take 1 tablet by mouth twice a day for 7 days. Quantity 14”.

MERCEDES

Adonis has been acting strange lately since we’ve made up. I don’t know what’s bothering him and I can’t put my finger on it. It’s like, he doesn’t look at me the same way that he used to. The other night, when he apologized for putting his hands on me, he hadn’t made love to me like that in a while. That night, I was over the moon, I felt like I had my man back. The way he touched me, showed appreciation to my body and loved on me all night, I couldn’t get enough!

This morning, we enjoyed laying up together, just enjoying each other’s company, when out of the blue, he got a call from work. Ever since he came home from work today, he just hasn’t been the same, and I’m worried. I make these elaborate plans for a candle lit dinner, and I throw myself at him to get some dick before dinner and he just stops and stares at me; and tells me that he “can’t” do this because he ‘needs a minute alone’. What is it that’s weighing so heavy on him that he can’t talk to me about it?

I gathered my thoughts as I poked at the softened potatoes that boiled in the pot. I pre-heated the oven and I pulled the marinated steaks from the fridge. I grabbed my cast iron skillet and placed it on the stove eye, turning it on I dropped a pad of butter inside to melt.

I walked into the living room to check my phone when my shirtless husband came downstairs hastily. “Everything okay?” I asked putting my phone down. Adonis was silent; his facial expression was very stern. He pulled a small bottle out of his shorts pocket and placed it on the island, “What the fuck is this?” he questioned, “Babe it’s just a”—Adonis turned the bottle around and I could see the prescription label on the bottle, my doxycycline. I felt my stomach drop to my ass, and I took a step back from island and looked away. “Answer me!” Adonis yelled, slamming his fist on the island to get my attention. “It’s medicine!” I argued back. Adonis walked around the island and got in my face towering over me, I stared at his feet avoiding eye contact. I felt like a dog with my tail tucked between my legs. Adonis gripped my chin roughly, forcing me to look at him. “Don’t play dumb with me Merc, what the fuck is this medicine for?!” Adonis asked gruffly through gritted teeth.

I snatched my face from his grip as I backed against the wall, Adonis got closer to me, I stepped to the side and he grabbed me by the wrist, “I’m asking you nicely to talk to me, I’m trying to be an adult about this” he pleaded. I looked down at my wrist and Adonis let go. I was afraid of what he might do, I’ve seen him angry, but never like this. I let out a deep breath and took a step back from Adonis. “It’s an antibiotic for treatment” I said lowly. Adonis’ facial expression read annoyance filled with anger. I felt the pressure to come clean and I was so ashamed. Tears swelled in my eyes, “It’s an antibiotic…For chlamydia” I said above a whisper. With one swift motion Adonis grabbed my neck, yoked me up against the wall, pinning me there forcefully. “Mercedes no! You.. fucking had chlamydia? How?! You fucking cheated on me?!” He said through gritted teeth, fighting back the tears that formed in his eyes. I held his wrist as I tried to pull back against him, I hit my head against the wall harshly. “Shit!” I yelled out in pain. “Answer me!” Adonis yelled as he thrusted me against the wall with a tighter grip around my neck.

“You’re hurting me!” I struggled to let out, trying to catch my breath. Adonis loosened his grip on my neck letting me go, I held my neck and struggled to breathe. “BITCH!” Adonis yelled as he stood in front of me, plunging his right fist into the wall to block me from moving, while his left hand blocked the other side, boxing me in. “I said answer me”, his eyes never left my gaze. I could see the anger in his tear-stained eyes. I was trembling with fear, I had never seen him like this. “I-I-I had it for about two months” I stammered in fear. “I thought that I had a bad UTI.. a yeast infection of some sort and—” “TWO MONTHS?! We’ve been fucking married for 3 months Merc! How could you possibly think that it was a yeast infection?! MERC!” Adonis yelled in my face. I placed my hand on his chest, Adonis’ swatted my hand away, “Don’t fucking touch me!” he said backing away. “Who was he? Are you still seeing him?” he questioned?

ADONIS

“I’m not seeing Grant anymore!! I… I should’ve cut it off a long time ago--” she exaggerated tearfully. I interrupted her immediately, “But two months ago Merc? We’re fucking married! Anytime you feel like you may have a “womanly disturbance” You tell me! But you kept this shit from me! You fucking this nigga raw and you brought that shit home to me, in our bed, knowing you were fucked up down there! So what made you go get checked? When the shit didn’t go away?!” I questioned angrily. She looked at me with tearful eyes and embarrassment. “Yes” she said sadly.

I grabbed her by both arms and looked at her intently. I shook my head in disgust as I bit my bottom lip, “You really had me fucking you raw, eating your pussy, and this whole fucking time you thought you were going through “womanly disturbances " and turns out you had chlamydia?! How fucking selfish do you have to be Mercedes?! I’m the most understanding man ever, and I wouldn’t dare trip about not getting any from you!” I explained. “Don’t do that!” Mercedes interjected! “If at any time I didn’t give you what you wanted, you always left me or you threw it in my face about who you could screw and how other women would be glad to have your dick! Donnie don’t try to act like you’re so perfect! Nigga you do your dirt too!” She yelled in my face waving her index finger at me like a gun, getting ratchet with me. This girl is a trip if she think she can bruise my ego. “You sit up here and pressure me to have a threesome, I go through with it just for you. I put up with your shit, I made you who you are today! You were nothing but a gym rat who almost had to file for bankruptcy and a fucking escort!! Mercedes yelled getting in my face.

“You’re the stupid ass bitch who paid $10k for this dick!” I shot back, pushing her into the wall, causing her to fall to the ground. Mercedes mouth fell agape and her facial expression grew cold. Anger filled her eyes as I got down on bended knee to her level staring her down, “I paid for you to get out of the streets. I wanted better for you, I believed in you! Don’t you ever disrespect me!” she spoke sharply. Mercedes’ hand swatted against my face and I picked her up and threw her onto the couch in the living room, I got on top of her and pinned her down. “Don’t you ever put your fucking hands on me you grimey bitch! You fucked around me on me and did this shit to me! Yet you want me to give you a fucking child?! You walking around here doing childish shit like this?! But you want me to be grateful for the fact that ‘you’ took me off the streets?! BITCH I AM THE STREETS!!” I yelled in her face putting my hands around her neck. “How fucking could you Merc?!” With a scrunch in her nose and a scowl on her face, Mercedes managed to spit in my face to get me off of her as she escaped from the couch.

I clenched my jaw at the thought that, that was some disrespectful shit that she just did, and she knows it. She fuckin spit in my damn face! I wanted to hurt her in the same way that she hurt me, selfishly, with no regard for others. I went upstairs to the bedroom and I found Mercedes sitting on the edge of the bed with a knife. “This how we doing things now Merc?” I asked gruffly. My bottom lip was wedged between by teeth, staring at her sitting there calmly with this cute ass pocket knife in her hand. Mercedes was on edge and full of adrenaline, her right hand shook as she held the knife. “Stay the fuck back Adonis” she warned as I walked into the bedroom.

“I’m not going to hurt you” I professed as I held my hands up in surrender, walking towards her. She eyed me angrily as I bent down to her level, sitting on the floor a few feet away from her. Her hands continued to shake nervously with the knife. I could see the fear and sadness in her tear stained face. “Merc” I said lowly. “I’m sorry” I said looking into her eyes sincerely. “I didn’t mean for it to go that far. I’m just..”-- “This isn’t the first time that you’ve put your hands on me Adonis!” Mercedes interjected sharply. I dropped my head in disappointment, “I know and—” “And this is inexcusable! How do you expect for me to trust you?” Mercedes questioned.

I glared at her and got up from the ground, “You wanna talk about trust?” I questioned with a furrowed brow. “I’m not the one bringing home chlamydia and not telling my partner about it! I’m not still keeping up this dumb ass arrangement that YOU started!” I blamed angrily. “You really thought it was okay to not tell me that you had chlamydia! I don’t want a foundation like this, nor do I want to try for a child and you doing shit like this” I profess. Mercedes stood up and stared in my eyes with remorse, “I said that I was sorry Donnie. I got the necessary treatment that I needed, just to make sure that I wouldn’t pass it onto you” she reassured.

I looked away from her as I watched the knife fall from her hand. “I’m sorry that I spit in your face, I’m sorry that I didn’t tell you about Grant –” “If you didn’t catch chlamydia, were you going to continue seeing him?” I questioned sincerely. Mercedes sighed as uneasiness crept to her face, “I don’t know” she said lowly, “It isn’t fair to continue to lie, but, honestly, Adonis, I can’t say if I would or wouldn’t continue seeing him had this not happened. What was I supposed to do when you would leave me here alone at night? Turn me down when I wanted you, refuse to spend time with me and just “keep” your word with marrying me just to appease me? Adonis I have feelings and needs just like you do. I put this arrangement in place because I knew that I couldn’t be what you needed at the time that we met, and I wanted to make things easier for us until I was ready to come home and commit—” “And when you did come home, I kept my promise of marrying you. I told you that I would do it” I argued.

“And I never felt like I truly had you Adonis!” Mercedes admitted, getting upset. “You paid me back for the investment, we had our engagement party, and even then, the night before, I was away on business. I only agreed to keep the engagement party, because I wanted to save face. Adonis, we’ve been rocky for a long time!” Mercedes confessed. “Then why still pressure me into marrying you if you’re not happy?!” I questioned, “Why keep me here if you don’t want to make it work?!” I questioned angrily, feeling my emotions getting the best of me. “I never had the chance to tell you how I felt because you’d always run away from me! There was always something that had to be done at the gym, something had to be taken care of with your brother Erik, or there was a business conference going on! Don’t bullshit me! Grant was just something to take the pain away because I felt like I was losing you. When I was having problems down there, I didn’t know how to tell you because… you and I hadn’t been intimate for quite some time and I knew that if I did tell you there would be a possibly that I’d risk losing you… forever. I thought that if I could handle this situation myself then maybe we could start fresh, and actually start living like a married couple.” Mercedes said taking my hand, sitting me on the bed.

I pulled my hand away from her, and I scooted away. I didn’t know she felt that way, and I was doing a pretty shitty job of keeping myself available to her to keep her off my tail. I sighed. “I wish that you would’ve been honest with me, before it got that far. You asked me to be up front with you and marry you and I kept my word” I reminded. “Donnie, you’re sneaky… I know you didn’t give up outside pussy cold turkey. I know that there’s other women. Unfortunately, I was the one who got caught. I have to own up to that. I know that I’m wrong for starting this whole arrangement, but you have to take accountability and admit that you’re not the innocent one here either. I know you’ve been sleeping around on me, with multiple women.” Mercedes edged on. The tightness in my chest grew the more she spoke. I could take her saying that I’ve been with multiple women, but I’d never let her know that I got her best friend pregnant. For as long as I can withstand, I’ll play my part as the dutiful husband, and deny, Deny, DENY!

I glared at Mercedes and sighed. “This isn’t about what drove you to do what you did. It’s about you being honest with me about a life altering decision.” I laid on the bed and stared at the mirror on the ceiling, staring back at the both of us. “I haven’t been in a great place with you because I’ve been feeling a disconnect. I haven’t been running to other women, but marriage is scary Merc. I’ve been feeling out of place ever since I found out that my brother got married and got that law enforcement promotion. As much as you’ve supported me, you never took my money and for awhile I felt like I was indebted to you. Even though you never made me feel that way, that burden weighed on me the more you pressured me for marriage. I married you because I wanted to know how my brother felt, I wanted to share his happiness. He always talked about this woman who got away, but seeing him with Alexis, I knew he was truly happy; and I wanted that for myself. I’ve been stressed out at work, I tell you that I just want some alone time, and here you go pressuring me for sex. I go along with the shit for a minute, but I stop you because I’m really not in the headspace for sex. You catch an attitude. You ask me to fold clothes for you, I do it. I put your shit away, and look what I find? A prescription bottle of whoop ass with your name on it.” I say sitting up. I move closer to her on the bed and we lock eyes “How do you think I’m supposed to feel Merc? You’ve been pressing me for a damn baby, and you pop up with chlamydia, you’ve been sleeping with me and having me do all this sexual shit for you and you hid this from me?!”

My vision blurred as I felt my eyes glossing over and my nose twitch as it turned red, (I had to sell this shit, to get her mind off the infidelity accusation) “As a man, and as your husband, I’m ashamed, I’m embarrassed, I don’t… I don’t know if I feel comfortable calling you my wife right now” I admit. I removed the wedding band from my finger and placed it on the bed. I walked out of the bedroom and disappeared to the garage. I hate to say this, but I can imagine how that nigga Jermaine felt when he found out about me and Tasha in their bed. As much as I played on her emotions, all I could think of was Tasha and how this is hurting her. I wonder if she’s told Jermaine, would he react the way that I did? Would he call it off with Tasha?

NATASHA

I arrived home to find Audrey’s car in the driveway. I walked into the house and called her for her, “Audrey?” I called out as I walked through the living room, and into the kitchen. “Audrey?” I said once more. I noticed that the kitchen door to the patio was open, “He always forgets to close this door” I remarked. As I went to close the door, I could hear laughter. I walked outside to find Audrey and King on the back patio laughing. “Tash!” King said happily pulling me into a hug. “I’ve missed you” he said placing a kiss to my cheek. “I got us some food, I figured you’d like Italian” Audrey said opening the big bag. “I… I thought you were out running errands” I said to King, looking puzzled.

King smiled, “I just came home to change clothes, I’ve been at the gym. I was just about to head out the door when Audrey showed up with food. She told me you were expecting her” “Yeah…” I said staring at him. I felt awkward seeing him, knowing that my heart was breaking as he smiled at me. I needed King to leave so that I could talk to Audrey in private, confidently.

