#ta-ki

Ma-ki was coming over to your dorm. You've never shared a class with Ma-ki until this year.

You had almost every class together. You loved it because you got to see Ma-ki more.

It bothered you to see him often, but you two have been together long enough to know each other's boundaries.

You hummed as you made your bed. You placed the lap desk on the bed half-heartedly. Your roommate Dollie had gone out to party.

Dollie was the unexpected one. She had big blonde curls, doe eyes, pink lips, and a sharp button nose. Her eyelashes were long and luscious, but that was lash extensions. 

Without them, she had light blonde lashes you could barely see.

When you'd stand next to each other, you were polar opposites. 

Her pale complexion contrasted with your brown one. You had fuller lips. Your eyes were big, but your eyelids covered them. You and Dollie were the same height. You had dainty tattoos and butterfly locs in a bun. 

While you went for smaller tattoos, she had a sleeve done. That was another opposite of your personalities. You used your cuter side to get what you wanted, and Dollie used her sexiness.

She had an aura. It made you think she was tough as nails. Then there was you, the easy pushover who'd get quiet when she was upset.

That's what you did when Ma-ki would interrupt your dates with his constant phone calls.

Ma-ki opened the door and saw you standing beside your bed. His tall stature practically leaped on the mattress. He bounced as he groaned, "My everything hurts." You asked, "You came back from the gym?"

Ma-ki looked at you, "Yeah. I worked on my legs. Don't expect any standing from me."

You rolled your eyes and plopped on the bed next to him. Ma-ki's eyes widened, "Y/N, did you just roll your eyes at me?" 

You laughed, "I did." He crawled over and kissed you.

Kissing Ma-ki is a mistake. It always leads to distractions and missing assignments.

You moved away, "No. We have schoolwork. The project is due next week."

Ma-ki sighed and pulled out your laptop. "Okay, let's get it going then."

You worked for about an hour. It wasn't until Ma-ki got one of 'those' phone calls. The phone call took all his attention. He'd never answer it around you.

How were you not gonna be curious? You'd bring it up, and he'd say it was family stuff. But was it really?

Ma-ki's phone rang, and the ID came up. 'Pops'. He doesn't call his Dad that. You've met his Dad. He calls him Dad. 

Ma-ki walked out. He was gone for only a couple minutes before he came back. His demeanor was different. He said, "I gotta go."

You furrowed your eyebrows. Your voice was soft, "You're gonna leave me here to do the project alone?"

Ma-ki only took a deep breath, "I don't have time for that right now."

He was walking out of the room. Your eye twitched in anger. You were so pissed off. How could he leave like that? With an attitude at that.

You blinked back angry tears as you called your emergency contact. "What you need, girlie?" You whimpered, "Dollie, can you come home?"

You heard the loud music in the background growing quieter. "I'm on my way." You caught a male's voice, "What? I thought I was getting laid tonight?" 

The phone hung up. You couldn't help the pathetic laugh that left your chest.

What was Ma-ki doing this late at night? Why doesn't he tell me?

You didn't want to believe it, but Dollie was the one who told you. 

"Girlie, he's cheating on you." Your body froze, "Are you completely sure?"

You were crying at this point. Dollie's face looked as pained as yours. "I have to be honest. Leaving at night, no communication? That's weird."

You countered, "But he's so lovey-dovey with me." 

Dollie sighed, "Trust me, men are good multitaskers when they wanna be. Even so, you shouldn't be with someone treating you like a waste of time."

You thought to yourself. It adds up. 

Once, you even caught Ma-ki with a completely different phone.

He has to be cheating. "I'll ask him about it." Dollie furrowed her eyebrows, "No, you're gonna tell him about it."

You bit your lip. You didn't want to cause a confrontation.

The next day, you got a text from Ma-ki.

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Honest bitch💗

Goodmorning baby.

Honest bitch💗

I'm so sorry about yesterday. I won't be at school today.

