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mariposa-writes · 1 year

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Good Sleep - LaMelo Ball

Summary: hate writing these, so just read and find out.

A/N: This man is the love of my life (and his brothers).

It was hard, dating an NBA player. Not that it was Melo's fault. He tried to make things as easy as possible. He called whenever he could, making sure to at least check in on me once a day.

It wasn't like I made things any easier. I took a lot of pride in my job and it felt like a lot of the time when he was home, I was busy working.

Which is what I am currently doing. Its around midnight, when I hear the garage open, I know it's Melo. His team was supposed to get back earlier tonight, but their flight got delayed due to weather.

After a few minutes he enters our room. I moved in with him a 6 months ago, since I practically lived there full time anyways. We both also thought it would be a good way to spend more time together.

"Hey, babe." He says walking over to me and giving me a quick kiss on the lips. He heads into our bathroom, getting ready to shower. He hates how he feels after plane rides, always complaining about being dirty. "What are you working on?" He calls from the bathroom.

"Just work stuff." I respond, not having the time to explain. I have to have these reports ready by Monday. I'm a CFO for a major clothing company in the US. We are currently working on expanding to European countries.

Melo showers while I work and before I know it he's climbing into bed. "Babe," He whines, "when are you going to bed?"

"I don't know, soon." I answer, dismissively. He frowns, looking up at me from where he's laying.

"You work to hard. Your not even 22 and your the CFO for a major company. I worry you're gonna work yourself to death." Melo's always hated how hard I work. We've been dating since we were both 19.

I was getting ready to graduate college, when he was getting drafted into the NBA. Being born a genius helped me fast track my schooling and career.

I started interning with the company I currently work at when I was 17, the summer after my junior year. I started working with them when they were just a start up, but in the past four years they have rapidly grown and I've been a part of the process the whole way.

This company is like my baby and I'm the one that has to track everything to make sure we are achieving our goals. I never intended on working here this long, but I love the people I work with (the pay isn't bad either).

They promoted me to CFO when their old one left to work for a bigger company. What an idiot, they didn't have believe in the company and soon ours will be bigger than the one they are working for.

Three hours later and I'm still working, Melo's passed out. After he fell asleep I headed to the office he set up for me, not wanting to wake him.

I have a blanket wrapped around me, with my headphones in and a cup of hot chocolate sitting on the desk. Once I get this done, I'll be on Monday and present to our investors I will be on vacation for the next 9 days.

I haven't told Melo yet, wanting to surprise him since our schedules rarely line up.

I look up from my computer, when I see the hallway light turn on. I take my headphones out, knowing it's Melo. He walks into my office, frowning. "Babe, go to bed." He groans.

"Ok, just give me a few minutes."

"Nope, you always say that and then a few minutes turn into another hour or two and then you're only getting like 2 hours of sleep before you head into the office." He walks over and shuts my laptop, before pulling me out of the chair.

I whine and protest the whole way back to our bed, but he doesn't seem to care. He makes me lay down and tucks me in like I'm a little kid, before climbing in bed next to me.

Once he's in bed his, arm wraps around my waist as he pulls me closer resting his head on my stomach. "Finally, I can sleep now."

"You've been asleep this whole time." I argue.

"Yea, but now I'll get good sleep. I only get good sleep when you're with me." I smile, even though he can't see me. I continue playing with his hair, before we both drift of to sleep in each other's arms.

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bluewatersfairy · 2 months

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homebody - l.b.

loosely inspired by homebody by kalin white (a/n: i've been wanting to use this song for a longgg time)

synopsis: requested by @bemybinarystar! two people meet by chance on an app that thrives on anonymity and begin an x-rated relationship with one another filled with late night video calls.

warnings: mature content, MINORS DNI!! depictions of sex work, mutual masturbation.

word count: 3.2k

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Melo grabbed his laptop and climbed on top of his bed, checking one last time that there were no tell-tale signs in view that would make him identifiable. This had become a part of his routine and what was once him being cautious was now a natural habit. He originally didn’t care, it never even crossed his mind, but she had told him he needed to, she didn’t want to know who he was. That was weird for him to hear too, it reminded him of how different this relationship was. If you could call it a relationship.

When he had first discovered her, he was doom scrolling on the type of site that was created for late-night rendezvous. He’d convinced himself he was just curious, he’d laugh about it later and go back to the more traditional way of fulfilling his needs. But then he saw her smile and he had to stop scrolling. Her description was limited, her height, tag name, and that she was drawn to the anonymity of the site; tell me something good and maybe we can figure something out.

The only reason Melo had even caught her attention was because his profile looked like a cheap bot: 2 tall, 2 long, fire’n’ice, was all his profile said. His request sat in her inbox for two days until he sent her another message, ‘you ever think about castles? they got pretty ones by the lakes in lithuania.’ It was a bizarre opening, but it got him out of her requests and into her inbox.

They messaged back and forth for a full week before anything remotely sexual was discussed. Melo liked that she wasn’t jumping at his every response and that it looked like she had a life too. During that week, they hadn’t shared much about themselves, but he felt like she was investigating him, despite the very few questions she asked. The first time he received the app notification that she’d sent him a picture, his palms started getting sweaty.

