Bitch, I Had To Use All My Pictures For These Motherfuckin Gifs Oh My God This Nigga Is So Fucking Fooiinneee

Bitch, I had to use all my pictures for these motherfuckin gifs oh my God this nigga is so fucking fooiinneee the way that I screamed looking at the first one my coochie literally splashed hoe 💦💦 And that is a true Nigerian king 🧎🏿‍♀️ the way that that ass looks from the hair to the tattoos to the chest to the ass into the motherfucking big dick nigga like I don’t see no padding in there either 👀👀👀👀

JOHN BOYEGA Pirelli Calendar 2025

My Toxic Baby Daddy

John Boyega as Fontaine

WARNING: SMUT, 18+

Masterlist Masterlist 2

“ Mommy! Wake up! It’s morning! “

You groaned and stirred in your sleep feeling your 5 year old daughter Amira jump on your bed. While she was a morning person, you were not. Your eyes fluttered open to see the clock read 8:00 AM before rubbing your eyes.

“ Sweetheart, just because it’s light outside doesn’t mean we have to get up. “ You chuckled while stretching.

“ Yes it does. It’s breakfast time! “

She crawled ontop of you and kissed your forehead before sliding off the bed and running downstairs making you chuckle. You sat up before grabbing your phone off the nightstand and scrolling through your notifications.

“ Goodmorning baby. I’ll be over later to see my 2 favorite girls. “

You sighed reading the text from your ex and your baby daddy Fontaine. He was the longest relationship you’ve been in. Since you separated a year ago, he hasn’t giving up on the relationship. While you tried to act like you were over him, he knew that wasn’t the case and so did you.

After freshening up in the bathroom, you walked towards Amira’s opened room door and seen her playing with her toys. You smiled and walked downstairs. As you were walking towards the kitchen, your phone vibrated in your hand.

“ Goodmorning beautiful. I can’t wait to get you tonight so we can enjoy our weekend together. I’ll see your pretty face soon ❤️ “

You smiled while reading the text before responded.

“ Goodmorning! I can’t wait for our weekend to get started. Can you send me the link to the Airbnb? I want to see the pictures again. “

3 months ago, you met your new boo Devin on a online dating app. You were curious about online dating and decided to give it a shot. Devin was the first guy you matched with and he immediately texted you. Your conversations went from online to in person when he took you on a date 2 weeks later. When you first thought of online dating, you were just doing it to have fun. Nothing was exclusive between you and Devin and both of you knew that.

After receiving the link, you scrolled through the pictures excitedly before locking your phone and starting breakfast. You whipped up some pancakes, sausage, eggs, and cut up fruit for the both of you. Amira heard you yell that breakfast was ready and ran downstairs as you plated her food and sat it at the kitchen table. You poured orange juice in her cup before going to make your plate. After sitting down with her, she spoke up.

“ Mommy, when is daddy coming back to live here? “ She asked catching you by surprise.

“ Um, why do you ask? “

“ I miss daddy living with us. “ She pouted.

“ Aww baby, you see him all the time though. He’s coming by today to see you. “

“ I wanna see him all throughout the day. Can he spend a night? “ She asked with her pleading eyes.

“ Baby remember, you’re going to stay with grandma and grandpa for the weekend. When I come back to get you, we’ll talk okay? “ You rubbed her cheek with your thumb.

“ Okay. “

As she went back to eating, you couldn’t help but sit there reminiscing about all of you living in the same house. You couldn’t deny that you didn’t think of it time to time. To this day, you would still be with Fontaine but he couldn’t stop chasing the money in the streets. He’s a well known drug dealer in LA and was all about making money. While you respected his hustle, he was barely there and you couldn’t take it anymore.

Things were different now with him. Instead of being on the streets and selling his product, he has people selling it for him. Even while you were separated, he would still send you money without having you ask for it. He always wanted to take care of the two most important women in his life.

After eating, you and Amira showered and you got dressed in This and Amira wore This. As you both finished getting dressed, you heard your doorbell ring. You went downstairs and opened the door revealing Fontaine standing at the doorway with his gold grilled smile.

“ What’s up baby? “ He smirks while stepping in as you backed up out of his way.

“ Amira your father is here! “ You turned away.

“ Daddy!! “ Amira ran downstairs and jumped into Fontaine’s arms before hugging him tight.

“ Babygirl! I missed you. “ He kissed her cheek while holding her.

“ I missed you more daddy. I have something to show you, i’m gonna go upstairs and grab it! “

She jumps down from his arms and runs upstairs. While she was upstairs, his eyes landed on you in the kitchen with his back facing him. He smirked walking up you and snacking his arms around you from behind making you gasp.

“ So we not talking? You know you missed me. “

His deep baritone voice sent chills down your spine. You felt his lips graze your neck before he kissed it softly making you turn around.

“ Taine, stop. You’re not here for me. You’re here for Amira. “

“ I’m here for the both of you. When are you going to stop acting mad let me come back home? “

He asks while trapping you with his arms on each side of you. He stood over your small frame and looked down into your eyes before Amira interrupted.

“ I found it! Look what mommy bought me! “ She says happily while holding up her new barbie doll.

“ Wow baby, that’s a beautiful doll. She looks alike like you too. You wanna go outside and play? “ He asks while walking towards her.

“ Yes! “

She grabs his hand while walking to the back door. While they spent time together outside, you were in the kitchen cleaning up the dishes from this morning. While he was distracted outside, you put up the clean dishes and went upstairs to your closet. You walked inside your closet and grabbed your suitcase to start packing. While you were busy stuffing your bag, you didn’t realize you left your phone downstairs.

15 mins went by and Fontaine came back inside to grab water from the fridge. After grabbing 2 bottles and closing the door, he heard your phone vibrate from the counter.

“ I’ll come by at 7 to get you. I can’t wait to see you love. “ Devin sent.

Fontaine eyebrow raised reading the text on your lock screen. He sat the bottles down and picked up your phone and unlocking it. Even after all this time, you still never changed your phone password. He scrolled through your text and saw the flirty texts between you and Devin. The more he scrolled, the angrier he became. He went to you and his text thread and secretly shared your location with him. After receiving it on his phone, he placed your phone back before grabbing the water and headed back outside.

Even though he was upset, he wasn’t going to let his anger show around Amira.

As the day went on, Amira was picked up by her grandparents and you were downstairs with your suitcase waiting for Devin to arrive. After 20 mins, you heard your doorbell ring.

“ Hey Devin. “ You smiled while opening the door.

“ Hey beautiful. You look amazing. “ He smiled while pulling you into him before hugging you with his arms around your waist.

“ Thank you. I’m so glad the weekend is finally here. “ You hugged back before pulling away.

“ Let me help you with your bags. We got a hour drive to look forward too. “

He grabs your suitcase and carries it to his trunk while you locked your house door up. You walked to the passenger side and got in before he got in and drove off.

You and Devin decided to get a cabin on the outskirts of the city to get some peace and enjoy each other’s company. This trip was much needed after working all the time and also being a single mom. While you were riding to your airbnb, Fontaine was at his friend Marcus’s house actively watching your location.

“ I can’t believe you got her location. After all this time, you still in love? “ Marcus asks while turning on his PS5.

“ I never stopped loving her and she hasn’t stopped loving me. I know she’s going out of town with this dude but he ain’t me. She know that. She know where home is. “

“ So what are you gonna do? “

“ Whenever they get there, ima let them get comfortable and settle in before I make my way there and shut shit down. Instead of him and her staying at this cabin, me and her will. “ He smirked.

