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Keeping secrets for a friend is an easy thing to do but keeping secrets from a friend is a entirely different territory especially from a friend group you've known since middle school. It was pointless to keep things put of the loop when everyone was bound to find out anyways and knowing yourself, you couldn't hold water in your mouth so you were the last to find out anything, but that's how the group operated and how you all managed to make it through high school without scandals or rumors breaking you up like all friend groups go through.

Once college came into the picture that's when the group took a slight detour, August went to community college and made his living after forcefully becoming an intern at his favorite mechanic shop in town, Antwan went straight to work at Footlocker at your favorite hangout spot at Remlin Heights and worked his way up to Assistant Manger where he put Jabber on part time while You and him went straight into university with your closest friend Jaida.

Everyone all scattered around doing their own thing yet you all still found time to call each other, set up hangouts at Antwan's spot not too far from campus and the fact that you could confide in everyone about the silliest things and not worry about it tearing the group into shreds.

There was a time Jabber and Jaida tried to date each other in high school which resulted in Jaida coming out and Jabber questioning his sexuality. The group accepted them both simply because you all already had a suspicion, the relationship lasted all of two weeks and everyone forgot about it by the time you all graduated.

Except for August who likes to remind Jabber ever chance he gets.

Now the only issues that seem to arrive the most are time conflicting schedules, Jabber not sliding through for a favor or you doubling down on the money you lent August two weeks ago.

Antwan developing feelings for you? That was something nobody could've saw coming.

"Y/n? You talking bout thick head, bow-legged Y/n with the starter locs?" Jabber snickered, sitting on the kitchen counter eating cereal of the box

"C'mon you being wild.." Antwan groans, throwing up his hands.

"No you not thinking! She cool, nice whatever I just don't see her like that.." Jabber smacks, digging deeper into the box

"What you see her like a sister or something?"

"Nah like a homegirl, like Jaida that's my brother but Y/n? Nigga how that happen?" He questioned, hopping off the counter as Antwan called him over to show him something on his phone.

"She had called the group chat late last night you were slumped on the couch and I had just got out the shower, she needed somebody to you know talk to her while she was driving home so I kept her company."

"Oh nooo this nigga gone tender.."

"No! Man look- she really don't be on anything, this ain't the first time we talked like this either! I've been plotting on this for a minute and I think I might move on her tonight."

"Tonight?" Jabber tilted his head, looking down at Antwon scrolling through your Instagram.

"What you think I should do?"

"Not push up on her heavy! If you "serious" about talking to her like that be cool! Do what you been doing if she's comfortable talking to you like that I'm sure she fucks with you.." He sighed, leaning his head back to pour the rest of the cereal into his mouth. Jabber didn't believe the act coming from his roommate, did he believe that he had a crush 100% but making a move? He knew Antwon to be the type to tell him about a girl he met at work while ignoring the girl he called his wife blowing up his phone.

Jabber wasn't a clean slate himself but with the history the two of you shared he wasn't on the rooting side on Antwon's newest challenge, yet he kept it to himself mentally shaking his head as Antwon showed him a few more pictures of you in college, bringing up old memories.

"Her and Jaida'll be here later you called August?"

"He on the way said he got something new for us to try." Jabber smirked, dusting his hands on his pants as he finished the whole box of cereal.

"Bro that's the 2nd box this week!"

~ You were sitting on the edge of your best friend Jaida's bed rubbing lotion on your legs as she rummaged through her closet to find something to wear. You had your outfit of a light jacket with a fur hood, a cute top and some fitted jeans to go with your your sneakers.

"Okay something simple, we must be coming home."

"I'm not spending the night at Antwans, I talk to him enough.." You chuckle,sliding on your socks. A small silene filled the room with the occasionally click of Jaida hangars smacking together, it wasn;t until you looked up at her giving you a sarcastic look like she was up to something.

"What's that look for?"

"Oh nothing nothing, you seem real excited to see him today." Jaida smirked.

"Who? Antwan? Jaida stop playing what do you know?" You questioned, sliding your pant leg down.

"What are you wearing? I might have something to match that top actually."

"Jaida!"

"I'm not saying nothing!" She smiled, tossing a few shirts onto her bed.

"This is so childish.."

"I think it's funny, hilarious even."

