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Grunts and moans could be heard from within, the odd curse flying out of one’s mouth at the feel of a particular thrust or clench.

Your eyes closed as you got lost in the fine specimens fluid motions and depth.

It was like he knew your body in a way that had you forgetting it was your own. The way his hands gripped your shoulders, pulling you closer to him.

Maybe it was the way he looked at you too, his dark eyes holding your focus and not wanting you to look away so he could see the pleasure all over your face and commit it to his memory.

“Look at me, pretty girl.” His gruff voice came from above you.

Your eyes had closed briefly, his last few thrust hitting that deep spot within you and had your toes curling. He had you folded in half on your back, legs going past your ears, arms gripping his biceps.

Your eyes were hooded but they were open enough for him to accept it.

This beautiful build of man was right above you.

His eyes dark, lust-blown and mesmerising.

Your love.

He switched your position to putting you on your knees, placing a pillow under you and getting you in a good arch.

He got you in the line of the mirror which was standing in front of your bed.

You watched as he positioned himself behind you, his strong body glistening with sweat and chest heaving with heavy breaths.

As he slipped back into you, your arch lost its depth and he had to place his big hand on your spine, gently pushing you back into the arch.

The feel of his hard cock pushing in and out of you always drove you crazy, especially since it had been a while since you guys got the time to have this intense session.

He’d place his leg up a little more, his hand moving from holding your spine down to moving up to your neck and pushing you more into the bed and leaning over to watch your face close up.

This position got him to go deeper, your toes curling again and your hands flying to push at his abs and stop him from going so deep.

Each time your hands went to stoping him, he’d slap them away.

“Move those hands before I stop.” His gruff voice came, his thrusts never faltering as his pelvis kept hitting the curvature of your ass.

You glanced at the mirror and saw the feral look of lust on his face each time you guys connected and you watched as his eyes got low as he began to slow down and go deeper.

You tired to push him back again with your hands but he repeated what he’d previously said “Move those hands, baby” his strokes slowing but the strength behind them never changing.

You heard him grunt from frustration at your hands getting in the way. He was able to get a hold of them for a few strokes but had a better idea.

You felt as he began to slip out, whimpering at the loss of his girth inside of you.

You turned to watch him and saw him go close to the headboard and get comfortable, his eyes staying on you as his hand made it’s way to his heavy cock and began to leisurely stroke it.

You saw his other hand motion for you to come towards him and you knew what that meant.

He wanted you to get on top.

As you made your way up to him, legs feeling a little like jelly, you got situated above him.

He ran the tip of his dick through your folds, watching as you shivered on top of him and gripping the headboard to stop you from falling over.

You heard his deep chuckle at your reaction before your eyes turned down to watch his hellish smirk on his face.

In that moment, you wanted to get him back for that.

It was time for you to wear him out and wipe that smirk off his face.

You had a smirk on your face and took hold of his appendage and moved it between your slick folds to make sure nothing was going to be too dry going in.

You kept your eyes on his as you lowered onto his dick.

You watched as his eyes hooded and his hands raised to grip any part of you he could get his hands on.

You seated yourself on him, taking some deep breath’s and watching him do the same. You knew he was trying not to cum earlier but he admitted that having you on top always drove him crazy and had him ready to ‘bust a big fat nut’, as he so nicely put it.

You could see he was getting impatient the longer you sat on him. His eyebrows furrowing and drops of sweat forming on his forehead.

"Move." His gruff voice came but you just watched him with a sly smirk on your face.

"Nah big boy. I'm in charge now." You watched his face switch and grow slightly confused at this statement.

You couldn't lie... it was something new, you being in control.

You began to raise up and down, watching as he bit his lip, his hands reaching up to play with your breasts, his head lowering back down to watch his dick disappear in and out of you.

You started to speed up and ride him a bit harder

You got so into the moment that your eyes closed again and a moan pushed its way through you.

Smack

“I said. Look. At. Me.” With every word you’d punctuate each time you connected with him.

It didn’t really help his case cause his eyes were rolling back before he got the last word out.

“Now imma ride you, like a rodeo,” you said, leaning down to get closer to his ear “or whatever the City Girls said.” You pulled back with the most seductive and devious smile he’s ever seen.

As you fixed yourself (and I mean really fixed yourself to begin) you watched the change in his face and the way he kept one hand on you, gripping on to you a little tighter, while the other, he placed one to the headboard behind his head.

As you watched him, you couldn’t help but to think in your head…

City Girls up!

Hey…Hey…how y’all doin? *ifykyk*

It’s literally almost been a year since I last wrote anything and posted it…

How’s everyone been?

Hope you’re doing alright and I hope you enjoyed reading this work that’s been in my drafts for ages🥴😂

Love y’all🥰🥰🥰

"Hey love." He'd say as he entered the house. Kal walked over to get a sniff of his owner before returning to your side.

"Hey. How was the gym?" You stayed seated and watched as your big man walked over and stood behind the couch, slightly leaning over the back to press a kiss to your forehead.

You loved the feel of his lips on your skin and couldn't help but smile at the way he'd turn your head a little more so that he could get some more access to your lips for a proper kiss.

He had a habit of kissing your forehead for a peck then placing his hand behind your neck and kissing you. He'd do two pecks and a proper kiss before pulling back and staring into your eyes whilst his thumbs gently brushed over the skin of your cheeks.

He told you the reason he did that was because he couldn't resist the way you made him feel as if your eyes had put him under some sort of trance.

You felt your cheeks get a little hot at that and couldn't help but to go back in for another kiss, to which he had no complaints about.

As he pulled away from you, he made his way around the couch and took a seat beside you on the left, his right arm resting behind you and bringing you in closer to his side. You could smell his body wash and cologne as it engulfed your space and made you relax a little more into the furniture.

His stature and body heat always made you feel safe and caused you to curl into the massive man next to you.

"So, what are you watching?" His voice came out a little softer than when he entered the house and gave his greeting. He had pressed his lips to your forehead again and pressed another gentle kiss to the side of your temple, which left you smiling like a little school girl at his affection.

"Oh, just rewatching Family Guy," you shrugged and turned your body more into his, trying to get more of his warmth, "nothing new there." He nodded and brought your legs that were curled into his side over his lap instead and began to drag his fingers over your limbs.

You weren't going to lie and say you didn't enjoy it.

You both sat through the episode, occasionally ask the other about their day or how training went and then going back to sitting in silence.

You enjoyed this time with Henry because he was just able to relax and breathe.

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As more time went by, you checked the clock and decided to ask him what he wanted for dinner.

He'd look on as if thinging about what he'd want as you waited for him to tell you if he wanted something home-cooked or if you guys should just do take away tonight.

At this point, his hands had started to go a bit higher on your legs, brushing the tops of your thighs almost and he'd occasionally grip a thigh whenever he'd hear your voice.

After a few more moments of this, he decided on getting chinese take away and said he'd order it closer to dinner time since neither of you was particularly starving and could wait.

You guys had switched over to watching a random movie and had not been paying much attention to it. All you knew was that it was a cheesy romcom and you guys were now at the part in the movie were the love interests were having 'sex'.

Your eyes would flicker from the screen to then look at Henry's face. He had removed his arm from resting behind you and had placed both hands on your legs and was giving you a nice message.

Just as with earlier, his hands would wonder higher and higher each time and you could see the way his chest was rising and falling as he watched the screen.

You were getting a little hot and the flutters that came each time his fingertips got close to the tops of your thighs was starting to drive you a little crazy.

It had been a while since you guys had time to let some pent up frustration out and it seemed like this movie was acting as the gateway to that impending release.

After one more glance at Henry, him looking right back at you with a smirk, as his finger tips made their way up your shorts, you knew this meant you’d be getting your back blown out.

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No, girl you're not sick, it's all in your stomach

Not even five minutes after receiving ‘that’ look from Henry, he was kneeled in front of you, eating you out like there was no tomorrow and staring you deep in your eyes.

He had your legs pinned up in the air.

Your hands were located in his dark brown hair, gripping the strands and moving him as you wanted but also keeping him down there.

He’d snuck one finger in and began to loosen you up for him as he continued to suck on your clit, occasionally pulling back to watch his finger move in and out of you.

There was a coil forming in your stomach, ready to snap from his oral techniques.

He inserted another finger, you moaning at the feeling and him groaning at how wet you were getting.

As his fingers, tongue and lips were working on you, you couldn’t help it but you felt the way your legs began to shake.

He sped up his movements and a few seconds later, he had you cumming in his mouth, his hand that was holding up your leg gripping your thigh before he pulled back to watch your face.

As he pulled back, he began to kiss up your body, making his way up to being situated between your open legs, his fingers still inside of you and gentle caressing your walls, pulling little sighs from you.

Kissing you neck, lick your thigh and your body

As he finally reached to your face, he pecked your lips a few times before giving you a deep kiss.

You were able to taste yourself on his tongue and he was enjoying the way you were clenching his fingers still.

You both had to pull back from the kiss, heavy breaths passing between you both and your hands reaching to pull and tug at his shirt.

He removed his fingers from you, eyes on yours as he stuck the wet digits in his mouth before he raised up more and removed his shirt.

After he took off his shirt, he stood up and unzipped his jeans, his boxers coming off next.

Now I got you nervous 'bout it

Your eyes looked down at the large appendage that was located between his thighs.

You always forget how big he is and everytime you see him, it’s like the first time all over.

You a bundle of nerves and him watching you overthink it.

I'll make sure that you're not disappointed

Especially knowing this is all you wanted

You sat up a bit more on the couch, coming to the edge of your seat and reaching your hand out to wrap your fingers around the base of his cock.

He let out a hiss, eyes turning a shade darker as he stared down at you.

He watched as you stroked his cock a little more, some precum leaking out before your tongue poked out to lick it up.

His jaw clenched and his hands came to rest on the back of your head, gently pushing you down further on his hardened pole.

His head was thrown back in the matter of a few seconds having missed the way your mouth felt around him.

His hips started to thrust into your mouth at each bob of your head. He loved the way your hands would run over his thighs, going under his dick to lightly tug on his balls.

It was driving him crazy.

As he felt himself growing closer to his release, he pulled out of your mouth, grabbing the base of his dick and taking some deep breaths through his nose to try and calm down.

When he came, he wanted it to be inside of you, not down your throat.

As he regained his composure, he looked down at you to see your eyes big and staring back at him.

You both loved the size difference when it came to the relationship.

Once he saw your eyes get lower, he pushed you back into the couch, kneeling down in front of you.

As he knelt down, his eyes going down to look at your glistening pussy lips.

He started to rub his tip up and down your opening, collecting your juices to use as lubricant before he looked into your eyes as he started pushing in.

Bet you ready now

As he got settled in between your legs, going deeper into you each time, he couldn't help but to look down at where your bodies met. As he began thrusting in and out of you some more he thought about how small you looked and how tight you felt around him.

Being together made you acknowledge your size kinks.

He loved how small and innocent you'd look and you loved how he made you feel that way with his hulking figure hovering over you.

You both looked at where you connected with each other and it made you noticeably more wet, causing him to slide in you deeper and had you needing to take a minute.

You raised your hands from your side and began to run them over his hot and strong body, taking extra time brushing your hand up and down his slightly hairy pectorals.

