⚠️DISCLAIMER⚠️ .The following series contains Infidelity. Emotional Damage. And some bomb ass Sexcapades/ This is 100 percent my work.
Please take this series with a grain of salt. I create the content, Devante is merely A ROLE. I'm only using some facts to make it more realistic. His persona in real life vs. His character ARE NOT THE SAME...kinda. I think. Happy Reading⚠️
"Huh?..."
That was the only thing I could say. Those words. That sense of urgency. The same effect you get when you were hooked on something and you wanted more.
Yeah. That was Devante.
Around that time, he could've asked to do anything and I'd do it that's how I knew, he'd bring out the BEST and
yet....WORSE in me.
"Wha...what do you mean. Inner Freak?" I slowly lowered the appeal latched to his golden haze. Without speaking, Devante walked over removing the jersey from my hand
"You said you wanted me to help you right?" he questioned analyzing his jersey as if damaged.
"I did..." I agreed "But if this is just your way of...getting more of me. I can just do this shit on my own".
"Rule #2" he stated "Own. Your. Shit..". I scrunched my face not knowing what he meant by that. Finally placing his jersey back up, he hovered over me.
"You're here because you want me to give it you like no one else can" he spoke with authority "You're here because I AM YOUR MUSE. YOUR REASONING.
I AM....YOUR KEY TO SUCCESS and you can get that shit...just tell Daddy how much you want it".
"Why are you even doing this?" I inquired "Forreal. You getting something out of it?".
"Maybe the idea of having a Baby Swing wouldn't be an overall bad thing" he shrugged.
"Cocky much?" I said
"Confident" he corrected "Look I'ma stop fucking around witchu...".
Okay now this was getting scary, I was one knee away from hitting him in his nuts and rising up on out of here.
"You wanted answers. I gave them to you" he lingered
"I could've been a fake ass nigha on some fuck shit saying Naw Diamond I ain't gotta girl, could've lead you astray just for that ass and you KNOW I can get that anywhere
But I'm standing here looking you in your eyes telling you...
I want you just as much as you want me, the difference between you and me. I own that shit and so should you". My mouth felt like cotton as my body tensed under his bold presence.
"Some people say....I'm too much to handle" he looked away walking out of the closet. My feet soon followed him out of the bathroom back into his room.
"Sometimes I can be. I can get REAL demanding" he turned to me "But once I met you I knew you could give me what I wanted".
"Which would be..."
"Submission" he answered "But better yet, my equal. I see you in me" he drew closer.
"And me ALLLL in you" he lowly growl caressing my face. My eyes closed feeling his aura radiating all over me. Whatever he was doing had me in a trance and I was more than willing with whatever,
but something was also telling me I wouldn't be able to handle it.
"I ju- I just..." I uttered "Wanna know what success feels like. I'm trying to find a high I've never reached
and I want it, with you". His fingers traced along the outline of my jaw to my lips and I swear to you not. It felt like I was floating.
"I don't think you want it bad enough Diamond" his voice soothed "You're pulling back. I can sense it...why's that?".
"Cause I'm afraid..."I admitted my truth "But it's a good scare. I've never been challenged like this before".
"Well...that just makes it even more fun.." he nestled in my ear.
"Devante?..." I breathed out.
"Yeah..." his finger trailed down between my chest.
"I'm curious about something....something I've always wanted to know" my eyes peered open instantly drawn to his.
"What would that be?" he dropped his hand causing me to feel wobbly.
"Are you a lover...or someone who just likes to fuck?".
This was something I've been dying to know about Swing. His song were a mixture of love making and straight hardcore giving it to you raw fucking. His side smirk was a thing of beauty and I knew
He was gonna give me one of those See For Yourself answers.
"Depends" he simply replied. See!
"You feeling like a good girl or bad girl right now?" He raised a brow
SHHIITTTT NOT HIM USING THE THAT TERM AGAIN.
DAMN COULD THIS MAN NOT BE ANYMORE PERFECT FOR ME?
"I was already a bad girl in the studio" I raised one of mine "You owe me". De, whose head was already to the side, stared at me longingly like he had hoped I'd say that.
"You were a VERY bad girl and that pleased me" he oozed "But you did throw our bet out the window. I must say....I was caught off guard".