Given the awkward energy that King and I have been experiencing since I’ve attempted to come onto him, while “purging” my feelings for Adonis by the pool the other night, I’m still uneasy about King being jolly and affectionate towards me. Honestly, King’s behavior is giving mixed signals, he knows that I want him, but I’d be doing myself a disservice by giving myself to him, knowing that I’m longing for the fullness of Adonis to cure this emptiness inside of me. I do love King, I really do, but the hold that Adonis has on me, it’s DEEP. The kiss that I shared with this man, had me rethinking my diagnosis, foregoing my initial reasons for coming to see him to confront him. Parts of me want to say “fuck his marriage”, take this medicine, and live this quiet life full of selfishness with him. But I have a conscience, I’m cheating myself of the love that I deserve, I’m robbing myself of the care that I long for in other areas that don’t consist of a sexual situation.

King gives me that security that I crave. King reassures me that I will be fine in his arms, and in his presence. King fucks me good, and loves me with every being in his body. King only has eyes for me, and has never made me question… even when he cheated on me with Korryn; I know that was purely out of revenge. This man would do anything for me, yet I’m content with stomping on his heart and he doesn’t deserve that, I don’t deserve him. I don’t want to let him go, because deep down in all of my wavering, I do want to do life with him. I want endless love, multiple kids, and this big house with him. As much as Adonis caters to me sexually, I can’t see Adonis giving me a life like this—I can’t see Adonis being that family man that would wait on me hand and foot, and instill morals and standards into our children. When it comes to King, I’m not settling, I just never explored sex with someone like Adonis and a part of me wants that with King, but I never want him to think that I’m missing sex with Adonis. I want to feel uninhibited with King, I want to give me every inch of me with my very being. But, because of what Adonis and I shared in King and I’s bed… sometimes I never know if we’ll ever recover from that—let alone Adonis’ existence in general because I know that King feels a way about Adonis having access to my body in such a compromising manner. Sometimes I wish that I could get inside King’s head, and just know a fraction of what he’s thinking when it comes to me. I know that I do love him, and I want to make this work, and I’m willing to do whatever it takes to see this relationship through.

I took a seat at the table and pulled the boxes of food out of the bag. “I got your favorite, spaghetti” Audrey exclaimed. “Thank you” I said grabbing the forks out of the bag. I could feel eyes on me as I sat down and began eating. I looked at King who had his eyes on me, “Do you want a bite?” I asked as he was in a gaze. “No” King replied with a smile. Audrey was like a fly on the wall watching the two of us, “Tash, he wants you. He’s trying not to be extra in front of me, get up and see what he wants, I’m not going anywhere” she cooed happily. Honestly, I was really hungry, and wanted to enjoy my food and get this talk out of the way, but King was acting so weird around me, I needed to see what was up.

I got up from the table and took King’s hand as we walked into the kitchen, he closed the patio door behind us. I took a seat at the island and went straight to the point while King pulled up a chair to sit in front of me. “So what’s up? Why are you staring at me like this? The kiss on the cheek?” I questioned slightly aggressively. King’s jaw clenched as he was in deep thought. “I’ve been thinking” he stated he as he placed his hand on my thigh. “About?” I questioned with a furrowed brow. “I haven’t been giving you much attention lately, I’ve neglected you actually… and I want to apologize.” King said looking at me sincerely. I felt caught off guard, so I looked at him like the Waka Flocka meme and just said “Okay” awkwardly, because I was hungry, and I really wanted that plate of spaghetti.

I got up from my seat, ready to go back to Audrey when King pulled me into his lap, causing me to straddle him. As our eyes were fixed on each other, King looked so peaceful, and I stared at him anxiously wondering why would he do this right now. His hands rested on my waist, I could feel his lower half pressed against me as he stared at me with longing eyes. King caressed the side of my face softly before pressing his plump pink lips against mine. This kiss was passionate, it was sweet, it was something that I haven’t felt in a long time. I cupped his face as my coffin shaped nails grazed his earlobe. A soft moan escaped my lips as my hands traveled to the back of his neck while his hands palmed my ass sensually. I didn’t know that I needed this kiss in this moment, but I’m so glad that he touched me. My body longed for him, I could feel my insides screaming as he caressed my back. Pulling away from King, I rested my nose against his, my mind went back to the intimate moment that I shared with Adonis in the parking lot. I rested my hand on King’s chest, “I needed this, I needed you” I sadly. “I’m sorry. I wanna make it up to you, when I get back. I want to talk about everything. I’m sorry that I’ve been cold towards you. I –” I pulled King back into a sensual kiss, and held onto him tightly. A tear rolled down my cheek as our faces were pressed against each other. King broke the kiss and wiped my tears, “You know we’re gonna be okay right?” he asked reassuringly. I nodded my head in agreement.

King placed a peck to my lips, “I’m gonna let you and Audrey have some time together. We’ll finish this when I get back?” King questioned. I got up from King’s lap and watched as he straightened the chairs. “I’m fine with that. Don’t be gone too long” I suggest. I pulled King into a hug and held him for a moment. He kissed my forehead. “I’ll see you when I get back. I love you” King promised. “I love you too, Jermaine” I reassured.

I left the kitchen and walked outside to the patio to talk with Audrey. I opened my box of spaghetti and began stuffing my face. “So what did King want?” she questioned. I slurped the noodles around my fork before speaking, “He just wanted to talk” I said. “Bitch, you’re glowing, did you get some dick?” Audrey inquired. We both laughed, “No… do you really think it would’ve been that quick?!.” I started off, “We just had a long overdue conversation that needed to happen” I stated before giving myself another forkful of spaghetti. “Mhmmmmm, whatever you say girl” Audrey teased. “Make this quick so that I can let you two have some alone time. What is it that you wanted to talk about?” Audrey questioned.

I wiped my mouth and sat back in my chair and glared at Audrey with uneasiness. “Girl….” My voice trailed off. “I’m in some deep shit” I stated, I began to look off into the backyard to distract myself from the topic of conversation. “Tash, what’s up? You sounded emotional over the phone” Audrey asked anxiously. I shook my head at the thought. “I got a disappointing call from the doctor today” I said feeling myself getting choked up.

JERMAINE

It felt good to tell Natasha how I felt just to clear the air between us. I’ve been too hard on her, and I know she feels neglected. I know things haven’t been easy for her with this pregnancy, and our relationship has been pretty rocky lately, I don’t want her to feel like she’s being punished for being pregnant. We don’t know who the father is, but why put her through hell when she’s potentially carrying my child?

I’m far from selfish, and I have needs that want to be met just as well as she does, and I want to make good on being that comfort for her. It’s never just about sex for me, I want her to feel wanted, desired, and safe. I had a few items to pick up for the house, and I wanted to pick up some sparkling grape juice, and some chocolate covered strawberries for tonight. I’m planning for some intimate time for us, so that we can unwind and put some things behind us. I don’t want to feel like I’m living with a roommate, I wanna get back to loving my woman.

I grabbed my phone, and keys and I was ready to head out the door when I realized that I had forgotten my wallet. I walked around the house to retrace my steps when I was interrupted by a phone call. I took the call and stood by the kitchen door when I realized that I had taken my wallet outside when I was standing out on the patio talking to Audrey. I was into my phone conversation, but I could hear a bit of yelling going on. I told my homeboy that I would call him back, and I decided to listen in, but stay a distance away from the door so that I wouldn’t be seen.

“What did the doctor say?” Audrey asked. “I have chlamydia” Natasha confessed. “WHAT?!” Audrey yelled. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing, and I wanted to know the truth for myself. I quietly opened the door and closed it quietly so that they could continue talking. “How would you have gotten it? Have you talked to King?” Audrey asked. “ I haven’t, I wanted to talk to you first, because after the doctor called me, I went to talk to Adonis” Natasha stated. Audrey’s facial expression changed as she saw me walking up to the table in the distance. Her eyes had widened and Tasha questioned her, “Audrey what’s wrong?” Tasha asked as she turned around to see what Audrey was looking at.

NATASHA

My stomach dropped to my ass as I saw King walking towards me. “Tash I’m gonna go now, I think that you and King should talk” Audrey said nervously as she stood up from her seat and grabbed her jacket out of the chair. “Audrey you can—” “I really don’t feel comfortable talking about this while King is here. I really think that this is a conversation that should be had without me. You two really need to talk!” Audrey emphasized while walking away from the table nervously, trying to avoid King at all costs. Audrey hastily left King and I, slamming the patio door on her way out. I gulped harshly and stared at King as he clenched jaw, He grabbed his wallet from the table and took a seat in front of me.

“You wanna tell me what I just heard?” King asked firmly. I scratched my head nervously, attempting to look confused, “I don’t know, how much did you hear?” I questioned sarcastically. By the look of King’s facial expression, he had enough of my antics. He exhaled deeply and rubbed his face in frustration, “The part where you failed to tell me that everyone knows that you have chlamydia, except me”. “Everyone doesn’t know King” I reassured, “I just—” “So if everyone doesn’t know, WHY DO TWO PEOPLE WHO DON’T PAY FUCKING BILLS HERE, KNOW ABOUT YOU HAVING A SEXUALLY TRANSMITTED INFECTION?” King asked as his voice raised at an octave, he stood from his seat pointing his finger in my face as he yelled.

I shielded my face and curled up into the chair trying to hide my face from him, “HUH?!” he yelled out of anger. “I don’t know” I mouthed as tears streamed my face. “Just because this bitch brought you food, that don’t mean she’s taking care of you! I AM! That nigga ain’t did shit for you, and you still running your lil ass over there and now look atcha, ya pussy fucked up! That nigga don’t “love” you!” King emphasized love with air quotes as he scolded me. “You don’t pay a damn thing in this motherfucker! I DO!” King expressed, hitting his chest. “I don’t ask you for shit! All I ask is that you keep me happy, keep us happy.. you can’t even do that right!” King said angrily, he picked up his chair and threw it across the yard, the chair landed into the pool.

I remained in my seat as I wiped my eyes thinking ‘What if this kid isn’t his? If he could pick up a chair and throw it into the pool, what would he do to me?’. “Jermaine, I’m sorry” I apologized as I got up and walked towards him. He was standing in front of the pool, watching the chair sink to the bottom. I took King’s hand reassuringly, I caressed the side of his face, causing him to look at me. He snatched himself away from me. “Baby, I was wrong. I should’ve came to you first, and I know it looks bad but—” King put his hand up, cutting me off. “Not right now Tash” King said as he walked away. I followed King into the house as he walked into the kitchen. “Are you going to let me apologize?!” I asked frustrated. King grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge, “Say what you gotta say. I won’t be here when you wake up in the morning” King said nonchalantly taking a sip of water. I squeezed myself between King and the fridge just to get his attention, “What is that supposed to mean?” I questioned.

King ignored me and proceeded upstairs to the guest bedroom. I struggled to keep up with him and I called after him, “Jermaine!” I felt a bit winded and I stood at the threshold of the door, watching him grab a duffle bag from the closet. King placed the bag on the bed, and grabbed some clothes from the closet. I sat on top of the duffle bag that rested on the bed. “You’re not going anywhere” I said firmly with folded arms. “I can’t stay here” King replied shrugging his shoulders. “I’ve tried to explain myself Jerma—” “And I said I don’t want to hear it, King replied. He placed one hand on my thigh and used the other hand to pull the bag from underneath me. I grabbed his arm and we locked eyes. “Please” I pleaded with watery eyes. “This isn’t what you think that it is, and I’m sorry that I made it that way. Jermaine, just hear me out” I pleaded as I held onto his arm, clutching it. King sat beside me, he removed himself out of my grip. “Tash, I’m trying to be as calm as possible. I don’t want to say or do anything that I’ll regret. I’m not in the headspace to have this conversation.” King confessed. “I want to believe you, but I can’t do this right now. The longer that I stay, the longer you’ll continue to treat me this way” King said getting up to resume packing.

“So what are you saying?” I questioned. “I need space from this relationship Tasha” King said simply. He zipped his bag and walked into the bathroom to grab his toiletries. I got off the bed and I stood by the door. “I don’t want space” I whined, stopping him in his tracks. His tall frame towered over me as he refused to make eye contact with me as I looked up to him. I wrapped my arms around his waist and stared at him as tears fell from my face. “You’ve been making a lot of decisions for this relationship, it’s time that I make some of my own” King stated as he tapped my arm, signaling for me to let go. I ignored his request. “All I want is you” I pleaded. “I don’t want him, this isn’t about him—” “It’s always been about him. You’ve never stopped messing with him. He’s the reason why I don’t sleep in our bed anymore. He’s the reason why Audrey left today, he’s the reason why I’m leaving you. I don’t want to be in a relationship that doesn’t include me Tasha. I have to protect me!” King exclaimed. “I have to do what’s best for me, and right now, this ain’t it. I don’t want a liar, I don’t want a cheater, and I sure as hell don’t want chlamydia” King expressed in a snarky tone. His course remark felt like a dagger to my heart. I let go of his waist, and I stepped aside as I watched him pack.

I walked downstairs to make myself comfortable on the couch, when King came downstairs with his bag in hand. As I watched tv, King walked into the living room and grabbed his keys off the table. “Don’t wait up” he stated. I got up from the couch, “How long will you be gone?” I asked. “I’ll be back when I’m ready to get the rest of my things” King responded. My heart dropped, sadness was written all over my face, “You don’t mean that” I argued, feeling defeated. “Just like you didn’t mean to cheat on me” King remarked as he turned on his heels. King threw his bag over his shoulder, and headed for the door, leaving me speechless.

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melodichaeuxx-lacritquexx · 5 months

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Lowkey wanna do my own writing challenge 👀…

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anime-kia · 1 year

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My Boyfriend and My Best Friend Are Doppelgängers!

I was listening to BMO by Ari Lennox and I started to think about Adonis, it only makes sense for him to have at least one appearance in my book, right!?

Also, this thing about guys loving 2K like it's their newborn child is a real ass thing.

I'm not following the Creed 2 storyline, neither am I following the exact BP storyline. And I'm not writing about the fight between Adonis and Viktor either.

No Warnings.