He locked himself in his room, something that would become routine, laid back on his bed and opened her message thread. It was a tasteful shot of her full thighs and ass peaky out of a red silk slip. Her deep amber skin against the scarlet made him gulp. It was so little, nothing he hadn’t seen before, but it pulled his interest and ignited his curiosity. She had waited for him to see the message before she sent the follow up, ‘your turn…”

Melo had spent the next 10 minutes cleaning his floor and checking that nothing could be seen in the background from his messy room. He spat in his palm and stroked his hard-on till it was raging and grown. He held the base of his shaft with one hand and took a photo with the other before sending it through.

That was two months ago and though neither of them had asked many personal questions, there was this unspoken bond between them. She didn’t need him to say when he’d had a rough day, and he knew how she needed to be talked to. He found himself thinking of her at the worst of times and turning to her when he needed a boost. In return, he’d transfer undisclosed amounts of money to her account. Again, this was something they hadn’t really talked about, it was an unspoken agreement.

Of course, she never expected him to be so generous.

At first, she assumed that it was an attempt to impress her and keep her interested in him. She had told him after maybe a week of exchanging racy pictures that she offered more, but for it to be fair to the other people she entertained, he had to pay a small fee that he felt reflected their time together. The beauty of the site that she considered her secret life was that she got to choose her clients and could easily report and block people if they ever became aggressive or obsessive. She’d always managed to attract men who exhibit something she’s attracted to, but she knew “fire’n’ice” was closer to her age and clearly in a high position, and that image was addictive to her.

When he had first sent her a large sum out of the blue, she’d been 3 hours deep in official documents. She imagined him in a similar position, probably in slacks and a white button up, trapped in his office thinking about taking her at his desk. She’d quickly excused herself, citing lady problems, and clicked off to the employee bathroom.

Melo, who was standing in his kitchen heating up one of the several protein-based meals he had made weekly, received a message with 3 attachments. She was spreading herself open for him, and had framed her tits in such a way, he just wanted to latch on. He’d groaned loudly and abandoned his meal in favour of his room. His cock was tight against his pants and the second he freed it, he felt the ache take over his body.

He squeezed his eyes shut and pictured her, imagining how she posed. He thrust into his fist and straggled words flew out of his mouth. In the haze of the moment, he grabbed his phone and opened the camera.

“Look at my fuckin’ cock, babygirl, look how hard it is for you.” He spat as he finished his sentence, needing more moisture so he could fuck his hand better. “I bet you’d love to choke on my big fuckin’ dick, aye baby? I’d fuck your face and finish all over your tits.”

He paid no mind to what he was saying, he was just talking shit as he thrusted harder and faster into his hand. His cum spurted all over his desk, some of it landing on his phone screen. He swore and stopped the recording before bending over, his chest heaving. He’d never thought to do something like that before. She hadn’t even made a video for him, she’d only ever sent pictures. What had she done to him?

The video worked in Lamelo’s favour in more ways than he could have possibly known. She already had a growing soft spot for mr. fire’n’ice but that video sent him to the top of her list. He was the first client she reached out to during the days and his sessions were always top priority for her. It didn’t have much to do with the money, she was just drawn to him in every way a person can be to someone they’ve never met or even seen properly. He even had her questioning if she should take a step back from her other clients and just entertain him.

It was bad. Unprofessional even. But she couldn’t stop herself.

LaMelo was still checking his background when her call came in, popping up on his screen with her explicit profile icon highlighted with a red ring. He pressed the green button and did one final adjustment to his laptop so all she could see was below his neck. He always wore a black wife-beater so that his chest tattoo was mostly covered but so she could still get a good view of his toned torso and the ever growing bulge in his shorts.

“Hi pretty boy,” her ruby red lips pulled into a grin on his screen. She looked like she was laying on her stomach, her tits pushed together under a slip of vibrant material.

“‘Sup baby,” Melo swiped his tongue across his bottom lip, “you lookin’ edible.”

She giggled as she ran her hand down her neck before reaching somewhere off camera. She was sitting up, he realised, before she brought something of a prop on screen.

“I was gonna say I found these today and thought of you,” she giggled again, “I know you’re much bigger, but you can’t tell me that’s not a close match.” Melo smirked as he watched her twirl two rainbow lolly-cocks in the camera.

“They not that girthy, you could still fit them in your mouth easy,” Melo felt his dick twitch as she rested her pouty lips on the tip of the lolly.

“Are you saying your dick won’t fit in my mouth?” she bit on her bottom lip and dragged her hand down her chest as she spoke.

“I’m sayin’ it won’t be easy.” Melo’s hand moved to the bulge in his pants and he gently palmed it.

“I like a challenge,” she smiled, “I’ll make sure it fits baby, you know I’m a good girl for you.”

“Show me.”

His voice was raspy, and his dick was hard. She’d caught him at the perfect time and he knew she could tell just how desperate he was for her. He didn’t care that she knew anymore. Truthfully, he thought it showed how well they knew each other and how much he trusted her.

“Of course baby,” she grinned before adjusting her laptop camera slightly.

Melo watched closely as she spat on the tip of the lolly cock and used her tongue to glide it down. Kitten licks and teasing kisses quickly turned into her pouty lips wrapped around the head. The wet sounds her mouth made against the hard lolly did nothing but strengthen the pulse in Melo’s cock. He swiped his tongue across his bottom lip before readjusting himself, watching as she pushed the lolly further into her mouth.

