Just found a whole bunch of prompts and
decided to write something to some of them.
#1 - "hey, we
hooked up last night and it turns out you are my child's teacher"
"Mommy! Come on, we're going to be
late"
"Hold up, pumpkin" Nicki locked
her car and ran after her four-year old daughter. She caught up to her and took
a hold of her hand. They were on their way to see the little one's teacher; it
was just a progress review.
"And he says I could be a famous artist
cause my painting are so good!" The excitement showing on her face with a
smile. "He said I should put them in a mosem,"
"Museum?"
"Yeah, one of those!" She
nodded. "And lots and lots and lots and lots and lots of people can see
them"
"He seems very nice"
"He is!" Nicki was anxious to
see this Mr Graham, he seemed to be all Peyton would talk about. It was clear
to see he was one of her favourite people, after her of course.
"You want to do it?" Peyton
knocked on the side of the open door. Mr Graham was sorting through a stack of
papers when he heard the knock.
"Come in"
"How about you go over there and
colour while me and Mr Graham talk, how does that sound?"
"Good!" Peyton ran to the other
side of the room and sat at one of the small tables, pulling out a crayon from
the pack.
"You must be Mrs Sanders, it's a
pleasure to finally meet you"
"It's actually Miss Maraj, but you
can call me Onika. Me and Peyton's father never got married. Thankfully"
After receiving a quick apology, Nicki shook his hand and took a seat on one of
the two chairs in front of his desk, resting her bag on the other.
"Let's get started. Peyton is a very
sweet girl, she's never a problem, gets along with all the other children"
Drake stuck out the tip of his tongue to wet his finger to flip through
Peyton's file. "Ah, found it. She is doing very well academically. She
reads at a first grade level already, does she read at home?"
"All the time, she has her own
collection. She reads me her bedtime story" She said and they both laughed.
"She has a bit of trouble with
mathematics but it's not something to be concerned about, she's not the only
one. But overall, very good. Well behaved and well-mannered. No problems in or
out of class. You're very lucky. Do you have any questions?"
"Not that I can th," She was cut
off by Peyton.
"Mommy! Look at my picture!"
Peyton lifted up her piece of paper causing the crayons that she was using to
fall on the floor. Ignoring the clutter sound, she held her colouring up high.
Nicki turned around to look at her.
"Is that a tree?" Peyton nodded,
a proud smile plastered on her face.
"It's beautiful, baby. Are you going
to pick up those crayons you dropped though? We don't like mess, do we?"
"No"
"Okay, good girl"
"Sorry about that, she gets too
excited when she draws something. She told me you said she could be a famous painter,
you've really encouraged her. My fridge is more like her art collection than
where we store food"
"A little encouragement goes far, so
no questions?"
"I think you covered everything"
"Well it was a pleasure meeting you.
I would love to chat more but I have another parent to meet. Here's a copy of
her progress report" Nicki took it from him and gave him another
handshake.
"Peyton, time to go" Peyton
finished putting the crayons back in their back and skipped her way to her
mother's side.
"I drew this for you"
"Thank you very much, this is going
in a very special place" Drake smiled.
"Welcome!" Peyton turned around
to wave realising she did not say goodbye when she got halfway down the hall.
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"Hooray! Hee! Hee! Hee! Peppa laughs.
Next time I will stay awake and I will see the tooth fairy! Hee hee. Finished
mommy!" Nicki took the book and placed it back on the bookshelf.
"Night pumpkin" Nicki pulled the
covers up and kissed Peyton's forehead. She stood up and turned off the main
light, then closed the door, leaving it open slightly in case of anything.
Nicki plopped down on her sofa and picked
up Peyton's file from the coffee table. She skipped through the intro page with
all the contact details and read through it. Just as she was about to close it
up, a folded note fell out.
'This is probably very unprofessional, I
never got to give you my number the other night, but call me' She turned the
paper over to see his number. After saving his number under Mr G, she gave him
a call.