Honest bitch💗

I never meant to walk out like that

You

We need to talk

Honest bitch💗

Right now?

You

I'll come to your dorm.

Honest bitch💗

You sure?

You

You've been hiding stuff from me. I hate that. I've given you my all. All my firsts, and you can't even be communicative

You

I'm really upset with you

Honest bitch💗

I'm sorry baby. I hope we can work this out in the end

You

Me too

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The truth is, you don't think you could. It wasn't in the cards for you both.

After loads of classes, You exhaustedly walked to Ma-ki's dorm. 

He looked... good.

His eyes were low, jaw clenched, muscular. He looked like the reason you swooned for him in the first place. He's so attractive that there's no way he's not cheating.

He walked toward you, and his hands slid across your waist, "Hi, babe."

You were going to push him away, but you melted. These were the arms you cried in after your mom passed away. The arms you seek comfort in. The arms that held you after your first time. 

"I don't wanna fight Y/N." You sighed, "Then be honest with me. Are you cheating?"

Ma-ki jerked, "What the hell? Girl, the fuck I look like cheating on a baddie like you? Whose in this college that could even amount to you?"

You giggled, and the tears started streaming, "Are you sure?"

He cupped your cheeks and wiped your tears away. "Baby, I love you."

You pouted, "Aw, okay. I love you too."

He kissed your lips softly. He never wants to hurt you. If he does, he never means it. But you didn't ask him to be honest. You should've.

Ma-ki POV

Y/N and I were back to normal. After our fight, it took a week to strengthen our relationship. I avoided calls from Pops. He always gave me odd delivery jobs. 

He said I shouldn't ask, and I'll get my payment. I wasn't supposed to be doing this.

I was looking for a job to get Y/N a new laptop because it'd shut down during assignments. 

I still remember her cute cries. She was upset that her laptop deleted her entire essay. It was due the next day.

I convinced her teacher to give her an extension, and we recovered the essay. She got an A.

I decided to get a job in secret to get her a new laptop. 

I found this guy who paid 1000 dollars for delivery services. It was a 'don't ask, don't tell' policy. I slowly started to realize I joined a gang.

Now, Pops was inviting me to parties. I was witnessing guns and drug usage. I can't snitch because I'd be an accomplice.

There's no way to get out. I've asked.

The only solution is to find someone who can do the job better. I can't do that to somebody.

It was when Y/N and I were cuddled up and watching a movie. That phone call happened, and I ignored it. Then, it buzzed again. Y/N had her knees to her chest as she bit her bottom lip.

That habit was so addicting to watch. The way her plump, soft lips got caught in her teeth.

Her eyes were round as she looked at me, "Answer it."

I sighed and picked up the phone. I lifted the covers, but Y/N grabbed my shirt. She sternly said, "I wanna hear."

Her eyes were pleading. I loved those eyes. "I-I can't."

She furrowed those cute eyebrows, "Why?" 

Her grip got tighter, her eyes filled with disappointment, "Answer me."

I gently pulled her hand off my shirt, "I said no, baby." I walked out of the room and whispered.

"What do you want, dude?" Pop's said, "You keep fucking playing with me. I need you to deliver these goods."

With agitation, I rubbed my eyebrows, "I can't keep doing this. My girlfriend is onto me."

Pop's said, "Womp fucking womp. If you don't do this, I'll fucking kill her."

My body stiffened, "Don't say shit like that."

Pop's said, "I sent you my location. Deliver the goods."

I hung up and turned around. Y/N stood at the doorway. She quizzically asked, "Your girlfriend is onto you?"

My heart quickened, "How much did you hear?" She repeated, "Your girlfriend is onto you?"

I sighed, "I really have to go."

Y/N furrowed her eyebrows, "What are you doing? Are you with someone else?"

I let out a groan in agony, "I can't right now, baby. I really have to go. It's urgent."

Your POV

He can't be fucking serious. Now I'm angry. 