You rolled your tongue inside of your cheek, cutting your eyes at the curly headed asshole still chuckling to herself. Part of you was clueless on who she could be talking about and the other half of you questioned why you were curious in the first place, it felt like high school all over again!

"You and Antwan been talking to each other real often haven't you?"

"Whatchu trying to say?"

"I'm just asking questions!" Jaida threw her hands back, her eyes running around the room as she laughed.

"I talk to Antwan how I talk to Jabber and definitely how I talk to August." You huffed with a small smile only because she kept snickering!

"That's because August can't hear anything when his mouth is open and Jabber's a lost cause, he came through with the answers back in college but a nigga that sells Reggie can't be trusted."

"Me and Jabber wouldn't work I'm sorry, he got too much going on and Antwan? I see him as a friend! Nobody was answering the group call except him so he called me personally!"

"So you don't think Antwan not fine?

"You think Jabber fine? Hmm? Tall Lanky nigga with them thick ass dreads?" You chuckled to yourself with Jaida joining you.

"Fuck you.."

"No more of this Antwan and me mess! Now pick a damn shirt we gotta go, liquor store closes at 7!"

"You rushing over to Antwan's now?? Mmmm…"

The conversation came to a fast halt once you found something to toss at her, missing terribly.

Antwan and you wasn't a thought to begin with, more of a day dream every once in a blue moon when you've had one too many but going past that? He was older by a year and showed some signs of maturity calming you down after a stressful work day at your now old job, it was only these recent calls have the conversations turned into something past just a piece of advice.

You weren't oblivious to the slick remarks Antwan would throw in every now and then, him all of the sudden asking what you're wearing to work and what kinda flowers you enjoy. You've known him for his flirtatious mouth and his ability to get free food at any restaurant he walks in, and you could always spot him out with his hair flowing down his back or his signature ponytail, his brown skin always tanned in the summertime showing off his tattoos each one of telling a story that he could go on for days though you didn't mind his tangents.

Him talking you home shouldn't have changed the dynamic between yall too much and tonight would be no different!

Once you and Jaida made it out of the house, you did your liquor run and set your route to Antwan's place just a few minutes away though you didn't need a GPS, hell your phone automatically asked if you wnted to go to his place which Jaida most definitely pointed out. With your music loud the bass of your car shook your windows as you pulled into Antwan's garage, quickly hopping out to bang on the front door like you were police.

When there was no answer you gave the door another harsh 3 knocks before Jabbber open the door with a cloud of smoke escaping the vents like lost souls trying to go home.

He had on his glasses and wore a burgundy zip up with black rhinestones in an exaggerated pattern decorating the front of it, his locs fell down his back as he pushed a few out of his face, the glint of his silver rings knocking you in the eye. The black and brown bead bracelets on each of his wrists were new since the combo he had were purple and grey the last time you saw him. It' d be a lie if you said you weren't practically staring him down once your eyes traveled towards his custom made letter "J" belt buckle holding up his baggy jeans piling up on his timbs.

The last time you saw Jabber was around a month ago when graduation pics and parties were going down along with a few face time calls of you or August crying about finals so it had been a while since you saw him in person. You always knew Jabber had a sense of style yet so this little ensemble he threw together shouldn't have shocked you the way that it did.

"Damn we don't speak?" He scoffed, mushing you on the arm playfully mean mugging Jaida who ignored him with a smile.

"Since when do I have to check in?" You chuckled to yourself, looking to Antwan with a warm smile.

"What's up Y/n.." Antwan merged his way in, he went in for a full hug and you reached around his neck with one arm squeezing him.

"Hey ya/'ll" You laughed before pushing past both of them to meet up in the kitchen with August and Jaida

"'Twan told me you were coming through! He got all excited and shit." His little comment made Antwan tap him in the chest causing Jabber to suck his teeth.

"Ya'll missed hanging out with us that bad huh?" Jaida hummed, dapping up August who was blowing smoke from a heavy pull on his bong.

"It's all these two dumbasses been talking about and I thought I ran my mouth.." He coughed, holding his hand out to you. You gave August a hug before setting your bag on the counter making your first move into the refridgerator. You've been in this house more than enough to not act like you live there.

"How ya'll been?" Jabber asked, hopping up on the kitchen counter.

"I'm doing goodd I'm all booked next week at the shop!"

"I thought you saved me a spot!"

