After that night, Pap- I mean Tupac and I fell deeply in love with each other.....
I caressed his smooth almond skin as he slept peacefully. "I love you, Papa ", I whispered to myself.
My stomach grumbled, and the intimate moment was over. I was just about to get out of bed, but Pac reached over and wrapped his arms around my waist.
"Wow, thanks a lot ". I exclaimed as I crossed my arms. He buried his head in my lap and softly snored.
What? He ain't sounding like a caveman? I must've did a good job, last night. Well, technically this morning.
The second round lasted for 2 hours. I was wondering if he ever gets tired. He doesn't. It lasted until 3 in the morning.
My body was on E, and I needed some food. "Papa, " I said aloud, but he didn't wake up.
"Mm ". He groaned and turned his head towards me, with his head still in my lap.
"Come on Papa, get up ". I rubbed his bald head and a smile crept across his face.
He's up. I tried to unwrap his arms from around my waist, but he tightened his grip.
"Moovveee ". I giggled, we wrestled each other until he finally gave up and granted me my freedom.
I got out of bed, and my legs were still sore. I tried to walk, but I fell straight to the floor.
His joyous laugh filled the room, as I attempted to get up. "Damn, my bad mama ". He was still laughing. I rose up, he was holding his stomach and everything.
"Ha. Ha. Ha. ". I rolled my eyes at him and crossed my arms.
He got out of bed, and picked me up bridal style. He was still laughing, but not as hard. "I'm sorry, Liyah ".
"Whatever" . I rolled my eyes again.
"Whatever" . He mocked me. A smile cracked on my face as I watched him try imitate me.
"I hate you ". I said playfully.
"I love you too, Mama ".
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"Baaaabbbyyyy" He yelled, his voice heard throughout the house.
"What "? I asked as I came downstairs.
"You ready to go "? He asked as he channel surfed.
"I gotta put my boots on, Papa ". I exclaimed as I sat down next to him.
"I gotchu ". He said as he paused Maury. He picked up my legs and laid them across his lap.
I handed him my boots, and he grabbed them. He slipped them on, and zipped them up.
"Thank you, Papa ". I leaned over and kissed him.
All I wanted was a simple kiss, but Pac just had to be extra. He slid his tounge in my mouth. He pulled me up by my ass, and sat me down on his lap.
I straddled him as we continued kissing. He reached for the zipper of my pants, and I slapped his hands away.
"Stop, " I broke the kiss. He reached for the zipper again, and I playfully slapped him in his face.
He grinned. "What time you said you was gon meet Lisa ". He asked, slightly bouncing me up and down.
"3:00 p.m. What time is it "? I grabbed his shoulders.
"Give Pac some pussy time ". He whispered in my ear. Bruh, he has noo chill.
"Pac, stop " I laughed. He is so nasty. He's a sex addict.
"Pleeeaaasssee, " he begged, he started kissing my neck softly.
"No, " I said, pushing him off of me. He pulled me closer to him, and buried his face in my neck.
"Please Mama, I won't ask you no more ". He exclaimed as he pecked my lips.
Ugh, he know when he call me "Mama", it makes me weak.
"Ugh, what am I going to do with you"? I exclaimed as he attacked my neck with kisses.
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"Come on, Pac. It's 2:43 " I exclaimed as I zipped my boots up.
"I'm coming "! He yelled from upstairs. "You got the keys, Aaliyah "? I patted my pockets and felt them.
"Yeah, " I said as I watched him come downstairs. He zipped up his jacket.
"Let's go " he exclaimed as he tapped my chin. I handed him his keys and we walked outside into the cold, crisp air.
I wrapped my arms around him as we walked to his car. This wind was disrespectful.
We finally got in the car. "Turn the heat on, Pac ". I said and hugged my arms.
He cranked up the car, and the heat blew out. It felt soo good. He drove off down the street.
His hand rested inbetween my legs. "Baby, " he started.
"Mm, " I said, turning my attention away from the houses and looking at him.
"You know I got this movie I'm tryna get into ". He said, rubbing my inner thighs.
I'm confused as hell. "What movie "? I asked, I started playing with his little chin hairs.