"Okay I did" I admitted "I couldn't get you outta my head since that night and I went for what I wanted". Devante remained composed and it was killing my soul whenever he did that.
"Damnit Devante I'm trying to be real with you here" I huffed "You stressing me out".
"You're doing that all on your own. You have so much to learn baby" he smirked
"Well teach me" I demeaned "You said I came to you because you're my reasoning. How do you do what you do?". His gaze was a teasing one but I would wait as long as it took to get answers.
He decided to cooperate.
"You remember back in the studio about words being powerful?" He reiterated. My eyes roamed around but I remembered.
"Yeah"
"Because they are. Diamond" he stood tall "I'ma make you Believe things. See things. Show you some shit you ain't never experienced". I looked at him crazy as hell and that was one thing you didn't wanna do with Swing.
Look at him like he couldn't do something. CAUSE HE COULD.
Devante chuckled looking away. With a gentle push of his hand, the back of my knees bent causing me to fall back onto the bed.
Before I could process what had just happened, he crawled on top of me as mine lowered. His eyes roaming my body before they met up with mine again.
She was already tap dancing.
"You know what I found out about us Diamond?" he sat back slowly removing each arm out of his blackened shirt displaying the many inks throughout the years
"We get off on sound. I love hearing you and you get soaked just hearing me". Twisting it in his hand, he placed the shirt over my eyes careful not to cover my ears.
He then rested my arms over my head holding them taunt like he done on the wall. Everything was pitch black that I had to depend on my ears, which surprisingly heightened.
I listened. My ears now my eyes, him undoing his belt was the first sound as he then roped them around my wrists.
Lord just what in the serial killer hell was he gonna do to me?!
"Trust goes a long way with me Diamond" he mentioned "Do you trust me?". The coolness in his voice reassured me he would do no harm. I didn't feel the need to be frighten nor telling him to stop.
So I proceeded. "Yes. I trust you".
"I wanna try something with you....". I felt his body coming close to mine. Him smelling of Calvin Klein was turning me the fuck OOONNn.
"I told you before...words hold power" he stated "I'ma make you cum just off the SOUND of my voice".
COULD HE DO THAT?! WAS I REALLY ABOUT TO CUM WITHOUT ANY SEXUAL CONTACT. IMPOSSIBLE.
"De I don't think that's gonna wo-". His tongue slid up my neck
"WEERRRRKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!". Oh shit I was leaking already.
"Shuuusshhh" he lowered whispered.
His low whistle of a command tingled my senses right off the bat. I tighten my thighs as my breathing increased.
He hissed. "We can do Dissss...."
I was about to leap from this bed. No way was he about to do this to me. Forcing my body back down, His pelvis laid against mine blessing me with another.
"I can make you feel really sexy....real goood". Oh SHAT OH SHAATTT! I was in deep SHAAATTT! I bit my lip trying to figure out how to count to three
He kissed my ear and I could hear the wet and tenderness of them.
Seeing was one thing but hearing took it to a whole notha level.
His breathing alone caused my insides to tremble. I tried tuning him out but because he had the shirt covering my eyes I couldn't shut my mind off.
"Alll the chronic in the world couldn't even mess withchuuu". Geezzz not that one. Not that fucking one.
"You the ULTIMATE HIIIGGHHH.....". My legs kicked. Please don't say that last line plleeaseee
"Here what I'm saying baaabeeeee". Oh now I was gone. The first moan released from mouth.
"I wanna be with you..." his register whispered out to me.
Foreevvaaaa....". My coochie twitched as I shrugged from underneath him. Now I could hear the fellas in my head singing Come bringing me to the edge of my own.
Outta all the damn interludes, why this one. Wheeewww I was going down like Mary said.
"Girl I watchu to Staaayyyy...[Let's make it stay for awhilllee]". I could hear everything. The chords, the synths, the whistling of the beach.
This was the adrenaline I was looking for,
Devante had me vividly picturing us on the beach with the wind breezing through our clothes while he was courting all these words to me.
FAWKKK the pulsation quickened and before I knew, I unraveled.
"Ohhhh fuUckk. Devaanntee" I cried out as my body went into a frenzy.
He did it! He actually made me cum without sexual contact.
THIS PRODUCER DANGEROUS....
"Oh shi-!" I breathed in and out from my sorcery of an orgasm. Soon as my body calmed down, he released my arms as I removed that black cloth from my eyes.