“You’re such a good girl, baby,” Melo pushed out with his head leaning back. He watched her through his eyelashes, picturing her wrapped around him. His chest rose and fell at a steady pace and his skin flushed pink. He was getting caught up in the thick of things, he barely processed her transitioning from the lolly cock to one of her dildos.

It was one they had purchased together. It was a late night call, much like they were currently on, and she had wanted to find something a bit different for the two of them. Her screen was shared with him as they scrolled through an adult website. Every now and then Melo would point out one, whether he was being serious or joking was always up for interpretation.

“I want something that’s like you,” she said sheepishly when Melo had asked why he was involved, “it’s like torture seeing such a pretty and big dick and not be able to ride it.”

They’d found a dildo similar to his size and when it came in the mail a week later, Melo received a video of her putting it in her mouth, popping it out and pushing it between her tits. She said she wouldn’t to anything else without him, but he was out of town and sharing a room so it would be a minute until he was going to be able to be alone with her. It ended up being one of their better calls. Melo could barely keep his eyes open by the end of it, he felt so fucked out and exhausted, you’d think she had actually been there to suck the soul out of him. He’d jokingly texted her the next morning saying he had a sore wrist. It wasn’t a complete joke though, many coaches commented on his shooting being off that day at practice.

“Oh baby,” she moaned through the camera as she pulled the rubber cock out of her mouth, “touch yourself baby, show me how you stroke it.”

Melo was rock hard. He hissed as he ran his hand up his thick shaft and circled his thumb over his throbbing head, spreading his leaked pre-cum so she could see it. She spat on her dildo as he squirted lube on himself.

“Follow my pace baby,” she instructed, “you know how much I love to push you.”

“I’ll do whatever you say baby,” Melo swallowed and began to stroke his dick as she jacked the dildo. She switched between going fast and slow, bringing different sounds out of Melo as she encouraged him. She moaned at every twitch of his dick and felt herself growing hotter and hotter with each stroke.

“Fuck,” she spat out as Melo had to let go of his cock, his head thrown back and his eyes squeezed shut, “you wanna cum don’t you baby?”

“I don’t wanna,” Melo groaned as he smacked his cock, “you just drive me crazy Ma.” His eyes refocused on his screen to find she’d changed positions.

She was sitting now, her thighs spread so her pussy was on full display. Melo cussed at the sight of it. Even through the camera he could tell she was just as heated as he was. She was visibly swollen and practically dripping. She giggled as she slipped her fingers through her folds, a visible tremble running through her at the same time.

“Look how ready I am for you,” she moaned as she fingered her clit, “you’d stretch me out so good with that big cock.”

“I’d give you the fuck of your life,” Melo gripped his cock again, “have yo ass screamin’.”

She picked up the dildo from her side and rubbed the tip against her entrance, “tell me baby,” she hummed, “tell me how you’d do me.”

“I’d fuck you in so many ways,” he started to jerk his cock again. “God, I’d fuck you into your mattress baby, giving you the deepest strokes of your life. You’ve never had a dick like this.”

“No I haven’t,” she whined, pushing the dildo inside her, “you’d have to go slow with me, I wanna make sure I feel every inch of you.” she let out a gasp of a pet name, her free hand gripping on to her tit.

“God just the sight of your cock makes me feel crazy,” her hips were moving against her hand, pushing the rubber cock in and out, trying desperately to match Melo’s pace. If he could function enough to think of anything at that moment, he’d appreciate her commitment to making it feel like they were together, fucking. But his brain wasn’t working anymore. Everything that came to mind was nothing shy of filth.

“It’s all yours baby, and you’d look so fucking good bouncing on top of it.”

She moaned at his words, her tits bouncing as she fucked herself harder.

“This big fucking dick is all yours, whenever you want it, I don’t care where, it’s yours.”

His room filled with a mix of her moans, his heavy breathing and the sound of his hand beating his cock, slapping with how fast he was jerking.

“Oh and this pussy is all yours daddy,” she moaned loudly, “I’m all yours baby. You can put that pretty dick whereever you want and use me for whatever you need. I just need you all over me daddy, your big hands wrapped in my hair, around my throat.”

“I’ll slut you out baby,” Melo groaned as he chased her words, “I’ll make you cum so much the whole world gon’ hear.”

“I’m gonna cum,” she all but screamed, “keep talking, tell me baby, I want to hear you.”

“I’ll fuck you from behind in the mirror, baby. Smack yo’ ass and pull your hair and make you look me in the eye while you cum all over my big dick.” Melo repressed a loud moan and swallowed hard. “We gon’ fuck all night, baby, the second you cum, I’m sticking it right back in there. I’ll make it so you won’t be able to walk in the morning.”

Melo watched her body react to his words and struggled to process the sight. Her chest was heaving, fucking the dildo in and out of her hole with her hand tight on her clit. She swore over and over again until her words were nothing but moans and Melo saw everything reach it’s peak. She pulled the dildo out of her and did everything she could to stop her thighs from clamping shut.

“Holy fuck,” she gasped with her head thrown back and her hands jammed between her thighs. She collasped against whatever was behind her and Melo watched her spread herself open and squirt. “Oh baby, I’m cumming so fucking hard.”

Melo just about double over, letting out the loudest moans and groans he’d ever made as his load spurted out of his tip. He massaged his balls and watched his seed cover his lower stomach and parts of his laptop.

“Fuck,” he sighed as he leaned back and let his dick stand to its own want.