"Poetic Justice ". He stated simply.
Poetic Justice was one of my favorite movies Pac had starred in. Other than the kissing and flirting scenes, it was good.
"Oh, " I lost interest in his chin hairs and started playing with his ear. "What about it, Papa "? I exclaimed.
"Nothing" he sighed. "I'm bout' to go meet up with John". He said as he pulled up in Lisa's driveway.
"Oh, well good luck ". I said as we got out of the car.
He grabbed me and pulled me to him. He wrapped his arm around me.
"Thank you, " he kissed my cheek and pinched my ass.
Ooh, that hurts. "Stop, " I scowled at him, he laughed at me.
"Whatchu gon do "? He pinched my ass again.
His bald headed ass get on my damn nerves.
I looked up at him and pecked his
lips.
Fine ass.
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"Open the door, Lisa "! I yelled as I beated on it.
"Ok, I'm coming goddamnit "! I heard her yell from the other side of the door. I laughed and stepped back.
"She crazy, " I heard him say. I turned around and faced him, with him still holding my waist.
"She is not crazy, Pac " I slapped his chest. "You crazy ". I exclaimed.
"You right ..... crazy about you ". I gave him the "really nigga " face. He is so corny.
"You are so corny ". I said, smiling. I wrapped my arms around him.
"I may be, but I can still get in them drawes, " he smirked.
"Whatever, " I mumbled.
"It's whatever , now "? He leaned down and we kissed, and he stuck his tounge in my mouth.
Sad to say, but I'm used to him sticking his tounge in my mouth when we kiss. We pecked each other's lips.
"Ewww "! I heard Lisa squeal. I broke away from the kiss.
"Lisssaaaaa "! I squealed.
"Me in the flesh, baby ". We hugged each other, jumping up and down and everything.
We finally pulled away. "Wassup, Pac ". She said. I was surprised she called him by his name.
"Wassup" ? He mushed her head as he walked in.
"Always playin' , damn ". She hit Pac in his side as he walked past her.
"Where my nigga Dre, at "? He asked. He was referring to Andre Rison, Lisa's fiancee and one of Pac's friends.
"He's at practice ". She crossed her arms.
"Oh, tell him I said wassup ". She nodded her head.
He looked at me, "Come mere ". I smiled and walked over to where he was.
Ooh, I loved when he used to tell me "Come here ", it just excited me.
"What" ? I looked up at him, and he looked down at me. He just gave me butterflies in my stomach.
"Gimme a kiss, I'm bout' to head out ". He said.
I stood on my tippy toes and pecked his lips.
"Gimme another one, " he said, biting his lip.
Before I could lean up and give him another one, Lisa interrupted us.
"Get outta my house with that, shit ". Lisa said as she surfed through channels.
I laughed, and we went outside. "Come mere ". He repeated. He grabbed my ass, and dragged me to him.
I loved it when he used to get aggressive.
Our lips crashed against each other and our tounges started jiggin'. He pulled away biting my bottom lip.
He pecked my lips a couple of times, before breaking away.
"Bye Papa ". I said as he let me go.
"Bye, baby ". He ran off too his car. I watched him jog to his car. I am so in love with that man, it don't make no sense.
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"Yeah, and I noticed that yo' ass is getting bigger ". Lisa said as she dipped the chip.
I didn't say anything. I just sipped my Long Island Iced Tea.
"Is that right "? I asked, eating some of pasta. Oh lord, I'm even starting to sound like him.
She nodded her head. "He must be doing sum' right ". She wiggled her eyebrows.
I laughed, she is so funny. "Mm, I guess so". I ate some more of my pasta.
"For real, you're glowing and ya ass is getting bigger ", she sipped some of whatever she was drinking. "I haven't seen you this happy since you was with R -"
"Lisa, " I cut her off, I already knew where she was going with that. "Please, " I looked at her.
"Ok, my bad ". She put her hands up in surrender. "I'm just glad that you're happy, boo ". She said.
"Thanks, " I glanced at the rock on her finger. "I'm glad you're happy Lisa, that big ass rock on ya' finger, and you live in a palace with a football player fiancee at that, girl ". I smiled.