Relationship: Boyfriend Erik x Reader x Best Friend Adonis Creed

You never expected that buying Erik 2K20 on his birthday would cause him to completely forget about you. Of course he was very appreciative about it. He even gave you one of the best dick-downs for it in fact, but when you really thought about it as you woke up and heard the game running with him talking to which ever one of his friends over the headset, you knew exactly what his plan was.

You could even imagine the smug smirk on his face as he told his friends, I put that ass right to sleep.

It was as if that damn game became part of his life, almost as if it and the oxygen he breathed had the same value. The only times that he would get off was if he needed to eat, use the bathroom and sleep (which only lasted four hours). He was currently not busy with work, so he had all the free time in the world to play.

For the first week it was nice, you could leave the house in his favourite lingerie set if you wanted to and he wouldn't even bat an eyelash. He was always so damn protective of you like a father worrying about his daughter's first date, but you were grown and he was annoying.

But the following weeks where you were touch-starved and craving attention were not so nice. You would call his name and he would either respond with a half-assed hum or nothing at all. The most that you got out of him was when you threatened that you were gonna go and fuck your ex, but Erik promised that he would kill him.

"You must want that nigga to die." Was all he said. Erik wouldn't even have to do it, one phone call and the job would be done. You harboured no hatred towards that ex, so you certainly didn't test Erik's threat.

Even though it seemed as if his big headed ass was paying no attention to you, he was very observant and could tell you exactly what was what, who was where and when something happened.

Then there was three nights ago where you were that desperate and ended up treating yourself to look real nice for him. Ironic isn't it. You got a Brazilian sugar wax and everywhere was nice and smooth, you got your hair done in passion twists, decorated with those cute gold cuffs and one string in the front. Then you took a trip to the salon and spent it by getting a facial, full body massage and a complimentary mani-pedi and a natural looking makeover for spending all of that money. His money to be exact.

When you got home, you still smelled like the spa which had a coconut and honey type of fragrance, very warm and comforting. The old doorman at your building made sure to let you know that you graced his nostrils with such a lovely scent as you passed by.

Of course Erik was still in the living room, so you snuck into your shared bedroom, slipping into the new gold and black lingerie that you purchased from an adult shop downtown. The bra was gold with black lace and the panties were gold with a frilly black lace around the hip line. Best part about it, everything was easy access.

Before showing off to him, like you always did anytime you bought anything new or got any kind of makeover, you did a quick touch up on your makeup, flipped the twists to one side of your head, and put on your black lace robe. You even took a few pictures in the tall mirror just to look back at this and appreciate how bomb you look right now.

The more you stared at yourself, the more shy you got. You didn't get dolled up like this for Erik anymore now that you both lived together. Sex was almost a daily thing between you two- rather it was before 2K came in the picture.

You strolled out of your shared room, into the living room where he was comfortably seated. Shirtless and in a pair of basketball shorts.

"Bruh, pass the damn b- Yo bae, move-" He stopped talking as soon as he finally took a better look at you. "Shit."

"Hey, Erik." You say in a seductive voice and walk over to him, taking a seat right on his lap.

He immediately started to smell you, "What you got on girl?" His warm tongue immediately latched on your neck causing you to moan lightly.

"I went to the spa."

"And you did all this for me?" He admired you some more. What was missing were his hands, that you hadn't realized were still on the controller.

"Mhm, all for you." You leaned in to give him a kiss on the lips. As far as you could tell he was as aroused as you were, considering his hard member that was pressing against your thigh.

Unfortunately, that was all ruined when he almost jumped out of the seat and almost let you fall, "You was suppose to make that, bruh!"

"Ahh! Fucking hell, Erik!" You fumed and tried to get up only for him to hold you back down.

"Aye, aye, where you going, ma? I ain't done witchu."

"Nah fuck that, you can't even pause the game for me."

"I would, but it's online. Besides... I'm tryna fuck you right here, right now, princess."

Your eyes widened as you could hear his friends laughing through his headset and calling him variations of a clown and that he plays too much.

"Nah b, I could be balls deep in some pussy and still whoop y'all asses." Erik said laughing, he was really enjoying this too much.

"Let go of me!" You push and finally get out of his weakened barrier. You stormed into your bedroom, slamming the door.

"She cool. Imma be in them guts later though. Right, babe?!" You could hear him boasting to his friends.

You rolled your eyes, ignoring his comment and turning your TV on instead. It was a good thing you decided on buying two tv's for your apartment, incase of "emergencies" like this.

While flipping through the channels in hopes to find something, even a thriller to get your mind off of the flop in your plans, you're stopped by an extremely familiar face on one of the sports stations. One who looks so similar to the big head sitting in the living room yelling at a game. Only this one doesn't have dreads or scars decorated all over his body.

He was up against Viktor Drago, and if you remembered correctly, that is the son of Ivan Drago who killed Apollo, Adonis' father. It appeared that they were doing some weighing of both men. Adonis was shorter than Viktor and it made you question whether he should be fighting someone that much larger.

They were close enough to each other, even Ivan was there who whispered something to Adonis and all hell broke loose. Ivan was shoved, Adonis was shoved even harder and he was cussing and beyond ready to fight.

He really hasn't changed.

You met Donnie back in high school. He didn't stay in one place for long, but your relationship with him never faltered. The first time you both spoke was during a science project in the ninth grade. He suggested you do a basic ass volcano with baking soda and vinegar, but a) you were too smart to make something so simple and b) it was messy. You both argued for a bit until you came to the (biased) conclusion that you would make a platform to "see" sound.

The whole time you were constructing the simple project, he criticized you and called it dumb until you told him to make a beat, in which he also called stupid, but did it anyway. He ended up enjoying it though. You both spent hours watching the sprinkles dance along the plastic wrap to the different variations of sound you both made. It was weird, but that was the beginning of a true friendship.

As you both matured together, so did your hobbies and interests. By the twelfth grade, at your cousins house party, Adonis was the one to take your virginity and you took his as well. It certainly was awkward, but you never regretted it, not even now. You were still friends after that, maybe a little intimate, but friends-with-a-few-benefits-here-and-there at most.

It was really nice to see him again after he moved out to Philly. With Erik becoming your boyfriend and Adonis living out his dreams, finding time for each other was hard. Fortunately, the fight would be held in Los Angeles so he would be spending his time out in Cali for the time being. Plus, the fight was only a few weeks away.

You picked up your phone from the night stand and looked at your contacts list. His name was still there, closer to the bottom though. Hopefully he didn't change it. But then again, the only thing he ever really changed were his outfits and place of residence. He always had on the cleanest, newest, freshest outfits and sneakers. Erik was also like that, funny huh?

You: Hey idk if u changed ur number... I see ur in town tho. Wanna grab something to eat someday?

You tossed your phone to the side, heart pounding as if you were texting a celebrity crush. It didn't even take two minutes before your phone started ringing.

"No way..." You looked on the screen to see his name pop up: Donnie. You contemplated answering, what if it was some creep who stole his phone, or maybe a manager, or maybe a jealous ex girl- or maybe it's just him... You sigh heavily, calming your nerves and answered. "H-hello?"

"Dang I didn't even know I still had your number. Wassup, nerd?" Looks like the nickname remained the same too.

You rolled your eyes, "You still calling me that?"

"Of course, that's what you are, aren't you?" He rhetorically asked.

You chuckled, a sound that he missed. "I ain't no nerd, Donnie, I was just a lot smarter than you."

You both shared a laugh, the first one in years.

"I missed you, girl. How you been?"

"I been good, obviously not as much as you though, I saw you on TV. Tell me what you been up to, champ?"

"Knocking niggas teeth out."

You laughed. "Let me find out you got some teeth missing too."

"What? Nah, don't play me! You know I got all thirty-two and they perfect."

"Yeah, yeah. You probably mithing your thwo fwont teeth." You joked. He was also laughing on the other end. "But any who, I was thinking we could go to that retro diner that we always went to after school."

"That jawn close to the beach?"

"The what?

He chuckled, "Sorry, that's that Philly slang. The one by the beach, right?"

"Oh you a Philly boy now." You smirked, "But yeah, that's the one."

"I'm still a Cali nigga, and sure. I got like two days worth of interviews coming up and of course some training though. Can we meet up on Tuesday at two?

"Yeah, that's good. We got a lot to catch up on."

"For sure. See you then, nerd."

You rolled your eyes again and smiled, "Goodnight, Donnie."

Afternoon rolled around and you were just about ready to head out. It was warm out with a cool breeze, so you decided to throw on red patterned boho flare pants with a black off the shoulder crop top and sandals. You threw your twists up into a bun, leaving two strands out on each side, slipped on your silver hoop earrings and clasped your heart shaped necklace together.

Even though you were fresh out the shower, the scent of the spa still lingered on your skin (even after a few days), but not as potent as when you first got home. You finished off by applying light makeup and spritzed yourself with Marc Jacobs, Daisy eau de parfum.

Anyone would think you that you were going out on a date just by looking at your simple, but dolled up look. Anyone, but your boyfriend who was laying on his back with his head still craned towards the television.

"I'm going out for lunch with a friend!" You called out to him. Surprisingly he actually got off the sofa and walked towards you.

When he got closer you could see the bags and dark circles under his eyes. He flashed a grin at you and gave your ass a rough spank and squeeze. You yelped.

You anticipated the dreaded twenty questions to come. Who are you meeting? Where are you going? Why? Is it your ex? I told you I'd kill that nigga.

But with his groggy morning voice, all he asked was, "Can you bring something back for me? I'm tired of pizza and wings."

Shockingly he didn't question anything else. You weren't sure if this was him being more trusting or too careless...

"Ugh." You pushed against his chest and moved to get your keys. "What you need to do is put the damn game down and go get some sleep."

"I do sleep. What I need is that pussy you been keeping from me."

You grabbed his face with your hands and stared deeply into his eyes, this only caused him to pucker his lips out to you.

"I'm not kissing you. And I'm serious, E. You look like a zombie. When was the last time you been outside?"

"Umm..." He looked as if he was searching in the deepest recesses of his mind to find the answer, but it should never be that hard unless he was trapped in a cave. Metaphorically speaking, that cave would be the living room.

You rolled your eyes and decided to leave, but not before he gave you one last spank. He loved to do that anytime you had on those pants. Good to know that he was still somewhat conscious.

The host seated you in a booth towards the back corner of the building with the best view of the beach. You weren't sure what kind of famous Adonis was, but while driving on the freeway, there was a huge poster of him and Drago plastered on a billboard. There was even a few different radio stations talking about it being the biggest fight of the century.

As you waited for him, you went ahead and ordered a strawberry milkshake and scrolled through your social media timeline. You were so distracted with a video of the fluffiest samoyed being cosseted by its owner that you hadn't noticed the new body that slumped into the booth in front of you. In fact, you almost ignored it thinking that Erik had finally came to his senses and decided to stalk you. They both had on identical white hoodies, with the hood slung over their head.

"What?" You asked without moving your eyes from your phone screen.

"Dang, that's how you greet an old friend?"

You looked up instantly at the man you hadn't seen in years. "Oh my gosh, Donnie!" You slid out of the booth and waited for him to stand back up so you could give him a proper hug. "Wow! You're a lot... Bigger than the last time I saw you."

"I am professional boxer." He gloated and released from the hug. "You're a lot less nerdy-looking from the last time I saw you." He bit his lip, "Dang, age did you right, girl. And you smell good as hell."

You rolled your eyes and smiled, "I always looked and smelled good."

"But not this good." He teased.

Your mouth formed into an 'O', "I see you're still an ass." You slid back into your booth and he did the same on the opposite side.

"I'm only joking." He chuckled, "But hey, do I need to beat someone up for you? You got a stalker or some shit?"

"Wha- No, why would I?"

"I mean you ain't even look up at me, and the way you said what like you thought I was someone else."

"Imma be honest, you look exactly like my boyfriend. Only he has dreads, more facial hair and his body is more on the meatier side. Not fat, but he's big."

"You saying I'm not?" He raised an eyebrow and flexed his bicep that you could easily see through his white hoodie.

"No." You giggled, "All I'm saying is, you're more lean and toned. He's muscular... But large."

He nodded, "So you got a type then."

"Huh? Wha- No I don't." You denied.

"But you just said your new nigga looks exactly like me, so I'm ya type." Adonis continued to accuse you with a mocking smile.

"Or maybe it's a coincidence... You both came to me first, and besides, my last ex looks nothing like the two of you."

"And what happened to him?"

"He was an asshole... Actually you know what, you're right. I guess my type is assholes. You're an ass, he was an ass, Erik is an ass."

This caused Adonis to laugh.

The waitress came by with a bright smile. She was about eighteen, her hair was slicked up into a puff, and her brown skin contrasted lovely against the pink uniform. Of all your years visiting this restaurant, she was the first African American waitress you've seen to work there.

This restaurant might as well be placed in a movie. You had your typical loyal customers, a chubby lady that wore glasses behind the bar and served coffee to some guy named Joe every morning. A typical blonde, a brunette and maybe, just maybe one kinky haired, chocolate skinned waitress. The cook was also chubby, and sloppy looking. Of course there were the old men who read their morning papers and one police officer having a donut by the bar.

Even though it was LA, nothing seemed to change within the diner. It was almost like a hidden gem in plain sight. The only thing was, you and Adonis stood out like sore thumbs. You were dressed for a photoshoot and he looked ready to go out jogging.

The waitress had a bright smile and a pleasant voice, "Good afternoon, my name is Neesha." She pointed at her name tag. You already knew that though, she came to you earlier, but you told her that your friend hadn't arrived as of yet. "Can I get you both anything to start with?"

"Can I get garlic bread, extra cheese. And the steak with home fries. Well-done please."

She nodded and noted your order then looked to Adonis.

"Do y'all got cheesesteaks?"

"Yeah." She jotted it down on her notepad. You noticed how hard she was staring at him. You could see her assembling his face in her mind.

"Really, Donnie? You come back to Cali and that's what you order?" You shook your head at him.