Girl you best know how to fuck baby

And to make love, the way you look

As your hands dragged up to loop behind his head, his eyes followed your movements, landing on your lips and going in for a deep kiss and giving you an even deeper thrust, one which had you releasing a quiet gasp and pulling away from the kiss to stare back into his hypnotizing orbs.

Girl you best know how to fuck

His lips curved into a cheeky grin, hands going under your legs and gripping your thighs and ass as best he could before he started delivering some leg shaking, earth shattering strokes.

I know you know how

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T-t-tryna flaunt that ass around me mama

You guys had switched from him being on top to you in reverse cowgirl.

He was stuck on the way your ass bounced on his dick, taking the time to rub his big hands over your fleshy globes moments before he would give one cheek a nice smack whilst gripping the other.

Tryna bust up on my show lil' mama

You began doing some tricks on the tip (Or whatever the city girls said), having him flex his legs to try and knock you off your game.

He loved watching your ass so much but he felt you were too far from him and so he brought a hand up into your boxbraids, grabbing the braids and pulling you back so that you were resting on his chest.

Seems you've never been wetter

As he got you to lay with your back to his chest, you fixed your legs and he began to scoot to the end of the couch seat, stacking his knees up under you and started to pump up into you.

And you never had better baby

His hand left from your hair to gripping one of your breasts, pulling and tugging on one of your nipples before bringing that same hand to rest on your neck.

He started to apply pressure around your neck, adding to your pleasure and his as he felt you tighten around his cock.

"I know you like it when I choke you. Can feel your pussy getting tighter for me, baby." Your eyes started to roll back as you heard him make that statement. His voice coming out deeper and rougher, the sounds of your bodies smacking against each other and drowning out everything else around you both.

You could feel your orgasm creeping up on you and just as you started to feel light headed, Henry released your throat and looked up to watch your face as it came crashing down on you.

He loved watching you cum.

Your face was so beautiful in that euphoric state and he always wanted to commit it to his memory.

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I bet you cum before I do

At this point, Henry has made you cum a few times.

He always made sure you came before he did. He took pride in knowing you came and it was because of him.

All this time I spent slowing it down

He lifted you up, still inside of you and started to bounce you up and down on his dick.

This was one of those positions which made him glad he was able to deadlift 435lbs and squat between 200-360lbs. He could lift you with minimal effort and loved to do it any chance he got.

As he continued to lift you up and down, his cock drilling into you the best it could each time he brought you down on him, he couldn't help but to smile at the way you held on to him.

You'd let out those sad whimpers and moans which got him harder everytime he heard them. He felt your nails digging into his shoulders and back, causing shivers to drag up his spine and bring him closer to his release.

He brought you down on to the edge of the couch, going back into missionary and started to chase his high.

You knew he was close to cumming by the way he'd grip your body a little harder and let out a few cuss words after some thrusts.

His hot, sweaty, body moved over you, pounding into you and drilling you into the couch.

You began to talk him through it, hands running over his body before your hands wrapped around his throat so that you could apply some pressure to it.

"Cum for me, baby. I want to feel you deep inside of me." You said as seductively as you could being so close to another orgasm of your own.

You felt his hips start to stutter at your words, responding with a "Yeah? Want me to fill you up?". His voice gruff from you slightly choking him but also from him pumping into you harder and faster, trying to hold out from cumming before you.

You nodded your head before say, "Yea. Be my good boy and cum inside of me." You knew how much he liked hearing you say that and just as you expected, his next stroke brought you to your release and triggered his.

"I'M CUMMING! FUCK!" He shouted, his cock pumping his hot white cum into your waiting pussy, a few thrusts following so that both of you are able to ride out both of your orgasms.

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After you guys caught your breath, he brought you some water from the fridge after pulling on his boxers. When you were finsihed with your drink, he took the cup back to the kitchen, quickly washed it and then came back in to the living room before lifting you up and bringing you up to you guys bedroom and began performing the aftercare you loved.

He got the tub ready, making you both a bath, checking up on you each time to make sure you were still there with him.

Every turn he made, you'd give him a reassuring smile and he'd lean back and give you a quick peck.

You loved how touchy and clingy he got after sex. It made you feel good to know that post-nut clarity for him didn't make him feel disgusted to be around, instead it solidified the fact that he loved you.

Once you both got out of the tub, he made sure to put lotion on you, making sure you were moisturised, getting you into some night clothes and got your head wrap, tying it over your braids and placing you under the covers before taking care of himself.

As you watched him putting his clothes on, you saw and heard him on the phone.

"Yes, two orders of that and some extra soy sauce, please." You couldn't help but think about how cute he was, still remembering you order the food.

He saw your eyes fluttering, indicating you were fighting sleep and he gave you a small smile before continuing to give the order and check that it was right.

He stood watching as you got comfortable under the sheets before he turned back to turn off the bathroom lights and getting the tv remote off of the stand you had in the room and turning it on.

You watched him come closer to the bed before he hung up, saying that the food would be here when you woke up, getting under the sheets with you as you curled into his side with his left arm cuddling you in more and switching between the channels before he finally landed on one.

He looked down to you and saw you still looking up at him.

"Get some rest, love. When you wake up I'll be here and so will the food." He said to you softly before kissing your forehead and turning his attention back to the TV.

With that, he heard you release a sigh, bring his eyes back on you, watching as you tried to get closer to him, raising your leg over one of his, placing your arms over his body before snuggling your face into his warm chest and finally relaxing.

His small smile gracing his again as he went back to watching the tv screen and waiting for the food to arrive.

Yeah, oh yeah, I know you know how

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Love y'all and hope you're staying safe😁

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Things had been so hectic.

Both of your schedules weren't lining up.

It seemed that as one of you came in, the other would be leaving. If that wasn't happening, then there would be times where you'd try to wait up for him to wrap up on set but that almost always ended with you falling asleep on the coach.

If it was the latter, Henry would walk in and see you, curled up under the blanket you’d placed on the coach for movie nights with the TV watching you rather than you watching it.

He’d feel a little bad because he’d try his hardest to get back to you as soon as possible after finishing shoots, but it always seemed like he could never catch you before your eyes shut. After that brief moment of sadness, he’d let out a little grin at the way your mouth was slightly opened and a bit of drool would be leaving the corner of your mouth.

He’d make sure the door was locked, his coat, bags and footwear were taken off and left in their designated areas by the front door and slide into his house shoes before making his way over to you.

He’d try to be a quiet as possible, so you don’t get scared out of your sleep and get mad because you were startled awake instead of waking up on your own.

He made that mistake one time and it resulted in you being a bit cranky because you were so tired and just wanted to nap but instead were startled out of your sleep by his yelling over his computer game.

After you were able to calm your racing heart, you’d rush over to his designated gaming room, eyes full of furry and stand by his chair, removing his headset and uttering the question ‘Seriously Cavill?’, in such a soft tone that made him know he was in trouble.

That whole day you’d give him the straightest face that somewhat scared him and confused him since he couldn’t read you like he’d normally be able to. You said not one word, trying to calm your emotions before you ended up taking out your stress on him in a way that wouldn’t be pleasurable to either of you.

From that day onwards he’s made sure to not disrupt you, intentionally, if he knew you were in the house and if it was after a certain time in the day.

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Today was a good day since Henry finally got off early enough to make it back home in time for dinner and he really hoped you were cooking tonight.

He really missed your home cooked meals, especially when they were still hot and just coming off the stove and/or out of the oven.

He remembered the last time he got to eat a hot meal from you and that was a few weeks before hand.

You’d made a Sunday roast and he really enjoyed it since he didn’t have to stick to his diet as much and was able to eat the carb heavy food with less worries. He also loved the look on your face as you took a heathy serving of the mash and gravy, happy with the outcome and happy you guys got to spend that night together.

You were also happy to hear him say it reminded him of his moms (just slightly better). It did swell your ego a bit and you sat in your chair with a slight grin and did a little dance of happiness.

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As Henry drove into the driveway, he couldn’t help but be excited at the fact that he knew he’d be able to see you awake and talk to you about your day instead of walking in and seeing you on the couch, causing him to carry you to bed so that he wouldn’t have to wake you.

As he got out of the car, gathered his things and made his way to the front door he could hear the scrape of Kal’s feet to the front door and the sound of music softly playing, which meant you were probably playing it louder in the house if he could hear it from outside of the door.

As he unlocked the front door, he was met with the miniature bear, Kal pawing at him and trying to jump on him.

“Alright buddy. Calm down” he’d say, gently pushing the Akita down and pushing through the door way.

As he finally got his dog to move out of the way so he could close the door and lock it, he was finally able to acknowledge everything else around him, such as the heavenly sent coming from the kitchen and your throwback playlist blasting through the surround sound.

He took off his shoes, placed his coat on the coat rack, bags near the side of the door and keys on the key rack. Kal was still standing near his owner before he heard you calling out for him, missing the extra body that was once near you.

“Kal?” You’d call out, just as the song changed.

Henry nodded his head over to you and Kal followed the sound of your voice, after he turned back to his owner for reassurance it was ok to leave him.

As Henry walked in behind Kal, your back towards him, he stood in the frame of the kitchen entry way with his arms folded and just watched as you swayed to the song playing.

It was SWV’s ‘Weak’. This was one of the songs he’d love to hear around the place because it reminded him of when you guys started dating and you finally got comfortable enough around him to be your ‘silly, goofy’ self.

He watched as you got to the chorus, still haven’t turned and noticed he was there as you were too busy bending over to get whatever you had in the oven out.

“I GET SO WEAK IN THE KNEES I CAN HARDLY SPEAK” He softly laughs at your singing and can’t help but to smile more at you as you placed the hot tray on the side of the stove top.

He noticed you’d made some salmon and decided to cook it in the oven. He’d watch as you continued to sing as you looked into the pots on the stove, turning the burners off and reaching off to the side where the plates were located so that you could get a plate out.

You were in your own world, still singing, as you began to open the cabinet door but you turned and saw the Akita slowly walking in and behind him was your lovely boyfriend.

You couldn’t help the smile that graced your face.

There he stood.

Looking extra fine in his dark shirt, with his curly short hair, dark jeans and five o’clock shadow look. The small grin he had on his face was an added bonus and it made you feel things.

You continued singing as you approached him, your arms reaching over his shoulders.

You guys began to sway and stare into eachothers eyes.

"Hey baby." You got on your tip toes and placed a chaste kiss on his lips and then smiled as you felt his hands softly brush your sides before making their way to your behind and giving it a soft squeeze.

"Hey love." His cheeky smile made you feel things.

You asked if he was lucky to be off early and he said yes and boy was he happy to have made it in time to get some of your delicious food.

You turned back to go and pull the plates out of the cabinet.

He stayed in the door frame, watching as you prepared both plates, your head bobbing and your body swaying to the beat of SWV.

'You really did look so amazing', He thought.

You were in your house clothes, your box braids in a bun on top of your head and without a care in the world.

As he watched you do that, he couldn't help but think that you were it for him. You made him weak and he didn't hate that feeling at all.

When you turned to give him his plate, you were met with such a cute sight.

He was singing the song softly back to you and you saw the way in which his eyes gleamed as he watched you.

You followed behind him to the dining room and placed your plate down before going back in the kitchen to grab some wine glasses and a bottle of wine.

As you walked back into the dining room, you caught your boyfriends eyes on your movements and he reached out to take the bottle from you, using the corkscrew to open it and then he took your glass and poured you a nice glass as well as himself.

