I walked up the stairs to Roc’s apartment where he and Prince awaited. Apparently Princeton was having serious relationship problems and they needed a female opinion. Roc waited by the door with a stern look on his face.
“Nice to see you too,” I muttered sarcastically. Roc closed the door and I kicked my shoes off. Prince sat on the couch his head on his hands. He looked up at me and gave me a nervous smile.
“What’s wrong?” I asked running my fingers through his hair remembering it always calmed him down. I wasn’t exactly an expert on “Prince and Roc” body language. I’ve known them for about two years but they aren’t exactly easy to understand.
“I’m a failure as a man!” he whispered. I arched my eyebrow and gave Roc a quick glance. Roc nodded putting his hand on his chin as if in deep thought.
“I-I don’t understand…you’re an amazing boyfriend-”
“Amazing boyfriend?” Prince sneered, “I can’t even make my girl…I can’t say it…Roc, tell her,”
“Prince can’t get his girl to cum,” Roc exclaimed bluntly. Prince put his head in his hands once again.
“I do everything I saw in porn!” he yelled jumping from the couch. I pushed hair from my face unsure of what to say. I was a virgin. I know nothing about sex and relationships. My boyfriend and I barely kiss.
“Which is why we need you,” Roc informed.
“I don’t see where you’re going…?” I announced. A mixture of nervousness accumulated in my stomach. A smile reached Roc’s lips for the first time I’ve been in his home.
“Well I’ve never had this problem, so I’m going to teach Prince,”
I glanced at Prince who was staring at my breast nervously. Before I could respond Roc had pressed his lips to mine. Speaking in between kisses he spoke to Prince.
“Kiss her softly and feel her thighs,” he asserted slowly rubbing his hands up and down my thigh. I broke the kiss and backed away.
“I have boyfriend! Roc, you have a girlfriend!” I yelled. Ignoring my yells Roc looked at Prince and pulled him towards me.
“You try,” he muttered. Prince nodded leaning down. His smooth lips met mine, hungrier and rougher than Roc’s.
“Be gentle, you have to warm her up,” Roc added.
Kneeling besides me a now shirtless Roc nibbled on my ear. Prince mimicked him, leaving my lips and snipped my other ear. A small moan left my mouth as his teeth met my ear. Prince’s hard-on rubbed against my leg awakening me from my arousal. I pushed away, fearing the fact that I had a boyfriend no longer bothered me.
“Now rub her breasts,” Roc muttered wrapping his arms around my waist trying to keep me in place. I noted his voice was getting deeper as these acts of indecency continued. I jumped from the sudden pleasure erupting from Roc’s hands.
“You’re so sexy Y/N!” Prince yelled reaching for my chest.
“Shhh! You have to whisper that kind of stuff in her ear!” Roc barked, “it turns her on even more,”
Prince’s hands replaced Roc’s. I whimpered wanting more of Roc. I felt him chuckle as if he noticed. Prince was good but…right now I just wanted Roc.
Prince’s shaky hands unbuttoned my shirt and released my bra. He looked in awe and his mouth met my nipple. Moaning I arched my back and Roc pulled me in closer.
Prince left my breast and nibbled on my ear again whispering, “I always dreamt of doing this Y/N,”
Roc tensed and kissed my neck. His lips left my neck and he lifted me to the couch. I looked down suddenly aware my womanhood was in the face of both of these beautiful men.
“She’s going to get nervous at this point,” Roc exclaimed just as I closed my legs, “But be gentle and open her legs,”
Roc kissed my knees and thighs, he looked up at me with those chocolate brown eyes ,“And tell her not to worry,”
Roc slowly pulled my legs apart revealing my extremely wet womanhood once again “because you’re gonna take good care of her,”
Roc’s hands fondled with my womanhood and gave me one last look before he dived in. With every flick of his tongue arousal grew in my stomach waiting to be released. He nibbled on my cl_t and I arched forward as I orgasmed grabbing his hair.
Prince stared in awe as I fell panting.
“And this concludes your first lesson,” Roc muttered licking his lips. He looked back at Prince with a smirk.
“Here’s your second!” he added thrusting into me. I yelped in pain. The pain was intense and quick but Roc was persistent and didn’t stop for a millisecond.
I’ll get him back for this…
My thoughts of revenge ended as Roc’s lips met my nipples. I closed my eyes in pure bliss pulling on Roc’s hair.
“Prince, you have to go in at a certain angle,” he muttered pulling me by thighs. “And create a good rhythm,”
The couch thumped against the wall in a consistent beat as if to prove his little speech. Prince nodded leaning in closer.
“You know you hittin’ it right,” thrust, “when,” thrust, “you hear,” thrust, “THIS!”