"Hell yeah, I been craving it since I been here. My trainer ain't giving me no type of break."

Neesha gasped, "I-I'm sorry, we're not really encouraged to do this, but um- You're Adonis Creed? Apollo's son?" She shyly asked.

"In the flesh." He boasted with a dimpled smile, exactly like Erik's.

Her voice was low so any nearby customers would not be able to overhear the conversation, "I'm actually a huge fan. I been watching your fights for a while now. I actually took up boxing last year after my ex thought it was okay to put his hands on me. Well mainly cuz you inspired me to, but yeah."

"I hope you were able to knock his ass out."

She smiled, "No... We got a restraining order- Sorry, I didn't mean to make this about me. But can I please get your autograph before you leave, I don't wanna attract too much attention and people in here are nosy as hell."

All of you chuckled understanding what she meant.

"I got you." He winked at her and allowed her to take your order back to the chef.

"Look at you, Donnie. Inspiring the youth, and a woman at that."

"I know, I'm quite the role model."

"You're being funny, right?"

"I'm dead serious."

You rolled your eyes again. "Yep, you and Erik might as well be the same person. You're both proud as hell."

"Is that a sin?"

"Yes! It is a sin to be proud."

"Well I'll be dammed." He laughed and put a large bottle of water on the table. "So..."

You eyed him, that was his mischievous tone. "So what?"

"You say we like the same, but who gave you better dick?"

You whisper-yelled at him with wide eyes, "Adonis!"

"I won't tell, I'm just curious." He casually said, drinking from his bottle without losing eye contact.

You sighed, it was never really a thought that crossed your mind until now. "Well... You both are on your own levels."

He gave you a look of disapproval before setting the cap back on the bottle. "What, bruh? You got them hippie pants on and now you all spiritual and shit?"

"No!" You laughed, "From what I remember, you were better at going slow and having me confused as if you wanted to put a ring on my finger or a baby in me." He was smirking as you explained. The funny thing was, you two were never involved in a romantic relationship. "Erik is good at destroying my walls and my back. He doesn't know how to take it slow and you didn't know how to be aggressive enough."

"Wow..."

Neesha came back with the two of your orders, "Enjoy!"

You both thanked her and began eating.

"I'm sure I can do both now." He smirked, taking a bite out of the sandwich.

"I know you can, I heard Bianca is pregnant." You decided to switch the conversation, just in case. "How does it feel to be a soon-to-be-father?"

"I'm scared as shit."

"Y'all didn't plan it?"

"Nah. It was an accident. My mom... She knew before us. That shit was so... Weird."

You shook your head while slicing your steak into smaller pieces, "Did you say you were a good role model to the youth? Take that back."

"Never. You live and you learn, that's what life is." He shrugged his shoulders.

The two of you continued to eat, while picking slight fun at each other here and there and talking about whatever. It felt like high school again.

"So, on a scale of one to ten how famous are you?"

"Ten being?"

"Kim Kardashian."

"I'd say five. I get noticed in public, paparazzi here and there. But I can still go to malls and shit. Well in Philly at least. I haven't been out too much since I got here."

"LA moves different I'm pretty sure. So you might be a five there, but an eight here. Only cuz you are from LA anyway."

"I thought it'd be the other way around, but who knows?"

"How many times have you been on The Shade Room?"

He leans his head back and starts laughing, "Maybe once or twice. I don't be on social media like that anyway."

"Oh nah, once you make it to the Shade Room, you definitely made it here."

"You follow that toxic ass page?" He raised an eyebrow at you, knowing you weren't into celebrity gossip and drama.

"Hell no, but I know what it's about. I was using it as a reference."

"I see." He nodded. "You know, after they had me on there, I got DMs for a good month. Bianca was pissed."

"I would be pissed too if the father of my child had random ass females all up in his messages. And I know you got nudes too."

He didn't respond, but there was a complacent look on his face.

"Ah! I knew it. She must've whooped your ass."

"Bruh, I was in the dog house for three months. And as soon as I got out, they had me back on that shit again! I had to delete my damn account." You were laughing at his distress.

No wonder you couldn't find him on social media.

"You think this is funny, wait till they got you on it. Everyone's gonna be on you, the good and the bad. Plus, the public ain't seen me since the conference and with the way you looking right now..."

"We'll be fine." You hoped.

When you both finished your meals and complimentary desserts (courtesy of the lovely Neesha), he insisted on paying. You weren't gonna argue, if he wanted to he could. You would do the tip. While she was preparing the bill, he pulled out a flyer and wrote something on the backside of it.

"Aye, Neesha? Here's that autograph you wanted."

She walked back over to the table, her eyes widening in excitement. "O-Oh my gosh, thank you so much!"

"No problem, see you in a couple of weeks." He winked at her once again.

Outside of the restaurant, just like he had said earlier, there were paparazzi surrounding the building, taking photos and yelling questions at the both of you.

Adonis how do you feel, are you ready to fight Drago's son?!

What were you eating in there, Donnie?

Make sure you work it off!

Who's that girl, is she your new fling?

Where's Bianca?

"Where's your car?" He asked over the many voices. You pointed to the black Honda CR-V and he held your arm, pushing past them. It would've helped if you brought your sunglasses to block out all the damn flashes. "Talk later?"

"Of course." You gave him a hug before entering the driver's side and started your car. You were careful not to run anyone over as you drove off the lot.

When you finally got back to your apartment, not even thirty minutes later, your phone started blowing up. You expected it to be Erik, but there were notifications from your friends, family members, random people on Instagram, Twitter and one from Erik.

You set the takeout bag for Erik on the counter and took the time to go over the notifications. Get the worst out the way... Instagram.

badgyalpookie89: I FOUND HER ACCOUNT

StA_nBi_anca: ARE YOU THE GIRL THEY SAW ADONIS WITH

__x.xx.Riz__: THIS IS HER

Eyemballed: Hold up? Adonis has dreads?! Y'all got mens dread wigs now? SKSKSK

Ugli__Gawdess: That nigga looks exactly like Creed wtf????

Mr_0Man0: That ass look gud y Creed ain't squeeze it I woulda gripped the fuck out them thangs

And there were tons of others under your most recent photo which was a picture of you in the mirror with your current outfit of the day, captioned: We meet again, friend...

They weren't too bad, but you decided to not read all of them, especially not the DMs.

To hopefully clear things up, you posted a picture of an old photo of the two of you at the science fair, and captioned it: Adonis has been my friend since high school, if you know, you know.

The Shade Room wasted no time in reposting your photo, just to show how closely they were following you. But you didn't want any of those problems that account brought.

You turned your account on private and decided that blocking the new two-hundred people that were able to follow you would have to wait for later tonight when you weren't doing anything. You didn't use Twitter too often so those notifications were always muted anyway, that would be the very least of your concerns.

Then you went to check your other messages from family and friends.

To sum it up it was all:

YOU'RE ON THE SHADEROOM!

CHECK THE SHADEROOM RN!

Do I really want to check it though... You contemplated. Honestly, as long as you didn't read the comments it couldn't be that bad.

There was pictures of you and him leaving the restaurant and even the picture where you two were hugging, and it appeared a little more than friendly. Even you could easily admit to that. The very last slide was a video of you both talking right before he hugged you.

Okay... Not as bad as I thought. Only because you didn't check the comments of course.

Then there was Erik's message.

You still bringing me food?

It was around the same time you and Adonis were bombarded by the paparazzi. He probably saw the post, hence the silence.

You checked the living room and the game was not on, neither was the TV. It was uncomfortably quiet. You went into your bedroom, almost bumping into him as he exited the bathroom, while rubbing his eyes.

"Jesus, Erik! You scared me."

He scoffed and continued walking.

"I know you're not giving me the silent treatment, on top of the silent treatment you already were giving me."

"I don't know what you talking about." He replied nonchalantly, brushing against you as he took a seat on the bed and stared dead in your face.

"Lemme guess, you saw the post?" You snorted.

"Explain why you was hugging up on another nigga? Going on dates behind my back and shit."

"I already told you it was lunch with a friend!" You began walking away, but he grabbed your arm and pulled you back. "What?!"

"I said explain." His tone was more serious.

"There's nothing to explain other than that's my old friend from high school. Am I not allowed to talk to my friends, Erik?"

"Nah, I only want you talking to me."

Selfish... "Oh yeah, I can definitely do that when your ass is so occupied with 2K." You sarcastically replied.

"Of course you can. I told you to put that pussy on me a few nights ago, didn't I?"

You shoved his head and groaned, "I'm not gonna let you fuck me while you play your damn game. Especially not with your friends listening."

"It would be up to you if they heard you or not." He shrugged and gave a smug dimpled smirk.

"Nigga, get the fuck-" You wriggled free from his arms, but he caught you again and pulled you into his lap, hands resting against your bum cheeks.

"Hold up, we ain't done." The lust was evident in his eyes. "Lemme hit it."

You frowned at him, "So you would rather take me when I'm all dressed up, versus when I wore lingerie just for you! That's crazy."

"I'd fuck you even if you had two dookie braids, and a damn paper bag for a dress."

And with that, he had you on your back and out of your clothes within seconds.

It was finally the big day. Adonis had gifted you and Erik backstage passes like it was a concert. You always told him you'd rather not see him fight, but it was his first big show in LA. Everyone was anticipating it.

He was on so many shows being interviewed and asked questions about that mystery girl and Bianca's opinions towards it. There was one interview where Bianca was with him and she had to remind them that the interview was about the fight and not speculations.

Fortunately, she was a lot more understanding than the public. You were even able to talk each other to come to a common ground and understanding.

"You ready to meet your twin?" You asked Erik as you both stepped out of his Range Rover.

"We don't look alike, I already told you." Erik denied it so much it was crazy. You even showed Adonis a picture and he denied it too.

"I don't know how you don't see the resemblance. The only difference is your body composition, and hairstyles."

"And I look better." He added, and you rolled your eyes. That's exactly what Adonis said.

One of the trainers saw you walking into the building and lead you towards the group. Bianca was massaging his shoulders, while Rocky was giving him some form of pep talk.

"Yo, Donnie!" You called out and everyone turned to look at you.

Adonis looked irritated, but his expression softened as he saw you. He got off the bench and hugged you (to Erik's disapproval of course).

"Holy shit." Bianca gasped in awe.

Rocky stared at the two males, "You guys twins or something?"

"Hell nah." They both answered simultaneously.

"No way. You both look alike." Bianca said.

"I don't see it." Adonis frowned.

"Neither." Erik also frowned.

Everyone looked so amused by the similar expressions.

"I've seen lookalikes throughout my life, but this one is uncanny." One of the trainers rested his hand against his forehead in disbelief.

They both scoffed.

"They even got the same demeanour!" Bianca chuckled.

"That's what I said!" You agreed.

"Why don't you take a picture. This fight will be historic and so will this picture, huh." You gave the old Italian American man your phone with the camera already on. "Okay one, two, three." He snapped the photos, some with flash and some without.

You thanked Rocky, and took the phone back. "Okay look." You showed them both the photos. "I swear, all you have to do is wear the same outfit and E, you just gotta cut your dreads."

"I ain't cutting nothing."

"I know, I know. Then Adonis can grow his hair out instead."

"No way. I ain't doing all that."

"You'd look good with them." You teased.

"Hey, the fights gonna start in five minutes." One of the announcers told the group before heading to back to the arena.

Everyone gave their words of encouragement to Adonis, his nerves clearly spiked back up.

Bianca was the first to kiss him, and he even kissed her swollen belly as well. "You got this, D. Good luck."

"Don't let him intimidate you. Just remember everything we been working on alright." Rocky patted Adonis' shoulders.

The rest of the team gave their support, surprisingly Erik did too.

"He better fuck that nigga up. On me." It didn't hit you at first, but Erik has lost his father as well as Adonis, both around what they were passionate about. It was the start for all their childhood problems. No wonder they were so similar. He could really understand what it was like to want revenge, so it only made sense that he root for him.

Erik was already known (slightly infamous) and despite him denying his doppelgänger, he knew they looked alike. He didn't want his twin to ruin his reputation. Erik was well known for his growing achievements within the Black Ops unit. He didn't want to be acknowledged for anything less than what he was. Especially not to be mistaken for someone who looked like him and got their ass beat by the offspring of his father's killer, never in a million years.

Erik was also trained in boxing, but he preferred mixed martial arts. Boxing only came in handy if he needed to teach you self defence or if he was at the club fighting off a drunk person.

You kind of would like to see a fair fight between the two men, but at the same time you cared for them both and you were sure they could deal great damage to each other. Adonis was trained to knock someone out, (that already being the disadvantage) whereas Erik was trained to kill, so you couldn't promise Adonis' life after a fight.

You'd rather them not fight at all versus having them fight and end up losing one of them.

Before Adonis could head out, you made sure to give him a hug. "You got this, Donnie. Show 'em what it means to be a Creed."

"Thanks, nerd." He smiled and continued to make way onto the stage. He looked nice in the shorts that were similar to his dad's own.

You were brought out of your thoughts when you felt Erik bump you, "You staring too hard."

You cut your eyes at him, "I was not."

"Yes you were." He instigated, getting closer to your face each time.

"Wasn't."

"Were."

"Was not!"

"Were!"

"Come on y'all, fights about to start." One of the trainers called, holding the door open.

"Get out my face." You pushed Erik's head away and ran to catch the door.

He followed you, holding it from the top and gave your bum another one of his signature spanks and you yelped as you walked through.

They had to be long lost twins. Both were playful, annoying, proud, assholes. They had too much in common for it to be coincidence. Either way, you loved and cared for both of them very much. You were happy to know them both, regardless of anything, including Erik forgetting about you when a new 2K releases.

So yeah, that was that. Thank you for reading!

There will be no part 2!! This was just a quick idea.

P.S. If you were wondering what he handed the waitress, it was just a free pass to watch him box, along with an autograph and what not.