“ So you’re gonna force this man out of the cabin that he paid for and stay in it? “ Marcus asks before scoffing.

“ Yeah. He ain’t gon’ do shit. I can tell from his picture that he’s a little bitch. “ He says making Marcus laugh.

“ You’re crazy man. I can’t wait to see how this will turn out. “

“ Trust me, I’ll let you know. “

2 hours went by and he seen your location at the address of the airbnb and stood up from the couch. He dapped Marcus before leaving out to his car. The whole hour drive there, he couldn’t stop thinking about you. He was ready to have his family back together. While he was on his way, you and Devin were watching TV on the couch. You had no idea that your night was about to turned upside down.

As an hour went by, you were upstairs in the shower while Devin was downstairs in the kitchen making a drink when he heard a knock on the door. He walked up to the door confused on who could be around in this area. Since he never met Fontaine, he opened the door unknowing that he’s your ex.

“ Can I help you my man? “ Devin asked.

“ You got a nice place here. Where Y/N at? “ Fontaine asks while making his way in.

“ Yo? What are you doing? You can’t just come in like that. “

Fontaine ignores him and looks around the living area with a smirk on his face. He saw the two drinks sitting on the kitchen island and walked over before grabbing one.

“ Damn this is a good drink man. Me and Y/N will enjoy this. “ Fontaine nodded before sipping the drink again.

“ Man, you got to get the fuck o- “

As Devin stepped up to him, Fontaine pulled out his gun in his front waistband and pointed it at his head making him put his hands up with fear all over his face.

“ You don’t got shit to say now? You think you special because she’s with you right now? “ He asks while Devin backs up into the wall. Taine pointed the gun under his chin making Devin breathe heavily.

“ She doesn’t belong to you. She won’t ever belong to you. How about you get the fuck out so we can enjoy our weekend together. “

“ L-Look man, I don’t want any problems. We just met awhile ago! “

“ Get the fuck out. If you call the police, I can easily have you put down, you understand? “

Devin nodded quickly before running out the front door making him chuckle. Fontaine closed the door behind him and went back into the living room to enjoy his drink while sitting his gun on the table. Meanwhile, you had no idea what was going on since you just got out of the shower. After rubbing Vanilla scented lotion on your skin, you slipped on This before walking downstairs and into the living room.

“ Hey Devin, I was thinking o- Fontaine?! “ Your heart fell to the bottom of your stomach when you seen him sitting on the couch smiling at you.

“ What’s up baby? “ He asks before sipping his drink.

“ Wh- I- What are you doing here? What did you do to Devin?! “ You asked loudly while walking up to him.

“ I sent him on his way. I told him thank you for booking this nice place for us before he left. He’s a nice man. “

“ Are you crazy? What is wrong with you?! “ You asked angrily making him smirk.

“ You don’t know how much you’re turning me on right now baby.. You know you look so good when you’re mad. “

He licked his lips with lust in his eyes. He could tell by the hitch in your breath that you were turned on but you tried your hardest to act hard. He sat his drink on the table and sat back with his arms along the couch.

“ Fontaine you need to l- “

As you were about to grab his arm, he pulled you onto him by your waist with his other arm. A gasp left your lips at his sudden move making you place your hands on his chest.

“ You know you don’t want me to leave. Things have changed since we separated Y/N. It’s not gonna be how it was before. You just gotta give me a chance to prove it. But if you want me to leave, I’ll do it. You just gotta look in my eyes and tell me. “

He says while sitting back and looking at you intensely. He could you were breaking down from your hard shell and was about to give in. He smirked before you leaned in and kissed him passionately. He pulls away and chuckles while shaking his head.

“ Nah baby.. you gotta work for it. You disrespected me by coming here with another man. Stand up and take off your clothes.. slowly.. “

He demands making you get up. You backed up some before turning around and taking off your onesie slowly. As you slid the sleeves off, you bent down while pushing the clothing down your legs exposing your ass in a thong. Fontaine bit his lip and groaned while rubbing his growing bulge. You removed the clothing from your ankles and turned around to face him.

“ Crawl to me. “

Fontaine could make you do anything. Any command he made, your body would react before you could. You got on all fours and crawled between his legs. Without saying a word, you took off his shoes, pants, and his underwear revealing his thick curved dick in his lap. He could see the hunger in your eyes as you looked at it. While you were in a trance, he caught your attention when he grabbed you by your chin to make you look up at him as he leaned down towards you.

“ You know you gotta make it up to me right? Open your mouth. “ He orders making you open and stick your tongue out. He spits onto your tongue before tongue kissing you while holding you by your throat. He pulls away before licking his lips.

“ You dont stop until I cum in that pretty mouth of yours, you understand? “

“ Yes daddy. “

You responded as he sat back on the couch. After settling yourself on your knees between his legs, you spit along his length before slowly stroking him. You wrapped your lips around his tip and sucked him slowly taking him in inch by inch. He moaned before throwing his head back after feeling your skillful mouth after so long. You bobbed your head further and further down his dick until he entered your throat. You held himself there to make yourself gag around him.

As you begin to suck him while stroking him simultaneously, you had him stuck in a trance. He loved seeing and feeling you eat his dick up. He could tell from how sloppy and messy you were being that you missed him.

“ You missed the taste of daddy’s dick didn’t you? Damn.. “

You placed your hands on your lap and started to suck him faster. With his mouth slightly opened, his eyes were closed with his hand on your head. You were sucking him so good he couldn’t wait to cum in your mouth. As his moans started to pick up, you knew he was about to cum and didn’t let up.

“ Oh fuck! “

He moaned out as his nut started to erupt in your mouth. You continued to suck and moaned around his dick as he covered your tastebuds with his essence. After removing him from your mouth and swallowing, Fontaine leaned down and tongue kissed you sloppily while holding your neck again. He moved his hand from your neck to your waist before pulling you up on his lap. Without breaking the kiss, you straddled his lap and slowly sat down on his dick making you moan into each other’s mouth.

Fontaine’s hands found your waist as you started to move your hips slowly while throwing your head back. He leans up and brings your nipple into his mouth as you held the back of his head.

“ Fuck.. “

You breathlessly moaned feeling him massage your walls. As you started to move your hips faster, he pops your nipple out of his mouth and smacks your ass.

“ Show me how much you missed me. “

He smirked before you leaned over his shoulder and begin to throw it back on him. Fontaine bit his lip and placed his hands on your ass while watching you throw your pussy on him. He missed feeling your tight walls squeezing around him. He slumped himself in the couch and held your cheeks apart as he started to thrust up into you making you hold onto the couch while moaning loudly.

“ Oh fuck! Oh my god! “

Your sounds of pleasure were music to his ears. Your pussy felt so good, he couldn’t wait to cum in it. He wrapped his arm around your waist and flipped you both over so you’re laid in the corner of the couch. He brought your legs onto his shoulders before leaning down towards you and thrusting deep. Fontaine smirked as you struggled to get your moans out.

“ Talk to me princess.. “

The only thing you could do was whimper while trying your best to maintain eye contact. Even after all this time and what happened tonight, you couldn’t deny that you were so still in love with him. While you were upset at his actions tonight, you were also turned on how he didn’t let anything stop him from having you. You loved and hated the effect he had on you. Nobody else made you feel weak other than him.

“ Oh my fucking god! Oh I hate you! “ You moaned out making him laugh before pecking your lips.

“ I love you more baby. “

He sat up and held your knees to your chest as he quickened his thrusts while hitting your spot. As his hips continued to rock, he heard you become silent and felt you squeeze around him letting him know you were cumming.