With Roc’s final thrust I screamed as I came. Every muscle in my body went numb. Roc leaned over me kissing my cheek.
“And then your work is done,”
*: ) - Clarissa*
He stared at me from across the room. I tried to look away but his deep chocolate brown eyes held me in a trance. He cocked his eyebrow and I laughed.
“Are you still mad?” he asked sticking his bottom lip out.
“Kinda,” I snapped. He looked down sadly and sauntered over to the couch. He playfully jumped onto me and I groaned.
“Roc I’m still mad!” I laughed as he tickled me.
“You said kinda,” he crooned before pressing his lips to mine. I suddenly loss my will to fight him and forgot why I was even mad.
I hate how he knows exactly what to do to make me smile and laugh. I wish he would let me not like him for a while. But the thought of that happening is almost too much to bear. That’s just wrong. The fact that one man can send me into a whirlwind with just a single kiss.
“What you thinkin’ bout ma,” he whispered. He nibbled on my ear and I let out a small moan.
His hands went down to my legs and pulled on my shorts. He left a trail of kisses from my ear to my chest.
“What about me?”
I put my hands on his chest and slowly lifted up his shirt. I pushed him off me and carefully placed my knees beside his hips. He cracked a small smile as nipped his neck.
“I was thinking about how much I hate that I love you,”
*Hate That I Love You By: Ne-Yo and Rhianna*
Roc stepped closer but I place my hands out.
“Don’t babe me Roc! How long?”
I held in the tears. They burned like acid in my eyes. That girl was lucky I was too shocked to whoop her ass. She was in my house in, in my bed and with my man! But that anger diminished when I looked at Roc and quickly turned to a deep pain. All those nights he was too tired to make love or had to work late or was spending the weekend with the boys was because he was with her.
“Get out…I don’t care where you go just don’t be near me,”
Roc looked down knowing better that to argue with me. I locked the door and stripped the sheets. I threw them at the wall and began to softly cry.
There was no way I was touching that bed tonight…
I woke up on the cold floor. My knees creaked as I got up and opened the door. Roc landed at my feet and slowly rose. He looked up and my heart dropped. His eyes were bright red and puffy. I tried to walk away but he grabbed my waist.
“Y/N please don’t do this!” he cried into my stomach. I nibbled my lip before collapsing into my hearts desires.
“Roc never hurt me like that again,”
“Never again love,”
*bleeeeh i was tired*
I knocked on his door and suddenly felt regret. I shouldn’t bother him. I left him. I broke his heart. I hurt him. The door opened and a sleepy Chresanto opened the door. His eyes widened in shock as he accessed my current appearance.
If only he knew.
“Y/N what’s wrong?” he asked his voice coated with genuine concern.
Why are you so nice to me?
He opened the door wider and invited me in. The smell of his apartment brought back painful and happy memories. It’s been nearly two years since I’ve been here. Chresanto closed the door and fell to the couch sliding clothes to the floor to make more room. I stood awkwardly by the door.
Why would I come here?
He smiled back at me and motioned for me to sit beside him. I shook my head and wrapped my arms around my chest and pulling my coat closed.
I can’t let him know…
“Y/N what’s wrong?” he asked leaving the couch and standing before me. I shook my head and pressed my back to the wall. I cringed as he reached out to caress my cheek. I fixed my sunglasses and turned my head to the side.
“Y/N why did you come here?” he yelled, “are you going to just stand there and tease me?”
I shivered as his voice grew angry and covered my face.
“Please don’t hit me,” I whimpered falling to the floor. I felt Chresanto tense. He sat beside me and removed my sunglasses revealing my black eye and bruise covering my left cheekbone. I stared at his clenched teeth and vein popping in his neck.
He pulled me into arms and sniffled in my shoulder. All the times I wanted to be in these arms… I released my cries and sobbed in his arms. He pulled me onto his lap and slowly removed my jacket. It fell to the ground and I suddenly felt naked. Nothing was hiding the years of beating I endured since I left him. His eyes lifted to mine and he grabbed my jaw. He turned my face side to side and accessed my injuries. His warm thick lips kissed mine. It was a warm, beautiful and love felt kissed unlike the hungry ones I had grown used to. His lips left mine and I whimpered. I pulled him back and he chuckled.
He lifted my shirt and I quickly covered my chest. Anger filled his eyes once again. My shoulders were black and blue. Bite marks covered my breasts and arms. I pushed myself away from him suddenly feeling insecure. I imagined all the girls he’s been with since I left him…probably busty size two models. None of the coated with bruises.
“I’ll kill the man who did this to you,” he sneered. I jumped up realizing he could’ve followed me here.