P.S.S. I edited this when I was sleepy so I know there are lots of mistakes lmao

(Start/Finish: September 21, 2019)

#killmonger fic #killmonger x reader #black reader #adonis creed #creed

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I don’t know if you’ve been asked this before, or if you’ve answered this, but has anyone ever asked Michael or Charlotte where the nickname Honeybee came from? I just thought of that and it tickled me cause how would they answer that with a straight face.

Ok I love this question and I hope you see this, anon! Sorry it took me sooo long but I wanted to write something out cause I thought this was so cute lol and to answer your question, they definitely didn't keep a straight face hahaha Michael's been on Graham Norton a couple times and his interviews were so cute and he is so funny so enjoyyyy!

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“I’m very excited to have you both on the couch at the same time, Michael and Charlotte. Here to promote Creed III, which is in theaters next week. I’ve had you both here separately but this is a treat to have you both here,” Graham Norton offered, the studio crowd applauding the couple.

“Thanks man, it’s always a good time here,” Michael responded, Charlotte nodding in agreement.

“So Creed III out next week. Your directorial debut, which is awesome. Congrats to you, Michael. But I have to ask you, Charlotte, what’s it like being directed by your husband? Is that weird having him boss you around on set? Did you give him a hard time?”

Charlotte laughed. “You know, actually it was pretty fun. Not sure how other people feel… working with their husbands but I loved it. You know we’ve been doing these movies and playing Bianca and Adonis for almost a decade. And as these characters have grown and evolved so have we and our relationship. So we have developed a short hand and ease on set with each other that made it easier. It also helps when your pillow talk is with the director,” she chuckled. “I kinda had an idea of the shots he wanted at times and could adjust to make sure I was doing my part to help him get it. Honestly, I just felt proud and so excited for my husband in real life getting to watch him achieve his dreams. I would just watch him sometimes on set and think 'damn, that's my man.' It was fun."

“That’s really sweet. What’s the most annoying thing she did on set?” He asked Michael.

Charlotte playfully raised her eyebrow as Michael rubbed his chin.

“You tryin’ to get me in trouble, huh??” He chuckled with a jokingly nervous energy. “Nah, she has always been like this but she is clumsy as hell - in character and in real life. So more than once, we'd get like a perfect take and then she'd just trip over like… air and we had to redo it."

Charlotte covered her face with her hand in embarrassment as Graham, the other guests, and the crowd laughed.

“Is that true?”

“1000%. I drop everything, I trip alllllllll the time. It’s pretty wild that it hasn’t happened more on red carpets and stuff honestly. And I break a lot of stuff too,” she added, her shoulders shrugging lightly. “I’m worse than our kids and we have twin boys so that’s saying a lot.”

“Wow… so I imagine it’s gotta be weird giving feedback and getting it from your husband? How’d that go over?”

“You know she’s pretty perfect so I never gave her anything other than glowing praise,” Michael interjected with his award-winning smile that had every woman in the crowd swooning.

“Awww, that’s so sweet. And a complete lie,” Charlotte answered playfully, causing the entire crowd to laugh. “I will say, he was very good at giving constructive feedback but I could always tell what kinda feedback was coming just by how he addressed me.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, he never uses my first name. And we try to keep it professional on set so he calls me Els 99% of the time on set and at home. But if he had constructive feedback, he always called me honey bee instead of Els. It was like his tell. But yea if he pulled out honey bee, I knew it was to butter me up,” she laughed. “But the feedback was mostly positive.”

“Honey bee, that’s so sweet,” Olivia Coleman, one of the other guests on the couch added.

“To be young and in love. None of the rest of us know anything about that,” Graham joked as the other guests had been married far longer than Michael and Charlotte. “I know Els is short for your middle name. Is there a story behind that nickname?”

Michael and Charlotte shared a glance, Michael trying to stifle his laughter. However, Charlotte could not hide her own, immediately doubling over at the thought of sharing that origin story. They did not mind sharing details of their personal lives and relationship but that was one area they strayed away from.

“I take it that story is not appropriate to share?”

They both shook their heads as they laughed.

“Nah, definitely not, definitely not. It started off as joke but then I liked it and it stuck,” Michael laughed. “That’s her name in my phone too.”

“Meanwhile, he’s name is just Bakari in mine with a heart and ring emoji. He’s the romantic in this marriage.” She scrunched up her face playfully as he leaned over and pecked her on the cheek, causing a loud awww to echo through the crowd.

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This was fun! Ask me more stuff like this, friends lol

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Welcome to the 12 Days of Christmas countdown to Christmas Day. Hope you see something you like. Enjoy! Merry Almost Christmas!

Toy Blitz

Imagine: Donnie needs to get Amara the perfect toy and no one's getting in his way.

Tags: Adonis Creed x Bianca, Dad!Adonis

"I've been thinking. Amara is getting a little older and I kinda wanna do something special this Christmas," Bianca paused on the sidewalk. It was date night, but it was also getting close to Christmas.

"What are you talking about," Donnie stepped closer, intrigued.

"So.. you know how she's really into those Monster High dolls? She asked for one for Christmas and I started to leave it at that, but then I had this idea.. I wanna decorate her room with Monster High. All out, comforter set, curtains, lunchbox, bags, everything I can find."

Donnie reflected over his daughter's recent obsession and nodded. "Yeah.. I think it's a good idea."

"You think so?"

"Yeah, I think she'll love it.. Where is this stuff coming from?

"Target? I found a few things online too, but you know it's getting closer to Christmas and stores are starting to sell out." Bianca began to walk again toward the restaurant with Donnie's arm around her shoulder as gentle guidance. They had reservations and needed to keep walking.

"We can go out.. after dinner, look around.." Still.. Donnie's eyes lingered on her face.

"What?" Subtly she leaned closer, a smile bright on her face.

"You know she's blessed? ..To have you as a mom?"

Bianca blushed with love, speechless and joyful.

"Anyone ever tell you you look like this famous actress?"

"Donnie," Bianca laughed with a gentle push.

"Kidding. Just kidding. You look like my beautiful wife. The most beautiful woman in.. the world."

"CAP."

"You're right, Tessa Thompson's my celebrity crush."

"OOH," Bianca pushed again nearly pushing him from the sidewalk. She smiled as she flipped him off and playfully walked ahead.

In the restaurant as they ate, Donnie thought it would be funny to bring it up again. He pulled up a picture on his phone to show Biance how much she resembled Tessa.

"Donnie.. If I look the least bit like Tessa Thompson.. you know who you look like?"

"Yes," he sat straighter. "Tupac," he smirked rubbing his hands mischievously on his thighs. Biance had to laugh.

"No. You know who you look like really? You kinda look like Michael B Jordan if I squint and turn my head to the side.

"Oh yeah?" He laughed watching her antics as she turned her head. "I call bullshit."

Date Night was a success, the club to enjoy a local favorite's performance and then the restaurant. Donnie and Bianca went to Target directly after to find anything Monster High. The shelves were in tact, they'd started their search early enough to beat the mad Christmas toy dash... but not early enough to find the specific doll Amara asked for.

Bianca searched online immediately. The doll was inexpensive and listed in multiple online stores, but somehow they were all out of stock. Donnie peered over her shoulder.

"Cleo De Nile," he read examining the doll's look and features. "Cleo De Nile," he repeated for memory's sake. He moved pink and blue dolls, other brands, barbies, and puzzle boxes unwilling to accept at first glance that the doll was completely sold out. He squatted and went through the lower shelf which Bianca stared and watched him do.

When he stood, he had a sneaky expression and a box with a doll in his hand. Bianca lit up and quieted herself.

"Daddy," a little girl yelled at the end of the aisle. "Someone found it! Daddy!"

Donnie left the aisle quickly, not avoiding the black father who saw and approached him on a mission.

"HEY," he yelled. "Someone stop him!"

The whole store knew Donnie's face and to them it probably looked like he was stealing a toy from a little girl. He stopped at the register.

"What the hell kinda sicko are you stealing a doll from a seven-year-old little girl? You should be ashamed of yourself, grown man like you bullying kids? That doll belongs to my daughter.. Don't ring him up," he gestured to the cashier.

Bianca's hand covered her mouth in stress as she watched the man and her husband. Donnie wasn't a patient man by any stretch and didn't take disrespect from strangers. She kept her other hand on his shoulder to ground him and keep him calm.

"The doll was on the shelf," she interjected quickly. "Your daughter didn't have it, Donnie found it."

"You calling my child a liar?" He stepped up and Donnie checked him, Bianca checking and holding onto Donnie. The little girl looked afraid for her daddy and despite the man's aggression, the look on the little girl's face moved Bianca. Bianca saw Amara.. which is why she tapped Donnie."

"Let's just go D," she sighed. "I'll keep checking online." He caught the empathy in her eyes and it calmed him, but then he looked again at the doll in his hands. He wasn't thinking about another man's kid, although she deserved toys too. He only thought of Amara. Amara was a fighter and after battling so much and still wearing a smile every day, she deserved this doll and whatever it would take to get it.

"I can't give you this doll," he stated firmly despite the small audience. "My daughter deserves this toy just as much as your daughter and the way you feel right now about yours is exactly how I feel for mine. She doesn't ask for much and she's fought through every situation life has thrown at her, you damn right I'm not giving you this doll." He turned away from them all and gave it to the cashier who bagged it.

Bianca followed quietly him out to the car as he walked ahead, stopping short in front of her. Slowly he faced her, weary. He started to apologize for his behavior, but Bianca's lips cut him short as her hands held his head gently in place. She wasn't mad, she was turned on.

He saw just how much when they got home. They asked the babysitter to stay a little longer and keep Amara distracted while they hid her gift but in actuality, they needed private time to show each other just how much they missed each other's company through the last few weeks.

"I thought you'd be mad at me," his raspy post-coital voice came in quietly.

"Nah," Bianca smiled. "Typically I do hate how stubborn and hot-headed you can be, but this was different.. This was for Amara.."

He looked down at her as she laid on his chest, cuddled closely. He was content and his arm was on her shoulders. Bianca felt then that she truly loved him, but most of all.. she loved how he loved Amara."

"That's daddy's champion, the Laila to my Ali," he stroked her arm up to her shoulder. "You know she's getting whatever."

"You're a really good father."

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fantomcomics · 10 months

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What’s Out This Week? 6/28

HOW IS JUNE ALMOST OVER WHYYYYY

Beauty SC - Hubert & Kerascoet

When the repulsively ugly Coddie unintentionally saves a fairy from a spell, she does not understand the poisonous nature of the wish granted her by the fairy. The village folk no longer see her as repulsive and stinking of fish-they now perceive her as magnetically beautiful-which does not help her in her village. A young local lord saves her, but it soon becomes apparent that Coddie's destiny may be far greater than anyone ever imagined. Caustic and flamboyant, this fairy tale offers grownups an engrossing take on the nature and corrupting power of beauty, in our age of obsession with it.

Brinkley Yearbook: Picture Day GN Vol 1 - Sarah Sax

Everyone knows the most stressful day of middle school: picture day! Seventh-grader Viv never looks forward to picture day. It's just another day where she wears a boring braid and no one notices her. (Her two best friends, Milo and Al, don't count, of course.) But enough is enough. This year, she's taking matters into her own hands. Literally. Viv grabs a pair of scissors, her phone for live-streaming, and, well, bye-bye braid. Suddenly Viv is an over-night influencer at Brinkley Middle School. Everyone wants her help planning their next big moment-from haircuts, to dance proposals, activist rallies and mathlete championships. She hardly even has time for her friends anymore. It's exactly how she dreamed of reinventing herself... right?

Creed: The Next Round #1 (of 4) - LaToya Morgan, Jai Jamison, Wilton Santos & Mateus Manhanini

Ten years after the events of the blockbuster Creed III, Amara Creed is on her own path, stepping outside her father Adonis Creed's shadow and training like there's no tomorrow. But when her division opponents no longer present a challenge, Amara's drive will have her following in her father's footsteps, going underground. She'll also need the perfect trainer, but perfection comes with tangled strings attached.

Darkly She Goes HC - Hubert & Vincent Mallie

Once upon a time there was a fallen knight, who believed that saving a princess would allow him to atone for his crimes. Once upon a time there was a dark princess, who believed that it was up to her to atone for the crimes of her parents... Banished for a fault that forever taints his reputation, Arzhur wanders from tavern to field of battle in search of the next contract which will fill his purse. One night, three mysterious old women offer him to regain honor and fortune if he frees the daughter of a neighboring king, held captive in the ruins of an abandoned castle. But Islen is not the damsel in distress that he expected to save. Magnified by the virtuoso art of Vincent Mallié, Hubert questions the weight of family heritage and delivers, under the finery of a tale, an intimate reflection on our inner monsters.

Delivery For You! GN - Teku Rin

Izumi Fukaya is a shut-in bachelor and part-timer whose only joy in life is seeing the handsome delivery worker who drops off his packages every day. Every time Ryouta Tsuchiya arrives with another delivery, the contents of the boxes are only half the excitement. Determined to make himself "cooler" to match Tsuchiya, Fukaya has yet to realize that Tsuchiya already thinks he's the whole package - and they're both about to find out they already have everything they want right in front of them!Meanwhile, Yuito Igarashi and Yuuta Natsume are in the prime of their college years but neither of them can seem to hit that final, all important youthful milestone: a girlfriend. Natsume struggles to even talk to the girls, and Igarashi's greatest talent is coming off as a creep. Maybe if they team up and put their heads together, they can come up with a solution to get over their single-life hurdles.

Disney One Saturday Morning Adventures HC - Daan Jippes & Laura McCreary

Pour a bowl of cereal and dig into a nostalgic comics tribute to Disney's One Saturday Morning! From Disney Adventures and its sister magazines come classic comics based on your favorite 1990s Saturday morning cartoon block! See sideways schoolkids Doug and Pepper Ann navigate the halls of tween angst-while sneaky Spinelli of Recess is always up to tricks! Join Buzz Lightyear of Star Command and Mira Nova for big space battles. Then return to the Hundred Acre Wood for The New Adventures of Winnie the Pooh... and hit Mouseton for Mickey, Goofy, and (hot-cha-cha!) Mortimer in Mickey MouseWorks! Even the Emmy-Award-winning Teacher's Pet is back in comics... back in print for the first time in decades!