“ Let me have it.. “

He looked down as his dick became coated in your white substance. Your loud moans finally escaped your lips as he continued fucking you through your nut. He pulls out and leans down while holding your legs back as he cleaned your pussy with his tongue. You could tell how much he missed the taste of your pussy by the way he was moaning and slurping your flesh.

“ Shit… “

When his tongue found your clit, he sucked and slurped around your bud while shaking his head. As much as you tried to squirm from under him, he wasn’t letting you go anywhere. You laid under him trapped and whimpering from the intense pleasure. Moments later, he felt you gush around his lips making him release your bud and clean up your juices.

“ What are you doing to me.. “ You moaned breathlessly as he leaned to your face.

“ I’m showing you what you’ve been missing out on.. now you know nobody will ever do you like I do. “

He says before bringing you both to the floor. He throws a pillow down for your head to rest on before slightly arching your ass into the air. As he slides in from behind, he pins one of your arms behind your back and his other hand on the back of your neck before giving you his sharp thrusts.

“ Oh daddy i’m sorry for leaving you! “ You moaned while overwhelmed in pleasure.

“ I know you are. “

He says cockily before moaning. He was hitting every spot so good that your moans left your lips uncontrollably. The more he thrusted, the wetter your pussy became. Soon come, Fontaine begin to feel that familiar build up in his lower stomach making his thrusts become sloppy.

“ I think it’s time for us to have another baby don’t you think? “ He moaned.

“ Yes! Give it to me! “

The desperation in your voice sent him over the edge and made him cum hard into your womb. He moaned loudly while keeping himself buried deep inside you. Feeling him fill up your walls and his nut seep out of you felt like heaven. He released his hold on you before leaning down and kissing your cheek.

“ Where do you belong? “ He asks.

“ Right with you. “ You smiled while feeling him kiss your shoulder.

TAG: @keyera-jackson @90sisthenew80s @novaniskye @elocinnicole @blowmymbackout @nashja @kokokonako @arination99 @prettyisasprettydoes1306 @miyuhpapayuh @smokingangelhoe @skyesthebomb @nicolexnight @weirdosandhopelessromantics @softscorpio17 @theeblackmedusa @playgurlxoxo @keyglockwife @mellowjellow6 @xsweetdellzx @melaninpov @soufcakmistress @murrylove @melaninangel @dxddykenn @crvzy-fujoshi @charlielovexoxo @ms-mosley-ifunastyyy @we-outsiiiide @adoreneee @theblulife @kholdkill @thedonsfactory @ariieeesworld @twocentuar @myamamahdi

OMG

This sooo good sis 💕💕🫠

Fontaine NSFW Alphabet 🖤

pairing: Fontaine x black! (fem) reader

wordcount: 4.7k (def the longest thing i've written so far)

warnings: besides a mention of gunplay (letter R-risk), i have no warnings for you <3

A/N: inspired by finally rewatching TCT after a few months of avoiding it LOL but feel free to follow my sideblog @sageispunklibrary and turn on notifs to be updated when i post!!

a: aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Fontaine is so much more gentle afterwards than you’d expected. He’s really just a big ass teddy bear–once he’s satisfied with the amount of orgasms the both of you have totaled up for the night, he cleans you up and then himself, bringing you a glass of ice cold water (you had to get him to invest in a water filter for his fridge) and maybe a quick snack before letting you rest on his chest. The two of you tend to play either one of your comfort shows until you fall asleep, or an old-school r&b mixtape is playing in the CD player with all the lights out. Either way, your ear is comfortably resting directly above his thumping heart while his fingers massage gentle circles into your scalp, his soft lips leaving kisses on your forehead as you snuggle into him. 

b: body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His favorite body part of himself would be his arms, halfway due to all the work he’s put into building them, and halfway due to your own love for them. Nothing would make him feel more like a bad bitch than the way you’d watch him lifting from across the street, on your own porch, half-pretending to read one of your newest library loans. When you’d accidentally make eye-contact, he would continue with his set, almost cockily nodding his head up at you, grinning on the inside at the way your bottom lip was firmly held between your teeth. Your own eyes wide and fully taking in the sight of his sweaty body, especially those arms that were so big and so strong, and always kept your body glued to his in those late night moments of passion that you shared.

His favorite body part of yours was your tummy. When you first moved into the neighborhood, he couldn’t help but notice your natural inclination to have your belly out, in a crop top, in a bandeau, a bikini top–every time you stepped out the house, he would fight mental battles to keep his dick down in his sweats. You looked so soft, with your lil rolls and faded stretch marks, not to mention the perfect piece of silver jewelry that you kept on your belly button. When you first started hanging out, you couldn’t help but notice his eyes always lingering on your tummy, and for a moment, it made you slightly self-conscious about it. That is, until you became closer, physically, and he would show you just how much he loved your body, with his big fingers caressing your soft skin as he traced your stripes, and his lips laying gentle kisses along each curve..It was his favorite place to rest and worship.

c: cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Fontaine cums a lot. Like, a lot. You sometimes joke about getting a glass to see if he could fill it to the top. (He brushes you off but you’ll wear him down one day). He prefers to cum inside of you though, so both of you can feel his release, and especially so he can watch it all drip out of you when you’re too exhausted to move. It’s his way of claiming you, marking his territory in a sense (and he couldn’t wait until your birth control was ready to come out of your arm, just so he could watch his seed grow inside of you). His second favorite spot to cum was on your lower belly, after a good session of fucking you hard and deep with your feet touching the headboard, making you squirt over and over again until neither of you could take it anymore. He’d pull out, groaning and stroking furiously until his milky nut spilled out over your brown skin, rubbing it in with his sensitive tip as he empties out. (Bonus points if you swipe all his cum up with your fingers and stick them in your mouth, swallowing it all down while he watches you–he’d be ready to go again right after that).

d: dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Fontaine’s dirty secret is his foot fetish. He’s not super freaky about it, but he does loveee to rub on your feet when you rest your legs across his lap, and suck on your toes anytime he has you laid back with your legs on his shoulders. And when you realize he loves your cute lil feet so much, you start letting him pick out the color every time you go to the salon, which gets him even more excited to play with your feet. He knows you’re ticklish so he tries not to mess around too much, but he does love to watch you squirm as his tongue wiggles itself between toes, knowing that you could feel each spark of electricity running all the way from your feet directly to your throbbing pussy. 

 e: experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He’s experienced, like look at him, he’s had his fair share of slutting it up, but the two of you don’t talk about your past flings or relationships because they’re irrelevant, plus you both tend to get a little jealous. You’re glad for his experience though, because there hasn’t been a time where you’ve fucked and you were left without an orgasm–he typically makes you cum about two or three times before he even does. He likes to take care of you, and he knows how to take his time to study your body and pay attention to what makes you completely unravel for him, and if you have to thank all the lovely women he was with before you for all the dutiful patience he has with you, then you will. Hypothetically.

f: favorite position (this goes without saying)