“I have to go back,” I whispered. I grabbed my coat and jogged to the door. Chresanto grabbed my wrists and I stopped. He pulled me to his chest once again.
“If you think I’ll let you go, knowing what you’re going back to, you’re wrong”
“Chres, I can’t stay…he owns me,”
“So let me steal you,”
The morning sun slowly poured into the room wiping away yesterday’s rain. Darkness crept from the room and waited for the night once more. I felt bad for people who rely on the light of the sun to fight the dark. As crazy as it sounds my days are no longer dark because of this shining star sleeping beside me. She came from heaven to heal my crumbling heart and like crashing thunder broke all my walls. I wiped hair from her beautiful face and pecked her cheek. Y/N stirred and placed her head on my chest. I smiled as she struggled to open her eyes.
She’s so amazing. Her beauty shines like the stars. Every day I love her more and more. But not just for her looks. I love her charm, her playfulness and her persistence. I could sit here all day and list everything I love about her. It’s hard to find a girl like that.
“Why you lookin’ at me like that?” she murmured playfully. I shrugged giving her a bright smile.
“I was just thinking about how much I love you,”
“Aww that’s so sweet,”
I kissed softly and prayed we could stay like this forever.
Meeting the Parents
I silently prayed as I pulled up to my parents’ house. Roc sat nervously and stared out the window.
“This is where you grew up?” he asked.
I chuckled and shut the car door. My mom ran to the door with a bright smile. Roc casually hugged her and entered the home.
So far no problems. We arrived on time. Mom seemed fine with Roc and they were already getting to know each other. But that wasn’t the real problem. The real problem sat upstairs in his work chair contemplating on how to ruin my relationship.
My father had his ideal man for me. A handsome lawyer with a big black car and a big white house. Roc is handsome, he has a big black car and a big white car but apparently his singing career is “unstable”.
The stairs behind me creaked and I swear the room got twenty degrees colder. My father entered the room and stared at Roc.
“What’s your name son?” he asked. Roc stiffened at my dad’s harsh voice.
“You’re momma named you Roc Royal?”
“It’s a stage name dad!” I yelled hoping to end the conversation before it escalated.
Please God…let this work!
“So what do you like ‘bout my daughter?” my father asked passing the biscuits down the table. Beside me Roc laughed.
“Where should I start sir? She’s amazing!” Roc exclaimed. I blushed slightly and stared at the table. I felt my father’s intense stare.
“Is she just some piece of meat to you? ‘Cause if she is to you son-” my dad sneered.
“Dad that’s enough!” I yelled slamming my fork to the table.
“It’s okay Y/N,” Roc whispered in my ear, “Sir I love your daughter more than I love my own life and I swear I’ll treat her right. I wanted to have dinner with you guys to prove to all of you that I am committed,”
My dad raised his eyebrow as Roc kneeled to the floor. My heart dropped as he pulled out a black box and slowly opened it.
“Y/N will you marry me?”
“Look I’ll meet you at the park!” Chresanto yelled. After a moment of silence he sighed and clenched his phone.
“I was kidding when I said that…okay I’m sorry…bye,” he continued before putting the phone in his pocket. I quickly turned off the TV and met him by the door. He gave a bright smile and looked down sadly.
“Was she mad?” I asked.
“Yeah about something I said like three months ago,” he muttered jokingly.
I chuckled following him out the house.
His girlfriend was one of those stuck up cheerleaders who doesn’t realize what she has until it’s gone. Chresanto was this tall, caramel ball of fun and laughter. And loyal to his girl. He has girls coming at him left and right but he always says ‘sorry I have a girlfriend’ although she is a complete b_tch. His girlfriend is beautiful though.
Completely different from me…
She likes short skirts, I like t-shirts. She’s cheer captain and I’m on the bleachers. Despite my long hard friendship with Chresanto, I can’t help from thinking about the day when he realizes everything he needs is right here…
Chresanto grabbed my hand and swung it back and forth like we did when we were kids. The simple touch sent shivers down my spine. I stared at the ground praying he couldn’t see my blushing cheeks. He led us to a nice park bench by the street. I sat beside him and smiled as he wrapped his arms around me.
“Are you cold?” he asked.
“Just a little,”
“Here,” he muttered shrugging off his jacket.
Being with him is so easy…
His girlfriend pulled to the bench in her bright red Porsche. Chresanto sighed and kissed my cheek before entering car. His girlfriend grabbed his face and slowly began kissing his lips. Chres pulled away and gave me a sad smile before she drove away.
“See you later,” he mouthed.
“Bye,” I whispered.
It wouldn’t have to be like that. If you were with me you’d always smile and laugh. We could do anything together.
Truth is…you belong with me.
*You belong with me- Taylor Swift*
Feels like forever since I wrote an imagine :)