~ that night ~
"Baby mama? Baby mama Tayleigh? You told me that you used to wrap it up before me. So what the fuck is this baby mama bullshit? Both of y'all got me fucked up right now." Destiny yelled at me.
"Um, actually..." I started to speak.
"Candace and I were a little more than fuck buddies. We had a little thing going on, so I...I hit it raw a couple times." I admitted.
I watched as Destiny's eye started to twitch. "Um, you good?" I questioned.
"Nah, I'm tryna keep myself from knocking your head off right now." Destiny expressed. "Baby relax. That is not my son. I stopped messing with her a while before we started talking." I said.
"And that means she had ample amount of time to be pregnant and have the baby." Destiny suggested. I shook my head a bit.
"Nah bruh, she's a whore. She was fucking guys while we were fucking. Eventually she got burned. That's how I found out she was messing around cause my shit wasn't burning." I stated.
"I tested negative for everything, so I called it off. And from what I've heard, she was still fucking around and didn't get treatment..." I cringed.
"Okay yea, that's nasty." Destiny frowned.
"But still!" she then shouted. "But still what? Baby you just be tryna be mad at me all the time. And for what? I know we ain't fuck in a minute but damn." I said.
And by a minute, I mean two days.
"No, that's not why...when we gon fuck again though- I mean, that's not true. I feel very highly about this matter." Destiny spoke.
She continued rambling and quickly got off topic. Destiny wasn't even talking about the baby mama situation anymore. Just talking just to talk. You'd think she just learned how to talk the way she be going.
"What you even talkin bout?" I asked in a low tone, looking her up and down.
She's real cute when she's mad.
Besides, she was wearing one of my shirts, boxers and a bonnet. That'll do it for me.
"See, and this your fucking problem. You don't know how to listennn when I'm talking to you." Destiny said, poking my forehead.
"And this your fucking problem. Get yo hand out my face bruh." I chuckled, smacking her hand away. "Excuse me?" Destiny immediately smacked my hand.
"You be putting your hands on me and tryna provoke me. But if I hit your little ass back, I'd be wrong." I stated, bucking at her.
"I'm finna just slap you across the face with my dick again." I then said. Destiny immediately stopped talking and walked away. I laughed.
A couple months ago, Destiny was laying down and talking mad shit. I had just finished showering and was getting dressed. My dick was naturally semi hard at the moment.
Destiny kept talking shit, so I walked over and told her to shut up...slapping her with my dick.
And her ass ain't talk shit for weeks after.

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Recurrence: Inception
Romance𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐥 • 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐱𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝 • 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐱 After losing the one person she believed she could count on through thick and thin, Destiny is left feeling alone while facing life altering events. But she soon acknowledges...