Obsessed| Central Cee Imagines

First Fight|Central Cee

trigger warning: sexual content ahead (makeup sex)

Y/N rubbed her tired eyes listening to his yelling. Oakley sputtered his nonsense her way. She crossed her arms over her chest.

"I'm tired of this man! You know what the deal is, yeah?" Oakley yelled at her his face turning red.

Y/N could feel tears pool into her eyes, "Cee! Are you being serious right now? The only reason I'm tired of your shit is because you don't care!"

"I don't care? Are you fucking kiddin?"

Y/N scoffed, "Man, fuck you! All you do is work and spend time with bitches!"

Y/N continued pointing her fingers in his chest, "I was the one who got you to find your confidence to rap! Who put up money for your studio time when we were both broke as fuck? None of those bitches that you plaster on social media do anything for you. They just want their five seconds of fame."

Oakley was seething at the thought of her words, "You might've done all that but what did you get in return? I was just using you for what you got. And let me tell you it ain't much."

Y/N leaned back stunned. Tears pooled in her eyes. Oakley's chest rose and fell rapidly. Turning away she ran to the bathroom. She quickly shut the door and locked it.

Her hands hovered over her head, "What did I do? Fuck."

A knock on the door snapped her out of her trance. Oakley stood on the outside of the door. He turned the knob trying to get in but quickly realized it was locked. Y/N sniffed wiping her eyes. She looked towards the door.

"Y/N." Oakley whispered.

"Cench just go away."

"You only call me that when you're mad. It's only right that you call me that." He tried turning the knob again.

"You can go talk to your bitches." Y/N yelled through the door.

"You don't mean that."

Y/N wiped the tears that fell down her cheek, "I do. You said I don't do nothin' for you. So go find someone who will."

Y/N moved to sit down on the toilet. She tapped her foot nervously. Y/N waited until she heard the front door close before she let herself out. The place was quiet maybe even way too quiet. Y/N could feel her tears fall again. He had really left.

Not wanting to think about it she got ready for bed. She didn't know if he'd come home or not. Her eyes fluttered closed trying to allow sleep to take over. Her heart jumped when she heard the front door crack open.

Oakley's shadow walked over to his side of the bed. He carefully lifted the covers trying not to wake Y/N. His eyes flickered over her body to see if she was awake. Y/N stayed still. Oakley's warm body pressed against her.

"I'm sorry love." He said wrapping his arm around her waist.

He kissed her cheek and nuzzled his face in her neck. Y/N tried not to move. Her eyes opened and she turned her head to meet his soft lips, "I'm sorry too."

Oakley smiled at her as he caressed her cheek. "I didn't mean to hurt you."

Y/N smiled a bit, "I know. Shit just got way too heated."

He nodded. Y/N leaned forward to kiss him on his lips. Y/N gripped his neck pulling him on top of her. Y/N moaned into his touch. Her body opened to his like they were putting two puzzle pieces together.

Y/N lifted her hips grinding slightly into his core. He peppered kisses all down her neck sucking lightly. Y/N ran her manicured fingers down his back pulling on his shirt.

"I'm gonna fuck you until you know how sorry I am." He mumbled as he pulled down her pants.

Y/N was already glistening and ready. Y/N reached forward aligning herself with his dick. "Hurry up already."

"Patience, baby." He spoke softly pushing his dick inside.

Y/N whined at his slow movements. He was playing with her, seeing how she'd react to his touch. Y/N rubbed her hands up his chest.

"If you don't do it I'm gonna do it myself." Y/N gave him doe eyes.

He smiled and pushed himself further inside. Her eyes rolled back as he moved faster. Y/N held onto his arms. The smacking sounds became louder and louder. Y/N couldn't keep up. His strokes became rough. She knew there'd be bruises in the morning.

Y/N left scratch marks on his back. Oakley pounded into her relentlessly taking his anger out on her. Y/N felt him softly bite at her neck. More hickies.

"I'm gonna cum." Y/N moaned feeling her stomach tighten.

Y/N let out a huff as Oakley finished inside her. To top it off he left a sloppy kiss on her lips making sure to bite it before he pulled out of her.

"I'm gonna bruise babe," Y/N whispered looking at her red skin.

Oakley laughed kissing her sore shoulder, "You asked for it."

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