You had turned the music down a little bit and once you both sat down, you prayed over the food and then raised your heads to commence eating.

You couldn't help but to stare at him a little more, him doing the same to you.

You wanted to get his reaction to your cooking since it's been a while since the two of you actually got to sit at the table together and enjoy a meal together.

As he took his first bit, his eyes not leaving yours, you raised your wine glass and took a sip, a brief smile gracing your face at the way in which he still managed to make you feel so nervous after so long.

He watched you sip your wine before complimenting your cooking and then watching you begin to eat.

He loved these moment with you.

The silence between you both and just enjoying the food, it added to your non-sexual intimacy. The moments were so rare and greatly appreciated.

As you watched him dive into the food more, you noticed that in that moment, he was your forever person and you were never letting him go.

He made you weak just as much as you made him weak.

It didn't matter how weak you made each other, as long as you both were able to be there for eachother to give the other the support, love and strength they'd need.

The soft rnb playlist playing in the back and you guys just enjoying a quiet dinner together.

It was a nice way to end the day.

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Love y'all

You weren't used to the fact this man saw a future with you and made you feel the way you did.

You were so used to being independent and expecting the worst in others that when he came around he scared you with how much he wanted to help you and care for you.

You didn't know what else to do expect for leave. You regretted it afterwards since you made the realisation that he was perfect in every other aspect, you just weren't ready yet.

He was smart, funny, handsome, financially stable and incredibly good in bed.

That last part was something that was the solidifying factor for you once he checked all the other boxes.

You remember how it is with him in bed.

The way his hard body would press against you. His dick pounding into you and hitting every pleasurable spot inside of you, the veins in his dick rubbing against your walls and making you feel things no one else had before.

You also liked the way he’d talk to you, especially when he’d talk you through your orgasms. It was if they were stronger each time he told you how much he loved feeling your pussy clench his dick and take his cum so deep.

Just the thought of it got you wet and that made you miss him a little more.

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You tried going out on other dates with some guys you’d meet out but they didn’t go so well. They either didn’t have an idea of what an actual date was or they were broke and made you pay for the dinners after acting like they forgot their wallet…after ordering foods that had no business getting.

You’d pay for yourself to avoid embarrassment and leave them at the table, making them call you and it would then lead to them cussing you out and calling you every name in the book.

You’d normally hang up the moment they’d call you out of your name.

You did try having hookups but they’d never match up to Ben.

They’d cum early and leave you barely buzzed. In fact some of the guys didn’t even get you as wet as Ben did and it would piss you off which would cause you to kick them out once their minute was up.

You wished you were able to have one more night with Ben just to get a good release. That’s what you told yourself.

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Unbeknownst to you, your ex had been keeping tabs on you, watching the types of losers that would take you out and act like they didn’t have their wallets or couldn’t even get you to scream like he would.

He knew you missed him but you weren’t going to be the one to call.

He knew he had to make the first move so that he could be in your presence again.

He was determined to be inside of you again. He was not going to miss that opportunity by waiting any longer.

As he thought that, he picked up his phone to send you a text.

Once it was sent, he waited and was met with the beautiful chime of his text notification.

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Ben:

You up?

After you saw that message come through, you knew what it meant. You wanted to feel offended because he was clearly wanting a booty-call but at the same time you wanted to take it as a sign.

You waited a few seconds and then responded.

Y/N:

My place or yours?

Not even a minute later and he said he’d meet you at your place in 30 minutes.

You wouldn’t lie and say you weren’t excited, but you were and it was because you knew he’d give you what you wanted.

You checked your phone again and made haste to clean up your place a little more, light some candles and get yourself showered and ready for your hookup.

Right now you were glad that you’d gotten waxed last week because you didn’t have to worry about shaving right now which would save you time in your preparations.

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As Ben got ready to met you, he made sure he showered, his nails were clean and clipped, and the rest of the things he’d need incase he’d end up staying at yours for the night…which he knew he’d end up doing.

Once he got everything and made sure he looked good just as much as he smelt good, he grabbed his keys, turned off the lights around his place and headed to the door to leave.

As he got outside, locking his front door and then making his way to his car, he couldn’t help but feel excited at what was about to happen.

He missed you and he knew that you missed him…maybe this little session you guys were going to have would make you realise that he was the one for you and no one else could take that place.

He’d got the car started, checked his mirrors and made sure the radio was on a good station before he began his journey to yours.

He was ready to see you again. Getting his dick wet was just an added bonus that he wasn’t going to let pass him by.

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Just as you were finished checking yourself in the mirror and spraying some body spray and perfume on, you heard the heavy knocks on your front door.

You were so excited that you did a little jump and squeal, your pussy getting a little wet as you thought about the activities that were to ensue.

You were brought back to reality when you heard the heavy knocks again.

“Come on cupcake. Open up” you heard his gruff voice come through the door, you could even picture the dumb smug look he’d have on his face.

Before he could knock again you made it to the front door and opened it just as his fist was raising again.

You stood up tall in front of your handsome ex.

On his face was that dumb smirk that would grace his face when he knew you were in the mood.

You saw his eyes briefly skim over you, taking in the silk robe you had covering your body. The light pink complimenting your brown skin.

You took the time to quickly look him over and it had you biting your lip before you moved out of the way to let him in.

As he passed you breathed in his cologne and watched his form enter your space.

You quickly turned back to lock your door and then follow behind your guest.

You were thankful that he’d taken his shoes off and placed his shoes near your shoe rack before making his way in your house further.

He turned to take you in a bit more, the low light and lit candles in your place adding to the sensual atmosphere you were creating.

He smelt the scent of the cinnamon, brown sugar and vanilla. This was one of his favourite scents.

It made him feel warm and he loved it whenever you would light them because he’d associate this scent with safety and warmth, everything he thought of when he pictured you.

You were his safe place and he hoped after tonight, you would realise that he was your home.

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The tension was thick between you both.

You'd offer him some water and watched him take a few gulps from the glass, watching the way his adams apple would bob up and down after each swallow.

You were seriously horny, you thought after thinking the way that he was drinking was so hot.

You waited for him to finish his glass before taking it back to the and then telling him he could go up to your room and get ready.

You heard him give you a grunt in response and turned in time to see him retreating to your bedroom.

You took a few quick breaths as you washed the glasses and placed them on the drying rack before drying your hands and shaking out any nerves you had in your body.

After calming down a bit, you made your way to your bedroom and got ready for what was about to happen.

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Upon enter your bedroom, you were met with the scent of weed.

There sat Ben, calmly inhaling a blunt and you would be a liar to say it didnt turn you on in the slightest.

The way his eyes would get hooded with a bit of red. The way hed take a pull as he watched you walk more into your room and began to spread his legs open a little more in the beanbag sort of chair you had in the corner of your room.

The low lights in the room were doing something to you as you watched him take a few more pulls before he motioned for you to come over to him.

As you slowly made your way over, you made sure to sway your hips a little more. You saw a nice cloud of smoke escaping his lips and his eyes zero in on the belt of your robe and saw his free hand grip his hardening dick through his pants before rubbing it down the rest of his leg.

As you got an arms distance away from him, he reached up and pulled the robe belt loose, watching as it opened to reveal a pretty soft pink lingerie set underneath.

That's new, he thought, his eyes signalling for you to continue removing your clothes.

You knew you had him a bit stuck at the sit of your set. You remembered how much he loved seeing you in your lacey sets and thought that he hadn't seen this one yet and wanted to give him a little surprise.

You watched as his eyes raked over your body, taking in every curve and melanated part.

He reached his hand out to give you the blunt he was smoking after taking one more puff.

He always thought it was sexy seeing you smoke, especially when you would shotgun it with him.

There was just something hot about the way in which you guys would let the smoke leave one person and enter the others mouth. You'd always look into eachothers eyes and it'd lead to a hot kiss that would then lead to sex.

He watched you take a few pulls, holding the smoke in before exhaling.

He could visibly see you relaxing and it had him smirking at you.

He took his eyes off of your face, his pupils dragging down your neck to your chest where he saw something glimmer and his eyes zeroed in on it.

It was the necklace he got you for your six month anniversary.

He felt his ego inflate a little more at the fact you still wore his jewelry.

After that thought, he continued to scan your body, moving on to staring at your breasts.

Missed holding those heavy globes in his large hands, so he leaned forward and placed both of his hands on to your legs, gently raising them and pulling you closer to his body.

His eyes stared up at you, hands rubbing over your thighs a little more, placing his face into your stomach, loving the way your skin felt against him, closing his eyes to take in the moment a little more.

After coming back to the present, he'd place his chin in to your stomach and turn to look up at you.

You could practically see the hearts in his eyes as he looked at you from that weird angle.

His hands began to raise up higher and finally grip your breasts under the lace.

He pulled you closer, causing you to straddle his lap, taking one more pull before blowing it in his face.

His eyes closed and took in your breathe dancing over his face.

His fingers danced over your shoulders a little before he took a strap and pulled it down, freeing one of your breasts before he started gropping the soft flesh.

You heard him release a soft grunt before taking down the other strap of you set and holding both luscious globes in his hand before placing his head in between them.

You knew what was coming next and couldn't stop laughing.

He began motor boating you and it lead to you giggling at the feeling a bit.

You knew he was nice and buzzed whenever he did this and you also knew it meant you were in for a good time.

He continued for a little more before he pulled back and started playing with one of your nipples, and taking the other nipple and placing it in to his mouth.

You breath got caught in your throat at the feeling of him sucking on your nipple a little more before he began to gently bit on it. As he did that, he would pull the other nipple and watch the way your face contorted at the sensation.

He could feel you getting turned on as you began to grind over his hard member that was still stuck under the confines of his jeans.

He'd groan every so often, having missed the feeling of having your supple breasts in his mouth.

Once you outed the blunt, you reached your hands between you both to unzip his pants, hands digging in to pull out one of the biggest dicks you'd seen and had the pleasure of having inside of you.

As you felt him push back into the chair, his eyes low and watching you as he released your breasts and enjoying the way the they slightly dropped from their weight. He bit his lip at the sight as well as the feel of your hands on his hard memeber.

He took his hands off of your body before, placing them behind his head and gave you a cheeky smile at the way you were staring down at him.

"Go ahead, babygirl. You know you want to" His voice had dropped an octave or two and it did give you a little shiver up your spine. You did miss the term coming from his mouth.

The other guys didn't sound the same.

"You know you missed having this fat cock in your mouth, baby. Why don't you get it nice and wet for me?" The smirk on his face had a hold on you and you did just what he wanted...

You got on your knees, gaining enough spit in your mouth before spitting it on to his tip before you started to pump his shaft.

you heard him release a deep sigh, his head falling forward to look deeper into your eyes, his hulking figure staring down at you.

As you leaned forward to place his thick dick in your mouth, you saw his head fall back and heard him let go a 'fuck me' into the air.

His hands reaching up from his sides to grab your faux locs, a style he loved seeing you with, in his hands and create a makeshift ponytail and direct your movements.

You braced yourself for the way he was about to have you choking and drooling on his dick.

"Get ready, baby. Time for some fun." You couldn't help but to get excited at the fact you knew he was going to fuck your throat raw for his own pleasure.

Maybe if you were lucky, you'd get to swallow a load of his cum before he gave you a couple of orgasms of your own.

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It was a few minutes after he took control, pulling his pants down before you got back to business and had you slobbering on his dick as if your life depended on it.