Fontaine’s favorite position is cowgirl. He loves to watch you take control, to show him how much you want it. He can also see everything in this position, except your ass of course, but he makes up for that by having at least one hand firmly planted on a cheek the whole time, roughly slapping it every now and then. He can never make up his mind when it comes to watching you ride him, eyes wandering everywhere–from your pleasure-ridden face and scrunched up eyebrows, to your breasts bouncing and swaying in his face, hard nipples and beautiful dark areolas damn near making him drool down his chin, that soft tummy he loves so much, jiggling with every movement you make on top of him, and lastly–that sopping wet cunt of yours. His eyes watch your pussy swallow him whole, covering every inch of his throbbing length in your juices and cream, the stickiness dripping down onto him and coating his own trimmed base, the sounds emanating from where you meet downright filthy and almost pornographic. You love to tease him in this position, especially once you prop yourself up on your feet with your hands on his shoulders, riding slow and watching his eyes get lower as he gets closer. He tries his hardest to keep his legs from shaking, especially once you start bouncing and teasing only his tip, with a drunken grin on your face. Another reason he loves this position so much is because he can so quickly snatch that power right back from you, especially in moments like these. Planting his feet down on the mattress and gripping onto your waist, he begins thrusting up into you like there’s no tomorrow, immediately pulling screams and cries out of you and demanding that you keep your teary eyes on him the entire time. 

g: goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

It depends on the mood tbh. Usually he’s more serious and quite determined to get you there, mind focused on you and your pleasure…but there will always going to be moments where the two of you try out a new position and it’s not going very well, or you’re a bit too pent up and trying to blindly undress while making out and your faces collide in a rather unpleasant way…moments like these are where he’s more likely to get a little goofy with you, smiling and chuckling at the silliness of it all. These are probably the most intimate times you have with him.

h: hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Ngl, before he met you, he was just letting it all grow out how it wanted to, thick curly pubes spreading down from his happy trail—which you love to tickle and kiss on—but he started trimming down there, not wanting the hair to get in your way when you’re busy blowing his mind away, literally. Sometimes you think he’s figured out that you actually love the way his pubes slightly tickle your nose when you get all the way down to the base. 

i: intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Fontaine is very intimate, especially when the two of you are alone, in the comfort of his or your home. He always has to be touching on you—rubbing, caressing, massaging, kissing. And it’s 10x worse when you’re in the bed. Once you’ve passed the foreplay and teasing stage of your nightly passions, he can’t stand for your body to be separated from his. His big body enveloped yours, especially when he was on top, closing you in and creating a warm, safe barrier from the outside world. Holding your hands as he pinned them against the pillows, stroking deep into you with a strong and unbeatable rhythm. Eye-contact is huge for him as well, at any time of the day, in any position. Your beautiful brown eyes never failed to hypnotize him, sending him into a trance in which his only duty was to leave you shaking and spent on his bed. 

j: jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Generally, he doesn’t masturbate much, he’s too busy trying to take care of business most of the time. But since you started sending daily pics to his phone of you…after your showers, in bed, during a bath, nearly anywhere you could show a lil extra skin…He never cared for having a smartphone, other than the fact that everyone had one these days, but you made a habit of texting him spontaneous nudes, he knew there was no going back. At this point, you’ve damn near Pavlov’d him with the buzzing of his phone, once he saw your name in the notifications, his dick began to harden almost immediately. It was becoming a problem, he’d have to dip out of wherever he was just to calm himself down. Driving to an empty parking lot or a quiet alley to release his frustrations into his palm, half angry at you for teasing him while you knew he was busy, but also at himself for being so weak for you. When you gave him the bright idea to get you back by sending his own vids in response…there was no turning back for either of you. And when he really wants to fuck with you, he’ll take the sound off the video before he sends, knowing how frustrated you’d get at seeing him spill his nut all over his fingers and lap without all his beautiful grunts and moans. 

k: kink (one or more of their kinks)

Fontaine’s top favorite kinks: edging and breeding. With edging, he loves to be both on the receiving and giving ends with you. There’s no better feeling than when he can order you to keep your hands behind your back as you lie against your soft down pillows, while he kneels between your legs, alternating between teasing your skin with the tip of his tongue, sucking on your precious, sensitive clit, and notching his digits deep inside you to stimulate your g-spot. Never letting you cum immediately, cockily grinning and basking in your oh-so-eager cries to let go, all over his face and fingers. When the roles are reversed, he tends to get frustrated, with you, with himself, with the whole damn situation, but god, does it make the orgasm so much better when it finally comes. He gives up full control to you, allowing you to take him however you wanted–your favorite ways to edge him are with your mouth, your soft, plump lips firmly wrapped around the tip of his dick while you play with his full and heavy balls, removing all touch every time he gets too close; or when you’re on top, making good use of your gym-built Megan Knees with some speedy but rhythmic bouncing on his dick, taking in the sounds of both your gushing pussy and Fontaine’s breathy whines from underneath you.

l: location (favorite places to do the do)

Besides either of your homes, his favorite place to fuck you is his car. He loves the riskiness of it all, the possibility of getting caught in the back of his old-school Pontiac with his face buried deep in your pussy. In broad daylight. When he’s driving you around town, his hand is always on your thigh, and if you happen to be wearing one of those short skirts that you like to prance around in…there’s no keeping his deft fingers from traveling in between your thighs. And when he brings those same fingers, now glistening with your sticky release, straight to his mouth with his eyes focused on yours…the look on your face is what tells him that he needs to pull over immediately. In the backseat, no position is off limits, he makes the space work for the both of you. If no one is kneeling between the other’s legs, then you’re using your flexibility to get into cowgirl–regular and reverse–or doggy style with your ass tooted all the way up and your face in the seats, or even the infamous spider position (that one is guaranteed to bring some giggles out of you). 

m: motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

What gets him going is your voice. That’s all he needs, really. That and your face. When you send him selfies and little audio messages to update him on your day, he can’t help but to smile, immediately feeling the burden of his work falling off of his shoulders. If alone, he’d shuffle in his sweats, adjusting his length, which was hardening at the thought of just being there with you. Don’t even get him started on the racy lewds you’d send him with invisible ink…immediately excusing himself to the restroom to take care of it. In person, he’s the same way– constantly staring at your face as you speak, holding strong eye contact and observing all your features and mannerisms. At first, you thought it was him trying to intimidate you or make you shy, but you realized that it’s just what gets him all revved up, you get him all amped up, simply by existing as you are.

n: no (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Fontaine wouldn’t do anything that could genuinely harm you or possibly send you to the hospital. He’s typically more resistant to trying new things but anything you would want to try, as long as it’s safe for the both of you, he would.

o: oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Oh he loveeees to give, being able to look up at you as he makes you shake and quiver with just his lips and tongue is what gets him going throughout the day. The first time he ate you out, you watched with wide eyes as he ravenously slurped and sucked on your lower lips and swollen clit, with fingers simultaneously manipulating all your inner spots. You came in under a minute and once the vision was restored in your eyes, you realized you’d never let that man go. When it comes to him receiving, he pretends not to love the intense teasing you enjoy giving him, but deep down it's his favorite part. The power and confidence that spreads across your face as you watch him gasping and shuddering under your tongue and fingers is something he loves to witness. Another thing that gives him life is when you get bold enough to take him all the way down your throat, holding it there and letting the gagging sounds fill the room. When he gets you to look up at him with a mouthful of dick and a chin dripping a sinful mix of spit and precum, your eyes all low and watery…he knows that you're his and he’s yours. 

p: pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

This also depends on the mood. The fast and rough Fontaine is typically reserved for moments in which he needs to release lots of stress or frustration, or he knows that you need to after a long day. He does a great job of roughing you up when he’s like this, gripping and grabbing onto any part of you just to keep you close to him, your ass, your tits, your hair…there was even that one time he pulled you closer with a hand on your pussy. This Fontaine is a bit of a sadist, he revels in the sounds of you begging and whining, finding great pleasure in the way your entire body would shudder when he spanked your bare ass. You beg him to go faster, harder, deeper, with a hand around your throat, or two. He always obliges, never stopping until the both of you are emptied and nearly passed out. Slow and sensual Fontaine is the one that shows up when he just needs you and your love. These are his more intimate times, both his hands finding solace someplace on your body while his eyes are firmly locked in on your own brown orbs. He loves to watch your face while he strokes deep inside you, his hips moving in slow, intricate waves as they search to locate every pleasure spot within your sugar walls.