I was drenched down below and he sat there with that knowing look on his face.
"Devante wha...what the hell was that?!" I asked trying to find my breath as I slowly came down from my high.
A wicked grin rose onto his face. He got off of me walking backwards nipping his lip.
"I just showed you" he said entering the bathroom. I heard the running of bath water as my eyes closed again trying to revisit what had just went down.
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The soapy studs surrounded me and De as we relaxed in his Jacuzzi tub. I swirled and twirled the bubbles feeling his chest go up and down as he watched me make circles.
It was hitting close to six. We both were tired and it was gonna kick us in the ass soon as we got to the studio.
The water cascaded down De's hand as he caressed the side of my cheek.
His touch was everything to me.
THIS IS JUST A FLING! ITS JUST A FLING!
"How you feeling?" he asked.
"Good" I replied sounding unsure "This is nice...laying here, being under you. For once not fighting". I felt his chest jump from his chuckles.
"Yeah me too" he kissed the side of my head. "So watchu wanna get into this weekend?". I looked over my shoulder.
"What do you mean?" I asked "Don't you have to work?"
"That I could..." he shrugged "But I was thinking. Why don't you just spend the weekend here. Just you and me working on our music".
"So. So this wasn't a one time thing?" I said in disbelief "Because I for sure thought it was".
"Doesn't have to be" he laid back resting his eyes.
"Devante..."
"Whaddup?" He answered with his eyes still closed.
"I'm letting you know. I'm not taking what you and I did seriously" I informed "I'm still aware you have a girl".
"Then why bring her up?" He asked. Damn he had a valid point there
"I'm just saying...I know what it is. I need to stay focused" I continued "My group is reallly counting on me".
"I'm aware...." he shortly replied "Can I tell you something?"
"Yeah sure" I looked to him
"I'm drawn to you Diamond. I've always admired your ambition as a writer and a leader" he admitted "And as long as you're willing, I'd like to be with you after all this shit over and done with...".
I was speechless beyond compare, of course I wanted to be with him for the long haul but not like this, not while he had somebody back at...wherever she was.
"I really want to Devante but..."
"Aye" he lift his head "This ain't a choice you gotta make right now but I want you to know
....If you want me. You have me aight?".
"Oh really" the corners of my mouth turned "Just like that...".
"Just. Like. That...." he winked resting his head back again. I too laid back on his chest relaxing for a minute more.
"So...how. What was that you just did in the bedroom?" I asked now intrigued to hear he got that trick from.
"To keep it brief..." he sighed "I'm into certain shit...experimenting with things that entice me. I knew I was always different growing up.
I didn't want people judging that side of me nor all up in my business".
"What side?" I asked. He rose up again and his pupils dilated.
"Diamond...I'ma Freak" that thick lip flung out on the F "A BIG ONE. There's things I'm into but for the sake your innocence I keep it to a minimum".
"But you wanna bring out my inner freak? I reminded.
"Sexual expression and Music go hand in hand" he spoke out "As I just proved to you.
My interludes are designed to take you there. I like getting high and that was cool but I wanted my music to have that same key ingredient".
"Like your interlude in Forever My Lady". Devante simply nodded.
"And for this album I'ma do sooo much more". Wow this man was blowing my mind right now.
"I thought you were just fucking with me" I paused "I really thought...you were this Arrogant. Self-Absorbed. Big Shot of a producer who likes to fuck women countlessly".
"Shit I am..." he huffed. I gave him a blank stare then scoffed. He turned my face to his.
"I am WHO I am..." he looked me up and down "But that don't mean a nigha ain't trying to take you to the top or...on top".
I quickly turned my head avoiding his gaze.
"I love that shy shit you got going" he snickered "That just means I get keep that closet freak in you to myself". I pivoted my body to him.
"Okay on a scale of 1-10. Just how freaky are you?" I raised a brow.
Devante's gaze held me for a moment. Sitting up a little looking, he looked over at the lit candle that was flaming from the edge of the tub.
He loved scents and oils like me. He gravitated towards anything tropical or something relating to the beach.
Slowly picking up the tin candle, placing the chain into his mouth with the other so it wouldn't get ruined, he poured a stream of wax onto his chest. My eyes watched as the melted liquid took to his chest like water.
He didn't winced. It didn't startled him in the slightest.