"Thanks for not making today awkward"
"No worries"
"And don't think I sleep with
Peyton's teachers to get extra credit because I don't. You just happened to end
up being her teacher. I don't sleep with every stranger I meet either, I was
just feeling myself a little bit too much. And it was my first proper night out
since I became a mum, not that it ruined my life or anything. It's not like I
was a big partier before, and don't get me wrong I love her with all my heart
but sometimes I need a break. I will shut up and let you talk"
"You didn't have to explain yourself
to me. It's all good, plus I don't just give out my number like this either.
You seemed nice and I wanted to keep in contact, in a non sexualised way. And
for the record, I don't sleep with my students' parents either. I'm glad you
called though, I thought it might have dropped out or you trashed it"
"Oh no. I feel like a right milf,
most guys leave me alone once I mention I have a daughter. Best to get it out
the way before things get serious because no one wants to be dating someone and
going to their house for the first time to see a little girl playing and the
woman saying 'oh yeah, this is my daughter'. I know I would be out of there as
fast as lightning"
"You're funny. So what you
doing?"
"Getting ready for bed. I ran a bath
for myself and I'm going to relax without hearing a child every minute"
"Oh, I'll let you go then"
Nicki turned off the lamp and walked to
the bathroom. "You don't have to. Being able to speak as I want to without
censoring myself or downplaying my words is great. Hold on!" She set her
phone on the top of the toilet and shed her clothes, and balanced her phone
between her ear and shoulder as she sunk into the hot bath water. "So keep on talking, you had so much to say last
time"
#2-
You accidentally broke my arm when you fell from a tree and landed on top of me.
Summer had just come around and everyone
was making the most of the hot weather, especially a young teenager named
Aubrey or Drake as he preferred. After living in a cold country, Canada, any
temperature above 5 degrees seemed warm to him. So with temperatures of 80
degrees, it was okay to say that he was roasting. The exposure to the sun had
made his skin burn so he decided to take some shade underneath the tree in the
park. He had only been under it for a minute before he heard rustling, no carts
could be seen, but he saw something bizarre - two legs dangling down.
"Oy! What you doing up there?"
The individual pulled the book away from
their face to show herself. Their face seemed to be shaded but the long hair
was as clear as day. "Reading" They spoke, revealing their gender.
Drake stood up to get a better view.
"Is the ground not good enough for your high ass?"
"Obviously not. You won't know how
good it is till you try it"
"I'll pass, but do you want to get
down?"
"Oh no sir. No funny business until
we are dating" He shook his head, they had only known each other for a few
minutes but he already knew they would get along, their sense of humour was the
same.
"How about you hop on down and we can
discuss it?"
"Since you insist" She put her
book between her teeth and she swung her legs around so her legs were on either
side of the branch and pushed herself up. The sound of a crunch made her stop
in her path, she turned around in time to see half the branch snap off and
because she was at the halfway point, she toppled down too. Oh fuck, she
thought, this was not the way I saw myself dying. There was some much more she
wanted to do with her life, she wanted to graduate, go to college, find the
perfect man, have her dream wedding and have a stable job to support her
family. Her book fell from her teeth and she closed her eyes in an attempt to
soften the blow... But she felt nothing. Nothing extremely painful. Her eyes
fluttered open to see she had landed horizontally on top of the boy.
"Some people catch fish, I catch hot
girls" Nicki shook her head and stood up, brushing herself off and
offered a helping hand. Drake took her hand and got to his feet.
“Oh shit, I’m sorry” Nicki pulled a grimed
face and stared at his arm. His arm was bleeding a little and was bent in a way
that did not look normal, at all.
“Eh, it’s fine” He tried to straighten it
only to let a slight groan. “Maybe it’s a little fucked”
“I’ll take you to the hospital, follow me
to my car”
“Well, today was eventful” The X-Ray
showed that his arm was definitely broken, in two places. His bones had snapped
just like a twig. He was given a cast and some pain medication and was sent on
his way home. He seemed to be okay disregarding the consequences, but Nicki on
the other hand felt beyond horrible. It was bad enough, she had fallen on him,
but she also sent him to the hospital.