I wanted to give him this last chance. I told him this was it, but he ruined it. He doesn't respect my words and wishes.

You clicked off the TV and slammed his door closed. You walked to your dorm room and stomped to your bed. Dollie wasn't home.

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You

What time?

Dollie Locks🌼

Probably 3 AM

Dollie Locks🌼

Tf he do this time?

You

He left with no explanation.

You

I caught him on the phone saying 'my girlfriend is onto me... don't say stupid shit like that'

Dollie Locks🌼

Babe you shouldn't have even given him another chance.

You

I know

You

I just really love him. He was my first you know? I can't let go of him.

Dollie Locks🌼

Oh poor baby

Dollie Locks🌼

I know, but you can't hold onto to someone who doesn't treat you right

You

You're right

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This time, you weren't going to wait for him. You were going to tell him off. You curled into your pillow as you forced yourself to sleep.

You heard stomping and a groan in your room. You looked up, and Ma-ki was all bloodied up.

"Ma-ki?! Baby! What happened to you?!" He hugged you, "I need help."

Your hands were shaking as you made your way to the bathroom. The first aid kit was there for emergencies.

You ran back to the room, and he was lying on your bed, staring at the ceiling.

You lifted his head and put it on your lap.

"What happened?"

Ma-ki confessed, "I got beat up." He shook his head.

You gently put a Q-tip on his cheek. "Why?"

You were holding back tears, "It was a power play." You growled, "Stop beating around the bush! Are you getting into illegal fights or something?"

Ma-ki sighed, "No."

He grabbed your face and pulled you down for a gentle kiss.

"Stop." You mouthed over his. "You can't keep hiding this shit from me. I can't trust you anymore."

Ma-ki whinced, "I can't tell you. It's too dangerous."

You furrowed your eyebrows, "How do I know you're being honest about that?"

Ma-ki stayed silent. He had nothing to say. You sighed, "We need a break."

Ma-ki lifted himself, "What? No."

You shuddered at his beat-up face, "You're not my Ma-ki anymore. You're hiding shit, coming home late at night beat up, and you're lashing out at me."

"You're not gonna get with anyone else, right?" You snapped, "I should be asking you that! You've lied too many times. Shit, I didn't even ask about the burner phone. I mean, what the fuck, Ma-ki! What am I supposed to do!?"

Ma-ki had nothing to say. His shoulders dropped with his head. "Fine. I guess I'll see you at class."

He left. He chose to leave you instead of telling you the fucking truth.

That was a sickening feeling.

You didn't go to class the next day. The thought of seeing Ma-ki made your head spin.

Dollie was trying her hardest to cheer you up, but Ma-ki was someone you couldn't just get over.

You stayed in your room crying. You only wanted Ma-ki to be honest. 

Ma-Ki's POV

"What's the move? You did it?"

Pops looked at me with that greedy anticipation. Nothing but death and evil in his eyes. "No. You can beat me as much as you fucking want. I'm not hurting my girlfriend."

Pop's laughed, "Ex-girlfriend. She 'needed a break,' remember?"

My eye twitched. I watched as Pop's cracked his knuckles. He said, "Ah. Looks like I'm taking this into my own hands."

Your POV

You went back to class two weeks later. Dollie had told you a cute boy had joined the college. She has a thing for bad boys.

When you looked at him, he was black. Your eyes widened as you took it in. It's not the craziest thing in the world, but for Japan, it was insane.

You shyly sat in your regular seat and watched him.

His name was next in the roll call. The professor said, "Darell?" He put up his two fingers and went back to his computer.

You tilted your head as you thought to yourself.

I wonder if he's from the States? Maybe Canada or something. He's a little darker. He could be from Ghana or something. Nah, his hair is too long for that. His Mom would make him cut that for sure.

You continued to profile him silently. Your professor didn't feel like teaching, so he let the class work on essays.

You decided to let your curiosity go and start your essay.

