DeVante x Tupac x Ginuwine

Wild Ones (T.Shakur) Part 1

Shout out to MiracleThaDon   for this imagine I'm doing for her and hope you enjoy it!!!!

Miracle 1996:

He pushed me violently onto the bed.
I thought the bed broke by the way he pushed me, like a damn monster. He climbed on top of me quickly, taking no time to hesitate as he caressed his hands over my face to my neck before he went in to kiss me. The longing for his plumped lips made me want him even more, the action of his tongue as I played my tongue along with his, his minty warm breath that made the kiss even more better. I snaked his arms around his neck to get more of the action. His lips slowly trailing down to my collar bone as he planted small kisses, not missing a spot-especially the right spot.

Our lips parted, he took his time to look into my eyes as I stared into his-they were beautiful y'all, almost like an innocent child as they went wide. A small smile curled from his lips that made me smile back.

'Are you sure you wanna do this?' He asked

'I trust you and you trust me right' I cocked my eyebrow

He gave me a look before he placed both is hands on my shirt as he was unbuttoning it slowly.

'Are you sure?'

'Yes I'm-'

'Miracle, Miracle, Miracle!' My name was shouted out more than once

Damn and I was just getting to the freakier part!

'YES I'M SURE!' I repeated due to being frightened

'Oh okay then' I adjusted my eyes to see Kadifi standing right in front of me

OMG that's one of Pac's friends, he probably must've heard me what I was thinking, only if I can talk during my sleep.....well I probably might.

'Um Pac called for you by the way' he said

Pac.....Tupac.....Tupac motherfucking Shakur called for me? I'm ugly and the shyest person ever, what he want with me?

'What room is he in?' I bowed my head down as my voice was quiet as usual

'What did you say?' Kadafi asked

'The room' I said a little louder and gave him a shorter sentence so I can avoid talking to him any longer

'Oh, I'll just show you' he said as I got up and followed him

I patted myself before leaving and I couldn't see my notebook. Jesus, that's got all my erotic fantasies of me and Pac written in them. I looked behind me thinking I was sitting on it but I wasn't. My resting heart rate went from slow to racking, could damn near have a heart attack. I started panting hysterically, I tried hard not to make it obvious but that made Kadafi turn around.

'Are you okay?' He asked

Can't let him know, just say a bad dream.....but then he gon' think I'm crazy....why the fuck should I care....everyone probably thinking why the hell did Suge sign up this frigid bitch.

'Bad dream' I tried to crack a smile but he can sense it was fake

'Are you sure Miracle?' He asked

'I'm fine' I panting through my words

After my stupid ass done hyperventilating, we finally got to Tupac rooms and I swear to God I was just gonna start this stupidness again. He was just so gorgeous, his beautiful brown eyes that sparkled, his plumped lips that just wanted to be kissed so badly, the bandana that decorated his bald head but I love his bald head with or without it. The jewellery he had on that suited him well with his black jumper and his baggy trousers.....UGH he's everything a women would want- what I want!

My eyes adverted to his hand as he held a notebook similar to my one.....hold on idiot that's yours! Jesus, I hope he didn't read it, imagine if he did, I'll probably commit suicide.

He walked up closer to me as I inhaled into his manly scent.....why can't men smell as good as Pac?

'I believe this is yours' he handed it over as he smiled

I just stood there like a statue, if he knew what I was thinking. I wanted to faint, cry, running away. He's a nigga, he read that shit and probably showed it to all his homeboys.

'I didn't read it if that's what you're thinking' he reassured me

I finally took the book quickly away from him, turning around to go back out as I cry myself back to sleep. It's so embarrassing, he did read, no doubt, why he gotta lie to me?

'I'm not done with you Miracle' he said which made me stop not wanting to look at him 'I wanna work with you'

'You do' I said quitely

'Yeah I've heard you sing, I wanna put you in a couple of tracks or so' he said

I'm so shocked that he even heard me, I'm like a mouse, he must have some good ass hearing but if Kadafi could hear me and he was close to me......