“Ice cream as an apology?”
“Is that a date?”
#3 - Stuck in an
elevator after they fight
"Onika. Stop being so childish, get
back here!"
"Leave me the hell alone!" Nicki
stormed out their bedroom and grabbed her leather jacket from the coat rack.
She put it on and swung open their apartment door and bolted down the
hallway.
In the elevator, she pressed the ground
floor button and rest her head against the cold metal. She closed her eyes,
hearing the voice say 'doors closing' but quickly opened them hearing someone
enter.
"You couldn't let me have five minutes of
peace!"
"No, I'm not letting you shut me out
over some petty argument" Drake had run after her and managed to
sneak into the elevator the moment the doors were closing.
"I left because I'm done"
"Are you seriously fucking with me
right now? What do you mean by done? Done with argument? With me?"
Living on the top floor was not a perfect
idea, knowing how long they would be in there and how far it was down. This
argument was going to be long. "Just done Aubrey, you're stressing me out.
Sometimes it's like I'm suffocating, I can't breathe!"
The elevator started to shake and the
lights began to flicker before they completely went out and they felt the lift
jerk. Nicki was thrown to the other side and fell to the ground. Drake held
onto the handle bar so hard, his knuckles were turning white. The loud sound of
screeching from the it scrapping against the wall filled their ears.
After falling down a few feet, it came to a surprising halt.
"Nic?" He heard her groan and
let out a sign of relief. He reached into his back pocket, silently
thanking the Lord that he never left the house without his phone. He
quickly activated his flashlight and shone around, searching for his
girlfriend. He found her in the corner and crouched down her level shining the
bright light on her face.
"Baby?
Can you hear me?" He ran his hand over her face and she flinched from the
coldness.
"I'm fine, just get some help" Drake stood up and flashed the light
on the control panel desperately searching for the emergency call button. He
held the button waiting for someone, he heard the pick up tone.
"Hello. The elevator is stuck, we were on our way down to the ground floor
from the top"
"Okay sir, do you know what floor you're on?"
"I would say about 24, we dropped a few feet"
"And how many people are with you?"
"Just one"
"It is just a small malfunction with the system, so remain calm. We should
have someone over to you within the next three hours"
"You can't be any quicker?"
"That's the best I can do, sir"
"Thanks" He abruptly hung up and sighed. "It's going to be a while"
He walked back over to his girlfriend and sat down in the space next to her.
She moved and rest her head on his shoulder, Drake turned off the light on his
phone and placed a light kiss on her forehead then leaned his hand on hers.
Surrounded by darkness, they just sat and listened to each other
breathe.
"I'm sorry" Nicki murmured breaking the echoing silence.
"Shh"
"No!" She lifted her head and looked at him. "I'm such a bitch,
especially to you and you really don't deserve it. Sometimes I get really mad
at myself for fucking things up and I take it out on you plus I'm beyond
stubborn, it's unbelievable how stubborn I can be. It takes a lot of
me to admit that I'm wrong or in the wrong but I know I was wrong this time and
I convinced myself it was you which was why I stormed out when I really should
have stopped and talked about it calmly and rationally. And if I'm being
honest, I didn't even know what we were arguing about after the first five
minutes. But bottom line, I'm really sorry" She chewed on her lip
waiting for his response. She didn't get one,. Drake reached out and used his
thumb to pull her lip from her teeth and kissed her softly.
"I accept your apology"
"Thank you, and now your turn"
"But you just admitted that... Sorry"
"Mmm hmm" She leaned in and kissed him again. It had been way too
long since they had last kissed, not considering the one they just shared. She
was addicted to the taste of his lips and to kissing him. They didn't argue a
lot but the aftermaths always made her happy. Her legs were now on either side
of him while her hands were on his shoulders and his hand resting on her lower
back. She moaned when his hands moved further down and smack her ass. Her hands
moved to above his head on the elevator wall in the same time he placed kisses
all over her neck and sucked her weak spots. They were too occupied to realise
that the lights had turned back on.