q: quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Fontaine isn’t really one for quickies, unless it’s one of your midday car adventures. Any other time, if you both were that needy to get nasty, you’d just cancel on whatever you were going to do, and if you were already out, then you’d simply go home. He just loves to take his time with you so rushing through a quickie isn’t something he particularly enjoys. If anything, he would let the sexual frustration between you build up until you’re back home, so everything hits 10x better with that extra tension that needs to be released. 

r: risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Fontaine is game to experiment with you most of the time, even if he is a bit hesitant. After all, you were the one that introduced him to bondage, gentle femdom, anal…and possibly even pegging (if ur into that🫣). All of which he’s enjoyed. The biggest risk he ever took with you was indulging your slight gun kink. You’d been interested in gunplay long before you met him but you never wanted to buy your own gun, nor did you date anyone with guns. When you saw his piece the first time, the dark, cold metal tucked carefully into his waistband, he could already see the raw curiosity behind your eyes. He had to teach you gun safety of course, during which he was the most serious you’d ever seen him. You set up boundaries with each other, like you always do when introducing something new in your bedroom, and once he felt that both of you were ready, he was happy to oblige you. (There is a continuation of this that I'll upload).

s: stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Fontaine has great stamina, compared to most that you’ve slept with. On average, he can hold his own nut off to make you cum at least two or three or maybe even four times before he does, then once he cums, he can go 1 more time almost immediately after, especially if you’re still up and ready for more. Usually, the sex lasts for at least a couple hours, given both his and your love for foreplay. There was one night that you both had been so pent up, you managed to fuck until the sun literally came up, with small breaks in between each round of course. Still, it was the longest you'd ever had sex, and you both spent the whole day sleeping off your soreness.

t: toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Fontaine doesn’t own any toys of his own, he’s considered getting a cock ring for foreplay, but hasn’t made the purchase yet. However, he does love to use your toys on you whenever you’re at your place. The rose and dick combo for when he wants you crying and twitching, the dildo for when his own dick is recovering but you still wanna cum, your cute pink buttplug that he’ll make you wear while he trains your throat…He is not a man who’s afraid of using toys on his partner, at all. Hell, he’s even let you use your wand on his dick and balls, granted…he was tied to the bed and couldn’t do much about it, but the nut that came from it was something out of this world. 

u: unfair (how much they like to tease)

Oh, he’s a huge tease. Back to you guys exchanging nudes, he’s grown to love sending his own pics and vids of himself, stroking and cumming and groaning your name, especially when you’re away and busy with work or school. And if you’ve been particularly unfair with him lately, you can almost guarantee that he’ll send you something with either the end of the video cut off, or the audio off, just to get you ramped up. One time, you were on a trip with your girls, away for only three days, which was apparently too much for Fontaine. In the middle of the second night, he wanted you to call for a nice little facetime session, but you were out in a bar with your friends, unaware of the multitude of messages and calls hitting your phone. 

When you’d arrived back at the hotel, you opened up the messages and noticed one of the last ones was a video, about 5 minutes long, followed by a goodnight text. Once your friends were asleep, you snuck away to the bathroom to watch the video. He was in his car, phone held in front of him while his other hand stroked his dick. You bit your lip watching, slipping your own hand into your pajama shorts to match his own movements with gentle circles around your clit. Your eyes shifted from his dick to his slightly exposed tummy and happy trail to his plump lips at the top of the screen. He spoke so many dirty things while he jerked off for you, seemingly rambling on about what he wanted to do to you, with you, in and on you…and what he wanted you to do to him. How good you make him feel, how much he misses you, how he hopes you’re not having too much fun without him. 

By the 4 minute mark, both of you were already close, trembling and desperate for a release, but you held off yours so you cum at the same time as he did on the video. The end was nearing and you didn’t know how long you could hold it off for, but the pitch of his voice was elevating so you knew he was close. You cursed as the time reached 4:35, only ten seconds left and he still hasn’t cum. He moaned out a few curses himself before a breathy I love you escaped his lips, the three words immediately causing your body to jerk. You kept your eyes glued to the screen as your fingers continued circling quickly, wanting to see him spill all over his fingers so you could cum too. You heard that familiar gasp he always does before he cums, but just as soon as that final excitement rose, it crashed, the video ending and your orgasm fading away too quickly for you to catch up. 

v: volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Fontaine is not much of a loud lover until you’re in control. He’s nowhere near quiet, but any other time, he’s more focused on making you scream, his own moans getting lost in your sounds. When he’s under your reign and domination, he’s damn near transformed into an opera singer. He’s loudest when you’re edging him, and especially once you let him cum after so many missed orgasms. Deep, feral groans turn into whiny moans, which turn into cries and breathy pleading for you to give him relief. You love it when he sings for you, and he knows it. That’s why he never holds back, regardless of whichever roles you two are playing. 

w: wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Using this to expand on his breeding kink from earlier. As stated before, one of Fontaine’s top kinks is breeding. He loves cumming inside of you, and even though you use birth control, he can’t help but imagine you pregnant and full of his child each time. He loves to watch his nut drip out of you, just for the visual proof that you’re all his, but something he loves more is to fuck it all back inside of you, with his fingers or his dick, it doesn’t matter. When he’s in it, he can’t help but taunt you with all the dirty thoughts floating around in his head. Whispering in your ear about whether or not your silly little pill is strong enough to beat all the cum he’s leaving deep inside you, asking you about baby names, where you should look for a new house, and how much you want to go shopping for maternity clothes…By the end, there’s nothing on your mind but the fact that you would look so pretty with a full, round belly to show everyone around town that you belong to him, and him only. 

x: x-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

We already know Taine is thick…thick thighs, a lil belly and some strong ass arms. He’s also fairly hairy, which isn’t a surprise considering his full beard and mustache. I’d also like to imagine him as being at least 6ft, so big and tall and strong enough to pick you up and throw you across the room. His dick…is thick but not so much that it hurts to get your lips around it, and it’s about 7, 7.5 inches fully hard, so not too big and not too small. It’s mostly evenly toned, dark brown with a slightly darker head. (Honestly, I’m gonna stop here because I’m feeling very depraved writing these details LMAO just imagine his dick how you want it).

y: yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Fontaine’s sex drive wasn’t crazy high till he met you, then he quickly learned to match your energy. When he’s busy with work, he has to literally avoid his phone so he doesn’t think too much about you, because you’re a distraction, sexually and non-sexually. Especially if you’re sending him your little pics and voice notes throughout the day, once he catches a glimpse of your face or hears your voice, there’s almost no stopping him from daydreaming about the two of you the night before, dick growing uncomfortably hard in his jeans, causing him to excuse himself from everyone. 

z: zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He doesn’t fall asleep that quickly afterwards especially if he was the one doing the domming, mostly because he tries to make sure you’re all comfortable and taken care of before he even lays down. Now, if you were the one wearing him out, you just let him lie down and relax while you clean up. Either way, once you’re both clean and refreshed, cuddling and relaxing with a fan and music playing, you’re falling asleep nearly at the same time.