Nudism Comes To Connecticut HC - Susan Schade, Jon Buller & Laura Buller

Nudism Comes To Connecticut is a fascinating graphic memoir of optimism, debt, nakedness and real estate scheming in the early 1930s. Frank Mallett, inspired by cooperative colonies he had visited in Europe, returned home envisioning utopian communities of bohemian emigrés and artistic intellectuals proliferating in sylvan harmony. With the crash of 1929 his already floundering enterprises seemed doomed - until he discovered a growing interest in healthy, wholesome nudism. Closely based on actual people and events, Nudism Comes to Connecticut exposes the conflict between the ecstasy of the "exquisite naked plunge" and voyeurism, competitiveness, and greed by way of many period writings and letters. Although Frank's love of nature never falters, he learns that there is more to nudism than meets the eye.

Goodbye Eri GN - Tatsuki Fujimoto

From the mad genius behind Chainsaw Man and Look Back comes a new story about coping with loss. Yuta's moviemaking career started with the request from his mother to record her final moments. But after her death, Yuta meets a mysterious girl named Eri who takes his life in new directions. The two begin creating a movie together, but Eri harbors an explosive secret.

I Should Not Love You GN - Chise Ogawa

Since he was little, Taisei Fujima has been known as the pretty boy in his town, and throughout his pampered and self-indulgent life thus far, there has only been one thing standing in his way: Keita Okachimachi, his former middle school classmate. Therefore, when Taisei is once again reunited with Okachimachi, after three long years apart, Taisei can't help but get riled up. And thus begins Taisei's grand plan for revenge...! Except, something's wrong. Even though he loathes Okachimachi with every fiber of his being, why is Taisei's heart beating so fast that he can hardly think straight. "Don't tell me I've fallen in love with him-?!"

Minami’s Lover HC - Shungiku Uchida

In this raunchy, moving, funny manga for adults, high school student Minami's girlfriend, Chiyomi, shrinks down to six inches tall - and moves in with him! Originally appearing in the underground/alternative manga magazine Garo in the 1980s and adapted for television several times, the Japanese pop culture sensation Minami's Lover is the story of two high schoolers' romantic relationship when one of them shrinks down to six inches tall.

Nervosa GN - Hayley Gold

Unflinchingly honest and darkly humorous, Nervosa is a graphic memoir about disordered eating, chronic illness, and a profound relationship with hope.

Obnoxious Hero-Kun Complete Collection GN - Amanda Rahimi

At school, everyone loves Hiro (especially Hiro). Handsome, charismatic, and overflowing with poetic praises of himself, he can get any girl he wants with just a smile and an abundance of background sparkles. He definitely doesn't waste any of his precious time thinking about Takashi, a stoic and somewhat icy boy who sits in front of him in class. Hiro's always glaring at Takashi for being so uncool, not staring longingly at Takashi's stupid beauty mark! When Hiro pushes his theatrical charm too far and finds Takashi daring him to kiss, Hiro realizes that being the hero of his own story means facing a dizzying array of heart-pounding challenges...like figuring out his true feelings for the very blunt, very hot Takashi. And dealing with exactly how much fetish gear is in Takashi's closet.

Power Rangers Unlimited: The Coinless #1 - Adam Cesare, Moises Hidalgo & Dan Mora

As if the medium-spanning, fan-favorite villain Drakkon wasn't enough of a threat, Mistress Vile has special plans, ones that will bring the Rangers' greatest foe into our world! But this scheming isn't without consequences for Drakkon, and he'll have to take a page from the book of Zordon if he wants the world of The Coinless to survive. But who would be unhinged enough to join his team? As if they have a choice...

Spider-Man Across The Spider-Verse: The Art Of The Movie HC - Ramin Zahed

Miles Morales returns for the next chapter of the Oscar-winning Spider-Verse saga, an epic adventure that will transport Brooklyn's full-time, friendly neighborhood Spider-Man across the Multiverse to join forces with Gwen Stacy and a new team of Spider-People to face off with a villain more powerful than anything they have ever encountered. Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse: The Art of the Movie takes readers behind the scenes to showcase the art and artistry of Sony Pictures Animation's highly-anticipated sequel to 2018's Academy Award-winning Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse. The ultimate deep dive into the on-screen return of the Spider-Man multiverse, the book features exclusive concept art, sketches, character designs, and storyboards from the visually innovative film.

Starfinder: Angels Of The Drift #1 - James L. Sutter, Edu Menna & Biagio D'Alessandro

A bold crew of adventurers must race to an isolated world to stop a catastrophic war for faster-than-light technology!

In the science-fantasy universe of the bestselling Starfinder Roleplaying Game, five down-on-their-luck mercenaries sign on to help a robotic avatar of the hyperspace dimension bring starship technology to a previously uncontacted planet. But with sinister forces bent on exploiting the new world, it'll take all the heroes' guns, wits, and magic to make it off their space station alive...

The Story Of Barbie & The Woman Who Created Her HC - Cindy Eagan & Amy Bates

A beautifully illustrated picture book about Barbie-the most famous doll in the world-and her visionary creator, Ruth Handler. After noticing how her daughter played with "grown-up" paper dolls, Ruth Handler wanted to create a doll that would inspire little girls to use their huge imaginations and big dreams about their futures. While others told her it wasn't possible, Ruth Handler proved them all wrong by creating the most famous doll ever. This beautiful hardcover picture book will inspire children ages 3 to 7 to believe that anything is possible-especially with Barbie!

Trojan GN - Daniel Kraus, Laci & Jeff Dekal

Once upon a time, we lived alongside Legends. Creatures of myth. Centaurs, fauns, gorgons, kelpies, gnomes, and more. They were spectacular. Majestic. Powerful. Peaceful. Pure. In comparison, we were ugly. Weak. Warmongering. Rotten. Is it any wonder we could not live alongside them any longer? After driving these Legends to the fringes of society, an uglier form of mythos takes shape in the form of rumors of live snuff shows for dark web high rollers. When a mysterious young woman, Nessa, enlists the help of a hacker to take a tour of the grisliest corners of the Dark Web, she sets in motion a war between those who peddle to mankind's darkest fantasies and a world that transcends imagination. Trojan is fantasy thriller full of wonder and horror in equal measure.

Wolverine SNIKT! GN - Tsutomu Nihei

In 2003, fresh off the success of his hit series Blame!, star manga creator Tsutomu Nihei connected with Marvel Comics, writing and drawing the limited series Wolverine: Snikt! Bringing his signature style to bear on the iconic X-Man, Nihei took Wolverine to a darker, more terrifying dimension, presented here in a deluxe edition.

Whatcha snagging to close out Pride, Fantom Fam??

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melaninpov · 9 months

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Michael B. Jordan

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jackandjackiekennedylover · 2 years

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Like Father Like Daughter

Imagine You playing Ivan Drago's Daughter in creed II movie.

Y/N Meghan Urban is a Russian Actress. She is the most unbeatable boxer in the world. She was in the soviet union army for eight years.

Born: January 5th, 1990 ( age 28 years ) Kaluga, RA

Height : 5'11''

Affiliation: Soviet Army

Spouse: Bill Skarsgård ( m.2009)

Children : 1

July 9th, 2018

Come on put your gloves up ," Alice said with a grin

Scarlett stared at her with no emotion on her face as Alice hits her's gloves .

The gloves didn't move .

Shit. This is going to be just like the fight with Apollo," Rocky mumbled.

Ivan glanced over at him with a cold dead stared before he looked at you .

Throw in the towel ," Adonis yelled as he watches his sister get beaten to death.

Scarlett glanced at him with a dark chuckle before she throws hardest the punch ever at Alice and she falls over .

Alice ," Adonis yelled as he climbs into the ring and hold her head.

Rocky stared at Ivan with hatred.

If she dies she dies ," Scarlett said as she looked at him with a cold dead stared .

Cut!

Ow my neck ," Skyler said with a groan.

Sorry about that ," You said with a smile.

It's ok. It's was for the movie ," Skyler said with a laugh .

You grab a towel and wipe the blood from your face .

You were fantastic," Skyler said.

Thank you. I do this for a living anyway and this was to easy for me ," You said with a grin.

You're a real boxer," Skyler asked in shock.

Oh yeah she is. Y/n is the most unbeatable boxer in the world for a female ," Sylvester said with a grin.

Weren't you in the army," Michael asked?

Yeah I was," You said with a smile.

Which army was it," Dolph asked you?

Soviet Union for eight years, " You said with a grin.

Just like Ivan Drago," Sylvester said with a laugh.

That's explains a lot why y/n was so perfect for this role as Ivan Drago's Daughter. Y/n looks just like him, She speaks Russian and is from Russia. Also was in the soviet union army just like him. Plus she can give a fantastic a cold dead stared like him and fantastic boxer to ,"Michael said with a grin.

True ," All of them but you said .

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laresearchette · 3 months

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Saturday, January 13, 2024 Canadian TV Listings (Times Eastern)

WHERE CAN I FIND THOSE PREMIERES?: EVERYTHING BUT THE HOUSE (A&E Canada) 12:00pm A SCOTTISH LOVE SCHEME (W Network) 8:00pm

WHAT IS NOT PREMIERING IN CANADA TONIGHT? OWN SPOTLIGHT: OPRAH & FANTASIA BARRINO (TBD - OWN Canada)

NEW TO AMAZON PRIME CANADA/CBC GEM/CRAVE TV/DISNEY + STAR/NETFLIX CANADA:

AMAZON PRIME CANADA DUMB MONEY

CRAVE TV KID-E-CATS (Season 2)

2024 IIHF U18 WOMEN'S WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP (TSN4) 9:00am: Semifinal (TSN4) 1:00pm: Semifinal

NHL HOCKEY (SN) 1:00pm: Rangers vs. Capitals (SN) 4:00pm: Canucks vs. Sabres (TSN5) 4:00pm: Sharks vs. Sens (CBC/SN1) 7:00pm: Oilers vs. Habs (SN) 7:00pm: Avalanche vs. Leafs (City TV/SN Now) 7:00pm: Flyers vs. Jets (CBC/SN) 10:00pm: Flames vs. Kraken

NFL FOOTBALL (TSN/TSN3) 4:30pm: Browns vs. Texans (TSN/TSN3) 8:00pm: Dolphins vs. Kansas City

NBA BASKETBALL (TSN2) 8:00pm: Warriors vs. Bucks (SN Now) 8:30pm: Bulls vs. Spurs

NEWLYWED NIGHTMARE (Lifetime Canada) 8:00pm: A man hires a private investigator when his wife disappears on their honeymoon and his bank account gets drained.

LOVE’S PLAYLIST (Super Channel Heart & Home) 8:00pm: A music executive learns that the anonymous man she's been flirting with online is also a colleague whom she can't stand.

CREED (Crave) 9:00pm: Long-retired boxer Rocky Balboa (Sylvester Stallone) agrees to train Apollo Creed's son (Michael B. Jordan) to become a fighter, even as the former champ battles an opponent deadlier than any he ever faced in the ring.

COBWEB (Starz) 9:00pm: Young Peter is plagued by a mysterious, constant noise from inside his bedroom wall -- a tapping that his parents insist is in his imagination. As his fear intensifies, he starts to believe that his parents are hiding a terrible and dangerous secret.

BYSTANDERS (Super Channel Fuse) 9:05pm: A group of childhood friends, now in their 20s, share their traditional spring weekend getaway and are forced to confront the elephant in the room: Justin.

INFAMOUSLY IN LOVE (Super Channel Heart & Home) 9:30pm: A frustratingly micromanaged pop star who dreams of an ordinary life finds herself torn between her celebrity ex, the machinations of her controlling manager, and a developing romance with a down-to-earth record store owner.

CREED II (Crave) 11:25pm: Under guidance from Rocky Balboa, boxing phenom Adonis Johnson prepares for an epic showdown against the son of Ivan Drago -- the former Russian fighter who killed Apollo Creed in the ring.

EXPEDITION: BACK TO THE FUTURE (Science) 12:00am (SERIES PREMIERE): Josh Gates sets off to hunt down the original DeLorean Time Machine.

BIRDS OF PREY (CTV) 12:35am: Harley Quinn faces the wrath of narcissistic crime boss Black Mask and every other thug in Gotham. But things soon even out for Harley when she becomes unexpected allies with three deadly women -- Huntress, Black Canary and Renee Montoya.

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dashhoney25 · 1 year

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SB: seventeen

NATASHA

Turning over in bed, the aroma of breakfast tickled my nose. I groaned to myself as reality set in. I sat up in bed and pulled my phone from the nightstand, unlocking my phone to check my text thread with Adonis, and to my surprise, no response.

Regret set in, the message read ‘delivered’. He could’ve read the message and ignored it for all I knew. I picked myself out of bed and walked into the on-suite bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth. I walked out of the bedroom and into the kitchen to find a shirtless King making breakfast.

“Good morning” he exclaimed. I opened the fridge and grabbed the gallon of orange juice and two glasses from the cabinet, “Morning” I replied lowly. As I poured the two glasses of orange juice, King placed my plate of pancakes, bacon, and eggs on the table. After fixing his plate, he took a seat and took a sip of his orange juice. “Thank you” he replied.

I took a seat at the table, blessed my food, and ate a forkful of eggs. “You know you didn’t have to cook breakfast” I exclaimed. “It’s fine. It would be rude of me to only cook for myself.” King expressed. My facial expression changed as I dropped my fork. This nigga had a lot of nerve. King immediately rushed over to pick up the fork. I struggled to grab the fork, and he got it before I could. “You don’t have to—“ “I didn’t mean it like that Tash” King interrupted, looking me in my eyes. “It would be rude of me to eat without you. That’s what I meant” King reassured as he got up from the ground and placed the dirty fork in the sink.