For a minute, the two of them didn’t move, just panting heavily staring at one another. Occasionally, he’d stroke his shaft and rub his balls at the same time to see if he had anything left. She was the first one to move, laying back down to the position she’d been in when the call started.

“Every time I think we’ve reached our peak, you go and do the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen,” she giggled as she put one of her fingers to her lips.

“Tell me how that pussy tastes babe,” he said, his voice audibly strained. She smirked and put her fingers in her mouth, sucking them off.

“It tastes sweet and creamy,” she let her wet fingers drag down her naked torso to her nipples.

“You’re a fuckin’ problem,” Melo grinned and shook his head, reaching for the rag he washed for this call.

“I’m a problem?” she giggled, pointing to herself, “you’re the one who’s got me thinking of throwing all the policies out the window.”

“Policies?” Melo asked, suddenly brought out of his post-nut daze. “What are you tryna say?”

“I don’t know,” she admitted with a shrug, “but don’t you feel it too? Don’t you want to see my face? Know my name?”

“I want all of the above, baby,” Melo pulled his laptop closer to him. “Are you saying there’s more we could do?”

“I’m just thinking out loud here,” she hesitated, “you’re the first person I feel like I’d be safe sharing my secrets with.” What was she saying?

It was a big confession, she wants to elevate things. Melo couldn’t decide if it was his money or him but he really didn’t care. He wanted to have her name and he wanted her to know his name. But it’s unique, and she’d know exactly who he was if he said it.

Fuck it.

“LaMelo,” he rushed to say, spitting it out before he could think twice. “I’m LaMelo.”

She smiled wide and he watched as she reached out to her laptop screen and pushed it back slightly.

“I’m Y/N,” she giggled.

LaMelo repeated her name, letting it pass through his lips to see how it’d feel saying it.

“So Y/N,” Melo smiled as he pushed his laptop screen a bit too, showing more of him, “if I offered to fly you out, would you say no?”

“Oh baby,” she smirked, “I’d be there in a heartbeat. I want all that dick in real life.”

“Aight, bet,” Melo picked up his phone from beside him, “you give me a date and I’ll work out all the rest.”

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j-worlds-blog · 1 year

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Baby fever 🤒

Lately Melo has been on a high sex drive. Usually it was normal for him to be horny here and there, but for the past week it’s been none stop sex day and night.

Tonight you were getting ready for bed while Melo was cleaning up the living room after y’all just watched a movie. You were really tired and ready for bed, you worked a 8 hour shift and just watched a 2 hour movie, and you have to be up at 6:30 in the morning. Now of course Lamelo knew you were tired so he came upstairs and got settled in bed too. After a few minutes you finally drifted off to sleep, but your sleep was interrupted by someone (or something) poking you in the backside.

Baby stop poking me please, I was sleeping good.

Sorry mamas can’t help it

Melo I’m tired, please stop messing around

Mamas please it’ll be quick, I’ll do all the work.

Lamelo!

Please baby just go back to sleep and I’ll be gentle

Fine, but if you get rough your sleeping in the guest room

Ok thx baby

Melo slid your panties to the side and pushed his way in slowly, he couldn’t stop thinking about how you would look with your belly full and round while carrying his child, one of his teammates just has a baby and he couldn’t help but try to get you pregnant every chance he got. Even though he hasn’t told you how he felt, he figured you felt the same. As he was thinking of your body being different, like your boobs swelling twice the size they already were, he could feel you clench on his dick as you were falling in and out of consciousness, he tried to stay quiet as he came close to his nut. Thrusting into you a few more times and then spilling himself all into you. He kept himself inside you so none would fall out. Then he fell asleep short after.

When you woke up early the next morning you were sore, you made a mental note to tell Melo that you needed a break from any sexual activity for a while. You were having a hard time enjoying it when you weren’t even recovered from your previous actions. You had a feeling as why he was fucking you like a rabid animal every chance he got, his friend just had a baby and was saying how wonderful fatherhood has been so far, of course Melo took everything to heart, so he was trying to get you pregnant. So you made a decision to talk to him about it when you got home from work.

You got home around 4:00 and decided to make a simple dinner, spaghetti and salad. As you were cooking you heard Melo coming in through the garage.

Hey mama watcha cooking

Hey baby, I’m making some spaghetti and salad

Mm sound good, but you know what else sounds good?

He came up to you and put his arms around your waist.

Baby listen, I love having sex with you, I really do, but it isn’t exactly enjoyable when we do it three times a day all week long. I need a break honey, I’m really sore.

Oh, I’m sorry babe I didn’t mean to hurt you. I just really been enjoying having time with you before i have to leave for a game.

Melo.. I know that’s not the whole reason. I know you want a baby. But you nutting in me everyday isn’t gonna make it happen faster.

I’m sorry, I know I should’ve told you, I just get jealous when everybody talks about how great fatherhood is, I wanna experience it.

I know baby, but we’re still young, we got plenty of time to have plenty of kids. Just give me a few days to heal and then we can try again.

Okay, but next time I’m making love to you baby.

Mmm sounds great, now let’s eat.

The end. I hope you like it, and leave comments and more requests 💜

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excusemejb · 9 months

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Lamelo Ball imagine-

Summary: Naomi signs her little brother up for the big brother club, but is intrigued by her brother’s mentor.

"You're going to be fine" she reassured while fixing Nalo's collar. How did you fold your collar inside out? She thought to herself in pure confusion.