A/N: Sooooo, it's finally finished, sorry to you all who had been waiting on this for so long!!! Last semester was tough and ripped away all my motivation to write fr but I'm backkkk and I hope y'all enjoy reading this, lmk what you think in the comments and please like and reblog as well! 🫶🏾

i do not give permission for anyone to copy, translate, or repost any of my works. 18+ ONLY -- i am not responsible for the content you consume.

New Damson Idris content💕💕💕💕 this is the worldest finest man on earth I drop my phone a couple of times going through these pictures especially on 2, 5 and 6 💦💦🫣 I’m talkin’ fine nigga alert I repeat FIOONE NIGGA ALERT🥵🗣️💢⭕️💢⭕️💢 he’s like 90’s type of fine like bitch I fight for dick, words can not describe how it hurts me to the core that I can’t be with this man 🧎🏿‍♀️🧎🏿‍♀️🧎🏿‍♀️and if this nigga wasn’t an actor he definitely can be a male model

Chapter 6

Summary:Lexi goes to Oakland to do a deal with Kev’s cousin with her homies and making it as a road trip, you all make a pitstop to have some fun at the beach and finally getting to the party then having it be too much you and Frankie, and you both decide to leave,to see a old Black pantner Office and seeing a white girl in there and meeting the man who created crack-rock.

Warnings:afab-reader, n-usage, cursing, description of drugs(heavily), making crack, kissing, lying-lexi

Wordcount: 4.4k MDNI! (18+) happy reading

This takes place in episode 7

✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨

The party is winding down with everyone leaving, you turn to him “Hey I’m thinking about leaving.” “Okay baby I’ll walk you home, aye Lexi is leaving.” Kev and Lee nod their head “Aight Lexi you have a good night.” Coming from Lee “Bye Lexi I’ll see you later.” You slowly crawl back into the attic and walking down the stairs with Frankie following you, you past everyone with saying goodnight to Louie and Jerome, he takes your hand and starts walking back to your house “Kev is gonna let me know when we should leave to Oakland, we’re probably gonna leave in a couple days.” “Okay Frankie, maybe I could tell my momma that I wanna sleepover at Shon-shon’s house for the weekend.” “You know you’re gonna have to tell your momma sooner than later about what’s going on about us.” “I know Frankie I just don’t wanna tell her just yet I want to have a back-up plan when I do.” he grips your hand “Well when you do, you know you’ll always have a place at mine.” rolling your eyes “Yeah right nigga, what about Cissy huh you think she’ll be okay with me in your bed.” “Yeah I’ll talk to her, you know how understanding she is.” you walk to the corner of your street, still see your lights turned off around the house, you both get closer to your house, seeing your front window slightly open, Frankie opens the window for you to climb in. You put your leg through the window and almost stumble in, he grabs your hips, steading you to get in your room. He bends down to look at you “I’ll see you later baby, I’ll call you when we leave.” you squat down to his level to look at him, seeing his beautiful chocolate skin, he looks soo damn fine in this moonlight, you lean in to kiss him, slipping your tongue in his mouth, he groans “Okay you need to go to bed baby. I’ll see you later baby.” “Okay baby, I’m excited to go to Oakland I’ve never been.” he smirks at you “Yeah me too baby, aight goodnight.” he gives you one more kiss “Good night baby.” Frankie walks away back to his place with a pip in his step. You changed your clothes into your pjs, slowly getting your muscles relaxed on your comforter going to your dreamland which always has Frankie in it.

A few days later

You hear the light right rain hitting your window, sounding like little taps on your house, painting your hands with a white nail polish, liking the contrasting color with your dark skin, look at your toes and see they dried on as well, you blow on your hands to dry them quickly, your phone rings, shaking your room, getting up from your bed to answer the phone “Hello.” “Aye it’s Frankie.” you smile through the phone “Hey Frankie, what’s up.” “So we were about to leave, come meet us at Cho’s, and Kev and Lee want to get some snacks before we leave though.” “Okay I’ll be there, and tell them niggas to don’t forget my snacks too.” you hear him smiling through the phone too “Aight I’ll tell’em. I love you.” “I love you too baby.” you make a kissy noise through the phone, hearing Frankie’s laugh on the phone, making you smile you hang up the phone.

You walk out to see your momma watching Good times again, ‘Doesn’t she watch anything else?’ “Hey momma, Shon-Shon just called me and she wants to go out tonight, it’s some party that one of her friends is throwing.” “Mhmm maybe, did you clean your room?” “I could clean it, and she wants to have a sleepover again, which will be fun too.” “Okay you can go, and only if you clean your room.” “Thank you momma, and you think I could borrow your umbrella too, I don’t wanna get my hair wet.” “Of course, sweetie it’s in my closet.” you give you momma a hug and walked to your room, looks like some clothes on the floor, stuffing them in your drawers and making your bed, you changed into a black long sleeve and black pants and putting on your shoes, you just pack light stuff like a change of clothes and some underwear, you walk out to your momma’s room to walk grab her yellow umbrella, walking to the living room to give her another hug and a kiss on her head “Okay momma I’m head out I’ll see you later.” “Okay baby call me if you need anything, love you.” “I will, love you too momma.” you walk out of your house to open the yellow umbrella to cover your body and started to walk towards Cho's.

You see your friends sitting patiently waiting for you to show up, it’s still sprinkling outside, see them all eating their snacks, lightly tapping on the window, slightly scaring them, Kev unlocks the door for you, closing your umbrella before you get in “Sup y’all.” them all saying hey back to you “Hey baby.” looking at Frankie “Sup baby.” he had on a light grey shirt with a silver jacket and some dark jeans with tennis shoes, he gives you a light peck on the lips “Y’all better be fuckin’ there either, we gotta long drive ahead of us.” Kev puts his car in drive “Mhmm and how far is it Kev?” “Well it’s about six hours away.” looking at you “What!” coming from you all “But it will be nice y’all, seeing the ocean driving up there, maybe we will take a break there to stretch out our legs.” “I’ve never been to the ocean before.” looking back at Kev “Really? you’ve been to the ocean before.” coming from Frankie “Nope but I’m excited to see though, hey did y’all did get me my snacks.” “Yeah I got 'em right here, I was waiting for you to say somethin’.” Lee hands you some starbursts and some nerds, you grab both of them to start eating the candy, with Kev starts driving off to Oakland.

A couple hours later

The sun is shining on your face, the window rolled all the way down, sticking out your hand to feel the breeze against your hand “Hey I see the beach, we can stop for a few minutes and then leave.” Kev pulls in a parking spot and stuffing off the engine, you all step out to stretch your legs and walking to the oceans, you’ve never seen so much water, it kept going and going, you move your feet through the sand once you reach to the water, you take off your socks and shoes and hold them in your hand and lifting your pants to your legs so they won’t get wet, you see Kev and Lee already have their shoes off and running towards the water, you step on the wet sand with the water touching your white toes “O my god! the water is sooo cold, ahh.” you run back to your friends and see Frankie hanging back, walking closer to him “Why are you not playing in the water Frankie?” “ I just want to get to Oakland.” you put your hand on his chest “Come on take off your shoes.” he groans, taking off his sock and shoes, putting them in his hand “Come on let’s see what they’re doing over there.” you both walk over to your friends, with Lee running to you, touching your shoulder “Tag you it.” and him running away, rolling your eyes, dropping your shoes on the sand, and looking for your next target, Lee and Kev are too far, you see Frankie not to far from you, you moved your feet towards him, getting closer to him your on his tail, he looks back and started running like if he was track star ‘Damn he was fast.’ you thought to yourself and came up with a plan. Faking your fall, making it seem like you hurt yourself badly, he comes back to you, perfect “Baby are you okay?, you’re not hurt are you?” you lift up and touch his stomach “Gotcha baby, you’re it now.” and running like you life depended on it, you hear his footsteps getting closer and closer to you, breaking to your left and running to your friends, he pass you to run towards Lee and touches his shoulder “Okay I’m done running man, I’m breathin’ hard as shit.” a shaky breath coming from Lee “Yeah me too, come on we should probably get going.” y’all walk back to the car and realizing you left your shoes “Oh fuck I left my shoes I’ll be right back.” walking back on to the sand, seeing right where you left them at, picking them up and walking back to Kev’s car.