It wasn't until your professor yelled at you to leave his class. You felt a presence as you packed your bag. You looked up to see Darell.

"Where you from?" His voice was so deep. His dark eyes and playful smirk were intense.

Your heart quickened, "I-" You froze as you stared at him further. You took in his tattoos and bright silver earrings. 

"You what?"

You cleared your throat, "New York." His eyes relaxed as he nodded slowly. A satisfying breath left his chest as he said, "Ah. The suburbs?"

Your eye twitched, "What makes you think that? We lived in the Bronx with close to no money."

Darell smiled, "You're feisty."

You looked around the classroom. The entire class had left. You stood up abruptly and said, "I have another class. See you around."

Darell yelled, "Let me get your number. I don't know what's going on in the class."

You shook your head, "Ask someone else. I have a really jealous boyfriend."

That's the biggest lie you've ever told. Ma-ki knew he was the shit and didn't care about who you had on your phone.

He knew you loved him unconditionally. That fact was starting to change. 

Maybe if he realized you were considering leaving, he'd tighten up. What's breaking a pretty boy's heart? It might sting a little more because we're the same race.

You turned around, "...Matter of fact, give me your number."

He practically skipped over to give it to you.

Ma-ki POV

I rolled my eyes as I watched Pops giggle at his phone for the eighth time. "The hell you laughing at?"

Pops smiled, "Not much. Met a fun person recently." I walked over to take a peek, but he snatched it away.

He looked at his phone and then back at me. "Matter of a fact, come see."

I looked at the screen and read the messages.

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Darell

Yeah I saw you in class immediately and thought you were a cutie

Y/N

Thx

Y/N

Thought it was cool to be friend with a fellow black friend

Darell

You wanna hang out??

Y/N

Not really at all actually

Darell

lmfao you're pretty direct

Y/N

Really? My bf doesn't think so... it's the only reason I'm talking to you right now anyway. Trying to get him to lock in and talk to me.

Darell

Word? We could meet at college or something to make him jealous

Y/N

Were you a petty ass woman in your past life??

Y/N

My bf doesn't get jealous and he'd know what I was playing at.

Y/N

I'm also not messy enough to do that

Y/N

I just want him to see that I don't need him as much as he thinks.

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The first feeling that came was anger. What does Y/N mean by 'she doesn't need me'?

In my bones, the worry settled, "Stay away from my girlfriend."

My jaw was tight, and my voice was firm as I looked him dead in his eyes.

"I have a job to do. Get rid of that girl. Her daddy has been in the game for a long time, and I'm trying to send a threat to him. I want that throne."

I bawled my fist, "I don't care. Y/N's Dad is like a second father to me. I won't let you take her other parent."

Pops quirked an eyebrow, "Yeah? Watch me." I had enough. I reached for his arm as he walked away from me. "I'm serious. She has nothing to do with any of this shit. You made me do all this bullshit for nothing. She doesn't know shit."

Pos laughed. He looked at my hand and grabbed it faster, "Get your fucking hands off me."

He pushed me back and punched me square in the jaw. I launched myself at him, throwing a jaw-cracking hit. Pops's nose started to bleed as he came at me. He choked me out.

The adrenaline made me stronger. I body-slammed Pops against the wall and kicked him in the face. "Stay the fuck away from my girlfriend."

He spat blood from his throat. "You're gonna fucking regret that."

I rolled my eyes and made my way out of the studio. "I'm telling Mr. L/N about your shit."

Y/N's POV

You were at the gym, stretching. Dollie drank water while on the treadmill.

You were debating whether you wanted to talk to Ma-ki.  Spring break was today. It felt weird to not bring him home with you. All his family is in Germany, and he can't go far. You usually brought him over with you.

After your Mom passed, you've been inviting Dollie over. She had to meet with her boyfriend's parents this year.

You knew your Dad would ask, and you didn't want Ma-ki in trouble.