My chest heaved up and down slowly as he handed me a clean fork from the drawer, I was still on edge for how he treated me last night, and I’m a bit salty about not getting a text back from Adonis. I glared at King as he returned to his seat. “I’m sorry if I upset you” he added. Cutting to the chase, I interrupted his ‘nice boy’ act. “Is this some kind of peace offering from last night?!” I asked at an octave. King chuckled to himself, “Damn, we still not over this?” he questioned. I stood to my feet with one hand on my hip, “You tell me. You’re the one with the ‘nice boy’ act cooking me breakfast and shit.” I scoffed.

King took a bite of his bacon and wiped his hands with a napkin, the look in his eyes read that he was fed up. “I’m not tryna argue this morning. It’s a new day. Whatever we said to each other last night, is what we said. Why are you still…. Hostile?” King questioned as he stood to his feet, towering over me. My eyes locked with King’s as his expression was cold and unchanging, his jaw clenched, and his skin as golden as ever. I was turned on by his ‘I don’t need you’ attitude. I couldn’t help but feel my heart strings being pulled as I watched the tension between us brew, my eyes traced his tattoos and chiseled body.

I caved internally the longer I stared at him. I squared my eyes at him, trying to gain my composure as I felt the bad bitch energy in me dying. My mind played back to last night and all of those feelings came rushing in. I sighed heavily before speaking. “Jermaine, I felt rejected last night and… to tell you the truth, I’m not over it” I admitted. King knew that anytime that I called him by his government name, it meant that I was serious; for some reason, it was like a soft spot for him.

King sighed in frustration and sucked his teeth. He relaxed his shoulders and proceeded to rest his hands on my shoulders. “What do you want me to do?” he asked in a softer tone. The sensation of his skin against mine caused my skin to flush, my face immediately turned red and he knew it. I felt hot internally, I even smiled a little. Deep down, all I could think about was Adonis, and why I made him leave, I’m still just so unhappy and uneasy about the fact that he’s married. I caressed King’s wrists and stared into his eyes. I felt that rubbing them, maybe the pain would go away. If I stared at him any longer, maybe I could forget all about Adonis, and King and I could pick up where we left off.

King took my hand and caressed it, staring in my eyes. He placed his hand on my waist and moved closer to me. “I don’t wanna entice you, when we’re both hurting. I can’t help you, when I can’t even help myself” King spoke softly. I felt my heart drop into my ass at those words, and a tear instantly fell from my cheek. We were interrupted by my phone ringing on the table. I quickly moved away from King and answered immediately. “Hi Ms. Daniels, this is Dr. James, how are you this morning?” she questioned. “Cassandra! Dr. James, I’m fine, how are you?” I replied. “I’m well. I’m so sorry to bother you. We just got your results back from the lab and I was calling to see if you could come in so that we could speak about them” Dr. James added. I walked over to the window, away from King and felt panic set in. “Sure, is everything okay?” I questioned nervously.

“I have a few questions for you, I’d love to discuss them when you get here. I’ll be in the office until 2:30, see you then Ms. Daniels” Dr. James replied before hanging up. I kissed my teeth in annoynace, feeling a rush of nervousness and anxiousness shoot through my body. “Everything okay?” King asked walking up behind me. I jumped and turned around, “I have to go to Dr. James’ office” I said nervously.

“Want me to go with you?” King asked eagerly. “I’d rather you not. I think I can handle this” I say anxiously leaving the kitchen.

I arrived at Dr. James’ office in a hurry. After speaking with her assistant, I patiently waited for her as I clutched my camel Birkin bag nervously waiting for her to appear.

A few moments later, Dr. Cassandra James walked in happily greeting me. “Thanks for meeting with me on short notice Natasha” she said before taking a seat. “it’s no problem” I said anxiously with a smile. “So I wanted to get right to it, I didn’t want to discuss this over the phone, but, your labs were pretty abnormal” Dr. James stated. I looked at her with confusion, “Is the baby going to be okay?” I asked with concern. “Ms. Daniels, your baby will be fine. As long as you take these meds accordingly, have a talk with Mr. Umaru, and come back to see me within a week”. “Meds? What do I need to talk to Jermaine about?” I asked in confusion.

I felt like Dr. James was beating around the bush, and I didn’t want to mince words, but I know she wouldn’t have called me to her office about pre-natal care. I didn’t want to be informal, but I had to go there, this lady has seen all my business, and will be delivering my child in the coming months. “Cassandra, can you tell me what’s going on?!” I asked in suspicion. Dr. James sighed, “Natasha, your labs came back abnormal because you’ve contracted chlamydia” she spoke softly.

I stared at my doctor in disbelief. I was emotionless, frozen, yet boiling on the inside. The thought of all possible partners between King and I in the past year scanned through my mind and my heart felt heavy. She couldn’t be serious. There is no way that Adonis would do me like that, and King sure as hell wouldn’t... Or would they?

“I’m sure there’s been a mistake Dr. James. Could you run it again? I—” “I’m sorry, Ms. Daniels, I was just as surprised as you are, but these are the results. I know that things happen, and there are certain things that we can’t control, but let’s focus on the health of your baby. You and your spouse can discuss the nature of your relationship once you leave this office” she encouraged. I had never felt so humiliated in my life to hear those words. I dropped my head and listened to Dr. James’ instructions as she handed me the prescription.

I left the office in disbelief. I don’t know how I’m going to get home with this on my mental, but this would be the longest drive of my life. Dr. James encouraged me to take deep breaths, relax, and refrain from expressing my emotions negatively, as this can cause more stress on the body and harm to the baby. Damn whatever she has to say right now, I’m not in the mood for any calm shit! I need answers as to who gave me this shit!

I got in my car and I immediately called Adonis. He forwarded my call to voicemail. “Not today! NOT TODAY ADONIS!” I yelled as I clicked his name to call him back. Again, he sent me to voicemail. I huffed angrily and sent him a text message, “CONDO! RIGHT NOW!”

ADONIS

I’m laying in bed next to Mercedes when I see Natasha’s name pop up on my phone. I’m still getting out of the doghouse after I put my hands on Mercedes by accident. What could Natasha want right now? “Is everything okay?" Mercedes asked as she snuggled up under me. I kissed her forehead. “Of course” I reassured. I was placing my phone back on the nightstand, when another call from Natasha came through.

“Can I just get some peace and quiet today?” I huffed in annoyance. “Just turn your phone off” Mercedes says as she sits up to look at me. As soon as I rejected the call, a text from Natasha read “CONDO! RIGHT NOW!” I sighed and looked at Mercedes’ longing eyes. “I’ll turn it off as soon as I get back babe, there’s some shit going on at the gym that I have to take care of it” I lied, getting out of bed.

Mercedes sighed in annoyance, “I promise I won’t take all day. I’ll be back soon” I said pulling her into a kiss. “And you better be!” she chimed. “I love you” Mercedes urged. “Love you too” I replied solemnly. I knew in my heart that last night didn’t change anything between Mercedes and I. I was wrong for putting my hands on her, and in a moment of weakness, I seized the opportunity to give her what she wanted, and I provided the sex that she desperately craved.

I took a quick shower and headed out the door. I received a text from Tasha letting me know that she lost her key, and to meet her at her car. I knew she was lying about losing her key, she probably trashed that shit once I told her about Mercedes and I being married, I can’t say that I blame her.

I pulled up next to her black BMW and got out of the car to greet her. She was on her phone, and I tapped on the window. Natasha rolled down the window, “What’s good?” I asked. She didn’t make eye contact at all. She locked her phone and looked straight ahead, “Can we go inside and talk?” she asked lowly. “What you do with your key? I know you didn’t lose that shit” I said playfully, biting my lip, knowing that would get her attention. Natasha glared at me. Her eyes were puffy and red, as if she’d been crying. The longer we stared at each other, the more tears swelled in her eyes and fell. I stuck my hand in the car to unlock the door. I opened the door and pulled her into a tight embrace, pulling her out of the car, closing the door behind us. Her hands were on the back of my neck as she pulled from my embrace and we locked eyes.

I felt a strange feeling pulling at my chest, and I knew that I couldn’t ignore it. Natasha’s tearful eyes searched mine as we stood there in silence, holding each other.

NATASHA

His embrace, and the scent of his cologne swept me off of my feet. It’s only been a day, maybe two and here I am, in his arms. I hated him for how he made me feel the other night, but I craved his touch so much that I couldn’t deny myself of this moment. Pulling away from his embrace, I rested my hand on Adonis’ chest. “I hate you” I said lowly, looking away into the distance.

Adonis moved closer to me and pressed his body onto mine against the car, he lifted my chin to adjust my focus to him. “You don’t mean that” he whispered softly. My thumb grazed his bottom lip, “But I do” I said feeling my heart sink in my chest. Adonis looked away from me, and I could tell he started to get choked up as his jaw clenched. “Let your window up, we need to go inside and talk” he exhaled.

I grabbed my purse, let up my window, and locked the car door. I followed Adonis into the building. Once inside his condo, I dropped my purse on the couch and stood by the window that gave a beautiful view of the city. “You wanna tell me why it was so urgent that we needed to meet?” he questioned. “Am I interrupting a moment between you and your wife?” I questioned sarcastically. Adonis scoffed and looked at me snidely, “I’ma let that one slide, just because” he kissed his teeth. I rolled my eyes in annoyance and walked into the kitchen to grab a bottle of water.

Taking a sip, I glared at Adonis, who stood at the other side of the kitchen. “Maybe we should consider going separate ways Donnie” I admitted. Adonis walked towards the island took a chair out in front of me to take a seat. “Where’s this coming from?” he asked. I shrugged my shoulders and looked in his eyes, “I mean think about it. You’re married, I no longer have use for this condo, and I’m pregnant. Why don’t we cut ties now and just live separate lives? Neither one of us want to let go of our significant others, but being in the moment with each other leads us into uncompromising situations, such as this pregnancy” I confess. Adonis took my hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. “Baby, I’m sorry for how all of this has turned out, and I’m sorry for the unfortunate circumstance that I’m in with Mercedes. Tasha, I can’t cut ties with you… not like this” Adonis remarked. He got out of his chair and towered over me. Lifting my chin with his index finger, Adonis lowered his gaze to mine. “You know how much I care about you” he whispered. “D, that’s not enough for me… not anymore” I said lowly, feeling myself get choked up. Adonis swiftly picked me up and placed me on the island, standing in between my legs.

Adonis placed small kisses to my neck, and I quickly moved away. “D, I can’t… I can’t give you that part of me anymore” I argued. Ignoring my rejection, Adonis pulled me into a rough, but passionate kiss. This kiss that had been brewing between us since we laid eyes on each other. I threw my arms around him and wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him into me as close as possible. The tips of my fingers grazed through his scalp as I let out a soft moan in between kisses. Adonis caressed my body fervently, groaning at the feeling. I pulled away from his embrace and stared in his eyes as mine watered. I wanted nothing more than to give myself to him on top of this island, right here, right now. “Whatever you need me to do, I’ll do it for you. I’ll be better, for us Tash” Adonis confessed, breathing heavily.

Adonis wiped my tears as I pulled him into another long, deep, kiss. Adonis groped and yoked my body up so quickly. I felt like the wind had been knocked out of me as he laid me on the island so gently, placing kisses down my stomach. I felt myself getting hotter as the kisses intensified and all resolve left my body. The lower Adonis kissed me, the louder Dr. James’ voice echoed in my head, “Natasha, your labs came back abnormal because you’ve contracted chlamydia”. In that moment, I sat up on the island instantly and pushed Adonis away. “I can’t… I can’t… I CAN’T!” I yelled in tears. “What the fuck Tash?!” Adonis shot back. “This is all your fault, and I can no longer be a part of it. Adonis I’m tired.” I said wiping my tears. “I’m tired of you manipulating me into thinking that it’s just ‘us’ in the moment. In the moment with each other, it’s all that we have, and Adonis, these moments are costing me my life!” I yelled at him. “Where is this coming from?” Adonis asked confused. “YOU! Everything that I do with you, it comes back to me! TENFOLD! I can’t take this shit anymore!” I snapped. Adonis pulled me down from the island and held me by the waist. “How about we just relax? I didn’t mean to aggravate you. I’m sure it’s just the hormones” Adonis cooed as he brushed my hair behind my ears. My eyes widened in anger, “Hormones?! Don’t sugarcoat shit with me Adonis.” I say pulling out of his embrace. Adonis took his seat in front of the island and adjusted himself, he looked frustrated and defeated. “Explain to me Tash. Why would I leave from the comfort of my bed with Mercedes, just for you to play with me , either you want me or you don’t” Adonis stated matter of fact. Perplexed, I squared my eyes at Adonis. “Explain to me why you throw her name around so confidently yet I bet she doesn’t know where you are right now.” I snapped. “It’s none of her business” Adonis replied.

“This isn’t getting us anywhere and you know it. If you ‘love’ her like you say you do, stop answering my calls and texts and just let me be. Stop trying to get the last drop of me on your tongue. Stop trying to fight what you know you aren’t ready for.” I argued. “You wanted me for yourself, and once I was no longer of use for you, you chose the person who you refuse to knock up, to spend the rest of your life with.” I spat. “It’s not true.. Tash. You know I’m a man of my word” Adonis chimed. “What does that have to do with anything?!” I questioned. “It has to do with everything! Tasha, I know I’m not perfect, and I know I haven’t been the best to you, but dammit I don’t know how to show you that I’m here for you, that I’m here for us” Adonis pleaded. “God! I can’t let you continue to play in my face like this shit is okay! Fuck your damn word and just admit that you’re a fucking cheater but you don’t wanna let her go!” I yell. “If you love her, stop dragging me along! Leave me be so that I can figure this shit out on my own. Clearly you’re not man enough to keep your word for me. I was never enough for you, I never mattered to you” I said feeling myself getting emotional.