"With what payment? Free tattoos are over with Twan I got mouths to feed,"

"Furry mouths.." August chuckled, passing the bong over to Jaida.

"And you? Miss daytime television?"

"The local news ain't all of that..but I managed to grab an internship and the leading news anchor wants me to shadow her for a week."

"I can definitely see you on TV, you might actually make me watch the news." Antwan chuckled.

"So what we doing? Chilling here or we going out to eat?"

"August wanted to order in and I granbed two games from the store so yo options are drunk monopoly or Drunk Uno.."

"I gotta work in the morning we not playing Monopoly.."

"Cuz August likes being the banker stealing extra money and shit!"

"Antwan can't count his money!" August spat back

"Drunk Uno it is, i'll keep the rulles simple. No stacking every plus 2 is 2 shots and a pluck 4 is 4 shots.." Antwan interjected.

"This nigga bugging.." Jabber mumbled, earning a chuckle out of you.

After you all finally agree to a set of Uno rules without cutting each other's heads off, you took a hold of the drinks while August carried his bong towards the living room. The game was simple whoever takes the least amount of shots wins with the player choice of a shot or a hit. Antwan opened up the game and sat on the couch with Jabber and you went to sit on Jaida's lap like usual.

"Woah woah what you doing?" Jaida looked up at you like you were crazy/ "I'm sitting on you whats wrong?"

"Un uh you like looking at cards I'm not getting fucked up because of you, over there." Jaida laughed, pushing you off towards the couch. You had some idea of what she was trying to do knowing that you always sit beside her.

"You can't sit by me I talk too much shit."

"Ain't nobody worried about you Twan.." You chuckled, sitting in between Jabber and him, cracking the bottle of liquor open to pour just a little over two shots to start. Everyone had their cups ready and their lighters by their side as the game started

"Wait wait you said no stacking!" Jaida spat

"That's a plus 2 and a plus 4 that don't make sense!" Antwan groaned

"Now you just cheating!" Your eyes shifting over to Jabber all in your deck

"She only got two cards left nigga think!"

" Uno out!" August cried, resulting in everyone taking a shot.

The first round went easy with August winning the first game and you winning the next two rounds meaning you were playing bartender for Antwan who didn't wanna take his shot and August who kept hiding his shots under the table. Jabber had his own cup and you swore he was taking baby sips judging by the way his cup never needed a refill

"The color is blue.." You hummed.

"Wack ass color.." Twan mumbled.

You felt a nudge from a heavy boot hit your leg as August went to pluck his 4 cards and load up his bong to take his hits.

"Mmccht what you got on you?" Jabber whispered.

"You flashed him a pluck 4 and he nodded his head quick, waiting another round before he dropped it on the table.

"That's on you Twan.." You spoke, laying the your down.

"What you got Twan?" Jaida yelled, a slight slur in her voice holding up a plus four of her own.

"Wait a minute how the fuck y'all do that?"

"That's 8 shots!" You cackled, sitting up to grab the bottle ready to pour.

"Put that down I ain't drinking shit!"

"While he's complaining I played my card it's August's turn!" Jaida blurted as you and Jabber couldn't hold your laughter listening to Antwan lose his mind about rules he made up to begin with. August threw his card on the table sending it to Jabber once again.

"How about this skip you, skip you fuck nigga and Jaida you pluck two now we all take a shot."

Everyone tossed their cards on the table with Antwan cursing at you for not assisting to his side, August felt set up by Jaida and Twan went at Jabber's neck, it was all a bunch of drunk nonsense when the truth was Jabber snuck out a few cards for himself while dealing the deck trying to get everyone fucked up.

"I got another round in me..don't tap now." Jabber laughed, throwing his cards on the table

"Yall got that shit I'm going to bed..y'all can crash here.." Antwan chuckled a yawn shortly following after.

"I'm about to take Jaida home, August you sure you don't wanna ride with us?" You asked, watching him get up and pat around to find his jacket.

"Nah! My girl she- she should be outside actually!"

"Tell Phoenix I said hey!"

You said your goodbyes even going so far as to stepping outside to speak to his girlfriend and making sure August himself made it in to the car. You waved them off, heading back inside to a sleeping Jaida, Jabber cleaning up the messy table and Antwan making his way over to you.

"I'm finna take a shower, you staying over?" Antwan mumbled, giving you another hug before trotting his way up the stairs.