Looking back up she notices the anxious look on her brother's face. "Nalo they are going to love you, someone in there will be so excited to have you as a little brother okay"? He nods and straightens up.

"I'll be back in two hours and we'll go grab food at Inizio Pizza". "INIZIO PIZZA?!" Nalo squeals excitedly. "Only if you give this big brother thing a try" she said trying to persuade him.

"I should've known there was a catch" Nalo says as he walks into the building. "I love you too" Naomi says breathlessly from laughing.

He just turns around and smiles.

That's my boy.

•<3<3<3•

Lamelo sat on the bleachers as he mindlessly scrolls through twitter waiting for pairings to start. When he hears a small voice yell "That's too easy!".

He looks up to see a kid absolutely dominating the basketball court, obviously too talented for his competition. He posts a tweet and waits until they are done then he approached him.

"You was out there going crazy man!" Melo says as he puts his hand on the young boy's shoulder.

The kid turns around and his eyes widen. Melo smiles in amusement and says "what's your name?" "I'm Nalo Pierce" reaching his hand out to shake.

"Maybe I can teach you some moves." Melo scoffs "teach ME some moves?! okay show me something".

Nalo starts to dribble the ball while Melo lazily defends not taking him seriously. Which causes Nalo to go in for the layup. Melo laughs "Okay youngin, my ball".

Melo starts to dribble the ball up the court when Nalo comes in and steals the ball causing a turnover. He then runs to the three point line to bank in a three while doing his head tap celebration at Melo.

This kid is hilarious.

Melo does his high pitched scream while laughing hysterically. Nalo comes over smirking ready to tell him off but they are interrupted by the organizer.

"How's it going over here?" asked Brian. "Great, just getting to know my little brother" Melo says looking down smiling at Nalo. Nalo glanced down bashfully as Brian walks away.

"Little brother?" he asks. Melo's face contorts from confusion to realization when he blurts out "I just assumed you'd want to pair with me, if you don't it's fine it's really up to-". "I'd like that", Nalo says calmly.

Bro pulling my heart strings I don't like it.

Clearing his throat, Melo grabs the ball and says "1v1?".

"Are you sure you can handle it cus I gave you the business earlier" Nalo taunts.

"Mannn you got lucky, I wasn't even trying" Melo said as he kissed his teeth.

"Of course that's what happened" Nalo sarcastically says grabbing the ball from Melo getting into position.

What have I gotten myself into?

•<3<3<3•

Naomi rushes into the recreation center to pick up Nalo. Walking through the zig zags of the hall gets too confusing as she rushes past every door until she sees a gym.

She peeks through the glass to see Nalo and a man sitting on basketballs with their backs turned toward her. She gently opens the door and walks in slowly hoping to surprise her brother. As she approaches she picks up on their conversation.

"-yeah so now I'm in Charlotte like you, playing basketball, having fun, and I'm getting pizza later. Life's good you know what I mean?" She heard Nalo say.

The guy laughs before replying "yeah, I know what you mean".

"I know what you mean too" Naomi announces. Turning around quickly Nalo runs to her and gives her the biggest hug known to man. "You're late.." he says expecting an answer. "Sorry the meeting went a little longer than expected" she says turning her attention to the man waiting patiently.

"I really hope he wasn't too much trouble he can be a handful sometimes" Naomi says apologetically. "Oh not at all but he's quite the trash talker" Melo laughs.

"Oh don't get me started I already know" Naomi dismisses.

They share a laugh before shaking hands. "Naomi Pierce, the sister". "Lamelo Ball, the mentor".

Looking up at him she admires his features, his handsome features. The eyes. The smile. Those lips... Snapping out of her thoughts as his tongue licks his lips. "You're really tall" she said hoping he didn't see her checking him out.

"I'm a professional basketball player the height helps, I taught this one here all he knows" he said pointing to Nalo jokingly. "More like I taught you" Nalo said not even bothering to glance up from his phone.

Naomi and Melo burst out into laughter, as they sobered up Naomi says "It was nice meeting you Lamelo".

"It was nice meeting you too...very nice" not even trying to be subtle as he looks her up and down.

Oh he's bold.

Nalo daps him up and walks towards the exit. "The pizza isn't going to eat itself come on" he says impatiently.

"Okay okay I'm coming, impatient creature!". Naomi replies while speed walking towards the exit. Almost there she turns and waves goodbye to Melo. He waves back but her car alarm starts to blare the culprit being Nalo.

"If he doesn't show up to big brother's club one day don't wonder why" she says running out of the gym.

Melo laughs before shaking his head and turning around to put up shots.

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jaysonsfavwhore · 2 years

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the favorite [2] - jayson tatum

♪ break from toronto ~ partynextdoor

description: every teacher has their favorite student, and sometimes, a favorite parent. in which jayson falls inlove with deuce’s teacher

warnings: none

word count: 1.7k +

Your interactions with Jayson consisted of the hello’s and goodbye’s exchanged when he would pick up Deuce. It wasn’t really awkward, but pretending like the two of you didn’t kiss.

You wondered why he was acting weird, after all, he seemed just fine that day, after you kissed you chilled for a couple more minutes before he dropped you off back home. You waited for him to text you that night but he never did, so you figured he was tired.

But almost a week had passed by and you were fed up with only sending him small waves. You wanted to talk to him more, and hang with him and Deuce more.

Knowing you, you weren’t capable of making the first move, but if you wanted to talk to him, it was time to put on your big girl pants and fuck it.