She glanced down at it as if it were nothing. "Everything that glitters ain't gold, Liyah ". She stated simply.
I frowned at her statement. What is she talking about ?
"What are you talking about, Lisa "? I looked at her. "Are you O.K. "? She looked down at the food. I put my hand on top of hers. "You know you can tell me anything, Lisa".
She hesitated to open her mouth, but she finally did. She sighed deeply before talking. "Liyah, he hi- " the waiter interrupted her.
"Excuse me, ladies. Here's your bill". He said. Lisa and I thanked him.
She moved her hand, and pulled out her little clutch purse. "I got it, Liyah ". She dug around in her purse.
I sat back in my chair. Something was wrong with my friend, and I'm gonna find out what is it.
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I didn't want to always be under Pac, so Lisa dropped me off at home.
I took of my Karl Kani jacket and threw it on the couch. I walked upstairs into my bedroom.
I ran my hand through my hair and plopped down on my bed. I undressed and took a shower.
While I was in the shower, I washed my hair. After I got out, I picked up one Pac's shirts off of the floor, and put it in the dirty clothes hamper.
I went through my drawers to find something to sleep in. I found Pac's black shirt, and slipped it on.
I ruffled my damp hair as I walked downstairs. I sat down on the couch, and turned on the T.V.
"The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air " was on T.V.. I sung along to the theme song.
"And I yelled to the cabbie 'yo homes smell ya later'. Looked at myself , I was finally there. To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel-Air". I snuggled against the couch, and heard the door unlock.
I looked up from the couch and seen Pac closing and locking my front door. I rose up as he approached the couch. "How'd you get in here "? I asked.
"There's a key under ya' doormat, Mama ". He jingled the key. I nodded my head.
"Oh ". I turned my attention back to the T.V., but it was on commercial. He came and plopped down on the couch.
I wrapped my leg around his waist. "Why are you here, Mr.Shakur"? I questioned.
"Because, I wanted to show you sum' ". I moved my leg, and he pulled out a thick booklet.
I looked at him confusedly. He turned it, and on the front were " POETIC JUSTICE ".
I squealed in delight. "Aaaahhh, " I straddled him. "I'm so proud of you, Papa ". I exclaimed.
"Preciate it," he thumbed through the script and sat it down on the table. He rested his hands on my ass.
"Really Pac "?
"Im just a real nigga, and that's what real niggas do ". He said, rubbing my booty.
"Well since you a real nigga, " I started to play with his chain. "You gon eat my booty "?
The face he made was priceless. I fell out of his lap, laughing.
"Hell naw, " he laughed. "Why in the world would I even wanna do that "? He said, looking at me laughing.
"I don't know, " I calmed down. "You said you were a real nigga, so I'd thought you would ". I exclaimed.
"Nah mama, " he shook his head. "But you got sum' I would eat," he licked his lips.
My smile went flat, and I mugged him. "You nasty ". A smile creeped back on my face. I crossed my arms.
He smiled at me, and leaned in for a kiss.
I put my hand in front of his lips and made a screeching noise. "No, ". I said as I got off of his lap. I turned the T.V. off.
He pouted. "Why not "? He followed me upstairs.
"You gon kiss my lips off ". I crawled in my bed. He went to a drawer and pulled out some clothes for him to sleep in.
He basically has his own drawer, because he's here most of the time.
"Don't you ever go home "? I asked as he emerged from the restroom.
"Girl hush, " he said as he climbed in bed with me. "You know you like having me around here ".
As much as I want to deny it, I couldn't. He was right.
"Whatever, " I snuggled up under the covers.
He wrapped his arms around my waist. I clapped my hands and the lights went out.
It was expensive, to have that installed in your house, but the price was worth it.
As I tried to get comfortable, Pac's hand slid under my shirt. "Stop ". I said as I moved his hand.
"Well, can I get a kiss "? Ugh, he is so irritating.
"No, " I stated simply.
I heard him groan and smack his lips. He tried to slip his hand under my shirt again.
"Stop, " I repeated.
"Ugh, " he groaned. He palmed my ass in his hands.
I just left him alone, and went to sleep.