"FUCK! Suck that cock like you mean it, baby. Suck it like the good little bitch I know you are." That had your panties soaking.

The degradation was something you discovered was a kink of yours after a rough night with him. Boy was it unforgettable.

After a few more head bobs, you could tell he was getting close. The way his hands gripped your hair a little harder and he was hissing and groaning louder, his mouth never fully closing at the pleasure you were giving him in your knelt position.

"I'm gonna cum in your slut mouth and you better take it all, you hear me?" His eyes hard and face feral at the fact you were going to swallow his seed.

"You ready, babygirl? Ready to take all of my seed down that hot throat?" His hips started to pump up and meet your mouth at each bob down and you had to refrain yourself from pushing him back because you knew it would result in some handprints on the ass and as much as you liked that, you didn't want to waste tonight on that.

Tonight you just wanted to swallow some cum, get your back blown out and finally be satisfied after so long.

After one more thrust, he shoved his dick deep into your throat, forcing your head down into his pubic bone and into his short patch of hair.

You felt his dick pulsing into your mouth, enjoy the way he groaned and wouldn't release you.

"Swallow that cum baby. Don't let one drop out of that slut mouth." He finally settled back down into the chair and allowed you to breathe through your nose now atleast.

You waited for his last few pumps, pulling back on his dick and leaving the tip in your mouth and catching any remnants of his cum so you wouldn't be punished.

After getting the last few spurts, you pulled back, jack him a little more before looking up at him and waiting for his next instruction.

"Open that mouth." His voice came out deep and gravelly, a satisfied smile gracing his face as he saw that you swallowed everything.

He moved closer to you and gave you a sloppy kiss, tongues dancing and moans slipping through.

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After a few more kisses, Ben got up, bringing you with him and kicking his jeans off before he pushed you back on to the bed.

He ripped the garter belt and underwear you had on and stood over you before he started to jerk his cock a little, some precum dribbling out.

You layed back some more on to your bed and waited for him to climb on the bed and get to the pounding.

You waited for a minute and then heard your bathroom sink running.

You shot up and saw Ben in the bathroom before he came back out, shirt still on, pants off, dick swinging and drying his hands on the towel you had hanging on the back of the door.

You looked at him quizzically.

He caught the confused look on your face and said, "Gotta have clean hands before I touch that pussy, baby."

That was something you definitely loved about him. He made sure his hands were clean and he kept up with his hygiene especially for sex, something which the other losers before and after him would skim on and cause you to dry up.

As he got closer to you, he lifted his shirt over his head, giving you an eye full of his sculpted body, lightly covered in dark body hair.

You bit your lip and sat up more, your hands roaming his chest and down his happy trail and down to gripping his hard dick again.

His lustful gaze was on you and you kept the same eye contact, causing him to place his large hand on the side of your face and bend forward to give you another kiss before pushing you to lay down on to the bed.

Once he got you laying on your back completely, you felt him lift your legs and push them up to your head, feeling something wet land on your pussy lips.

You turned your gaze from looking at the ceiling to staring into the eyes of your ex as he slowly leaned down, tongue sticking out and lightly licking over your pussy.

Some of his hair fell into his eyes, steadily watching your face as he began to apply more pressure and suck on your clit.

He let out a deep groan, the vibrations causing you to shiver and causing your toes to curl a little bit.

He pulled back, one hand holding one of your legs up, taking his free hand and covering them in spit before rubbing them over your lips, circling your clit before dragging them down and insert one finger into your waiting hole.

"Still tight for me baby?" His thick finger curling in and out of you, watching the changes in your face before he slipped another finger in.

He felt the way you clenched his fingers.

Boy he couldn't wait to get inside of you again.

He missed the way your walls felt around him, sucking him in as if you didn't want him to leave.

He sped his fingers up, bringing his face down and starting to eat you out with more vigour.

He wanted to get you to cum at least twice before he inserted his hard cock into you.

With that thought in mind, he pulled back and took another deep breath before he got back to business and worked on getting your legs to shake a little more, hopefully getting you to cream on his thick digits.

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After he was able to pull three orgasms out of you, you had to take a break.

He loved getting you to cum on his tongue and forcing him to stop and give you a minute.

He had went to you kitchen, grabbed a glass and filled it with the filtered water you had in your fridge before bringing it back to you and getting you to sit up and take some sips.

"Come on baby. Gotta stay hydrated for me." The way his voice softened as he held the glass up to you mouth and watched you to make sure you weren't too far gone in the pleasure always gave you butterflies.

He cared to make sure you were ok to carry on, making sure you had a break and drank some fluids so that you didn't pass out, and it was something new to you when you guys first got together.

You watched him as he took the glass away from your lips, wiping the water droplets that slipped out and then took a sip from the water before placing it on your dresser near your bed.

He looked into your eyes again, checking if you were ok to continue.

Once you nodded your head he asked if you were ok, for verbal reassurance.

"Are you ok? Where are you right now?"

"Yes Ben. I'm here with you in my room." Once he heard you say that, he made you repeat your safe word and got a condom from out of the pack he brought with him.

"Ready to get the party started?" He asked, a devilish smirk on his face as he tore open the condom and rolled it over his dick before getting on the bed, resting between your legs and tapping your clit with his dick.

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He had you on your back legs in the air, one knee up and delivering deep strokes in to your wet pussy.

"Fuck! I missed this tight hole baby. Missed it so much." He looked down at you as he said this, watching as your face morphed into one of pleasure.

"Open those eyes, pretty girl. Let me see them." He said gruffly as he pushed back to see if you would listen to his command.

After a few more strokes he saw that your eyes were still closed tight.

He brought his right hand up your throat before closing it, applying a little pressure and blocking your airways slightly.

"I said open your eyes, slut." Each stroke going deeper and the pressure around your neck adding to your high.

There was one particularly sharp thrust that had your eyes popping open, arms reaching up and grabbing the forearm of the hand that was gripping your throat.

Straggled moans were being pumped out of you, as you watched Ben's face get harder at the feeling of your pussy clenching his cock, sucking him in deeper each time.

He let out a deep groan, hips faltering and his grip on your neck weakening before he fell forwards, landing on you slightly and delivering some more hard thrusts.

His hands bunched up in the sheet near you head, you almost suffocating under him but so close to your orgasm.

"I can feel you squeezing me baby. Give me what I want and cum on this dick, baby girl. Cum on your dick." At those words it was as if a blinding white light had enclosed around you and you couldn't do anything to stop the earth shattering orgasm that he gave you.

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You guys went a few more rounds and changed positions.

You did missionary, doggy, cowgirl, spread eagle and you were now in your last position, the pretzel.

He had you laying on your back, one leg trapped under him as he held the other up.

You told him he could take his condom off for this one since you knew you were on birthcontrol and both of you did say you got checked and were clean once you suggested he take the rubber off.

Boy was he happy.

Feeling your velvety walls without that extra barrier. He felt like he was in heaven every time he'd push in and pull back out.

As he got into the grove of the new position, he couldn't help but play with your nipples before bringing his hand back down to play with your clit.

He could feel you starting to clench his dick again, your legs displaying a slight tremor each time he went deeper and your clit would brush against his strong body.

He threw his head back before take a deep inhale through the nose and turning to look into your eyes that were on him as he exhaled, trying to control himself so he didn't cum before you did.

Watching him above you, brought you a little closer and then he started to talk to you.

"You like having my dick inside of you dont you princess? Missed having me fill you up?" His voice deep. The baritone sending more tingles up your spine.

"I know I missed cuming in this pussy," a deep stroke penetrating you, "my pussy" he said sending another deep stroke your way.

"It's my pussy still, isn't it baby girl? No one else can make you cum like I can, can they baby?" You were about to respond but it got caught in your throat as his speed began to increase, repeatedly hitting your spot.

" Tell me it's still my puss baby girl. Tell me know one else makes you feel like I can" He demanded as his stance changed to putting you in spread eagle, both legs up and him pounding into you deeper and harder, eyes never leaving yours.

"Tell me." Your eyes rolled back and before you knew it, you felt a little slap across your face.

It brought you back and you saw his sweat face in front of you.

Jaw clenched and pupils blown out as he watched you.

" I said, tell me i'm the only one that can make you feel like this, slut." His voice, if possible had gotten deeper and it was bringing you closer to the edge.

"Yo- You're th-the o-nly one tha-that c-ca-n m-m-make m-eee feel l-ike thi-this b-aby." You stuttered out. His thrusts getting harder and hitting you just were you needed them to.

As you felt the coil tighten inside of you, you saw the switch inside of him flip.

"I'm gonna cum in this pussy. Make it mine forever" He said, his voice sounding husky, "Letting everine know who you belong to as you carry my seed."

You both knew you were on birth control but there was just something about him wanting to get you pregnant that turned you on more and had you getting wetter.

"Oh you like that baby? Want me to pump you full of my cum? Wanna have my babies?" His smug look returning each time he felt you clench around him harder.

"Yea. F-ill m-m-eee u-up ba-baby. Gi-give it t-o m-m-mee." At your final words, your orgasm snuck up on you and caused your body to shake.

He watched as you shook, your words and movements triggering his own orgasm.

He gave you few more strokes and then forced himself deeper inside of you, letting you feel all of his cum pump into you.

He felt his balls contracting some more before they finally stopped and was able to pull out from the warm, tight, heaven that was between your legs.

"Show me the money shot baby girl. Give me what I want." He said, some heavy breathing being done to catch your breaths and him pulling back to watch the way his cum began to fall out of you.

He used two finger to scoop up the blob and push it back into you, you gripping his hand to let him know you were sensitive.

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After he got his fill of the sight, he moved up from the bed, picked you up, and made his way to your bathroom, where he placed you on the toilet and had you go before he began making your bath.

You watched him fill the tub with the bubble bath you liked and waited for you to finish.

He helped you to stand uo so you could wash your hands before leading you into the tub, where he got in behind you and you guys gentle washed eachother.

"I know we've been over for a few months but no one compares to you." You heard him say gently from behind you.

"They don't smile like you, smell like you or even make me laugh the way you would." You felt the same way as him. No one was doing what he could.

"Hell, must of them can't even have sex like we do..." He paused, turning you around to face him and in that moment you realised that maybe all you wanted was him, just like he knew all he wanted was you.

"All I want is you now." He said, staring deep into your eyes with the same intensity as you were to him.

Maybe you guys could try again, you thought as he brought a warm hand forward to pull you in and give you a passion filled kiss.

That kiss let you know that he was the one that you wouldn't be able to replace and for him, it let him know you were ready to try again.

Well take it slow, you both thought before sitting and enjoying eachothers company in the warm bath.

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You guys got there at a good time. The sun wasn't too hot, it wasn't too crowded and you guys were able to find a good place to set up.

At first you guys sat out and enjoyed the view, him setting up your spot and you reading one of the books that you recently began.

You'd catch him taking glimpse of you whenever you put your book down to watch the waves wash up on shore and go back.

Once he got everything sorted, you guys put sunscreen on each other as the sun began to raise a bit more and was settling in more above you both.

You guys chilled a bit more on the sand before you decided you wanted to take a plunge in the water.

You had on a black two piece that he had picked out for you during one of your shopping trips and he had on a pair of black swim trunks. It was almost like you guys were matching because of the colour schemes.

You admired his dark and strong physique, with its light layer of hair that had you wanting to run your hands over his chest every chance you could.