You texted him.

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You

You wanna come with me to see my dad

Honest bitch💗

Aren't we on a break?

Honest bitch💗

What would 'Darell' think??

You

LMAO yeah okay

You

So you cominggg orrr??

Honest bitch💗

No Y/N

You

Where are you going to go then?

Honest bitch💗

I'll stay here.

Honest bitch💗

I can't talk rn anyway

You

You sure you don't want to come???? My dad is gonna ask questions

Honest bitch💗

No i just need to be alone rn

You

Ok

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Your breathing was different. It felt more rushed, more ragged. 

Ma-ki doesn't love me anymore.

You disappeared. Dollie finished her work, and you were gone. You were driving to your Dad's place. 

You needed to get away. Dollie was texting, and you shut your phone off. You couldn't handle it.

"Sweetie!" You hugged your Dad. He swayed you two and gave you a kiss on the head. "Where's Ma-ki?"

You shook your head as he took your luggage. "We got into a fight. He's been hiding things."

Your Dad frowned. His beard furrowed with his bottom lip. "Hiding things like what? Is he cheating?" You laughed, "He's not dumb enough to do that."

Your Dad nodded along. "Okay, so what's been going on then?"

You walked into the house, "I don't really know. He won't tell me."

Your Dad followed you through the house as you walked to your childhood home. 

"Yeah? Need me to talk to him?"

You left the door open for him to roll in the luggage. "No, Dad. I got it. I put him on punishment."

Your Dad furrowed his eyebrows and stared at you. "Well, alright. Get settled. Grandma and Grandpa are coming over."

Your smile beamed, "Okay." Your Dad walked down the stairs quietly, and you sat on your bed. 

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Darell

YURRRR how is New York?

You

I'm not there

Darell

Your at the dorms???

You

No I'm still in Japan. My family lives here.

Darell

That's whatsup

Darell

Your boyfriend walking around campus beat up

You

Ik we argued today ig

Darell

No i mean black eye

You

WHAT?

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You were calling Ma-ki in a second. He hung up. You called about four times, and he finally answered. "What the hell do you want?"

You said with a tinge of anger, "Let me see your fucking face."

Ma-ki frowned, and his face was in the camera. A black eye, cut on the forehead, and bruises around the neck. 

You took a deep breath in an attempt to control your mouth. 

You opened your eyes and said, "Bring your ass to my Dad's house now. You can hide shit from me, but you're gonna talk to him."

Ma-ki sighed, "I'm not doing that." You yelled, "You need to talk to someone! You're not talking to me! Come to this house in the next three hours, or you'll have more cuts and bruises to worry about."

Ma-ki sighed, "Alright."

He was about to hang up. Your face softened, and he looked at you with worry. He said, "I'm okay." You felt tears starting to well up, "How am I supposed to know that? I'm scared."

Ma-ki was usually stoic, but his voice was soothing, "Hey? I love you, and I'll see you soon."

You wept, "I love you too."

Your grandparents left, and you waited for Ma-ki. You were panicked while your Dad tried to understand what was happening. You didn't know how to explain it, even if you could.

Ma-ki came in, and you ran toward him with the kind of urgency you expect from someone who's dying.

Ma-ki hugged you tightly, "See? I'm okay." He kissed your head with the comfort you haven't felt from him in weeks. 

Your Dad walked up, "Let's go, son."

Ma-ki glanced at you and walked with your Dad. 

You don't know why Ma-ki thinks you wouldn't listen. You were at that door, ear hustling.

Your Dad said, "What the hell, man? What are you doing?"

Ma-ki took a shakey breath, "I've wanted to come clean for a long time to you, sir. I'm... in a gang."

There was silence. Your Dad sighed. You heard him shift in his chair as the air went heavy. 

Your Dad said, "I would beat your ass, but someone already did."

Your body shook as you covered your mouth. 

Ma-ki's in a gang?

