Wrong on so Many Levels 2/3 (Darnell Hayes x reader)
Summary: Being Corey's adoptive daughter and Darnell having a crush on her
Notes: sexual themes (oral sex, fingering, p in v penetration)
"Yo, quit staring at her. What you like her or something?" Coop asks Darnell who's looking at your u discussing a project with your group.
"Huh?" Darnell says, snapping out of his gaze. "Dude why don't you talk to her?" Coop asks. "I tried but she just dismisses me," "She does that to everybody,"
"So she's just not interested in anybody?" "So you do like her," Darnell drops his head and links his hands together. "How long?" "Since I met her." "Damn she has you whipped already," Darnell sends her a look and she chuckles. "Listen I know she isn't transparent with her emotions but hang in there."
"But if you're not completely sure if you feeling like this, don't catch Spence looking at her like that." Coop adds with a chuckle.
Darnell stayed late at the cafe for the fourth time this week working on his science homework. Trigonometry looked like hieroglyphics and it didn't get any easier with the videos he looked up.
You were walking past the cafe on the way to your car to head to your apartment when you saw Darnell with his head down on the table.
Balancing the gym bag on your shoulder, you walk into the cafe and send a smile the cashier. You gently tap Darnell's shoulder and he shoots his head up with a sharp inhale.
"Hey relax, it's just me." You tell him and he runs a hand over his face. "What has you staying here so late?" You ask him and he picked up the piece of paper.
"Ah, I see. Well come on. Dad's probably worried sick about you. I'll text him. Have you eaten anything?" He stands and stretches his body. "No I haven't," You watch as his arms flex under his black shirt and your face went hot again.
You looked down at your feet for a moment before saying, "I'll whip something up for you then. You're welcome to spend the night at my place. It's too late to have you walking back to the house." You explain.
You pull out your phone and sent a text to Spencer and Dad saying, "Found Darnell at the cafe. I'm taking him back to my apartment for the night. I'll drop him off in the morning."
Dad responded almost immediately. "Oh Thank God. What was he doing at the cafe this late? And what are you doing out this late?" Oh damn, you set yourself up. "I was working out to clear my head. Nothing I haven't done before, Dad. You don't to worry about me." "Just be careful please, I'm glad you two are safe. See you tomorrow." "Good night,"
"I'm in trouble, aren't I?" "You're not alone because I am too. I'm pretty sure he let my mom know I was out this late too " He packs his stuff up and let's you lead him out of the cafe.
"So how do you have your own apartment at 17?" "I'm emicipated," "Really? I'm surprised Grace allowed you to." "Yeah I made a pretty good argument," you reached your car and tossed your bag in the backseat.
The drive to your apartment wasn't as awkward as you expected. Darnell was asking questions and you were answering them. But you could feel his stare on you the entire time.
There are so many things wrong with you two being romantically involved. Especially since he's like a brother to your brother and his father figure is your father.
There are too many factors to play into things and that only adds complications. You don't have the time for complications. "Hey, where did you go?" he asks.
"Sorry, we're here." you pull into the parking spot and hop out of the car. Grabbing your duffel bag from the back seat, you make eye contact with him.
"You feel it too," "Feel what?" "The connection. The heat." he says softly as he walks around the car to approach you. "It doesn't matter if I do. It's wrong," "How is it wrong?" "You're best friends with my brother. And your father figure is my father. There's too much overlap,"
"We're not related, if that's what you're referencing," "We practically are. And why me? There are plenty of other gi-" "None of them are you. They don't matter to me." "Darnell, no," he looks at you for a moment.
"Alright," he says before taking your bag from your hands to carry. You open your mouth to protest but he cuts you off to say, "Lead the way," you let out a huff before walking up the stairs to your floor and opening the door to the apartment.
"Feel free to take a shower while I cook something. I shop in extra large anyway so you can use some of my sweatpants and shirt," "You shop in extra large?" he says giving you a once over. "Yes, I like baggy clothes," "I can respect that," "Okay cool,"
The night strung out while you made him a chicken melt and put fries in the air fryer. "Hey, where did you say the clothes was again?" Darnell asks when he was out of the shower in just a towel.
"Oh crap, sorry, let me.." you trail off when your eyes settle on his steamy body and some water trailing down his chest pecks. Good God.
You rush into your room and come back with a black t-shirt and grey sweatpants. "Thank you," "You're welcome," he disappears back into the bathroom and you let out a deep breath.
Get a hold of yourself, Y/N. He finishes up around the time you finished making the chicken melt too. "That smells amazing. Thank you," "Sure thing, I'll take my shower too. Goodnight," you take a little longer than you normally do in the shower to allow the water to wash away your worries and stresses.
Once you come out of the bathroom, Darnell is chillling on the couch on his phone. "Hey," he says, looking at how your baggy tshirt falls to your mid thigh. "Hey," you walk over the kitchen to grab a glass. Trying to reach the middle shelf, you had to go up on your toes a little. You hated how high the counter was, you could barely reach anything.
Darnell comes from behind you and grabbed the cup effortlessly. You don't both turning around because you knew exactly what was going to happen. You could practically cut the air with a knife.
"Just one date. That's all I ask," he presses a soft kiss to your shoulder and you melt into him for a split second. "Darnell," you say, spinning around to face him.
"One date. Bella Noche's at 5 work for you. Tomorrow." he says. "Just one," he leans in and trails his nose up your neck, making a breath hitch in your throat.
"I know exactly where a kiss will get us so I'll leave it alone," he makes eye contact with you and warmth surges your entire body. "Unless you want me to," he adds. It's been too long, a voice tells you. Absolutely not.