"I gotta work in the morning remember? Plus I gotta get Jaida home before it's gets too late.."

"Alright alright, if you still here when I'm done I gotta talk to you bout something.." The room fell silent which meant Jabber had stopped cleaning or you were a little higher than you thought.

"Just tell me now drunkie " You blinked, crossing your arms from the cool breeze coming from the screen door

"It's something serious so between us alright?"

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"Okay.." You scrunched your face in slight confusion as he trotted up the stairs. You closed the door and sat back down on the couch with Jabber placing the Uno cards back in the pack, tossing them on the table.

"You sure not spending the night? You can't be driving like that un un give me them keys.." Jabber mumbled, patting you down to find your keys stuffed in your pocket. You weren't putting up much of a fight due to you not having the strength to contribute to his antics.

"Nigga…this ain't the first time.."

"C'mon, I'll let you have the couch come finish Happy Feet with me." He smiled nodding his head towards the TV before picking up a left over blunt in the ash tray, grabbing the lighter laid out on the table to light it smoothly

"Hmm” Jabber hummed, tapping your hand with the lit blunt, blowing smoke in the other direction.  You took his offer holding it up to your mouth to get as much as you could before it burned your lips, thick yellow clouds of smoke surrounding the two of you.

He had his glasses pushed up on his forehead and his jacket unzipped exposing the baggy black shirt laying on his lap covering his belt buckle, you could see his chest softly rise and fall from how still you were, from how long you staring in his face, hard enough for him to swing his head in your direction. He’s not supposed to look like this, you’ve smoked with Jabber before, plenty of times, spent the night at this exact house sleeping on this exact couch. Nothing had changed! He still talked to you the same, there was no subliminals you were missing right?

“You good? Need a blanket? I’m serious about yo ass not going nowhere. You can leave in the morning.” “Yeah Antwan always got the AC blowing..” You spat, partially being honest about being cold, you just needed an excuse to snap you out of whatever you were thinking about. You ashed the blunt in the ash tray, scrolling on your phone to distract your mind. This is the same Jabber who clowned you for months after you started your locs saying you wanted to be him for the longest. The same Jabber you got greased up with early in the morning before getting on the bus, the same Jabber that made you laugh on your  worst days and somehow getting through all four years of college hell you graduated with him. What was so special about him tonight? “Here..” Jabber spoke, tossing a thick comforter from the closet underneath the stairs over your head, closing the door to return back to the couch snatching some of the cover with a playful smile. The movie played on as the high consumed the both of you, you were trapped in your own thoughts and Jabber? His eyes were glued to the movie but the way he was nodding off proved just how bad he lost the Uno Game. “You not sleeping in your room?” You spoke, tapping him on the head. “I can’t lay with you? I’ll leave you alone once the movie over my bad..” He said with a snicker “I’m playing Jay i don’t want you falling asleep on me..” “You don't remember me falling asleep while your mom was yelling at us? That night we broke your bedroom door playing?” “Oh my god, i woke you up out of your sleep i threw what was it?” “A big ass bucket of cold water! Yo mama was pissed! had her floors all fucked up!" “I aint sorry.” You giggled. “That ass whopping ya mama gave you made you sorry.” “That’s my cue to leave, hand me my keys..” You scoffed, rolling your eyes before a laugh snuck its way out of your lips. Jabber paused for a moment watching you giggle while adjusting yourself on the couch, pulling up the blanket to completely cover your lower half. His glossy eyes glazed over your overgrown locs sitting on your shoulders, carefully watching how you rubbed your lip gloss in and how your nails clacked against each other every time you hit him in his arm or his chest. He liked to stick his finger right underneath your nose just to get you to pop him somewhere on his body. A favorite pastime of his. He rubbed his head, pushing a few locs out of his face as he leaned back, grabbing the keys off of the end table holding them over his head. “Oh these?” “Jabari I'm not in the mood to move around, give me my shit.” “Come get em..” He chuckled, leaning back as far as he could jiggling them up in the air. You rolled your eyes and indulged yourself into playing with him, reaching up to make the futile attempt to grab your keys.

You looked down at him, the comfortable silence engulfing you two. You studied his piercings, every indent in his skin, every tattoo you thought you knew about analyzing his features and little did you know he was doing the same. Eyeballing your lashes batting so slowly to him, how your perfume and your natural scent of warm amber, honeysuckle and incense it filled his nose with every breath he took.

