ncaa + nba imagines

wait for me - shareef o'neal

this is a request. i've gotten a couple of requests in the past few days (since i've been resurrected hahah) so please be patient i'm trying to write them all but make sure they aren't messy and rushed.

thank you guys for the love and support as always.

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you were walking out of your office when you get a text from shareef.
💙⚡️shareef: come over🥺💔
y/n: say less😂😂

once you arrive at his condo you find out he wasn't even home yet.
he lived 30 minutes away from your house and you were too tired from work, so you just decide to wait.
you ask the landlord to unlock the door and he recognized you, so he happily obliged (smh if you were a groupie or something).

once you get in his room you take off your clothes and put on one of his jerseys from when he played in the drew league.
you lay in his bed and start scrolling through your instagram feed and eventually drift off to sleep.
an hour later you wake up and realize you're still alone.
it's 5pm and your stomach is grumbling so you make your way to his kitchen.

"alexa play migos"
"two bad bitches and they after me" you rap along with quavo (another daddy😍)

after the water begins to boil for your spaghetti, you stir in the noodles then put the lid on it.
when you make your way to the fridge, you feel arms wrap around your waist.

you turn around, of course, it's the love of your life.
"you actually came" he says smiling at you leaning in for a kiss.

after kissing him back you say, "of course and i've been here waiting here for like 34 hours"
"sorry about that josh just can't resist getting his cheeks clapped"
"wha-"
"in basketball, like he kept asking for a rematch and-" he tries to explain.
"no no it's fine let's just pretend you never said anything"

he leans down for another kiss and you meet him halfway.
after he pulls away he looks you up and down.

"shit"
"you actually caught me in the middle of making dinner" you saying motioning to the noodles boiling on the stove.
"ok and what about dessert first?" he says picking you up and putting you on the counter.

he runs his hands up your legs while making eye contact with you.
you smile softly and tilt your head to one side, "what?"
"i love you" he says sincerely.
"guess what?" you say biting your lip.

you take his hands and run them up your back, "i love you too".

he groans and puts his head on your shoulder while you chuckle.
"wearing my shirt and no. fucking. bra." he says softly while moaning again.
all you can do is laugh.

he trails his hands from your back to your breasts and starts massaging them while kissing you.
*splat* is what both of you hear and you remember the noodles were still boiling.

"wait shareef the noodles" you say (sadly) stopping his hands.
"oh come on" he says groaning, this time in disappointment.

you hop off the counter and turn off the pot.
"at least only a little water spilled over"
shareef wraps his arms around you grinding into you from behind.
"come on baby we can make love then eat" he says huskily into your ear.

you lean your head backwards against his chest, speechless.
make love.
"yea?" you whisper.
he presses you closer to his dick while still grinding.
"anything for my baby"

end.

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ok so unpopular opinion between me and all my friends.

i hate bae, babygirl, babe. that shit is so cringy to me.

baby is fine and ma 😍 , oh yea.
but what do you guys think?