"What was that?" Nicki whipped her head around to see that the
elevator was now moving and was making its way down.
5
She swiftly got off of him and looked at her reflection in the mirror. She
wiped away the tears stains from the tears she didn't know she shed and fixed
her smudged lipstick.
3
Drake
stood beside her and innocently smiled.
G
They were instantly met by a
few of the hotel clerks and a paramedic who are all looked panicked and
shocked.
"We're fine, don't
worry" Drake squeezed Nicki's hand and winked at her which made her blush
and look down.
#4 - Both are actors/tresses playing each other's love
interests. (I wrote this one before as an oneshot without the prompt but never
fully completed it)
Her hands sliding down her
body, grasping the end of her shirt, she lifted it up exposing her naked form.
She felt his lips kissing down her neck. Her hands moved up, pinching her
nipple and kneading her left breast. One of his hands was unbuttoning her jeans
and the other was touching her unattended boob, simultaneously pleasuring her.
A gasp escaped her feeling his hand grace her underwear and a finger rubbing
her opening. Her back arched off the bed, the grip on her breast tightening as
his hand came into contact with her slit. Wet kisses on her stomach and his
eyes watching her move with closed eyes and panted breaths. Her head was thrown
back with her mouth open.
"Hmm" Her hips moved
to the rhythm of her fingers, imagining his instead of her own, and a thumb
circling her right nipple arousing her even more. She spread her legs to give
herself more access, moaning in pleasure and desperation for a release. The
movement of her fingers stopped. Nicki huffed, staring blankly straight ahead
of her. Her hand still in her jeans and sweat forming on her forehead.
"And cut!" Nicki
snapped out of her trance, blinking rapidly. Someone ran onto the set, handing
her a wet wipe for her hands, giving one to her co-star too. After cleaning her
hands, she put a hand up for Drake to high-five. Somehow the noise from the
film crew, producers and directors included, had been blocked out.
"That was pretty intense.
I don't know how explicit this film is going to get but I'm looking forward to
it, I didn't make you uncomfortable did I? That was my first time masturbating
in a way, how do women do that on a regular? That wasn't even real and I'm exhausted"
She laughed.
He jokingly fanned himself
using his shirt. "It looked real to me, I was getting a little hot under
the collar"
"Shut up!"
"Them moans were hot
though" Nicki blushed, looking away from him. Thankfully, their director,
Derek walked over after overlooking their scene.
"You two should be proud
of yourself! The build-up, Drake's appearance, Nicki's delivery... Just
amazing. Something told me that putting you two together would be a good idea
and I was right. Opposites do attract. But again, good job"
Drake smiled at both Nicki and
Derek and Nicki nervously chewed her bottom lip. It confused her that she was
suitable for a role like that, her character was a teenager who was going
through that hormonal stage where her life revolved around sex. The film was
about her character's journey trying to stay on top of her school work, manage
a part time job and trying to be sexually active like her peers. It was more of
a comedy than a sexual film, but it did have a few explicit scenes that were a
mix of imagination and real life.
Nicki had only starred in
family oriented films and children's films, she wanted to make films that anyone
could watch. So when her agent told her about this film, she was very hesitant.
Would it ruin her clean profile? How would her audience react? Then she
realised the change might be good for her. Whilst Drake had probably starred in
all movie genres, but was most known for his action roles. Most of his roles
involved him being dark or having a mysterious hidden attire. This film was a
no brainer for him, plus hearing that Onika Maraj was his love interest, he was
even more willing to accept the role. Who wouldn't want to be her love
interest? She was beautiful, stunning even. She seemed so innocent and genuine,
well that was what she gave up and yet he had not seen anything opposite. Her
down to earth personality was a turn on and so was her ambition and work-ethic.