You also loved the way he looked with his shades on, making him look more intimidating and sexy.

"Come on, handsome" You reached out for his relaxed form, "time to get in the water." You said with a small smile on your face.

As he reached up to your outstretched hand, he playfully tugged you, causing you guys to fall back and him catch you in his arms.

He chuckled at the way you squeaked from the surprise. You fussed a bit before he silenced you with a soft kiss which left you a little breathless and with a stupid grin on your face.

After the cutesy moment, you both got up, brushed any sand which got stuck on your bodies and took off the extra pieces of attire you had on, such as both of you guys sunglasses and your beach hat.

He waited for you to secure your things, grabbed your hand and walked down to the water with you in tow.

After you guys got in, you had a few water fights and then had a sweet moment which was you holding on to him, legs wrapped around his waist as he slowly walked further into the water.

This allowed for you to stare at his face little more. You felt his hands gently grip your thighs and he'd look up and smile at you every so often, enjoying the view of you and the beautiful blue sea which surrounded you both.

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After having spent more time in the sea and then going back onto shore and having some snacks that he'd brought with him, you guys decided to call it a day, especially since it started to get a bit more busy and a bit too hot.

After using the outside shower near the car park, you guys got in the car, towels gracing the seats and windows down to enjoy the nice breeze.

You reminded Trevante that he had clothes over at your places so that he could stay at yours for the night, telling him that he had everything he needed for a shower, after he said he'd go back to his place to shower and then come back to you.

Once you guys got in and situated, making sure that all the stuff you took on the beach didn't have any sand that could be dragged in and then took whatever need to go in the wash to the laundry room.

After making sure that everything was in the proper place, you walked over to him and you both got into your bathroom for a nice and needed shower.

You rinsed your swimsuits and then washed both of your bodies off. It was an intimate moment as you washed eachothers hair, then lathered each others bodies.

It was nice for the both of you as you were able to be intimate without it having to be sexual.

After you both got out and dried off, him helping you take care of your washday routine with helping you to detangle and cornrow your hair back before you got to moisturising yourselves.

You'd give eachother side glances and then small smiles after.

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You guys had decided to just relax on the couch and order in some pizza whilst spending the rest of the day just watching movies.

After the pizza got there, you picked the new movie, which happened to be one of your favourite movies, 'The Princess and the Frog'.

Trevante watched as you sang along to the songs, knowing how much you loved the music of this movie.

It wasn't until the 'Ma Belle Evangeline' song came on that he couldn't take his eyes off of you and felt a pounding in his heart that made him sit back a little and think.

In his own world, you turned to him as you noticed he wasn't answering your question of if he wanted more pizza.

You leaned in, eyebrows furrowed as he stared on in space.

"Tre?" You asked softly, waving your hand in his face a little to try and bring him back.

"huh?" He responded after you called out for him a few more times.

"Where were you?" You asked with a small laugh, your eyes staring into his deep and dark ones.

He got stuck looking into yours and then he had to say it.

"I love you."

Your breath got caught in your throat, surprised to hear those words come out of his mouth.

You know you've been dating for a few months and you both were feeling eachother, you just never thought it would've been him to say those words first.

As he looked at you, he could tell that it was a lot for you and decide to speak up in hopes of calming you down.

"It's ok if you don't say it now but i felt like this was the right time for me to say it to you..." He paused for a bit and looked in your eyes before continuing, "You're my Evangeline"

You wanted to cry and the tears were welling up as he not only said the four letter word but also made a reference to one of your favourite movies.

He leaned in to kiss you and you pushed forward to kiss him back.

You pulled back and asked if he was sure he felt that way and if he didn't want to be anywhere else besides with you and watching a Disney movie, almost as if you couldn't believe that he felt that way and was saying those things.

"Of course i'm sure." His voice came out softly, your eyes still glossed over and the movie forgotten in the back.

After hearing that, you couldn't help the fact that that was the push you needed to say the words back to him.

"I love you too, Tre."

You leaned in and kissed him again, this time you could feel the difference in the kiss as you both gripped the others face so that the other wouldn't pull away.

As you pulled away, he uttered an 'i love you so much', and then "I'm glad that i'm here with you, baby. There's no place i'd rather be and no one else i'd rather be with." His velvety voice spoke.

You felt the butterflies in your stomach and couldn't help the way you were grinning so hard from his statement.

'One more kiss' you thought as you went in and gave him another passion filled lipsing before turning back to watching the movie.

He placed another kiss to your temple, reaching his hand behind you to grip your arm and pull you into his side for a sweet cuddle.

Today was a good day. You both thought as you both turned back to the watching the movie, small slivers of smiles gracing your faces.

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He didn’t know what to expect when he actually met you. 

He’d heard from others that you were down to earth but he figured that that would change because it seemed like all the famous peoples hes met or have had encounters with have all been jerks or just distant and cold when it comes to being social.

When he did get to meet you, you completely caught his attention more so than before, when he didn’t know you at all.

You were the whole package.

He’d met you through a mutual friend you guys had.

The same day you guys were introduced, he made it his mission to get you to go out with him but one thing was holding him back, himself.

Trevante was nervous.

He wasn’t too sure that you’d be interested but when he told his friend that he had a crush on you, they’d hatch a plan to get you with him at the next get together.

At a dinner party things went in to motion.

Trevante had gone outside for a little fresh air on the patio whilst you had gone to the bathroom.

When you returned, you were told by your mutual friend that Trevante was asking for you and wanted to talk to you about something.

You admit, it was strange because yea you guys have small conversations here and there but never alone fully.

But you decided to bite and made your way out on the patio to see what he wanted.

The mutual friend (Tom, Trevante’s long time friend and a cast member to you) along with his girlfriend (Sarah) would do everything they could to make sure you guys weren’t interrupted.

Trevante figured this was the plan Tom had and just got over any initial jitters he had when he saw you making your way out of the sliding door.

It worked because here you guys were. Out at a little Christmas lights festival grounds.

It was almost too good to be true if he was to be completely honest. 

He felt like something could go wrong at any moment and it could mess up his chances to take you out again or to just have you around, in his presence so he could soak up that beautiful energy you always dragged along with you.

You hadn’t noticed the worry and anxiousness until you guys got to a quieter area of the lights.

You thought he was going to be talking to you a bit more ( considering you guys always have small conversations when you’re around friends ) 

but now it was different.

You turned to look at him and see he was paying more attention to the ground then to the lights.

“What’s so cool down there?” You’d ask in a playful tone.

He’d quickly turn to you and give you a brief smile before awkwardly chuckling.

“Huh? Oh nothin just, just uh thinkin” He came off a little colder than expected but you tried to say it was all in your head.

“About?” You were someone that always wanted to know what was going on in other people’s minds. As tonight would have it, knowing what was occupying his mind was on the top of your list.

He’d nervously chuckle and try to brush it off but you wouldn’t let that happen.

You began to think maybe he wasn’t that interested in you or maybe he thought you weren’t as interesting on your own.

As he tried to continue walking forward, you’d stop a little behind him to see if he’d notice.

He got a good 3 or 4 steps in front of you before he realised you weren’t near him.

He turned to see you standing behind him, the lights shining on your skin and making you look even more angelic and making him more nervous as he thought how was he so lucky you agreed to come to see some Christmas lights with such an average guy.

“Did I do something?” You ask a little impatiently. “Am I not what you expected or what?” 

“Wha-what are you talking about?“ he’d ask as he walked back to you, both of you now standing face-to-face.

“It’s just that you seem uninterested.” Your head turned away from his intense gaze. Your voice quieter near the end of the sentence.

He was quiet for a second, well he thought it was a second.

To you it felt like longer and you didn’t want to stand there awkwardly while he tried to come up with something.

“We can just call it a night if you want. I don’t want to waste your time any longer than I probably have.” You response to the silence caught his attention and before you could attempt to turn away and make your way back to the entrance of the festival grounds, he’d stop you.

He grabbed your elbow softly before turning you back to looking at him completely.

He’d let out a sigh before looking you in your eyes that he deemed were more beautiful than diamonds and pearls.

“Listen,” He was trying to think of the best way to say everything and not sound weird or anything.

“Hey, I ain’t goin hold you. We can just go.” You’d cut him off to avoid some sad story. Always one to jump to conclusions.

You couldn’t help it. Even though you were famous now, you still had a fear when it came to romantic partners and how they viewed you, to an extent. You’d always want to be the one to end it as a way to avoid rejection rather than allowing them to end it. 

So that’s how you were taking his behaviour. Him slowly rejecting the idea of continuing with you and possibly actually getting into a relationship.

“No. I-It’s nothing like that” he’d pause before looking away and then back to your face and see the faked facial expression that was plastered on it. You were trying to hide your hurt and he didn’t know he was causing this until now.

“I-” before he could get his words out, you’d cut him off again.

“Dude. It’s ok.” You said with a tight smile and it not reaching your eyes.

“We can just g-” You we’re cut off by his lips being pressed against yours.

You hadn’t realised his eyes had moved down to your lips until then and you began to melt a little into it before he pulled away, you almost following him as he separated from you.

“Just listen.” He said with a chuckle, releasing a breath.

You were still in a light daze from having felt his lush, soft limps press against yours so gently but with a purpose at the same time.

You nodded and but your bottom lip to keep you quiet.

“It’s not you. You did nothing wrong, in fact you’re perfect and I know that I’ve been quiet but I reassure you that you did nothing wrong.” He said quickly and had to stop himself so he could say what he had to say carefully.

You looked into his deep eyes again, waiting for him to continue. Your haze clearing and focus now on him at the seriousness coming from his voice.

“I’m nervous.”

You looked at him quizzically, again waiting for him to continue with what he’s attempting to say.

When he looked at you and didn’t say anything you asked “nervous? Why?” 

You couldn’t understand how this hunk of a man was nervous. He was good looking, smelt incredible, had beautiful personality and a great aura about him that made him appear even more god-like than you thought would ever be possible. 

“Because you’re you and I’m me.” He begin to say. 

To him, you were completely out of his league and he didn’t want to disappoint you or waste your time.

“It’s not us infront of our friends or anything. It’s just us right here, right now”- he’d say, bringing his hands down from your elbow, pulling them out of your coat pocket and holding your smaller hands in his larger ones, occasionally squeezing them lightly- “and I don’t want to mess up because you might not want to see me again once you’ve spent this time with me.” 

You felt warm on the inside knowing you had this affect on him.

“I’m nervous that this date is gonna be our first, and our last, because you might think how basic it is of me to bring you here but I remembered you saying how much you wanted to go and see Christmas lights and this popped up and it has a lot of the things you were mentioning and even food stalls, which I was going to take you to after to try some of the cookies because you said you really like the sug-” He was rambling.

It was you that leaned forward to kiss him this time.

When you pulled back you saw his stunned expression and you couldn’t help but let a giggle out, wondering if this was how you looked when he did it to you.

“What was that for?” He couldn’t believe you did that. Obviously he couldn’t believe he did it to you at first and you didnt slap him in return but he totally hadn’t been expecting you to kiss him. 

“To let you know that you have nothing to be nervous about.” Your face was lit up like the display you both were infront of, a smile ghosting over your lips as you softly bit them to keep from laughing at his behaviour but to also stop yourself from saying anything that may ruin the moment had you let the laugh slip. 

His face morphed from shocked to elated.