His pink pupils peered down to your lips then back to your heavy, red eyes then back to your plumps lips cursing himself in his mind. Jabber never imagined seeing you like this, the TV being the only light illuminating the room. You knew the weed had your cunt throbbing like it was the only thing it could do, that had to be the reason Jabber looked this fucking good, the strain, the amount of THC any excuse to justifying borderline eye fucking your best friend.

Soon it became too much. Jabber leaned in deciding close the heavy thick air surrounding the both of you. His lips tasted sharp like the blunt you smoked settling to something sweet as it mixed in with your gloss and the concoction he was drinking during the game. You quickly pulled back, your eyes red and wide looking to Jabber just as bug eyed. “I didn’t mean to-“ “I’m sorry-“ You both stammered over each other. “Y/n-“ “It’s okay, it’s ight I kissed you back it ain’t like that..” “I wasn’t supposed to- I wasn’t thinking..” “I liked it..”

He paused like you uttered something forbidden, like this was the last possibility, Jabber thought he was dreaming.

"Huh?"

"Don't make me repeat it.."

"So if I did it again?"

His question almost didn't make sense, yet nothing felt real in this moment, like white noise filling in your ears. Your heart spoke so loud but something else screamed at you instead.

"What if we get caught Jaida's right there-"

"Who gotta know?" His voice in a hushed tone.

"Nobody.." You whispered, taking a small glance back at Jaida slumped on the recliner, before returning back to him licking his lips, his arm extended out across the back of the chair. The eye contact felt like pressure swelling between the two of you and not just from your thighs tossing each other back and forth to stop that pulsating feeling forming deep within. You always told Jabber he had a pretty ass face and you'd always get a corny response but now it had a whole new meaning, you couldn't hold yourself together.

You leaned back in and Jabber's finger fell right under your chin like he knew you'd give in first, pressing his lips against yours hard, trying with all of his might not to make a sound. His head tilled off to the side to deepen the kiss while you grabbed the blanket to keep your bottom halves covered, hiding his already twitching tip in his jeans.

His bottom lip found it way between your lips and you managed to feel his snake bites softly pinch you as you snuck a bite, earning yourself a satisfied groan. Jabber returned the gift, biting your bottom lip with a soft pull, feeling the coldness of his rings curl around your neck.

Your hand snuck underneath the blanket around his clothed shaft, cupping your hand around his warm dick as he softly huffed air out of his nose to fight the moans but you shushed him quickly by shoving your tongue into his mouth, feeling his hand guiding yours up and down his semi hard length.

"Mm- damn.." Jabber's voice just above a whisper, feeling a soft jerk of his hips trying to get your attention, tightening his grip around your neck. If the sounds of your lips smacking over and over weren't loud enough the noises of the couch of you and him fumbling to get each other pants off almost took the cake. Just as you felt Jabber's fingers trailing up to lift your shirt, a loud shift in the recliner shook the both of you still as Jaida in the recliner turned her body in the opposite direction covering herself with her own cover.

The thudding sound of your heart shattered against your chest and your body began to shiver, snapping your neck back at Jaida before Jabber took your focus back on him, holding his finger to his lips trying to hold back a laugh.

"You don't know how to keep yo voice down.." You whispered, covering your own mouth to keep your high giggles to minimum while he grabbed the remote off of the table still covered with uno cards and half empty cups of liquor to turn up the TV.

"Hadn't even touched you yet," Jabber sucked his teeth leaning back on the couch as he pulled the cover up. "Keep that same energy."

"Yeah?" Your eyes shuffled around your head, tugging him closer to you by his shirt giving him the green light.

"I don't wanna hear shit come out your mouth." He huffed, taking off his glasses and going in for your neck, returning back to his spot of yanking your shirt up to play with your nipples already hard to the touch.

"I promise you won't.." You pursed your lips, leaning your neck to the side to give him more access, feeling his pierced lip lazily leave kisses, distracting your mind with his tongue licking you before taking a chunk out of your skin like he was trying to get you to scream right off the bat. You bit your own lip hard, allowing the sharpness fade into adrenaline pumping straight to your cunt, pounding in between your legs.

