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Dimitri Marcello

I side eye him.

"You wildn for texting them bitches in front of my face," I tell him.

He stops and looks over at me stale as hell.

I already know he's thinking to himself.

My bad.

I try my best to keep my eyes on the road. He looks back down at his phone.

Day off the shits.

"Where do you want to go?" I ask him.

He shrugs his shoulders.

When I picked him up he seemed troubled.

"Are you ok?"

He looks at me and slowly shakes his head.

Thanks for being honest lil daddy.

"Where you want me to take you?" I ask, but he just shrugs his shoulders.

I shoulda planned this out more. If I get a next time that shit will be bomb.

I pull into an empty lot and turn the car off.

"Well I'm not taking you to my house cause you might get fucked," I tell him jokingly.

He stops himself from laughing.

"I'm for real lil daddy," I tell him.

"Fuck that other shit you on," he signs then fluffs out his damp curls.

"What's wrong?" I ask him again.

I could guess it and be right honestly.

"Shana was ripping me a new ass when you texted me," he tells me.

I cock my head to the side.

"Huh? Why?"

Fuck Shana.

I'm grimy for putting Day through the ringer, but the only reason I chilled over there like that was because of him.

"What do you mean why? She's blaming me for you breaking up with her."

I didn't want me breaking up with Shana to affect him. I honestly didn't think it would.

Or?

"What? Did Ron tell her. I didn't see that shit coming," I tell him angrily.

Ron my boy.

He shakes his head.

"Ron has been chill. He was taking up for me when Shana was acting crazy. She doesn't even know about what we are." I think he says.

Hold up.

"What we are... and what are we?"

He scrunches up his eyebrows.

"We ain't shit."

Oh shit, word.

I nod.

"You're right as hell."

He crosses his arms. I lean over.

"So why are you in my car right now? I didn't kidnap yo ass," I say rudely.

He laughs in my face and waves me off. His expression turns into a stone one after.

"So why did you break up with Shana? I didn't put a gun to your head."

I grab his hands.

"I might be a dick or even tease you a bit or rough you up, but I care."

I do.

His shoulders relax and I let go of his hands. He just looks at me.

I can tell that he's thinking. I hold my hand up.

"Just a little bit though," I ruin it all.

His face hardens.

"Bullshit," he signs.

I smile and we both laugh until it awkwardly fades off. I notice his smooth skin brightening up.

"What?" I sign.

He holds his hand up.

"Can-can I kiss you," he points at me.

What?

He's acting like he don't be fucking these hoes around here.

Well this is different for him.

I smile at him and hold my hands in the air while he moves closer to me. He connects his lips with mine and kisses me slow.

I keep my hands up, so it'll be all him.

He doesn't have to accept being gay... he just has to accept being gay for me.

He deepens the kiss and I finally let myself touch him.

I really couldn't go another second.

He bites down on my bottom lip.

My dick hardens instantly and I pull away.

He need to chill...

"If you're tryna keep your virginity," I try to say but he cuts me off with another kiss.

His lips are so soft.

His left hand makes its way to my inner thigh while the other lightly grips my face. His fingers rub across my dick; I feel him tense up a little.

Day isn't ready for my dick I don't know what's going on with him.

I smile against his lips and he pulls away.

"What?" He asks.

It makes me smile harder.

I love his voice, it's so unique.

"You're so red," I tell him.

"Stop doing that shit," he signs shyly.

Tryna be the hard ass nigga still.

His phone suddenly starts buzzing non stop. He holds a finger up at me.

"Yo, don't put me on hold," I tell him.

He looks at his screen and his whole mood changes. He shifts in his seat while he types away at his phone and I notice his print.

I quickly slip my hand in his pants. He grabs my arm in shock.

Don't be shook.

I still can't get over him being a ladies man. He failed to hold his nut with me.

I mean.

Maybe it was just the one time. It's not like I did some wow shit, I just was beating him off.

His phone keeps going off ass he struggles against my hand. I lean over more and start kissing him.

I take his dominance this time.

I massage him through his boxers and he
moans into my mouth more. His hand loosens around my arm as I trail my kisses to his neck.

I bite at his soft, making him moan more. He starts gently pushing me away.

"What?" I ask in a daze.

He kicks his slides off and climbs in the back seat.

I watch him.

Lord.

I sit back in my seat and look at him through the rear view mirror. I rub my hardness through my sweats.

I look in the back and Day throws his shirt to the front of the car. I take my keys out of the ignition and put them in my cup holder.

I get out and hop in the back. Before I can even close the door Day starts kissing my neck.

I pull him on top of me and run my hands across his blushing brown skin.

He pulls away from me and holds his hands in the small space between us.

He moves his hands from the sides of his head to mine, like he's pulling information from my brain and putting it into his.

He points to himself.

Teach me?

I just woke up. How do y'all feel? Don't shoot me. 🤗. I fucks with this chapter. My eyes itch like heck right now. Ok that's random but I just wanted to let y'all know and? Please comment and vote. Day? Dimitri? Dem hoes? Whoever was texting him? I'm still working around Dimitri's person not having an insta so the selection it limited.

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