“Really?” A massive grin now placed on his facial features. 

“Yup” Popping the ‘p’, you couldn’t help it this time to let a small chuckle out at the way he was still trying to process what had just happened. 

“Bu-”

“This has been the best first date I’ve ever had. Not only did you remember I wanted to do something and incorporated it, you also put a lot of thought into it.” This time you were squeezing his hands lightly swaying them because it was just so cute and you didn’t know what to do with yourself in this situation but that. 

“ Yea it’s not extravagant, but it’s the thought that counts. Trust me when I say I would rather be here than in some stuffyrestaurantt, being bombarded every couple of minutes.”

He couldn’t believe you said that.

“You sure you don’t want to go somewhere fancier? I know with you being a celebrity that this seems so mundane compared to going to those big parties and stuff.” He just wanted to make sure you weren’t just saying this to make him feel better.

“Trust me. I might like being an actress but it’s not everyday that I want to be surrounded in tight spaces with other people networking and promoting.” That silly grin still etched into both of your faces.

“I’ve missed doing things like this and not being worried about paparazzi following me or having to wear heels, which are a torture device if you ask me, and skin tight dresses blah blah blah.”

“This was perfect and I’m glad you told me how you’re feeling because we’re both able to fix it now and we can continue with our date and not worry about if one of us is bored or not interested.” You expressed to him again.

“I’m very happy. I’m very happy right here, right now with just you and I,  Ok?” You asked softly. Leaning in slightly, you wanted another kiss and he could tell by the signs.

So he’d look down from your genuine eyes to your full lips, nodding his head before saying “Ok.” and completing the distance between you both to place another gentle but determined kiss on your mouth.

When you guys seperated you couldnt help but have that big smile on your face as you felt your cheeks and the tips of your ears warming up.

“Fantastic. Now take me to one of those food stalls you mentioned. I could go for a sugar cookie.” You both relaxed and had been holding eachothers hands still, him now swinging them back and forth and you smiling at the way he felt the same and was carrying on with motion you started. 

“Right this way ma’am.” He’d release one of your hands before extending it to the direction in front of him, bending slightly as if bowing to you and you couldn’t help but laugh at this funny behaviour you’ve grown fond of to return.

“Why thank you, Sir.” You’d say, giving him a smallish curtsy, returning the same loose and silly energy he was now gracing you with. “Wonder what you have planned for our next date”

His eyebrows raised at your query. “Next date?”, he’d repeat, coming to stand more so behind you as you guys approached the line infront of the food stall selling the sugar cookies you had wanted. His big stature giving off a nice heat to you from behind and making you feel protected as you guys took steps up each time people got their treats and moved out of the line.

“Yea,” You’d say, leaning back into him slightly, you’d pull his hand over your shoulder and look into his eyes as you’d somewhat turned your head back to him.”You think I wouldn’t be expecting another date when you kissed me the way you just did? You must be out of your mind to think I’m not gonna be up for anything else you have planned.” You were almost next in line so your head turned back to the front and looked at the options from the stalls and thought about which one you wanted.

“Well…” he’d start off jokingly.

“Just a heads up, I’ve never gone to see the fireworks with anyone other than family and I heard they are really pretty around this time.” A cheeky grin smeared on your face as you turned to give him a wink before the person behind the stall divider called out ‘next!’

He’d let out a chuckle before shaking his head, making a mental note to take you to see the fireworks for a New Years date.

He watched as you got both of you some cookies and stepped in before you could give the vendor your money.

 He was going to pay.

After having spent the rest of the night talking and doing other small activities around the festive grounds, he began to plan another date, one that was more sophisticated before trying to set up something before New Years, which he already knew what you wanted to do but he was still going to try his best and add more value to it.

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You had this thought as you watched him flirt with the woman he’s been dating for a few months now, during one of Starks famous parties.

The two looking so cosy on the long couch placed in the open space of the Tower, his boisterous laughter could be heard and you wonder which joke or story he repeated and what she said for him to do that laugh. You wonder what jokes they had between them after being around eachother for such a time.

It didn’t help that it was Valentine’s Day either.

The day of love. In your case, another day, of another year, being single.

All the couples, hearts, chocolates and various shades of red, pinks and white surrounded you.

You couldn’t help but watch as her hand would lightly slap his bicep which was covered by that burgundy shirt you’d gotten him one day as you thought about how he said he didn’t have many formal shirts. The ones you have seen, didn’t do his skin much justice but this one did and it kind of annoyed you to see her rubbing his firm arm over the fabric that you knew felt soft.

You couldn’t lie and say it didn’t make you a little jealous but you were able to grab the next glass of champagne that passed your way on the tray.

Letting out a quick thank you to the man carrying the black tray covered in glasses filled with the bubbly alcoholic beverage, you gulped back the drink before making your way further way from Sam and his boo, heading in the direction of the bar.

I need a drink, you thought, even though you just chugged a couple more glasses of champagne before you reached the bar and were able to sit.

As you sat, you began to think about when this crush developed. You couldn’t pin point an exact moment but you remember how during one of your friendly catch up lunches, you’d began to stare at him a little longer and would find any reason to touch him or mess with him.

It was weird and you couldn’t stop thinking about it.

You turned back and saw them get up and leave the area to probably go back to his area for a quick session based on the way his eyes were looking and the look on her face.

She caught your eyes and gave you a playful wink as she grabbed your friend by his shirt collar and made a beeline for the elevator.

You turned back around and was met with Natasha staring back at you, her smirk gracing her lips but you held your hand out at her and looked down at the whisky in the glass she had placed in front of you that you gladly took.

“Want to t-”

“No.” You’d cut her off. Voice slightly harsh before you let out a silent apology and she tapped your shoulder as an acceptance.

“Ok.” She’d nod back and take a step back, filling your glass again, moving around the bar to go to some other attendees, slightly keeping a close eye on you.

“Thanks.” You said, raising the glass and tipping it to her before downing the liquor.

Your mind wondered back to the melanated man that was just taken out of the room

The way he projected dominance but he also had a gentle side to him that came out whenever he found the chance.

The way his face looked, you couldn’t explain it but it was as if he was made of the finest marble but his features weren’t so sharp. He was smooth but hard, depending on how you approached him and the situation he was in.

The way his skin was a deep ebony. You imagined he would take his time messaging in his cocoa butter and applying a little body oil to give him that subtle glow he’d have whenever the sun hit, causing him to appear even more good like than before.

You remember telling him about the trick that helped you stay moisturised a little longer, especially during winter. He laughed and asked if that was the reason you took longer to get ready but when you started to notice a little more gleam to his appearance you asked and he’d admit shyly he may have took your tip and used it.

You couldn’t help but giggle once the memory popped in your head. The look on his face was on of those looks kids might give you, as if to say he’d been caught red handed.

You just shock your head and got another drink, Natasha watching to the side as you continued to drown your sorrows.

There was just something about him.

- - - - -

As you sat and drank, you’d have more thoughts about the nights you’d be up with Sam, talking about any and everything.

Sometimes those talks lead to talking about his flavours of the week or him trying to set you up with someone whenever he could. It was just weird how you could get lost in his deep eyes and the tone of his voice. Almost like he had you in a trance but when he started trying to hook you up with someone, it’s like cold water was dashed into you in the middle of winter.

You knew he wasn’t picking up on the subtle touches or the brief looks you’d give him but you also feared if you spoke up about your attraction that it would be met with rejection and a change in your dynamics.

You didn’t want to lose him. So you kept quiet.

That meant you had to still play the role of wing-woman and he, wing-man.

You were expected to be his shoulder to cry on when he needed but you tried hard not to do such a thing towards him.

Those movie nights, lunch dates, game nights, whatever you did before you noticed you had feelings all felt different now and you were trying so hard not to change anything else because you always looked forward to those days.

You wanted him to have someone and you thought those heart to heart moments you’d both share would lead to him releasing what you did…

But life doesn’t work that way.

- - - - -

You watched as the couple returned, looking slightly “happier” than before. She was still feeling up on him and whispering in his ear, placing kisses all over him and him the same.

As you watched, you came to the conclusion that you were in love with your friend Sam.

You wanted it to be you he ended up with but watching him be so happy with someone else was a double edged sword.

You were happy that he was happy but sad that it wasn’t with you…

Guess that’s one of the downsides of being in love.

It could be unrequited…

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You had this thought as you watched him flirt with the woman he’s been dating for a few months now, during one of Starks famous parties.

The two looking so cosy on the long couch placed in the open space of the Tower, his boisterous laughter could be heard and you wonder which joke or story he repeated and what she said for him to do that laugh. You wonder what jokes they had between them after being around eachother for such a time.

It didn’t help that it was Valentine’s Day either.

The day of love. In your case, another day, of another year, being single.

All the couples, hearts, chocolates and various shades of red, pinks and white surrounded you.

You couldn’t help but watch as her hand would lightly slap his bicep which was covered by that burgundy shirt you’d gotten him one day as you thought about how he said he didn’t have many formal shirts. The ones you have seen, didn’t do his skin much justice but this one did and it kind of annoyed you to see her rubbing his firm arm over the fabric that you knew felt soft.

You couldn’t lie and say it didn’t make you a little jealous but you were able to grab the next glass of champagne that passed your way on the tray.

Letting out a quick thank you to the man carrying the black tray covered in glasses filled with the bubbly alcoholic beverage, you gulped back the drink before making your way further way from Sam and his boo, heading in the direction of the bar.

I need a drink, you thought, even though you just chugged a couple more glasses of champagne before you reached the bar and were able to sit.

As you sat, you began to think about when this crush developed. You couldn’t pin point an exact moment but you remember how during one of your friendly catch up lunches, you’d began to stare at him a little longer and would find any reason to touch him or mess with him.

It was weird and you couldn’t stop thinking about it.

You turned back and saw them get up and leave the area to probably go back to his area for a quick session based on the way his eyes were looking and the look on her face.

She caught your eyes and gave you a playful wink as she grabbed your friend by his shirt collar and made a beeline for the elevator.

You turned back around and was met with Natasha staring back at you, her smirk gracing her lips but you held your hand out at her and looked down at the whisky in the glass she had placed in front of you that you gladly took.

“Want to t-”

“No.” You’d cut her off. Voice slightly harsh before you let out a silent apology and she tapped your shoulder as an acceptance.

“Ok.” She’d nod back and take a step back, filling your glass again, moving around the bar to go to some other attendees, slightly keeping a close eye on you.

“Thanks.” You said, raising the glass and tipping it to her before downing the liquor.

Your mind wondered back to the melanated man that was just taken out of the room

The way he projected dominance but he also had a gentle side to him that came out whenever he found the chance.

The way his face looked, you couldn’t explain it but it was as if he was made of the finest marble but his features weren’t so sharp. He was smooth but hard, depending on how you approached him and the situation he was in.

The way his skin was a deep ebony. You imagined he would take his time messaging in his cocoa butter and applying a little body oil to give him that subtle glow he’d have whenever the sun hit, causing him to appear even more good like than before.

You remember telling him about the trick that helped you stay moisturised a little longer, especially during winter. He laughed and asked if that was the reason you took longer to get ready but when you started to notice a little more gleam to his appearance you asked and he’d admit shyly he may have took your tip and used it.

You couldn’t help but giggle once the memory popped in your head. The look on his face was on of those looks kids might give you, as if to say he’d been caught red handed.