"You make me feel hot. It's like I can't even control what my body does anymore." you confess. "That's exactly how I feel," he says. He presses a kiss on your forehead before pulling away from you. "Tomorrow," he says and you repeat it. You rush into your room and stuff your face into the pillows.
Much to your fear, things went perfectly on the date except when you both wiped out because some kid ran into us. You walk back to your car with his hand holding yours. He spins you around, making you both laugh.
A car passing by was playing "Love Faces" by Trey Songz and made the entire vibe shift. "Can I kiss you?" You lean against your car and pull him close by the loops of his belt to kiss him warmly.
He stepped closer to press his chest as he cups your cheeks and deepened the kiss. His tongue invaded your mouth and you moan softly in response.
Your body surrenders under his touch and he pulls away from you hesistantly. You subconsciously follow his lips and kiss him again. "I'm really trying not to.. did you want to wait until the third date? What are you comfortable with?" he asks.
You capture his lips in a slower kiss and he matched your lips perfectly. "I'm fine with taking you home right now," "Really?" you nod and drags his thumb along your lip. "Okay,"
You hop into the car and you tried your best to keep your composure. He holds your hand and presses a wet kiss to your palm before keeping it on his lap. The drive to your apartment was a short, tense one.
You park the car and you both get out of the car. He rounds the car and picks you up before throwing you over his shoulder. "Darnell," you scold. "By the time I'm done, there's not a single part on your body that I haven't licked."
"Oh God," your panties were soaked already. He unlocked the door and kicked the door closed. He moves your body so your legs were wrapped around his waist. He sits on the edge of the bed with you in his arms. You cup his cheeks and presses a series of kiss on his lips.
His lips locks with yours as he moves your hips against him. He pulls away to kiss down your neck, his hands travelling from the curve of your ass to underneath your shirt.
You lift your hands up for him to take off the shirt before opening his button up and licking up his chest pecks. "Fuck," he groans. He unclasps your bra as he leaves kiss down the valley of your breasts.
Your mouth falls open when he suckles on one of your breasts while pinching the other with his hand. "D-darnell," arching closer to him, you roll your hips onto his to chase your euphoria when he alternates to the other breast.
"God," you groan. His free hand slide into your tights and draws slow circles on your clit, earning a low moan from you. It wasn't long before you reached your peak for the first time that night.
Although you had a feeling that it wouldn't be your last. He pulls your panties aside and slides a finger in, making you claw at his shoulders. Another finger meets your velvelty channel and he scissors you open.
"Fuck,oh God." He hums at your words and you roll your hips to match the rhythm of his fingers. His dick twitches in his pants when he sees you throw your head back with your eyes screwed shut. Your body trembles under your quickly approaching orgasm.
You wait for your body to stop trembling before you push him on his back, his eyes never leave yours when you unzip his jeans and slide it down his legs. Sitting down next to him, you watch as you palm his solid dick under his boxer. He lifts his hips into your touch and you run your tongue over your teeth.
He brings you down for deep kiss and you pull him out of his boxers. You silence his moans with your lips and slowly pump him while stimulating his tip with your thumb.
"God damn," he moans when you pull away from his lips. Picking up your pace, you wrap your lips around him and slide down half way his shaft. You swirl your tongue around his throbbing tip while you hear his broken gasps above you.
Alternating between rolling your tongue on the underside of his dick and licking the tip, he came with a soft groan.
Waiting until you swallowed every single drop of seed he had to offer, he says, "Take everything off," you stand and wiggle out of your tights and soaked panties. He pats his thigh and you straddle him instinctively.
He opens the condom packet and slide it on his dick. "You ready baby?" "God, yes," you say before kissing him again. Slowly sinking on him, your walls stretch as far as it could. Chills roll down your body as your body mended with yours.
His hands find your hips and you rock on the balls of your feet, moaning when he finds a sensitive spot against your upper wall. You both gasp when you clench around him. He scratches down your thighs and you mewl at the sensation. He rubs your clit softly and he could tell you were close.
He stops his movements and you look at him with confusion. He lays you down on your back and pulls out of you. "What hap- oh!" he spreads your folds with his thumbs and scoops up your slickness with his tongue.
He slurps the new wetness seeping from you and flicks his tongue over your stimulated nub. "Darnell, fuck fuck!" Your back arches when you found the sweet peak of your orgasm.
He slids back into you and props your legs over his shoulders. Grabbing your chin so you are looking directly into his eyes. You noticed a small change in his eyes and you knew then that he was going to fuck you within an inch of your life.
He drills into you like his life depended on it. Your thighs started to feel tingly from flexing it so hard and your breasts bounced with every thrust. He pops a nipple into his mouth once again and strums your clit with his fingers.
A yell escaped your lips that left your throat hurting. "Ah, ah, damn it, I can't," "It's alright, you're almost there. Come for me, baby." he encourages before kissing you.
You dig your nails into his back as you came down for the fourth time that night. He came soon after and pulled out of you while you both caught your breath.
"Damn," he says with a chuckle when he noticed how bonless you were. "Are you okay?" you hummed in response and he pulled back the covers. He leans his back against the headboard and pulled you in between his legs, your back pressed against his warm chest.
He left kisses down your neck and rubbed circles down your thighs. You absolutely loved thigh rubs, if you could move, you would hop on him against just so he could rub your thighs. "You like that don't you, pretty girl?" he says and you moan at his words.
"You should commend yourself. I haven't been rendered speechless before." you say, making him chuckle. "How do you want me to take care of you?" "Thigh rubs and food is fine with me," "You got it, baby,"