“Tash you know that’s not true” Adonis began, “Adonis, I don’t know what to believe anymore. You’ve fooled me, impregnated me, and you’ve given me chlamydia!” I barked. “Chlamydia?! I…” Adonis’ expression changed immediately. “I’m sorry! You know I wouldn’t” Adonis said trying to touch me. My hand swatted at his face immediately. “No you’re not fucking sorry!!! You did exactly what you wanted to do with me!!!” I yelled continuously hitting him in the face. Adonis pushed me away, “Tasha I wouldn’t dare! You’re carrying my child, you know that I’ve only been with you and Mercedes.” Adonis pleaded. “I need you to know that I wouldn’t put you or my child in harms way.” Adonis reassured.

“I think it’s best that I leave you to figure out how I got chlamydia, while I sort out the details of who the father is. Whether King wants to be in this child’s life or not, I’m raising this baby on my own, without you. I don’t need the key to this condo anymore, and I don’t need you to fill the void for me. All I need to be, is a damn good mother to my child!” I spat. I grabbed my purse and headed for the door. Adonis was on my heels, and he stopped me before I could turn the doorknob. “I need you to know that I’d never—” I placed my finger over Adonis’ lips, “Take it up with your fucking wife. Stay the fuck away from me, and don’t contact me about this child” I snapped before walking out of the condo.

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melaninmarvelficrecs · 4 years

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Adonis Creed Fic Recs

Angst 😭

Fluff 🥰

Smut 😈

Series 📚

Original character 👸🏽

Au meme 🎀

Social media edit 📱

Moodboard 💝

😈After a Fight by @killmongersgurl

6 Am Another Sleepless Night by @writerbee-ffs

😈Baby Fever by @eye-raq

Quick Hands by @nahimjustfeelingit-writes

It’s Either Me or Bianca 2 by @nahimjustgeelingit-writes

First Kiss by @nahimjustgeelingit-writes

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minevee · 5 years

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Please me

Y/N has been waiting forever and a day for Adonis to come home and she doesn’t think she can take the “frustration” anymore. So as soon as Donnie comes home she doesn’t waist any time to get what she needs.

3 fucking months without Donnie. 3 fucking months! What In the actual fuck. You’re just plain old frustrated and you can’t take the build up anymore. Every time you close your eyes you can’t help but see Donnie’s head in between your legs holding you down and eating your pussy till tears fall from your eyes. Every time you sleep all you can dream about is Donnie pounding into you and leaving marks all over your body. Getting feed up with this shit you call Donnie to get some answers. Picking up your phone to call, he picks up on the 2nd ring “Hey baby girl I was just thinkin bout you” you hear him say and you can practically see the smile on his face. Not waisting any time you jump right to the point “Daddy when are you coming home I miss you and “she” misses you too” you groaned out. Adonis laughs on the other side making you roll your eyes “Baby I’ll be back at 10 tonight ok”. Looking at the clock hanging on the wall you see the time 4:15pm. Letting out a loud groan and thrashing against the bed “but I want you home NOW I don’t think you understand how fucking frustrated I am” trying to get him to do things your way you soften up your tone “daddy please come home quick and play with me” you pleaded with him. He lets out a low breath “Y/N I’d love to play with you and if it were up to me I’d be there right now in between those legs giving you the night of your life but I got stuff to handle okay I promise I won’t waste no time and I’ll be home as soon as possible, now I gotta go I’ll see you soon and I love you so much baby”. Saying your goodbyes you hang up the phone and sigh. Getting up and deciding to get a lil sum for Donnie when he gets back you go to the mall.

After you get home it’s 9:20pm and you feel the butterflies in your tummy already. Running upstairs you take a quick shower, do a quick face make to get that melanin poppin and apply Cocoa butter and get dressed.

Taking a final look at yourself in the mirror you do a spin and wink at the reflection “damn if he don’t hop on this he’s fuckin crazy” you think to yourself. As soon as you exit the bathroom you hear the front door open and close. Getting excited the sexy routine you had planned on doing for him left your mind and you ran down the stairs and stop at the bottom step,Donnie’s wearing a basic black jump suit but he looked sooo fuckin’ sexy in it. Clearing your throat firmly, his eyes fall on you taking you in from top to bottom. Looking at him in the eyes you use your finger to make a come here motion and he rushed over to you. When he got to you he immediately picked you up and pressed his lip on yours making you let out a moan. He takes you up the stairs and the whole time your lips never left his. As soon as the two of you reached your shared room he tosses you on the bed. Biting his lip and unzipping his jacket “Shit Y/N you missed me this much, maybe I should leave more often if this is what I get to come home to”. Sitting up on the bed and looking at him in the eyes you push yourself to the edge of the bed and take the waistband of his pants lightly tugging them down “Do you wanna keep talkin shit or do you want me to suck your dick” you question aggressively pulling down the pants along with his underwear. His erect member pops out and hits him in the stomach. Just the sight of him is making a pool of your need form in your panties. “You jut gonna stare at it princess” he says with a smirk. Deciding to shut his cocky ass up you take him fully in your mouth watching his head fall back as he lets out a groan. Continuing to bob your head on him and letting him hit the back of your throat “Fuck Y/N you take this dick so fuckin good” he moans out putting his hands on my head pulling a bit. Hearing him talk dirty like that sparked a fire in you and it made you want to hear more. Looking up at him you took him out your mouth and spit again taking him back in your mouth moaning against him. Donnie bucks his hips up to your mouth “fuck yeah baby get this shit sloppy for me” and “Baby girl fuck imma cum don’t fuckin stop” fell from his mouth. Pulling him out for a second to spit again “give it to me daddy” you say sucking him again. Feeling him tense up and the grip on your hair tighten “FUCKKKKKKKK baby take this dick” he moans out cumming in my mouth. He pulls me up and kisses you deeply. “Damn Ma’ you can really put it down” he says pushing you back on the bed. He drops on his knees and begins kissing the inside of your thighs making his way up to where you needed him most. As much as You love it when he goes slow like this you can’t take it right now. Lifting your head up to look at Donnie “D I know you love to tease but baby I can’t take it I need to feel you,please give it to me and don’t be gentle” you say and bite your lip. “Shiiiii ain’t gotta tell me twice now lay back and let me eat this pussy baby girl” and he ripped the panties right off of me and dipped his head and started putting pressured licks on your cunt “Ugh fuck Donnie that’s just what I needed, fuck that’s so damn good” you moaned out biting your lip and pushed his head further into you. You can feel him grin and moan against you causing you to buck your hips up making him hold you down. Grabbing one of his hands you stick two of his fingers in your mouth and sucking them making eye contact with him.

After you got his fingers nice and wet you release them from your mouth “Put them in me daddy stretch this pussy out” you say winking at him. Without bringing his head up he slides his wet fingers into your entrance “Uh fuck baby” you moan out. The feeling of his fingers pumping inside your pussy and his tongue against you brings you closer to your orgasm. Donnie picks up his pace with his fingers hitting your special spot “Fuck daddy take that pussy baby make it yours fuck I’m gonna cum, right there” you groan while you press his head into you even further grinding on his face. The sudden aggressiveness turning him on making him move his fingers and his tongue at a super sonic speed “FUCK D OH FUCK DADDY UHHHHHHH SHITTTTTT THATS IT DADDY RIGHT THERE DONT STOPPPP—-IMCOMMINIMCOMMINIMCOMMIN” you yell out pushing his head back. He pulls his fingers out and you grab his hand putting his fingers in your mouth cleaning the sweetness off of them. He climbes up with a smile on his face and your wetness is covering his mouth and chin “fuck baby that was mad sexy” and leans in pressing his lips on yours. He reaches over to try and feel around for a condom in his drawer. Pulling his arm back to your body “hit that shit raw I can’t wait daddy tear this pussy up” you said leaning up and biting his lower lip. Without a response he presses himself into you making your eyes roll back. Donnie lets out a long groan “fuckkkkk baby this shit tight as fuck” putting his forehead on yours. His thrusts are slow and hard and as good as it felt you wanted more “fuck Donnie your stroke game gettin weak or sum” you joked with him. He stopped his movements completely “Weak huh I guess I gotta pound this shit” he said and immediately threw your legs over his shoulders and started pounding into you shaking the bed. The strength behind each thrust made you weak “Fuck daddy that’s it beat this pussy baby, fuck it’s all yours” you groan and run your hands down his back definitely causing marks. “Who’s stroke game weak baby huh” he says with fire in his eyes. Not being able to respond you let out a moan but he wasn’t having that “Tell me baby, tell me or you won’t cum” “Ugh your stroke game soooo fuckin good daddy I’m sorry” you moan out. He continues to thrust into you letting out moans but there was something you wanted him to do “choke me daddy” you moaned looking into his eyes. Without hesitation he brings his hand up to your throat and applies pressure “that’s it daddy just like that shit I’m gonna cum”. You can feel him getting closer since his thrusts are getting sloppy “fuck baby where you want it” he grunted. Not thinking twice “my mouth daddy I wanna taste you” and he picks up the pace pounding into you “FUCK DADDY YOURE SO FUCKIN DEEP SHIT IM COMMIN” you yelled out with your legs shaking. Next you feel him pull out and you sit up and take him into your mouth bringing him to his release “Oh yeah baby that’s it take daddy cum” he moans out cumming into your mouth. He flips down next to you breathing heavy. You turn and look at him sideways “I’m not done with you yet D” and straddle him.

He looks at you grinnin “shit baby you want some more” he says grabbing your waist. You leaned in and whispered in his ear “hit it from behind daddy” and he pushed you off of him and waisted no time pushing himself into you “god damn you so fuckin tight” he groans out thrusting into you. “H-harder D fuck my shit up” you grunted out and moved your hand down and rubbed your clit. As requested he started hitting that shit harder making you scream out. “Fuck baby I got you creamin’ all over my dick” he moans out slapping your ass. Tears started to form in your eyes from the amount of pleasure he was giving you. You whine when you feel him pull out but quickly replace your whine with a surprised moan after you feel his tongue on your clit. “Fuck daddy spit on it” You grunted through your teeth. Feeling him spit on your clit made a literal tear fall out of your eye. “How’s that feel ma’” he says thrusting back into you “ugh so fucking good daddy shit I feel you in my stomach baby fuck I’m gonna cum pound that shit D” and with a few final rough thrusts he has you cumming and screaming his name. He pulls out and cums on your back letting out grunts and slapping your ass. You turn around and kiss him biting his lip when you pull back “I want more baby give me more” so said grinding on his erection. “Damn Y/N you a lil freak huh” he questioned with a smile. You nod your head biting your lip grabbing his hand and bringing it down to your wet core “feel how wet I am for you D don’t you want me baby, just give me one more and I’ll be good” you pleaded with him bringing his fingers to your mouth and sucking the taste of you off of his fingers looking him in the eyes.

Looking into his eyes you can see the fire in them as he bites his lips looking at you hungrily. “You want me to make this pussy cream princess” he asked as he moves his hands up to your erect nipples. You slowly shake your head yes with an innocent look in your eyes. “Ride this dick then baby” and in the blink of an eye you have him in you. Bouncing up and down you feel Donnie’s eyes on your bouncing tits. You feel his hands on your waist trying to guide you “don’t guide me I can do it” you said speeding up your pace. Leaning back he places his hands behind his head and watches you chase your nut. “Shit this dick is so fucking good Donnie I can’t get enough” you moaned out speeding up your pace. “Shit Y/N slow down you wildin out” he says trying to slow you down. Pinning his hands down you continued at the pace you were goin “fuck Y/N look at you creamin all over this dick fuckkkkkk” he groans out. Biting your lip to hold back your moans and closing your eyes enjoying the sheer pleasure, you felt your body get flipped over with your legs thrown over his shoulders with Donnie pounding into you “FUCK DONNI FUCK FUCK” you screamed out feeling his cock hit your special spot with each thrust. With one more thrust he brings you to the most intense orgasm you’ve ever had. Even though you’re laying there shaking he’s still pounding into you ruthlessly bringing you to another climax “HOLY SHIT DONNIE I CANT TAKE ANYMORE” you screamed out trying to back away from him. He roughly pulls you back and continues pounding into you “nah you was talkin all that shit and beginning for more now you’re gonna get more ight” he grunts out pushing his nails into your thighs “now are you gonna let daddy paint those pretty walls white” he asks still pounding into you making yet another climax build up “Ugh I want it daddy cum in this pussy paint these walls daddy” you moaned out. Out of nowhere he starts hitting your shit with so much force “FUCK RIGHT THERE DONNIE OH SHIT IM COMMING” you said releasing all over his cock making his own orgasm crash into him and he releases into you “Shit look at all this fuckin cream princess” he says pulling out of you and running his finger up your folds collecting some and pushing his finger past your lips “how’s that taste baby girl” he askes looking into your eyes as his finger disappears in your mouth. Moaning around him as he pulls his finger out “sweet like hunny” you say pulling him down to kiss him. He chuckles as he pulls back getting off the bed “where you goin Adonis” you ask propping yourself up to stare at him “getting you a towel to clean you up” he says from the bathroom and coming back with a wet towel and wiping you down. A smile comes on your face and he noticed this “what you grinnin for huh” he asks “because I love you” you said blowing him a kiss. He smiles and leans in giving you a real kiss “I love you too baby”. Turning over in bed to face Adonis as he lays next to you and you see his eyes start to drop tapping on his shoulder you lean into him to whisper in his ear “drink some Gatorade baby I still want some more” and kiss him on the lips. “Damn baby you a whole freak” he says grinnin “I fuckin love it and I love you” as he leans into you to kiss your lips. Pushing him back and laughing “you so fuckin corny nigga now get yo Gatorade and come back and eat this pussy from the back” you said “unless you tappin out” you tease. He stares into your eyes with a smirk “oh I don’t ever tap out ma’ in fact fuck the Gatorade imma drink up this pussy, now arch that shit how I want it and let me get in there” he says smacking your ass “yes sir” you grin preparing yourself for another fun filled hour.

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