You just shock your head and got another drink, Natasha watching to the side as you continued to drown your sorrows.

There was just something about him.

- - - - -

As you sat and drank, you’d have more thoughts about the nights you’d be up with Sam, talking about any and everything.

Sometimes those talks lead to talking about his flavours of the week or him trying to set you up with someone whenever he could. It was just weird how you could get lost in his deep eyes and the tone of his voice. Almost like he had you in a trance but when he started trying to hook you up with someone, it’s like cold water was dashed into you in the middle of winter.

You knew he wasn’t picking up on the subtle touches or the brief looks you’d give him but you also feared if you spoke up about your attraction that it would be met with rejection and a change in your dynamics.

You didn’t want to lose him. So you kept quiet.

That meant you had to still play the role of wing-woman and he, wing-man.

You were expected to be his shoulder to cry on when he needed but you tried hard not to do such a thing towards him.

Those movie nights, lunch dates, game nights, whatever you did before you noticed you had feelings all felt different now and you were trying so hard not to change anything else because you always looked forward to those days.

You wanted him to have someone and you thought those heart to heart moments you’d both share would lead to him releasing what you did…

But life doesn’t work that way.

- - - - -

You watched as the couple returned, looking slightly “happier” than before. She was still feeling up on him and whispering in his ear, placing kisses all over him and him the same.

As you watched, you came to the conclusion that you were in love with your friend Sam.

You wanted it to be you he ended up with but watching him be so happy with someone else was a double edged sword.

You were happy that he was happy but sad that it wasn’t with you…

Guess that’s one of the downsides of being in love.

It could be unrequited…

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He didn’t know what to expect when he actually met you. 

He’d heard from others that you were down to earth but he figured that that would change because it seemed like all the famous peoples hes met or have had encounters with have all been jerks or just distant and cold when it comes to being social.

When he did get to meet you, you completely caught his attention more so than before, when he didn’t know you at all.

You were the whole package.

He’d met you through a mutual friend you guys had.

The same day you guys were introduced, he made it his mission to get you to go out with him but one thing was holding him back, himself.

Trevante was nervous.

He wasn’t too sure that you’d be interested but when he told his friend that he had a crush on you, they’d hatch a plan to get you with him at the next get together.

At a dinner party things went in to motion.

Trevante had gone outside for a little fresh air on the patio whilst you had gone to the bathroom.

When you returned, you were told by your mutual friend that Trevante was asking for you and wanted to talk to you about something.

You admit, it was strange because yea you guys have small conversations here and there but never alone fully.

But you decided to bite and made your way out on the patio to see what he wanted.

The mutual friend (Tom, Trevante’s long time friend and a cast member to you) along with his girlfriend (Sarah) would do everything they could to make sure you guys weren’t interrupted.

Trevante figured this was the plan Tom had and just got over any initial jitters he had when he saw you making your way out of the sliding door.

It worked because here you guys were. Out at a little Christmas lights festival grounds.

It was almost too good to be true if he was to be completely honest. 

He felt like something could go wrong at any moment and it could mess up his chances to take you out again or to just have you around, in his presence so he could soak up that beautiful energy you always dragged along with you.

You hadn’t noticed the worry and anxiousness until you guys got to a quieter area of the lights.

You thought he was going to be talking to you a bit more ( considering you guys always have small conversations when you’re around friends ) 

but now it was different.

You turned to look at him and see he was paying more attention to the ground then to the lights.

“What’s so cool down there?” You’d ask in a playful tone.

He’d quickly turn to you and give you a brief smile before awkwardly chuckling.

“Huh? Oh nothin just, just uh thinkin” He came off a little colder than expected but you tried to say it was all in your head.

“About?” You were someone that always wanted to know what was going on in other people’s minds. As tonight would have it, knowing what was occupying his mind was on the top of your list.

He’d nervously chuckle and try to brush it off but you wouldn’t let that happen.

You began to think maybe he wasn’t that interested in you or maybe he thought you weren’t as interesting on your own.

As he tried to continue walking forward, you’d stop a little behind him to see if he’d notice.

He got a good 3 or 4 steps in front of you before he realised you weren’t near him.

He turned to see you standing behind him, the lights shining on your skin and making you look even more angelic and making him more nervous as he thought how was he so lucky you agreed to come to see some Christmas lights with such an average guy.

“Did I do something?” You ask a little impatiently. “Am I not what you expected or what?” 

“Wha-what are you talking about?“ he’d ask as he walked back to you, both of you now standing face-to-face.

“It’s just that you seem uninterested.” Your head turned away from his intense gaze. Your voice quieter near the end of the sentence.

He was quiet for a second, well he thought it was a second.

To you it felt like longer and you didn’t want to stand there awkwardly while he tried to come up with something.

“We can just call it a night if you want. I don’t want to waste your time any longer than I probably have.” You response to the silence caught his attention and before you could attempt to turn away and make your way back to the entrance of the festival grounds, he’d stop you.

He grabbed your elbow softly before turning you back to looking at him completely.

He’d let out a sigh before looking you in your eyes that he deemed were more beautiful than diamonds and pearls.

“Listen,” He was trying to think of the best way to say everything and not sound weird or anything.

“Hey, I ain’t goin hold you. We can just go.” You’d cut him off to avoid some sad story. Always one to jump to conclusions.

You couldn’t help it. Even though you were famous now, you still had a fear when it came to romantic partners and how they viewed you, to an extent. You’d always want to be the one to end it as a way to avoid rejection rather than allowing them to end it. 

So that’s how you were taking his behaviour. Him slowly rejecting the idea of continuing with you and possibly actually getting into a relationship.

“No. I-It’s nothing like that” he’d pause before looking away and then back to your face and see the faked facial expression that was plastered on it. You were trying to hide your hurt and he didn’t know he was causing this until now.

“I-” before he could get his words out, you’d cut him off again.

“Dude. It’s ok.” You said with a tight smile and it not reaching your eyes.

“We can just g-” You we’re cut off by his lips being pressed against yours.

You hadn’t realised his eyes had moved down to your lips until then and you began to melt a little into it before he pulled away, you almost following him as he separated from you.

“Just listen.” He said with a chuckle, releasing a breath.

You were still in a light daze from having felt his lush, soft limps press against yours so gently but with a purpose at the same time.

You nodded and but your bottom lip to keep you quiet.

“It’s not you. You did nothing wrong, in fact you’re perfect and I know that I’ve been quiet but I reassure you that you did nothing wrong.” He said quickly and had to stop himself so he could say what he had to say carefully.

You looked into his deep eyes again, waiting for him to continue. Your haze clearing and focus now on him at the seriousness coming from his voice.

“I’m nervous.”

You looked at him quizzically, again waiting for him to continue with what he’s attempting to say.

When he looked at you and didn’t say anything you asked “nervous? Why?” 

You couldn’t understand how this hunk of a man was nervous. He was good looking, smelt incredible, had beautiful personality and a great aura about him that made him appear even more god-like than you thought would ever be possible. 

“Because you’re you and I’m me.” He begin to say. 

To him, you were completely out of his league and he didn’t want to disappoint you or waste your time.

“It’s not us infront of our friends or anything. It’s just us right here, right now”- he’d say, bringing his hands down from your elbow, pulling them out of your coat pocket and holding your smaller hands in his larger ones, occasionally squeezing them lightly- “and I don’t want to mess up because you might not want to see me again once you’ve spent this time with me.” 

You felt warm on the inside knowing you had this affect on him.

“I’m nervous that this date is gonna be our first, and our last, because you might think how basic it is of me to bring you here but I remembered you saying how much you wanted to go and see Christmas lights and this popped up and it has a lot of the things you were mentioning and even food stalls, which I was going to take you to after to try some of the cookies because you said you really like the sug-” He was rambling.

It was you that leaned forward to kiss him this time.

When you pulled back you saw his stunned expression and you couldn’t help but let a giggle out, wondering if this was how you looked when he did it to you.

“What was that for?” He couldn’t believe you did that. Obviously he couldn’t believe he did it to you at first and you didnt slap him in return but he totally hadn’t been expecting you to kiss him. 

“To let you know that you have nothing to be nervous about.” Your face was lit up like the display you both were infront of, a smile ghosting over your lips as you softly bit them to keep from laughing at his behaviour but to also stop yourself from saying anything that may ruin the moment had you let the laugh slip. 

His face morphed from shocked to elated.

“Really?” A massive grin now placed on his facial features. 

“Yup” Popping the ‘p’, you couldn’t help it this time to let a small chuckle out at the way he was still trying to process what had just happened. 

“Bu-”

“This has been the best first date I’ve ever had. Not only did you remember I wanted to do something and incorporated it, you also put a lot of thought into it.” This time you were squeezing his hands lightly swaying them because it was just so cute and you didn’t know what to do with yourself in this situation but that. 

“ Yea it’s not extravagant, but it’s the thought that counts. Trust me when I say I would rather be here than in some stuffyrestaurantt, being bombarded every couple of minutes.”

He couldn’t believe you said that.

“You sure you don’t want to go somewhere fancier? I know with you being a celebrity that this seems so mundane compared to going to those big parties and stuff.” He just wanted to make sure you weren’t just saying this to make him feel better.

“Trust me. I might like being an actress but it’s not everyday that I want to be surrounded in tight spaces with other people networking and promoting.” That silly grin still etched into both of your faces.

“I’ve missed doing things like this and not being worried about paparazzi following me or having to wear heels, which are a torture device if you ask me, and skin tight dresses blah blah blah.”

“This was perfect and I’m glad you told me how you’re feeling because we’re both able to fix it now and we can continue with our date and not worry about if one of us is bored or not interested.” You expressed to him again.

“I’m very happy. I’m very happy right here, right now with just you and I,  Ok?” You asked softly. Leaning in slightly, you wanted another kiss and he could tell by the signs.

So he’d look down from your genuine eyes to your full lips, nodding his head before saying “Ok.” and completing the distance between you both to place another gentle but determined kiss on your mouth.

When you guys seperated you couldnt help but have that big smile on your face as you felt your cheeks and the tips of your ears warming up.

“Fantastic. Now take me to one of those food stalls you mentioned. I could go for a sugar cookie.” You both relaxed and had been holding eachothers hands still, him now swinging them back and forth and you smiling at the way he felt the same and was carrying on with motion you started. 

“Right this way ma’am.” He’d release one of your hands before extending it to the direction in front of him, bending slightly as if bowing to you and you couldn’t help but laugh at this funny behaviour you’ve grown fond of to return.

“Why thank you, Sir.” You’d say, giving him a smallish curtsy, returning the same loose and silly energy he was now gracing you with. “Wonder what you have planned for our next date”

His eyebrows raised at your query. “Next date?”, he’d repeat, coming to stand more so behind you as you guys approached the line infront of the food stall selling the sugar cookies you had wanted. His big stature giving off a nice heat to you from behind and making you feel protected as you guys took steps up each time people got their treats and moved out of the line.

“Yea,” You’d say, leaning back into him slightly, you’d pull his hand over your shoulder and look into his eyes as you’d somewhat turned your head back to him.”You think I wouldn’t be expecting another date when you kissed me the way you just did? You must be out of your mind to think I’m not gonna be up for anything else you have planned.” You were almost next in line so your head turned back to the front and looked at the options from the stalls and thought about which one you wanted.

“Well…” he’d start off jokingly.