His fingers played and tugged on your hardened buds as he repeated the filthy technique, kissing you to soothe the pain, licking to distract and taking any chance he could to sink his teeth in so deep you felt two or three of them break skin, yet you didn't want him to stop.

The smallest whimper escaped while Jabber soothe another bite mark with his lips, snickering to himself as he peppered kisses up to the shell of your ear and his fingers traveled further down to the top button of your jeans.

"What was that? Nah nah come on..I wanna hear what you sound like y/n…" His voice sent a chill down your spine and a stream of your own juices trickling down your leg. You helped him undo your jeans and slipped them off just enough to give him room to keep his promise. Your thumbs were tucked into the sides of your underwear nearly about to pull them down before the palm of his hand slid past the waist band using the pads of his fingers to tease your soaked clit.

You inhaled deeply through your nose, rubbing your lips together to prevent any more sounds to leave you. You didn't want to give him any reason to talk yet you were so close to cumming on his hand from barely anything. His fingers swiped your clit side to side before he slid them up and down, applying pressure on your clit drawing tiny circles. You weren't worried about your moans waking her up and neither was Jabber, you were both focused on the slight slippery sounds of your cunt and his fingers playing with each other.

"Oh my fucking..god…you wetting up the couch.." He huffed, pulling his hand back still coated in your slick, lifting up his shirt with your help. You flung his dick out of his boxers watching precum dribble out of his tip, small semi white beads dripping down his still growing shaft. Your heavy eyes widen at his girth as you stroked him, pasuing your movements to lick your fingers, staring back into Jabbers low lidded pink eyes.

Something clicked, maybe it was the weed or the fact that you couldn't blame any substance for what you were doing. There were no plans of shoving your tongue down your best friend's throat yet you showed no signs of stopping either once you spat on your hand, returning it back to his sticky tip to stroke him carefully, occasionally squeezing tighter in hopes to give him just a glimpse of what you felt like.

The colors of the TV danced on his skin keeping your eyes on Jabber as he leaned back in to peck your lips, biting his bottom lip to stop himself from cursing your name. The air surrounding the two of you grew so heavy and the way your nails damn near looked like decorations on his dick bouncing up and down, it was a shame only you and him could see the sight. Jabber popped his fingers into his mouth to clean the residue stuck on his hand before reaching over back into your underwear, playing with your swollen clit so hot to the touch, he had to suck in air like he burned himself.

You kept your movements at a steady pace up until the sneaky bastard slipped his two fingers past your pussy lips, dipping inside of your slick cunt with no hesitation. Your jaw fell open, slightly dropping as you inhaled sharply, immediately focusing on the meaningless words talking out of the screen as he went deeper.

"…fuck." You breathed, taking your thumb to play with his tip.

His hips snapped upwards, humping into your slippery hand like a sex toy, purposefully leaning closer to your neck releasing heavy breaths and stammers all in your ear while his fingers pumped inside of your pussy, curling up to tease that spot hitting it over and over. It was ridiculous how close you felt your orgasm creeping in, your walls stuttered around his digits and the slight cold pang of his rings brushing your clit ever so often drove your mind insane.

"Get that nut out for me, stroke that…ssssfuck.." Jabber whispered, taking his head from the crook of your neck eye balling you playing with his dick. Your hand sped up and you took the free one to place your finger over your lips, slowing your movements down to see him release more shots of pre staining your nails. His balls were full and his tip twitched with each stroke, it was obvious that he was close yet the more you pumped the faster he moved his fingers inside of your quivering walls.

You turned your head to the side, facing away from him to let your poker face fall, scrunching up your face as you felt that pressure about to burst, slamming your legs together to prevent a bigger mess than then one you already had on Jabber's fingers.

"S-shit..I'm cumming.." You mumbled

"All over my fingers…paint these rings for me ma…don't stop." He smirked against your skin, sliding his nasty fingers out of your cunt to play with your clit, rubbing messy circles to pull more noises out of you.

"Give it to me baby, you like how I'm playing with this pussy..cum for me.."

It was like a command the way your body follow instructions, your legs trembled and your eyes snapped shut as a soft stream of juices leaked out of your throbbing cunt. Your free hand cupped your lips to stop your own gasps feeling Jabber's pace pick up speed, finger fucking your through that harsh orgasm and making you lose focus on his dick at full length twitching in your hand. The thought alone triggered another ball forming inside of your lower stomach.