Ma-ki came clean, "Well, Y/N needed a new Laptop. I started taking odd jobs to afford it. Suddenly, Pops said he knew you and could donate."

Your Dad sighed, "You know about the family business then?"

You didn't hear a response. Ma-ki said, "You're a gang leader." There was more silence.

Ma-ki warned, "Pop's isn't who you think he is. He's been trying to get me to hurt Y/N, but I can't. It's my fault for hiding it from her. I don't want to hurt her. I didn't want her to discover your business either."

You burst open the door, "Too fucking late."

You were crying as you stared at the two protectors you loved dearly. "What? Ya'll think I can't handle myself?"

Your Dad's eyes were wide, "No... This is entirely different. People are trying to kill you."

You didn't give a fuck. Two people you thought would protect you were putting you in more danger, "Send Pop's to jail."

Your Dad shook his head, "No. That'll get us caught."

You shouted, "Should've thought of that before being a fucking gang leader!"

Ma-ki froze. 

You shook your head, "How the fuck are we gonna fix this?"

Your Dad took a deep sigh, "I'll handle it. You two should sit back. Don't contact Pops."

He dismissed you like it was nothing.

When you exited his office, Ma-ki tried to grab you. You moved away, "Don't fucking touch me."

Ma-ki's eyes went soft. "I'm sorry."

You wept, "Be as sorry as you want. I won't forgive you."

Ma-ki didn't know what to say. His eyes were pleading to you. You let out a shaky breath. "Did you even pack a bag?"

Ma-ki only shook his head. He wasn't making eye contact with you. His eyes outline you, but he couldn't look you in your angry eyes. "Let's go then."

Ma-ki's eyebrows knitted together as he said, "Absolutely not. It's dangerous! You need to stay here."

You argued, "If you get punched in the face again, you'll go cold. I'm coming with you."

Ma-ki looked at your Dad's office door, then back at you. "Fine, but only because I know you're crazy."

You followed him to your driveway. You didn't let him drive. He probably had a concussion and some more shit.

You sped to the campus and walked to his dorm with him.

There was no talk between you two. You didn't speak because you were on the brink of screaming, and Ma-ki didn't talk because he feared you.

You don't get angry often, but when you do, you break down. Ma-ki didn't want to put you through that.

Ma-ki folded his shirt and put it in his luggage. You reached for the book you must've forgotten at his dorm and read it on his bed. It was still just as silent.

The only sound was the quiet folds of fabric and paper.

Ma-ki bent over to grab a pair of pants.

BOW*

You looked up frantically to see him holding his head. "You okay?"

You held in a laugh. Ma-ki looked at you, annoyed, "I'm fine." You furrowed your eyebrows. Your tone changed to somewhat of an old-school mother.

"Fix your damn tone when you talk to me. You're the one in the wrong."

Ma-ki was about to start talking, but you saw the blood drip down his head. "Fuck. How hard did you hit your head?"

You ran for the first aid kit. Ma-ki said, "I'm okay. You don't need to do all of that."

"You're bleeding, baby."

Ma-ki relaxed to the sound of that nickname. It meant he was back in your good graces. 

He sat on the bed as you aided his wounds. He was looking at your focused face as he thought to himself.

His hands slid to your hips. His grip alone was enough to rock you back and forth.

"I'm sorry."

Your face softened. Your eyes traced Ma-ki's jaw, dimple, and then his eyes.

His eyes looked so vulnerable. 

"It's okay, Ma-ki."

He shook his head, "I've made you cry. You thought I was cheating on you. This is all unhealthy shit. Our relationship is horrible because of me."

You put the bandaid on his temple and kissed it. "We can work through it. We always do."

Ma-ki pulled you close. His head fell on your shoulder as he groaned.

"I love you to pieces."

You smiled, "I love you."

You were crawling in his lap as you kissed him with desperation.

Your hands tangled in his hair as he tangled in your locs.