“Just a heads up, I’ve never gone to see the fireworks with anyone other than family and I heard they are really pretty around this time.” A cheeky grin smeared on your face as you turned to give him a wink before the person behind the stall divider called out ‘next!’

He’d let out a chuckle before shaking his head, making a mental note to take you to see the fireworks for a New Years date.

He watched as you got both of you some cookies and stepped in before you could give the vendor your money.

 He was going to pay.

After having spent the rest of the night talking and doing other small activities around the festive grounds, he began to plan another date, one that was more sophisticated before trying to set up something before New Years, which he already knew what you wanted to do but he was still going to try his best and add more value to it.

Sorry this took me so long to do🥴. I’ve been moving and adjusting to a lot but I finally got to it and I hope you like it💜.

Hope you all have been staying safe and are taking time for yourselves.

-K💜

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He didn’t know what to expect when he actually met you. 

He’d heard from others that you were down to earth but he figured that that would change because it seemed like all the famous peoples hes met or have had encounters with have all been jerks or just distant and cold when it comes to being social.

When he did get to meet you, you completely caught his attention more so than before, when he didn’t know you at all.

You were the whole package.

He’d met you through a mutual friend you guys had.

The same day you guys were introduced, he made it his mission to get you to go out with him but one thing was holding him back, himself.

Trevante was nervous.

He wasn’t too sure that you’d be interested but when he told his friend that he had a crush on you, they’d hatch a plan to get you with him at the next get together.

At a dinner party things went in to motion.

Trevante had gone outside for a little fresh air on the patio whilst you had gone to the bathroom.

When you returned, you were told by your mutual friend that Trevante was asking for you and wanted to talk to you about something.

You admit, it was strange because yea you guys have small conversations here and there but never alone fully.

But you decided to bite and made your way out on the patio to see what he wanted.

The mutual friend (Tom, Trevante’s long time friend and a cast member to you) along with his girlfriend (Sarah) would do everything they could to make sure you guys weren’t interrupted.

Trevante figured this was the plan Tom had and just got over any initial jitters he had when he saw you making your way out of the sliding door.

It worked because here you guys were. Out at a little Christmas lights festival grounds.

It was almost too good to be true if he was to be completely honest. 

He felt like something could go wrong at any moment and it could mess up his chances to take you out again or to just have you around, in his presence so he could soak up that beautiful energy you always dragged along with you.

You hadn’t noticed the worry and anxiousness until you guys got to a quieter area of the lights.

You thought he was going to be talking to you a bit more ( considering you guys always have small conversations when you’re around friends ) 

but now it was different.

You turned to look at him and see he was paying more attention to the ground then to the lights.

“What’s so cool down there?” You’d ask in a playful tone.

He’d quickly turn to you and give you a brief smile before awkwardly chuckling.

“Huh? Oh nothin just, just uh thinkin” He came off a little colder than expected but you tried to say it was all in your head.

“About?” You were someone that always wanted to know what was going on in other people’s minds. As tonight would have it, knowing what was occupying his mind was on the top of your list.

He’d nervously chuckle and try to brush it off but you wouldn’t let that happen.

You began to think maybe he wasn’t that interested in you or maybe he thought you weren’t as interesting on your own.

As he tried to continue walking forward, you’d stop a little behind him to see if he’d notice.

He got a good 3 or 4 steps in front of you before he realised you weren’t near him.

He turned to see you standing behind him, the lights shining on your skin and making you look even more angelic and making him more nervous as he thought how was he so lucky you agreed to come to see some Christmas lights with such an average guy.

“Did I do something?” You ask a little impatiently. “Am I not what you expected or what?” 

“Wha-what are you talking about?“ he’d ask as he walked back to you, both of you now standing face-to-face.

“It’s just that you seem uninterested.” Your head turned away from his intense gaze. Your voice quieter near the end of the sentence.

He was quiet for a second, well he thought it was a second.

To you it felt like longer and you didn’t want to stand there awkwardly while he tried to come up with something.

“We can just call it a night if you want. I don’t want to waste your time any longer than I probably have.” You response to the silence caught his attention and before you could attempt to turn away and make your way back to the entrance of the festival grounds, he’d stop you.

He grabbed your elbow softly before turning you back to looking at him completely.

He’d let out a sigh before looking you in your eyes that he deemed were more beautiful than diamonds and pearls.

“Listen,” He was trying to think of the best way to say everything and not sound weird or anything.

“Hey, I ain’t goin hold you. We can just go.” You’d cut him off to avoid some sad story. Always one to jump to conclusions.

You couldn’t help it. Even though you were famous now, you still had a fear when it came to romantic partners and how they viewed you, to an extent. You’d always want to be the one to end it as a way to avoid rejection rather than allowing them to end it. 

So that’s how you were taking his behaviour. Him slowly rejecting the idea of continuing with you and possibly actually getting into a relationship.

“No. I-It’s nothing like that” he’d pause before looking away and then back to your face and see the faked facial expression that was plastered on it. You were trying to hide your hurt and he didn’t know he was causing this until now.

“I-” before he could get his words out, you’d cut him off again.

“Dude. It’s ok.” You said with a tight smile and it not reaching your eyes.

“We can just g-” You we’re cut off by his lips being pressed against yours.

You hadn’t realised his eyes had moved down to your lips until then and you began to melt a little into it before he pulled away, you almost following him as he separated from you.

“Just listen.” He said with a chuckle, releasing a breath.

You were still in a light daze from having felt his lush, soft limps press against yours so gently but with a purpose at the same time.

You nodded and but your bottom lip to keep you quiet.

“It’s not you. You did nothing wrong, in fact you’re perfect and I know that I’ve been quiet but I reassure you that you did nothing wrong.” He said quickly and had to stop himself so he could say what he had to say carefully.

You looked into his deep eyes again, waiting for him to continue. Your haze clearing and focus now on him at the seriousness coming from his voice.

“I’m nervous.”

You looked at him quizzically, again waiting for him to continue with what he’s attempting to say.

When he looked at you and didn’t say anything you asked “nervous? Why?” 

You couldn’t understand how this hunk of a man was nervous. He was good looking, smelt incredible, had beautiful personality and a great aura about him that made him appear even more god-like than you thought would ever be possible. 

“Because you’re you and I’m me.” He begin to say. 

To him, you were completely out of his league and he didn’t want to disappoint you or waste your time.

“It’s not us infront of our friends or anything. It’s just us right here, right now”- he’d say, bringing his hands down from your elbow, pulling them out of your coat pocket and holding your smaller hands in his larger ones, occasionally squeezing them lightly- “and I don’t want to mess up because you might not want to see me again once you’ve spent this time with me.” 

You felt warm on the inside knowing you had this affect on him.

“I’m nervous that this date is gonna be our first, and our last, because you might think how basic it is of me to bring you here but I remembered you saying how much you wanted to go and see Christmas lights and this popped up and it has a lot of the things you were mentioning and even food stalls, which I was going to take you to after to try some of the cookies because you said you really like the sug-” He was rambling.

It was you that leaned forward to kiss him this time.

When you pulled back you saw his stunned expression and you couldn’t help but let a giggle out, wondering if this was how you looked when he did it to you.

“What was that for?” He couldn’t believe you did that. Obviously he couldn’t believe he did it to you at first and you didnt slap him in return but he totally hadn’t been expecting you to kiss him. 

“To let you know that you have nothing to be nervous about.” Your face was lit up like the display you both were infront of, a smile ghosting over your lips as you softly bit them to keep from laughing at his behaviour but to also stop yourself from saying anything that may ruin the moment had you let the laugh slip. 

His face morphed from shocked to elated.

“Really?” A massive grin now placed on his facial features. 

“Yup” Popping the ‘p’, you couldn’t help it this time to let a small chuckle out at the way he was still trying to process what had just happened. 

“Bu-”

“This has been the best first date I’ve ever had. Not only did you remember I wanted to do something and incorporated it, you also put a lot of thought into it.” This time you were squeezing his hands lightly swaying them because it was just so cute and you didn’t know what to do with yourself in this situation but that. 

“ Yea it’s not extravagant, but it’s the thought that counts. Trust me when I say I would rather be here than in some stuffyrestaurantt, being bombarded every couple of minutes.”

He couldn’t believe you said that.

“You sure you don’t want to go somewhere fancier? I know with you being a celebrity that this seems so mundane compared to going to those big parties and stuff.” He just wanted to make sure you weren’t just saying this to make him feel better.

“Trust me. I might like being an actress but it’s not everyday that I want to be surrounded in tight spaces with other people networking and promoting.” That silly grin still etched into both of your faces.

“I’ve missed doing things like this and not being worried about paparazzi following me or having to wear heels, which are a torture device if you ask me, and skin tight dresses blah blah blah.”

“This was perfect and I’m glad you told me how you’re feeling because we’re both able to fix it now and we can continue with our date and not worry about if one of us is bored or not interested.” You expressed to him again.

“I’m very happy. I’m very happy right here, right now with just you and I,  Ok?” You asked softly. Leaning in slightly, you wanted another kiss and he could tell by the signs.

So he’d look down from your genuine eyes to your full lips, nodding his head before saying “Ok.” and completing the distance between you both to place another gentle but determined kiss on your mouth.

When you guys seperated you couldnt help but have that big smile on your face as you felt your cheeks and the tips of your ears warming up.

“Fantastic. Now take me to one of those food stalls you mentioned. I could go for a sugar cookie.” You both relaxed and had been holding eachothers hands still, him now swinging them back and forth and you smiling at the way he felt the same and was carrying on with motion you started. 

“Right this way ma’am.” He’d release one of your hands before extending it to the direction in front of him, bending slightly as if bowing to you and you couldn’t help but laugh at this funny behaviour you’ve grown fond of to return.

“Why thank you, Sir.” You’d say, giving him a smallish curtsy, returning the same loose and silly energy he was now gracing you with. “Wonder what you have planned for our next date”

His eyebrows raised at your query. “Next date?”, he’d repeat, coming to stand more so behind you as you guys approached the line infront of the food stall selling the sugar cookies you had wanted. His big stature giving off a nice heat to you from behind and making you feel protected as you guys took steps up each time people got their treats and moved out of the line.

“Yea,” You’d say, leaning back into him slightly, you’d pull his hand over your shoulder and look into his eyes as you’d somewhat turned your head back to him.”You think I wouldn’t be expecting another date when you kissed me the way you just did? You must be out of your mind to think I’m not gonna be up for anything else you have planned.” You were almost next in line so your head turned back to the front and looked at the options from the stalls and thought about which one you wanted.

“Well…” he’d start off jokingly.

“Just a heads up, I’ve never gone to see the fireworks with anyone other than family and I heard they are really pretty around this time.” A cheeky grin smeared on your face as you turned to give him a wink before the person behind the stall divider called out ‘next!’

He’d let out a chuckle before shaking his head, making a mental note to take you to see the fireworks for a New Years date.

He watched as you got both of you some cookies and stepped in before you could give the vendor your money.

 He was going to pay.

After having spent the rest of the night talking and doing other small activities around the festive grounds, he began to plan another date, one that was more sophisticated before trying to set up something before New Years, which he already knew what you wanted to do but he was still going to try his best and add more value to it.

Sorry this took me so long to do🥴. I’ve been moving and adjusting to a lot but I finally got to it and I hope you like it💜.

Hope you all have been staying safe and are taking time for yourselves.

-K💜

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