You knew he had a game tonight, you’ve been secretly keeping up with his games and stuff, not in a stalker way, you were genuinely curious.

You sat with Deuce at dismissal time because he was five minutes late picking him up, so you decided to text him and let him know.

He told you that he wasn’t feeling well, so you being the nice person you are, offered to bring Deuce home. You weren’t complaining, this gave you a chance to hopefully have a conversation with him.

“Come on Deuce, your dad isn’t feeling good so I’ll take you home, yeah?” he nodded his head in response, you wondered if he was feeling sick too, he was looking a little more tired than usual.

Even though JT was stressing you out, you made sure to take care of him and Deuce, you figured out he had a cold, and Deuce wasn’t so far behind, the minute you arrived at their house, he complained about his throat hurting.

“Thank you for taking care of us, of me,” Jayson said from the couch, you were in the kitchen making them some soup since it's what you would make yourself when you felt sick, which wasn’t so often. He was laying on the couch, watching some episodes of Criminal Minds, which you didn’t take him as the Criminal Minds type, while Deuce was laying on the other couch watching something on his Ipad.

“It’s no problem, I don’t want both of you guys to sick,” you turned on the stove and walked over to the living room. Thankfully it was Friday so you didn’t have to worry about going back home so late.

“Listen, I know you were probably wondering why I never texted you or anything, it’s just-,” He started to talk before you cut him off.

“-Hey, it’s okay. You truly don’t have to explain yourself,” You obviously wanted an explanation, but you felt as if the only reason he was doing this was because you were there.

“No, I do. I can’t just make out with you and basically ghost you,” you slightly smiled at the mention of your makeout session. God, was he a good kisser.

“Right,” you nodded your head, not really sure of what to say.

“Not saying, that you’re like the others, like at all, but you obviously know the reason why most girls try to get close, which I don’t really care for at all, it’s Deuce,” You could already tell where this was going, which you weren’t mad about, he was a dad worried about his kid, “I don’t want to keep bringing girls around and then they’re not the one and Deuce gets attached you know?”

“I understand, Deuce is the most important thing to you, and you just wanna protect him,” you leaned back on the love chair that was next to the couch he was at, you took a sip of the coffee you made yourself, you needed the extra caffeine boost.

“See, at least you get it. My relationships don’t work because they don't understand that Deuce is and will always be my first priority,”

“I mean he is your kid, and they have to accept that. You can’t just get rid of him,” you shrewd your shoulders.

“Exactly, and it’s not that I let him control my love life, but I’m not going to have someone around him who isn’t the best person for him to be around,”

“Yeah, plus who wouldn’t like Deuce?”

“You’d be surprised, most girls don’t like having him around,” he shook his head, lowering the volume on the TV.

“They’re crazy, absolutely crazy,” you muttered before getting back up to check on the soup.

“Personally, I think that these girls,” you walked back with two bowls of soup in your hand, handing on to Jayson, and sitting down next to Deuce, “Are fucking stupid,”

“I put a little ice cube in it so it cools down a little okay?” You told Deuce before stirring the soup with your spoon and giving him some, “Is it too hot?”

“How are you so good with kids?” You were so focused on Deuce, that you didn’t notice Jayson staring at you the whole time.

“I don’t know, I’ve always liked kids and being around them. I used to babysit a lot too,” he nodded his head as you spoke, which was nice, it meant he was listening.

“So is there something you can’t do?”

“Whatchu mean?” you asked, clearly confused.

“You can cook, you’re good with kids, you’re fun to be around, you’re funny, and a good kisser,” He said making you blush.

“Oh please, stop hyping me up,” You shook your head as you walked back to the kitchen, now that Deuce was done, you could eat some too.

“If me being honest is hyping you up, then oh well,” he said making you laugh.

“You should be like Deuce and get some rest,” You said as you looked at Deuce, knocked out on the couch.

“Y/N, I’ve been sleeping all day, I’m fine,” he shook his head, “Plus, I’m not just gonna fall asleep and leave you alone, that’s rude,”

“It’s not rude Jayson, you’re sick, and don’t you have a game soon?”

“Yeah on Tuesday, so I’m hoping this is just a one or two-day thing. I don’t got time for this shit,”

You spent the rest of the day talking, he told you all sorts of different things, about Deuce’s mom, and his basketball careers, and other stuff.

“I’m gonna go put Deuce in bed, I’ll be back,” he said getting up before you stopped him.

“No, it’s fine, you rest. I need you to be better before this game, yeah?”

You carefully woke Deuce up so he could take a shower and then go to bed.

He walked you towards the bathroom since you didn’t know where anything was, “Deuce baby, we need to find you some clothes first,”

His room was huge, most definitely the size of your entire apartment. After you helped Deuce shower and put him to bed you walked back to the living room.

“If I kiss you will you get sick?” he asked making you laugh.

“I don’t know. Maybe? I don’t know,” you shrugged your shoulders, ready to sit back down where you were before he pulled you on top of him. His hands were on your waist, and due to your shirt rising up a little, his cold hands touching your skin made goosebumps rise throughout your skin.

“Stop what if I get sick?” you said dodging a kiss.

“Then I’ll take care of you,” he said before trying to kiss you again, only for you to turn your head.

“I have to work, Jayson,” you rolled your eyes.