You felt yourself falling down on his mattress. Ma-ki's hands slid down to your ass as he squeezed and slapped.

You whined in his mouth as he slipped his tongue back in.

Your bodies were on fire. You haven't had sex in a long time.

Ma-ki grabbed you closer and flipped you over. Now, he was towering over you. His hands slid up your shirt as he played with your boobs.

You watched the outline of his hands through your white shirt.

You squeezed your thighs together as you whimpered, "...m-more."

Ma-ki pulled your shirt off. He was kissing your neck, sucking on the sensitive spots he's come to know.

You couldn't help but moan when he sucked on that spot.

Ma-ki was smiling against your neck as his kisses trailed to your breast. He knew how sensitive your boobs were. 

His mouth played with your nipple as you felt his thumb rub circles on the other. You whined, "Please!"

Ma-ki whispered, "You like that?"

You nodded hastily. Your back arched, getting you closer to his mouth. Ma-ki wrapped both his arms around you to keep your body close.

Your rib cage was visible through your skin from how arched you were.

Ma-ki trailed down your stomach as he pulled off your panties.

"You're gonna taste so good."

He kissed your clit and looked up at you. Your eyes were hazed as you stared at him.

Ma-ki kissed your clit again, and you whined, "...don't play with me."

Ma-ki laughed and wrapped his pretty, pink, plump lips on your bud. He sucked hard, earning a loud moan from you.

His fingers dipped into your hole, and you could feel yourself leaking from him already.

Ma-ki said against your clit, "I'm so sorry, baby. I won't ever hide anything from you again."

Your body relaxed as his pace quickened. Taking his thick, pale fingers.

You heard Ma-ki slurp, and you felt your juices start to slide down your ass. The knot in your stomach grew.

You whimpered, "I'm gonna cum Ma-ki."

His pace quickened, "Cum for me. Cum all over my fingers, baby."

You whimpered as you felt your pussy clench around his fingers. You started to cum, and your body shook.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, and you bit your lip to attempt to muffle the moans.

Ma-ki pulled out, and you felt your juices spill out after. "Such a good girl."

He kissed you again. You tasted yourself on his tongue as he slipped it back into your mouth.

He started unbuttoning his pants, not breaking from the kiss. Your legs wrapped around his waist as his pants dropped. You felt him sliding his dick over your folds.

You whined in his mouth from the teasing. He smiled, "I know. You feel so good already."

You shuddered as he kissed your neck again. You reached for his dick and started pumping. Your tiny hand couldn't wrap around the entire thing.

Ma-ki grunted from your pumping. "Yeah? You want it?"

You nodded.

Ma-ki pulled away to find your hole. As he sunk inside of you, you both let out a sigh. It felt so good.

He stretched you well every time. It felt better since it's been so long.

Ma-ki was leaning back in as he kissed your nose. "You okay?"

You're breathing was heavy. "Y-yeah."

He moved slowly. His hips ground against yours in a steady practice.

The kind of grind you've seen him do as a dance move. Slow and intimate.

Your eyes stayed on each other as you two moaned. Ma-ki said, "I love you." You smiled sweetly, "I love you more."

Ma-ki's thrust got a little rougher. Your hands gripped his shoulder as you tried to take all of him. He didn't slide all the way in.

You wanted him deeper, harder, faster.

You groaned, "Ma-ki baby. Deeper. Please."

Ma-ki grunted, "Fuck, take me deep baby."

You felt him push himself into you. You shuddered at the feeling of him hitting your G-spot. 

Ma-ki buried his head in your neck as he fucked you faster.

"You like when I fuck you with this dick? Mm?" Your response was a high-pitched yes.

The kind you only heard in Porno's.

"Yes! Ma-ki, yes! You feel so good."

Ma-ki's thrust got sharp as the skin slapped between you. His voice was low as he said, "You're so fucking tight."

You clenched around him. He groaned, "Fuck, I'm gonna cum."

