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After everyone had fallen asleep I went up to my room and tried falling asleep but couldn't. I texted Jameer to see if he was up but he didn't reply. My room, his, and Kings and Yasmines were all on the third floor. I rolled over on my side and tried hard to fight back my tears. That was until I heard my room door open and seen it was Jameer. "Can you sleep in here please?" I asked as he entered in the room. He didn't say anything. He just walked over to my bed and got in, after closing and locking the door. We didn't say anything to each other for a little minute. We just sat in a comfortable silence as I laid on his chest.
"Do you think I'm clingy?" I asked, breaking the silence. I really didn't want him to answer that. I honestly knew the answer. The only way I can fall asleep is if he's here with me. When I lived with my dad before moving in with Egypt and Aiyden, life was hell. I didn't get any sleep because my dad would come home drunk and I would literally have to fight him just for him to leave me and my mom alone. He didn't like that Egypt and I were alike. We acted alike and the part he hated the most was not only that we could get pregnant but that we both had female parts. No one knows about the genital part except Egypt and Jameer. But I never told Egypt about the fighting situations. And he never witnessed a lot of this because he started living with Jordan and Zae. He had only been home for three weeks before we decided to move in with Aiyden. And my dad knew better than to try it with him there.
"No." Was all Jameer said. He's never been one to say a lot. I've known him since middle school and he's normally never said more than five words at one time. He only ever talks a lot around me. "So this doesn't bother you?" I asked with a slight sad expression. "What?" "Me being overly dependent on you." "No bae, it doesn't." "Well do you feel like you dating me is holding back you career?." Since I've met him he's always talked about being a rapper. He wants to be the rapper and I want to be the model/photographer. The ultimate power couple. He's put out a few songs over the years but he's not taken serious as an artist because he's "gay". Even though he always says "im gay for Zahur and Zahur only." "Do you think I care if people don't like me because I'm dating you? I don't. My lifestyle is not for everybody and I'm ok with that. As long as I keep putting stuff out and keep grinding then I'll blow. But we gotta have a baby first." He said that last part with a slight smile but I knew he was serious. Every since he found out that I could get pregnant he's been talking about having a baby since. A lot of people would think it's a red flag but I find it cute.
To be completely honest, I kinda gave in. I don't see myself being with anyone besides him . Egypt has his own family, all my friends and his friends have their own family and then it's just us. Why can't we have our own family. "You wanna try for one tonight?" I asked him, while getting up and straddling him. I could tell he was a caught between being confused and intrigued. But ultimately he caved in.
In that moment it was nobody but me and him. All the stress of carrying Egypt and Aiyden's secret was gone. Their was no more trauma. Their was nothing but a burning sensation of passion. He removed my clothes and I returned the favor to him. Once our clothes were removed, lust took over and the actions of rubbing skin and swapping spit soon took place. He would eat me out until my legs shook and my juices were released. And I would return the favor with giving him head. We ultimately switched to our favorite position which is missionary. What can I say, he likes looking at this pretty face. We ended the night with multiple climaxes on both ends. I guess we took my proposal too seriously because he never pulled out and I didn't want him to. We're both well off and if I do get pregnant I'm keeping it.
After we did the do, we cuddled for a little bit until we both fell asleep. The next morning we were woken up to some bickering in the room across the hall. Looks like Yasmine and King might be having a little relationship problem.