"Feel..too damn good.."

"I know I do.." His face painted with a smug smile.

Now it was too obvious what the two of you were doing under the blanket with Jabber slamming his knuckles deep inside of your pussy and you pumping him in rough, smooth circles. He took his finger out of your slimy mess one inch at a time, swearing to himself watching you fight to keep him inside. Your juices dribbled down his palm and he couldn't help to sneak a taste before adding to the mix your hand already had, helping you stroke his thick tip.

Jabber tossed his head back and moved his hand to let you finish the job, his dick felt so painfully hard that each throb felt like a cramp. His lower stomach tighten up causing his muscles to flex, prominently showing the sticky mess of your spit and slick staining his skin.9

Your clit shivered and your walls clamped around thin air yearning for something to stuff it full, how could he look this good? Did you miss something after all these years? The way his adams apple bobbed as he swallowed hard, fighting the urge to spill his nut all over your hand, his eyelashes fluttering each time you squeezed his tip it all felt so surreal.

"Where you want it? Where you wanna cum?"

"Ou shit…all over your face.." He whispered back, a tiny laugh trapped in his breath.

"Jay you not finna mess up my hair.."

"I won't I won't…ouu fuck please. Please?" His head popped up to lock his eyes with yours, begging softely without speaking a word. You knew if you went so much as a centimeter closer to his dick it would end up being more than just a quickie, his soft whimpers made the situation no better.

"Shhhh cum on my nails like you promised.." You hummed to him, leaning in to close the heavy air between the two of you. You swirled your tongue around his, releasing one too many moans sending shocks right to his dick. His veins rubbed up against your slick palms as you squeezed your fingers around the tip.

Jabber bucked his hips faster, practically fucking your hand and the only thing you could do was imagine your body riding his dick up and down. You pictured his tip puncturing your cervix and couldn't help but to bite down on his lip harsh to stop yourself from whining into his mouth.

You heard him groan out, swallowing up every syllable he gave feeling his hips stiffen up. You continued your fast movements focusing more on his tip, breaking away from the kiss to keep your eyes on his dick before warm heavy beads of cum spilled out coating your nails just like you envisioned.

"Oh fuck!" You slammed your hand over his mouth not letting up still pumping at full speed and what made matters worse was the flicker of a light upstairs followed by a few footsteps walking around fueling your already anxious thoughts.

"Shit!"

"Bari you sleep?" Antwan's voice boomed from upstairs

"Nah Y/n and nem bout to leave.." He blurted, feeling your hand snatch away. You licked off any evidence on your nails, rubbing your lips together to savor his taste. Without hesitation, Jabber pecked your lips just to sample what you and him would taste like, pulling back to stuff his painfully hard dick back into his pants.

The faster you tried to shuffle, the more you struggled to put your legs back inside of your own pants, you pushed the button through and immediately moved the blanket off of you to sit up straight, hoping the thudding sounds in your head were coming from heart pounding out of your chest and not Antwon walking down the stairs.

You snuck a look behind you before returning back to Jabber rummaging in his pockets for his phone. It would be a lie to say that you wanted to end the night off here. If Antwan wasn't awake, if Jaida wasn't sitting just a few feet away just how far were you planning on going?

He found his phone and went to grab the comforter to place it back into the closet door, tapping away at his phone.

"We still good right? I don't wanna-"

"We cool n/n, get her home I'll see you.." He whispered.

You nodded your head grabbing your keys on the table. You got up and walked over to Jaida in the recliner shaking the piece of furniture to get her up before shaking her body.

"Jai…get up we bout to go.."

"Mmmm!'"

"Un uh! We gotta go home!"

"I'm up I'm up!" She groans, pushing the blanket off of her, placing her feet into her shoes. You watched Jaida prep herself to go while sneaking glances at Jabber trying to shush your cunt from making noise every time you moved your thighs.

"Alright, come on.." She mumbled, rising up out of the chair.

"Get her mean ass on…" Jabber chuckled.

"Night Twon!" You yelled upstairs.

"I'll see you Jabber.."

I’ve seen the requests and i’ve been lurking trust, did not realize it’s been THAT LONG without some Jabari and i do formally apologize, does this make it a little better? (This has a high chance of being a series🤏🏾) Until next time and as always i will imagine with you in the next one

-MissHoneyBlue