Your nails dug into his back as you wrapped your legs tighter around his waist. His hips slammed deeper, and you screamed.

You felt him move the flesh further back. "Faster!" You panted. Ma-ki picked up the speed as the knot in your stomach tightened. It wasn't long before you were both cumming.

Ma-ki was groaning loudly in your ear. "Ah, fuck~"

Your muscles relax. You pulled away, and Ma-ki kept you close.

"You're not going anywhere."

His dick was pulsing in you. You hit his shoulder to swat him away, but he kept you there. He rolled over and spooned you. He plugged himself back in you.

You whimpered as you felt your body grow heavy.

Ma-ki whispered, "I love you cutie."

You said back, "I love you too."

Your Dad wondered where you two went. You two took an hour-long nap and were making it back to your Dad's house. You were gone for over three hours.

When you got there, your Dad was on an important call. You could tell it was serious by the way his eyebrows knit together.

Ma-ki followed you to your room, slapping your ass again.

You giggled, climbing on him. He held you at his waist as he kissed you again and again.

The sex helped you two better than expected.

You jumped off Ma-ki and asked, "You want something to eat? We have some leftovers."

He nodded, "Yeah. What'd you make?"

"Jerk chicken and coconut rice."

Ma-ki was running down the stairs. You laughed as you watched Ma-ki's phone light up.

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Pops

I'm texting your girlfriend

Pops

Where tf are you at?

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What does he mean by 'he's texting me?' I didn't get a text from him.

When you checked, the only message you got was from Darell.

Then, the realization clicked. "Oh my God."

You chased Ma-ki to the dining room to see him already eating. He saw your phone and his in your hand. He quirked an eyebrow, "Did you forget my password? It's your birthday."

You shook your head, "Darell is Pops."

Ma-ki tensed, "Oh yeah. I forgot to tell you that."

You were about to yell, but the sex was too good to get mad at him again.

"Okay, well. Text Darell for me. I don't want to fuck something up."

Ma-ki shook his head, "No. Your Dad said he'd handle it."

You pouted, "But if I don't respond, he'll suspect something is up."

Ma-ki sighed and reached for your phone.

He put in the password and looked at the message. He scoffed. "Really? This is how he talks to you?"

You peeked and said, "Yeah, and I'd always reject it." Ma-ki rolled his eyes as you nudged him.

You nagged, "Cut me some slack. Darell is the only black guy at the school that I know."

He sighed and answered.

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Darell

Hey cutie you doing okay?

Darell

That bf of yours causing you trouble??

Darell

I hope you not taking his two incher right now

Darell

Mine is bigger btw🫣

You

Darell wha da hail you talking about?

Darell

LMAO i'm just kidding around baby

Darell

We're on spring break, wnana hang?

You

Nah, I'm chilling with my bf

Darell

yeah? Tell him I said Pops says hi

You

You two know each other?

Darell

How you think he got those bruises baby?

Darell

He didn't like that I was texting you

You

Ma-ki isn't jealous just protective

You

You must be bad news then?

Darell

Real bad

Darell

This dick almost split a girl in half once

Darell

She had to get surgery

You

Why are you talking about your dick sm

Darell

Cause I want you to think about

You

I don't want to think about your dick

You

This convo is getting weird

You

I'm boutta eat and sleep

You

WITH my BOYFRIEND

Darell

Alr i see how it is.

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You said, "God, he talks like men from Wizz."

Ma-ki laughed, "You get traumatized this often by men?"

You nodded, "You should see my DM's."

He smiled, "I'm good."

Spring break ended, and you needed to go back to school.

What was scary was that Darell or Pops vanished without a trace.

There were rumors that he got arrested for selling drugs on campus.  You were worried your Dad did something to him. But your Dad told you he got him arrested for sexual harassment on campus.

You don't know how or why, but you chose not to ask.

You and Ma-ki's relationship was impenetrable, and there were no more secrets.