They immediately clicked at the table read and had hung out once or twice
off-set.
"We're going to shoot the
meet up scene next, you can take a break while we make some changes and
everything. I want you back by," He quickly glanced at his watch and
calculated how long it would take. "7:10, on the dot"
"Break! Except you
guys" Nicki stood up and buttoned back up her jeans and Drake made an exit
soon followed by her. Being made to wear tight fitted jeans for 2 hours were
pure torture, Nicki felt like her blood circulation had
been temporarily cut off so the moment her dressing room door closed
she stripped down. By the time on the clock on the wall, it was 6:12 so she
could fit a quick thirty minute nap in before she had to get re-dressed. Since
she was always cold, she had bundles of blankets on the couch which she wrapped
up in and slowly dozed off. Somehow she ended up waking up at 6:50, leaving ten
minutes to get dressed before the makeup artist came to do some touch-ups. She
only managed to get her fitted skirt on and her bra on before someone was
knocking on her door.
"Um, come in" Not bothering to turn around to see who it was, she
kept her hands behind her back trying to hook her bra.
"You wouldn't mind hooking it for me, would you?"
"No problem" Despite realising that the someone was Drake
not her makeup artist Grace, she didn't mind being semi-topless in front of
him. With the scenes they were doing, they would be seeing all of him
and visa versa. His soft hands brushed against her bare back, the difference
in temperatures causing chills up her spine, as he grabbed the ends
connecting the hooks and eye closure.
"Thank you, babe" She walked back over to the clothes rail, searching
through the labels to find the top they had picked out for this scene. Of
course, it would be some crop top of some sort like it wasn't cold enough, it
had an off shoulder style. "Bloody hell, it's supposed to be winter and
I'm wearing a summer outfit, Derek is crazy" She strapped up her heels and
with a helping hand stood to her feet.
"You made me forget why I came in here in the first place, Grace said
she'll do your makeup on set"
"Oh sorry, I was such a distraction Mr Graham" She said with
a sultry tone to her voice that made his mouth water slightly. She
wasn't even trying and he was ready to rip her clothes off. Knowing his eyes
were on him, she deliberately swung her hips even harder than usual.
She walked outside to her cart and relaxed as she was driven to the other set.
When she got there, she plopped down on her seat with her character's name,
Talia Coffman, printed on the back, suddenly she has fighting the urge to
sneeze and itch her skin. The perks of having sensitive skin. The whole makeup
process was pointless to her, most times it irritated her skin and other times
it got smudged and constantly needed touch ups. Only another 6 hours
before, she could wash her face and be makeup free until it was needed again.
"Nice of you to finally join us, Winnie. Now sit down" Winnie came
into view strutting in watching the guys swoon over her. It was mostly became
she attached herself to every guy in the school, and was the school's eye
candy. Long curly golden brown hair, a light brown complexion, green eyes and a
body to die for.
"Quieten down! Since you love to talk rather than listen to your peers and
appreciate their hand work, you can go next. Yes you" Corey
Brunett trotted down the three steps walking to the front of the class
receiving cheering and woos. Talia rolled her eyes annoyed that she had to
sing, she was secretly hoping they would not get picked on or could do it in
private and get graded that way. they stood as far away from each other as
possible.
Corey gave the thumbs up to the band and grabbed a microphone passing one over
to Talia. the instrumental started and they did a little harmony
together.
"Best friends and lovers, can't seem to draw the line
between each other. What is defined means nothing to a brother. You
just don't give a damn, that's why I think I love ya," Talia started
singing, mostly looking nervous and shyly looking at the ground. as the song
progressed, she sang while looking at her peers.
"...We can go to the movies boy, maybe we could hang out
boy. Whatever you wanna do, cause I'm down for it. I'm down for you" When
the chorus ended, Talia swayed along to the instrumental as
Corey began his verse.