More hours later

Kev parks the car in front of bike shop, seeing motorcycle’s out in the front, Frankie steps out first and hold the door for you, once you got out, he reaches down to grab his green backpack and puts it on his shoulder and securing the straps around him, you all walked to the the sheet metal door “Aye homie where the door at?” Kev looks around to see a handle and opens the door and opens it for all of you, walking in and seeing some many drugs every, people snorting, inhaling, smoking and drinking, you saw everyone wearing vest with the words ‘Murder Dubb Devils’ on the back and even saw a guy putting coke in his drink “Nicky the record is skippin’, Nicky!” some girl yelling over the music, the dj puts on a new record with hip hop beats coming in. “Family, huh? That’s your mama’s side or your dad’s?” Lee asked Kev, passing through the crowd “Mama’s. But I ain’t never really met him like that.” in the corner you see a bunch of niggas playing a game of dice with money in the ground, still looking for Kev’s cousin, not even knowing what he look like “He gonna be here man.” Kev looking back at y’all “The fuck you is so skinny for.” hearing a loud voice coming next to kev, they both laugh and embracing each other “Hey man, this place is amazing.” Kev tells his cousin “Shit nigga this motherfucking hub here.” Kev turns to y’all “Aye man these are my peeps-.” Frankie cuts him off “How long we gonna be?” Kev looks at him “Man we just got here.” “Let’s do the deal, get the money, and get the fuck out of here.” Frankie not breaking his eye contact with Kev's cousin, he steps up to Frankie “You refusing my motherfucking hospitality?” “Yeah I’m cool to party while we wait.” Lee breaks his silence, you nod your head in agreement “They’ll like him and her too. They both like to party, but you refusing my motherfucking hospitality.” Kev’s cousin put a hand on Frankie’s shoulder “Aight, Aight!” He nods his head in agreement to wait for the deal, some girl passing by Kev and touches his hand to signal for a sample and looking back at him while she goes up the stairs, he looks at Frankie, asking for a sample “We suppose to be sellin’.” “Come on man I just need a little come up, that's all for the tricks man.” He reluctantly hands Kev a small baggie of coke “All right, go find some place, last thing I need is these motherfuckers knowing I got this shit all right. You gettin in our samples man.” Kev snatched it out of his hand “Thanks man and I’m about to get in some coochie.” Kev passes through people to meet up with the girl upstairs.

The cigarette smoke going into your nose, that’s all you can smell right now, you kept following Frankie threw the party and walking up the stairs to see this homeless looking white guy getting a tattoo, drunker than shit “Hey man can y’all look at my tattoo, I just want to know how pretty it is, it’s suppose to be my girl?” you both look at the tattoo with wide eyes, you have never seen a tattoo so hideous, it looks like a child drew it on his back “Wow.” you both say, but really knowing what it actually looks like “Yeah I’ve always wanted to be an artist. But life derailed my dreams, man.” the artist looks up “Hey you wanna a tat? I could even do a two for one special for y’all I’m the best.” you both walked away from that crime scene to the main floor, he posted up on a wall and holds your hand “Where the fuck is this nigga at, we should be driving back by now?” you squeeze his hand “You know how black people are, we are always late when it comes to things like this. CP time you know.” Making him giggle at your joke, when the same girl was giving Kev fuck me eyes is now coming towards you “What’s up with this backpack cutie huh?” you see this touching on your man ‘oh fuck no’ before you could say anything, he grabs your hand and starts walking towards the door “Uhh we gotta do somethin’.’’ Finally having some fresh air in your lungs “I need to get out of there I couldn’t stay there if people start knowin’ I got this coke.” “Yeah I get it, I couldn’t stay there anymore either with all them damn drugs there, come on let’s take a walk.” grabbing his hand and taking a stroll.

Walking on inside of the sidewalk in hand with Frankie, he stops in front of a hardware store, he has this look on his face, he let’s go of your hand to walk inside of the store, on the floor the was a pamphlet of a Black Panther block party with the host of Cissy and Alton at there house, there was broken glass and trash everywhere on the ground and he turns to you walking closer towards you “When I was a kid this was my father store, when he was a panther and I remember coming here and spending time with him, he put me on a chair and put a beret on my head and told me what it means to have my dignity and my self-respect and make sure that other people respect me too.” you smile at him, knowing how Alton is now drunk and homeless and how he got lost with his addiction. “Thank you for sharing with me about that Frankie, I know you don’t talk about Alton that much, maybe talking about can heal your hurt and i’m willing to be there for you.” You walk up closer to him with no one around you, you kiss him starting with little pecks into something more, he pushes you up against the wall, hearing footsteps coming towards you “What are you doing?” you both separated to see a white girl in some raggedy clothes “My bad. Sorry we didn’t know anybody else was here, we can go.” Frankie grabs your hand to walk out of the store “Hold on.” from the white girl “Are you guys…okay?” you both nod your head “Yeah.” he walks closer to the white girl “Umm… Do you have any idea if this used to be a Black Panther office? I think it was.” you wanted to leave but the white girl grabbed his hand to pull him further in the back of the room “Come on.” and you follow.

The white girl in the back is looking for something, standing next to Frankie and she pulls out a small white rock of something, it intrigues Frankie “Wh-what’s that?” she held a pipe “This is my new favorite.” He walks closer to her, she sways her finger as no and starts giggling, he puts his hand up “I won’t, I won’t touch it, just hold it out for me.” she puts the rock in the pipe and lights her match to the pipe and starts inhaling, she blows out the smoke and stumbles back “I ain’t never seen that before, you on your way to space for sure.” you tell her, the white starts walking around in lala land and starts twirling in front of you “I wanna see what it is. Go get some more, huh?” the white girl breathing hard “I’ll buy it.” he tells her, the white walks closer to him “I like you star.” he’s playin’ her “I like you too.” she walks out the the back door to an alleyway, she stops to take off her shoes and walks barefooted “Well you’re not about to walk around here barefoot.” the white girl rolls her “Why not? It feels- it feels so good.” he stops her “Well, you’re gonna mess those pretty feet up.” really nigga, you know the only feet he like is ours, you walk into a park to see some dealers giving out some drugs to people. The white girl walks up to a dealer “Oh shit you back here already and not you walkin’ around barefoot with your feet.” she smiles “Can I get a rock?” Frankie hands the dealer a twenty swiftly grabbing it from him and hands her three rocks, she turns back to Frankie “Come on let’s go.” he smiles back at her “We’ll meet you back there okay we could have one hit each.” The white girl slowly smiles at him and starts walking back to the hardware store.