“Then call out. Your entitled to have sick time,”

“Why are you like this?” You laughed when he was still trying to kiss you, you were gonna let him eventually, but it was cute seeing him try.

“Because I am, now stop playing,”

“Me? Playing? Ne-” he shut you up, lips against yours, your hands around his neck, while his were still on your waist, he finally shut you up.

“Now I’m gonna get sick Jayson,” you rolled your eyes as you pulled back, the taste of his chapstick lingering in your mouth. The secret to his soft, plump lips was applying chapstick every ten seconds, you figured it was a habit he had.

“I dont care, I’ll take care of you,” he laid down on the couch, wrapping his arms tightly around your lower back, pulling you down with him.

Your head was laying on his chest and he made sure to tangle your legs together so you couldn’t go anywhere.

“I care,”

“I’m tired, shut up and take a nap with me,” he shushed you.

You were gonna talk back, since when you told him to sleep he exclaimed that he wasn’t tired, but the idea of a nap wasn’t bad, so you did as told.

You woke up in an unfamiliar but comfortable bed, the feeling of the bed moving is what fully woke you up, “You move too damm much,” you rolled your eyes, sitting up against the headboard.

“And you snore loud as fuck, but a nigga wasn’t complaining,” he said throwing a pillow at you.

“Nigga throw something at me again and I swear to God Tatum, I will-“

“-Will what? I’ll beat you up, with your short ass,” he rolled his eyes before throwing another pillow at you.

“Don’t try me. I bite,” you glared at him before getting up and off the bed. His room was huge, but that was expected, especially after you saw how big Deuce’s room was.

“You bite? Kinkyyyy,”

“Not like that you nasty bitch,” he got on your nerves, but a good type of getting on your nerves.

“I bite, I’m nasty, I like them nasty,”

“Do you really?” You asked, your hand was on your hip, on you raised your brow, something you did when you questioned people, but it was out of habit and you never noticed.

“Yup, too bad you’ll never find out,”

“Damm, that’s crazy. You’re really gonna dub me like that after I took care of you? Niggas ain't shit man,” you playfully said before you tried to walk away, but he stopped you again, throwing you on the bed and climbing on top of you.

“Who’s niggas Y/N? I’ll show you right now, what a real man is, stop playing with me,”

“You won't,”

a little short one bcs next chapter is longggg, and i wanna put some out while yall wait for that. im also still working on a melo story too ;)

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clevelcnds · 1 year

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NBA ONESHOTS

dating ja morant includes (hc)

#nba imagines #nba #nba fan fic #ja morant x reader #ja morant #lamelo ball #jayson tatum #jayson tatum x reader

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really need to be a wag for soccer player neteyam or basketball player lo'ak like just travel around look hot and watch them play thats the dream!

Fr I feel like he plays with Ao'nung in his free time with Ao'nung and they play together on the actual court too same team or not I imagine Lo'ak like lamelo ball tho in like so many aspects like but especially the way he acts cos like lamelo be acting like he high all the time and you can't look at Lo'ak and say he doesn't LOOK like he do the same

N I feel like neteyam would play football but him playing soccer is still so 😍 like I can see him kicking a soccer ball and especially sliding on his knees even when he not playing but I can also see him playing football especially when he not in a game he play at home with Lo'ak

#avatar #avatar 2 #avatar james cameron #atwow #avatar smut #atwow smut #avatar loak #loak #loak sully #avatar neteyam #neteyam #neteyam sully #neteyam twow #neteyam te suli tsyeyk'itan #atwow lo'ak #lo'ak te suli tsyeyk'itan #lo'ak sully #lo'ak avatar #atwow neteyam

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Looks like you’re also into vore? Which celebrity (by genre) would you most want to be eaten by? How would you want them to do it?

Yeah feel like its a match most of the time with fetishes

Actor: Cameron Monaghan (I imagine him as Cal Kestis using the force to pull me in and swallow me whole)

Singer: Josh Dun (it would be after a concert he would take me to the back for a private show and eventually swallow me whole as a snack)

Sports: Lamelo Ball (that smile could easily captivate me making me a slave ready to serve him after any game and once i run out of uses ill just become his next snack)

Youtuber: Jacksepticeye (we make a bet playing games and the loser does one thing for the winner i lose and he tells me to become his dinner)

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sorry listening to the athletic's vancast pod & there is maybe more context i could add here but this type of opinion is exactly why i get deeply annoyed by farhan -- 'management tried to turn the team over to the young guys several years ago and they clearly weren't ready.'

ok, define 'ready'. you mean they didn't have a perfect landing? you mean they didn't immediately become a perfect hockey team? you mean they didn't give you every perfect soundbite you wanted?

no team is going to have a perfect season. No Team Is Going To Have A Perfect Season. stumbling, learning, making mistakes, and experiencing 'bad' things is not failure, is not failing to be 'ready'. it's growth, it's the learning process. if you keep waiting until they're 'ready', until they can do those things 'perfectly', then you keep recycling the same thing. romanticizing the professionalism of the sedins and the idealism of the early 2010s canucks isn't going to brink them back, isn't going to make this current team into them.

why do we keep letting old hockey men run systems of penalization as a 'coaching model'? i'm annoyed and i'm over it.