"One day we're lovers, next day we're friends. Don't know
where it begins or it ends. But let me tell you one thing going through a
nigga's head; Most niggas just scared" He walked towards
Talia singing the next part, playfully grabbing her hand. "It
feels too good to be true. Every time I'm with you, I'm ignoring what
I'm next to"
He interlocked their free hands and she turned to look at him. He sang the
chorus like he was sing it to her. Feeling a little overwhelmed, it could be
seen on her face, she removed her hand from his and took a step back.
"I'm down for you baby"
"Babe, I'm down for you" She sang back to him with
the same amount of passion.
"Are you down for me?"
"I'm down for you" Talia serenaded to him then
repeat the line, this time singing to the audience. Together, they belted
out the chorus slowly closing the gap between them till they
were close enough that the end of their microphones were almost
touching.
"Maybe one day you find some guy that won't treat you like I
will. Better choose up, better hurry up. Time keeps ticking, but you're my
lover" Talia joined in on the final line. The song ended with them
staring intensively into each other's eyes. It was quiet for
a minute before a slow but gradual applause echoed through the
music room. Strangely they were both panting. Noticing how close they
were, they quickly broke apart and looked anywhere else but at their singing partner.
Their teacher stood up slow clapping. "That was amazing.
There was so much chemistry, the song was perfectly composed. I really felt the
song, it felt so authentic and raw. Definitely in my good books and my top
marks"
Talia smiled and walked back to her seat slumping down. "You
didn't tell you were doing a proper duet and tell me why you
never told me you could sing like that" Her best friend who was
sitting to the right of her said.
"That's because I cannot sing" She laughed.
"Lie to me again, bitch" They were too into their
conversation to notice Winnie staring them down. Their class was dismissed and
Talia shrugged on her bag and was making her way to the exit when a hand
stopped her. She twisted her neck to look at the hand on her shoulder and
brushed it off her.
"Whatever is going on between you and Corey needs to stop
immediately, okay? Hoes like you do not deserve to have someone like him.
So back the fuck off and leave him alone" Winnie squinted her eyes
at her, each word becoming more threatening.
She looked behind Winnie to see Corey looking at her with pleading eyes. "Now
you can listen to me Wilfred. It was just a song, the lyrics
meant nothing to me or him. The purpose of the assignment was to compose a song
with a partner and I just happened to have him as my partner. Obviously we had
to spend time together to make the song and make it perfect but it's over so
you can stop worrying. Plus you do not know shit about my sexual history so
don't you ever call me a hoe because everyone knows every boy in this school
has had a piece of you. And yes I do not deserve him nor does he deserve me but
you have a nice day sweetie"
On her way out, she took her phone from her bag and saw a new message on her
lockscreen.
Corey B: Thank you.
She swiped the message to the left and quickly typed a reply as she walked
to her next lesson. 'I did that for me not you'
Corey B: Is there somewhere you can meet me? Talia put her phone away
and sat down in her seat, averting her attention back to her English
teacher.
"Michelle,
can you read from where we left off and I'll tell you when to stop" A
girl with long black hair pushed her hair back and flipped through the book and
started reading.
"She turned away, realizing suddenly that she had been
glancing back at him too often. But this day had no ties to past or future-her
thoughts were cut off from implications-she saw no further meaning, only the
immediate intensity of the feeling that she was imprisoned with him, sealed
together in the same cube of air, the closeness of his presence underscoring
her awareness of this day, as his rails underscored the flight of the
train" She stopped and took a deep breath, looking up in the hopes
someone else would have to continue. Her teacher just smiled and nodded at her
to keep on going. A quick roll of the eyes and she picked up from where she
left off. "She turned deliberately and glanced back. He was
looking at her. He did not turn away, but held her glance, coldly and with
full intention"
"Talia"
"Huh?"
"Read on"
"She smiled defiantly, not letting herself know the full meaning of her
smile, knowing only that it was the sharpest blow she could strike at his
inflexible face. She felt a sudden desire to see him trembling, to tear a cry
out of him. She turned her head away, slowly, feeling a reckless amusement,
wondering why she found it difficult to breathe. She sat leaning back in her
chair, looking ahead, knowing that he was as aware of her as she was of him.