”Aye how y’all get this coke so cheap?” Frankie ask the dealer “Nigga I don’t know I just shit the shit man.” Frankie grabs a band out of his pocket “I’ll buy everything you got if you show me who cooked it.” The dealer puffs out his chest “Crossin’ a line here blood.” Frankie takes off his backpack and hands it to the dealer, he opens it open to see two keys of coke in there “Country motherfucker. What are you doing?” He walks up closer to the dealer “No tricks, no games man I just wanna know how y’all make what y’all making.” Pleading with the dealer “You wanna meet The Wizard?” He smiles “Yeah man.” He looks down to see that the dealer had on some fresh white adidas with some black strip on the side “Nice shoes.” he said, the dealer tells his homie to hold down the spot “Wait. You seriously gonna take him to Swim?” “This nigga got two keys of coke on him. Hell yeah.” you get into the dealer car to drive to see the wizard.

Stepping out of the car “Good lookin’ out.” you walk into this alley to see a door “Yeah yeah.” he opens the door for y’all, letting you both go through the door and locking it behind him.” the dealer walks in front of you “Hey Swim I gotchu someone to meet.” The Wizard was playing chess with himself “The fuck you want.” he steps closer to him “Aye this nigga got two keys and he wants to know how you make it… they from L.A.” the wizard stands up “Oh, why didn’t you say that in the first place man?” he looks confused “So who are you Micheal Jackson? no this nigga too dark to be Michael Jackson, He more like Sidney Poitier… I don’t know why this Bobby Womack ass-nigga brought you her in my business.” Frankie walks up “It’s my fault I asked I just wanna know what y’all makin’.” the wizard grabs a another bag of rocks and tosses it to the dealer “And don’t come back until your with that.'' The dealer catches the bag and walks out of the door to sell more rocks. Swim walks up to y’all “What’s your name?” “I’m Franklin and this is Lexi.” “They call me Swim ‘cause I’m either swimming in some money or swimming in pussy.” while doing a shake for y’all he was this light blue golden striped button up and a small fro growing on the top of his head “Now y’all ain’t fuckin’ with me now?” Frankie looks at Swim “I can’t tell you if my luck’s been running good or bad, man? But y’all doing something here and we tryin to get in on. Now I might be taking a leap of faith, shit I might be dumb as fuck but this shot… this shot it feels like it’s worth takin’. “Cause I got things I gotta do.” and looking at you, your heart stops “Things I want.” and turning back to Swim “You understand what I’m tryin to sayin?” Swim takes a seat look at Frankie “If you’re the man cookin this up it means you are an artist. In my experience artists create and they want the whole world to experience it,you an artist swim.” Swim say “Maybe?” “So teach me…..show us how to create the way that you do. We’ll take it back to L.A and spread the word.” Swim nods his head in agreement with Frankie to show us the way of making crack rock.

Walking up the stairs to a red light hallway, Swim moves the gate to let y’all in, to see a kitchen upstairs there was a cooker there named Angelico “Angelico we’re gonna cook up one more batch tonight.” Swim takes the two keys out and sets them on the table “Keep up now. Were gonna go fast you dig?” Swim cuts the key in half, pouring some out on a plate and smashing it with a sledgehammer “So these Peruvians, right, when they make their cocaine they got this paste. This cocaine paste at the bottom of the barrel, they call it “bah-say” Nasty shit.” Angelico takes the plate to move into the stove “But you take this “bah-say”, roll into a cigarette that shit gets you fuck up, Jack so I had some of my boys who flew down to Peru for the weekand.” Angelico turns on the stove to put the coke in a mason jar “Some of my niggas was smoking it with some bitches..and they love it… bitches love it too.” putting some water in it and in a small pot that they have, Angelico takes out some baking soda to the equal part of the coke and putting in the jar, a smoke puffs out releasing the toxins, the cooker walks up to Frankie handing it to him and signaling it to swirl it around “Those the only ingredients?” he hands it back to the cooker “It’s like bacon and eggs, Bert and Ernie, sometimes it only takes two things to complement each other.” “Like peas and carrots?” you say, Swim laughs “Yeah peas and fucking carrots.” As the coke hardens slowly forming into small white rocks, Swim picks up the jar swirling it around to show the both of you “See those rocks? They’re starting to swim like tadpoles” The rocks clinging against each-other “Can I get a high from breathing these fumes in?” Starting to smell the pungent order almost like burnt plastic, you back away from the smell “You get a contact, but you won’t get high. Y’all wanna hit shit when we done?” Frankie shakes his head no “Nah, I don’t use.” Swim looks at you “And what about you?… you wanna hit this?” Moving your head into a no “Nah I’m good, I don’t use either.” “Mhhmm you should consider it nigga, that shit open up dark places in your brain, these place ain’t never been touched before.”Coming to Frankie to touch his third eyes “Deep dark places.”

Angelico pours out the water out of the jar and puts the large rock on a clean plate and hands it to Swim, he takes out a razor blade to cut the rock into small pieces, he puts up the tiny rock to show you and Frankie “Thus creation is born, you get $50 for this rock man.” Swim hands the rock to Angelico “He's tweakin’ right now.” You look at Swim “You think we can make some more?” Swim looks back at you “Shit. How much more?” “All of it.” with Frankie looking at Swim.

Next Morning

You both walked to the biker gang shop in hand, seeing it in the morning was soo different, it was so quiet and peaceful. Frankie jiggles the doorknob is locked, you both look to see Kev’s car is still here, with Lee and Kev sleeping in the car, you both walk to the car he knocks on the window, waking them up out of their sleep “What time is it?” he smiles “What’s up man?” a sleepy drunk voice coming from the back “Saint?” “Did the boss man ever show up?” “Did he ever? fuck is wrong with you.” Kev still sleepy “Devon was mad as hell, man you almost got me killed man shit would’ve been better though I’m never drinking again.” Frankie felt sorry “My bad man. Sorry we left, we just had to leave, get my mind right.” Lee not believing “All night?” he nods his head “Got caught up.” they both suck in their lips and making a scoff “Come on, man Open the door shit.” “Yeahhh shotgun.” Coming form Lee, you both moved into the backseat “Hey we hit 7-Eleven before we hit the highway”said Lee and getting in the car “Oh, yeah sure you know soon as Franklin tell us why he blew the deal, we drove all the fuck out here for. And why he got me kicked out of my own cousin’s spot. And where he been out all night, then we can go to 7-Eleven Leon!” Kev says sarcastically, Frankie pulls out a large bag of 12 large rocks of crack and showing it to them, they are confused never seen anything like that before “The hell-“ “Fuck is that?” Frankie looks at you and then turns to look at them and say

“Our future.” they roll their eyes and sucking in their teeth and talking under their breath “Man.” “Nigga you crazy man, fuck you talking about man? I don’t want to hear all that. We’re going home.” Frankie puts the bag back into his backpack and zips it back up, he puts his arm around you pulling you in closer to him, relaxing under his touch,snuggling up closer to his body, he gives you a forehand kiss “Go to sleep baby I’ll wake you up when we get there.” you close your eyes, resting your head on his shoulder, Kev turns on the engine and drives off back to South Central to dream about once again Franklin Saint.

✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨

And that’s a wrap everyone, we finally meet the man who created crack and everyone will live happily ever after(not 👀) but I actually have a little break for myself bc I start a new job and i’m sooo excited to that god forsaken place, but enough about my real life. This chapter was alittle tame for me and i’ve been rewatching snowfall (big help!) but Lexi needs to stop lying to her momma, idk when i want to know when the momma’s in this storyline but the only thing I know is she ain’t gonna be happy 👀and did y’all see Damson’s look at the met gala, my man is fione like do you y’all ever get mad for when a nigga is sooo FIONNNEE (that’s me🧎🏿‍♀️) but thank you sosososo much for going with me on this journey, It’s been amazing.

Love, nazzy💕