also also, this is yet another reason why this sport just refuses to let itself have fun. crying with laughter imagining if the fucking charlotte hornets tried to tell lamelo ball he isn't ready, if the fucking atlanta hawks had told trae young he wasn't ready, if arsenal fc told saka he isn't ready, if a few years back the milwaukee bucks told giannis he wasn't ready. this sport is so ass backwards refusing to trust its youth while also running their players into the ground to 'sacrifice the body' it's a joke

#feeling unhinged and lowkey aggro oh my god the way they really all treat players like children in the most patriarchal sense #like i know i joke about the players being my sons and it is so heavily heavily sarcastic istg #aily talks #canucks lb #farhan is one of my Least fav canucks commentators and he's technically on the more 'progressive' side of it. gross #analysis

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mattsunny · 1 year

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I imagine atsumu to be like LaMelo Ball 😭😭 ik they the same fr

#haikyuu!!#atsumu x y/n #atsumu miya #miya twins #miya atsumu #atsumu x reader #atsumu x you #hq x reader #hq atsumu #ik thats his twinnem #osamu is gelo #😭

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Call me John Lennon because IMAGINE how tired I am? Temetrious on Twitter trying to live out his Boyz-n-the-Hood fantasies talking about putting hollows in ppl? Benjamin sniffing out someone who just graduated high school? LaMelo Talcum Ball tall and dusty, nary a sunscreen in sight taking up for Miles Bridges? These men need Allah swt its nothing I can do!

LMFAOOOOOO PLEASE 😭💀💀

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nesttech · 1 year

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She my bestfriend🤞

Background •

Melo and y/n have been friends since they were 14, ever since they met eachother at school they were attached by the hip. Growing up into their adult years their family and many fans shipped them.

Insta:Down town riding with my bestie❤️💯@Lameloball

Melodrip-they better get together bro!

Lballer-Bro he so fine y/n better lock in!

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Gina-My man looking so fine🤩

Fan19-the fuck u talking bout? That’s her man!^

Y/n-lol^

Lameloball-my girl frfr💯

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It was a Friday night, the basketball game was in its 2nd quarter, the Hornets were up by 20 points, y/n was sitting on the bleachers wearing one of Melos jerseys with some ripped jeans. Melos parents were there as well as Gina, now Gina and Melo have been close friends, they met at a ball game a few years back, but ever since she’s became very obsessed. She’s always talking about him like their dating and what not. Ofc y/n wouldn’t admit it but she was jealous, Melo was hers first, his family was hers and vise versa. After the last quarter ended the hornets won 45-24. Y/n headed towards the locker rooms to find Lamelo (ofc Gina was following her) while his parents stayed and talked to the coaches.

Conversation

Lamelo•I saw you drooling across the whole court mamas

Y/n• you wish I was drooling over you🤨

L• You right I wish you was drooling on this di-

Gina• Melo! Omg you were so good out there! You looked so hot.

L• Thanks G, I appreciate you coming.

G• Ofc I’ll always come to see my best friend

Y/n• Well.. Melo do you wanna go eat after we leave, I’m getting hungry and we could go wherever you want.

L•Yeah that sounds nice, lemme go get showered and changed ma I’ll be back soon. (As he leaves he kisses reader on the cheek)

G•you know i think I’ll come too

Y/n•um I think we’re just gonna grab it and go, nothing to fancy, so you don’t have to

G•look he’s my best friend too and I wanna go celebrate with him so either you like it or leave.

What Gina or reader didn’t know was that Lamelo has forgotten his phone and was listing to the conversation.

L• hey what’s going on?

G•y/n’s being really mean and telling me I can’t come with you guys!

Y/n• You know what, I’m done with your bullshit Gina! Your not his bestfriend, you can go rant to people about how you know him and all that but your fake! You use him because he gives you clout, so no you can’t come with us because he deserves to be actually celebrated and not used!

G•Uh.. Melo she can’t talk to me like that!

L• actually Gina she can, she’s my girl and if you can’t see that then fuck off. And she’s right you are fake, when cameras or people aren’t around you don’t call me to hang out or see how I’m doing, so no we aren’t friends anymore.

G•Well fuck you both because I can find way better friends than y’all!

After Gina walked away y/n and Melo looked at eachother with eyes that they’ve never seen before.

Y/n• you didn’t have to do that.. she was your friend and you really liked her.

L•no, she wasn’t my friend. And yeah I liked her but I won’t be lost without her. I’d be lost without you though.

Y/n•Lamelo

L•yeah

Y/n•can we go home? I wanna talk to you in private

L• ofc just lemme grab my stuff

After they leave the stadium they headed to grab some tacos and went to his house. After they quickly and quietly ate the reader finally spoke.

Y/n• ok, this might ruin everything about our friendship, but I can’t hide it anymore. Melo I really like you.. like I’m in love with you and it hurts because I know you deserve someone who’s out of this world.. I want to be the friend that’s happy for you when you find a girl you like or the friend that you can talk about your latest hookups with but..I can’t, because I’m selfish and want you to myself. And I know y-

He touches her cheek gently and kisses her lips. Both their lips intertwined with one another’s. Them both pouring out the love they kept bottled up for so long. Neither of them letting go. In that moment they knew it was ok to love eachother, to let the feelings come out, and start something new.

The end..

Thank you for the request! I hope you like this. Like I always say, I’m definitely not the best writer and I’m sorry if it’s a lot or not enough:/ give me some tips of what I could work on, I would appreciate it💜

#imagines #lamelo smut #lamelo ball #melo imagine #Lamelo imagine #melo ball #reader insert #y/n

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