She found pleasure in the special self-consciousness it gave her. When she
crossed her legs, when she leaned on her arm against the window sill, when she
brushed her hair off her forehead - every movement of her body was underscored
by a feeling the unadmitted words for which were: Is he seeing it?" She
whispered the last part and stared at the passage, looking blank. She folded
her lips and rubbed them together then parted them. Her teacher made another
student carry on.
The camera zoomed out showing a wide shot of the classroom and a smartly
dressed woman walked in. "Morning, can I speak to Talia
please?" Talia had her head down following the passage.
"Talia?" Her head shot up. "Could you come with
me?" She removed her reading glasses and left them on the desk.
She followed the headteacher to her office and took a seat.
"You know why you are here, right?"
"No but if it's about what happened in the library, it wasn't my
fault" She bit her lip just thinking about it.
"It's not about that but what happened in the library?"
"It was nothing, it doesn't matter"
"So your music teacher told me about your performance with another
student, Corey Burnett, I think"
"The swearing was all him"
"I've let that slide but," The door opened and in walked Corey.
"Take a seat"
"As I was saying, Mrs Campbell wanted me to speak to the both of you about
getting you two to compose another song for a private performance for a chance
to go to college on a music scholarship"
"Mrs Benedict, I don't want to pursue music in college"
"Well you can take it or leave it" Mrs Benedict shrugged. "They
are scheduled to come here in two weeks, so you have until then to come up with
something. And this isn't high school musical so no breaking free type song, we
have a reputation to uphold. Do you have anything to say, Corey?"
"No, miss"
"Looks like we're down here so you two can go back to class, have a good
day" Talia smiled and left the room followed by Corey.
"Tay, hold up"
"You do not get to call me that anymore" Corey grabbed her
hand and pulled her down to the hall to the janitor's closet. "What
are you doing? I'm supposed to be back reading that shitty book in
English"
"Why didnt you reply to my text?" He whispered.
"Because whatever we have going on needs to stop, for both our sakes"
"I miss you, Tay. It's been, what, a week" Corey kissed the
side of her neck, feeling her tense up.
"Well Winnie will happily give you something so go to her"
"I don't want her, I want you baby"
"Fine. I'll call you later and we can arrange something, no
promises for this week though"
"Alright. But we only have 10 minutes left of lesson left so there's no
point of going, what do you want to do?"
"Lunch is next right? So let's take a longer one. I fancy a nice, big.
juicy sausage right now" She peaked her out, checking if the coast
was clear then walked out and he waited a few minutes before he followed suit.
"That's it, folks. We will resume filming tomorrow, have a good
night. Sleep well tonight, we have a long day tomorrow" Nicki let out a
sigh of relief, they had filmed for a good 10 hours. She was more than
ready to go home.
"Night Onika"
"Goodnight Aubrey"
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"You're a piece of
shit" She whispered. He chuckled and kissed her, she lifted up her
leg raising up her skirt at little more. She kissed him back, running her hands
up his back and gripped the bottom of his shirt lifting it over his head. She
hissed, feeling him enter her. They passionately kissed and Isaac pulled off
her shirt. He began to thrust and she gasped, watching his sex faces.
Between the time of her staring at him and his rapid hip movement, he had
unhooked the front of her bra. He leaned down and pecked her lips, he placed
light kisses on each breast and up her neck. Her nails slowly racked up his
back and she cursed 'fuck' under her breath. Talia pecked his shoulder blade a
few times and threw her head back, breathless.
"Oh my God" She
groaned and swallowed. "I-saac" She moaned. She felt
his breath on her neck and heard his groans in her ear. His face froze and he
panted, resting his head on her collar bone. Talia turned her head to look away
and ran her fingers through his hair. After what seemed like an eternity, Isaac
rolled off of her and she got up. Grabbing her discarded clothes from the floor
and sat on the edge of his bed getting redressed.
"You
going?" He now had his boxers and jeans on.
"Yeah"
She turned around and crawled towards him. Reaching him, she innocently kissed
him. "I'll call you"
Nicki walked through the door
that led to her 'house' and waited for her cue. Derek’s hand came up from the
camera and pointed to her.
Talia
opened the door and closed it behind her. She paused for a moment, then walked
through the corridor.
"Talia Brielle Coffman.
Where have you been? School finished at 4pm, it is now almost 8pm" Her
mother turned around on the swivel chair and pulled the lamp
switch.
"I was out" Talia walked away and started to walk up the
stairs.
"With that Corey boy?" She paused mid-step and whipped her
head around. "Huh?"
"Your headteacher called me and told me about
that performance you did with him, she also mentioned a scholarship
opportunity you both have. How come you never told me that you wanted to
sing?" She trod back down the stairs and sat down on the seat
across from her
"I didn't think about singing till she brought it up, if I'm being honest
but I will try for the scholarship but one question, why did you suddenly
assume I was with Corey?"
"Well I figured you would be spending a lot of time together considering
everything"
"Yeah okay, well I'm tired so goodnight"
~
Drake sat down first and as
Nicki walked past him to her seat, he lightly tapped her ass and wiggled his
eyebrows. "With me today, we have Onika Maraj and Aubrey Graham from
Something About Him" The interview introduced and smiled at them.
"Hello" They both
said.
"I'm going to dive in and
ask the question that has been on everybody's mind, how was it like filming
those sex scenes?"
"Jesus. Personally for
me, I was beyond nervous especially because the one where I'm 'feeling myself'
was the first scene we shot. So it was like "Hey, nice to see you
again" then the next minute his hands are in my pants" Nicki
laughed.
"Yeah, basically" Drake laughed along. "And this was your first
sex scene film wise, right?" After seeing her nod, he continued. "So
I wanted to make it fun and enjoyable. The first actual sex scene it took a few
takes because we were both laughing at each other unintentionally. At one
point, she was on top of me and got too wild and we banged heads but it was all
fun" The whole time Nicki stroking her fingers up and down his arm.
"The three scenes with Drake were okay because we worked together the
entire film so I was comfortable. But the one scene I had with Michael, I was
literally shaking and the one with Rachel, I was okay with because we worked
together before and it was only minor"
"Now we've got the awkward part out of the way, how was it like working
with each other?"
Nicki rest her elbow on the arm rest and put her head on her hand, looking at
Drake. "No pressure or anything"
"It was good. This was my first romantic, if you could call it that,
movie that I have done in a while and I was blessed to have her as my love
interest. She's very sarcastic and she's very friendly. She's a bit like a
machine, off-set we would be making jokes, pulling pranks on each other dadada
but as soon as she heard action it would be like she became a whole new person,
very serious and hands-on"
"That was nice, hunny. Erm, he's a little comedian so we never had any
dull moments. He made me feel comfortable all the time and he always
liked to cop a feel every so often. Smacks on the ass and a sly boob squeeze
here and there. I would love to work with him again, he's amazing"
"That's good. How was it like singing?"
"We didn't fuck up the song so it was alright. The original sounded better
but we gave it our best shot. I feel like I should have rapped instead, spit a
few bars. I would be a good rapper, I I could get a record deal with Roc
Nation. Go head to head with Jay and Ye"
"Keep dreaming, baby"
"What would you say was the hardest scene to shoot?"
"For me, it was when Talia and Corey finally got together after fighting
their feelings for so long and then they got
into different universities and broke it off. It was hard for me
because I could relate to it so I was very emotionally invested and all my
feelings were real"
"I would have to agree. They were each other's first love, Talia liked to
believe it was Isaac but i was definitely Corey. They had a real
connection and also when a few years have passed and Corey spots her with
someone new"
"What can people expect from the movie?"
"Love, sex, a little bit of singing and a roller coaster of
emotions"