In fact, it didn't the complete opposite. His low groans trigged me as the wax continued to trail. Something in me had awakened.
"Can...can I feel?" I stuttered.
Devante stopped what he was doing looking into my eyes to see if I was forreal. I placed my wrist out just so he knew that I was dead serious.
Tilting the candle, he started with a dap then two...then three.
The wax was hot but only for a milli second.
The feeling I was getting from it was...simulating causing me to get euphoric.
I was so fascinated with how the wax clung to my wrist, I didn't catch Devante starin, taking me in like he's never done with any woman.
When I met his gaze, something just...clicked. What Devante was, I believed I was as well.
I snatched away placing the wax underneath the water awkwardly looking away.
"Yeah. That's not quite for me" I tried playing it off "I think I'm ready to get out now. I need a few hours of sleep before I get an earful from the girls".
"Aight no problem" he simply spoke. After washing up, we both sat up as De went over to retrieve our towels.
As he let out the water, I went back into the room. Shit!
It had dawned on me, I didn't come here with anything but the clothes on my back. Damn I'm feeling more and more like a slut by the minute.
"Thought you may need something to sleep in" his voice made me leap. My heart raced immensely, he stood there with the EXACT jersey I took out.
He hemmed up the bottom awaiting me to hold my arms up.
Letting the towel fall, He dressed me. I really appreciated the kind gesture.
It landed a little before my knees, thankfully I was well over 5'5 so it didn't look like a tent on me.
"Thank you..." I looked down at the Jersey and back up.
He smirked pecking me on the lips "I'll wake you up in a few hours. Sleep Well...my little superstar". Geeeshh I would've begged for him to sleep with me but I left him alone.
Besides...my ass needed sometime to regroup.
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Devante opened the door for me, as I came in rushing. He snickered watching me getting frantic. He didn't wake me early enough to give the girls a call before hitting the studio. He said I was so worn out he just let me rest a little longer.
"Um thanks for the ride and...inspiration" I barely said feeling my shy nature coming back.
"You still haven't given me an answer about this weekend?" He raised a brow with his hands in his pockets. How was it that he looked like a breath of fresh air and I looked like the definition of morning breath.
I mean he was kind enough to lend me some essentials but I didn't look like my myself. His jersey along with sweats screamed YOU SLEPT WITH HIM. How was I gonna convince the girls I kept my word?
"Devante I don't know yet" I sighed still rubbing the sleepiness from my eyes "I'll let you know once the session is over. Fair enough?'
"More than" he grinned "Go on before your group sends out a SWAT team". I went over to kiss him but realized we were in public. I stepped away.
"Okay bye" I said racing down the hall.
I could already hear the girls in the room chattering but the sound of me twisting the handle silenced that. I knew they were furious with me and all I could do was walk past them with my head down placing my things on the couch.
"Um..sorry I was late you guys" I removed a strand from my face "I was chopping it up with De for so long, he offered to let me sleep at his place and bring me to the studio".
Nothing.
Not a word nor a peep was coming from either girl. Then there was Demi
"Diamond WHAT THE HELL MAN!" She jumped "Do you know how worried you had us?!"
"I know I know I'm sorry" I cooed.
I was never a confrontational person...I didn't like to be yelled nor scorned at, hence why Krys and Tati didn't lash out but Demi didn't give two fucks about my feelings.
I could've easily broke if I were ever screamed at. The only time I was a boss, was when it came to my music.
But this wasn't about music.
This was about me being irresponsible and sure enough Demi was gonna let me have it.
"Damn Diamond. Even the guys came over worried" she added "I mean seriously were you that far up Swing's ass you couldn't call?".
"It wasn't like that!" I spoke "I told you what happened. Yo- you act like I do shit like this all the time!"
"No you don't but I also know out of everyone you're the most cautious" she responded. There was that word again CAUTION. AWARE. PREPARED. AVOID MISTAKES AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE. What I felt with Swing last night didn't feel like any of that.
I was already irritable and lacking sleep. I didn't wanna hear this shit right now.
"Demi I SAID I WAS SORRY" I repeated "This is what happens when you're up all times of the night trying to get shit done. It wasn't that big of a deal".
"But it was sis" chimed Krystal "We even called the studio to check on you and no one answered. You had us thinking something happened".
"Nothing was gonna happen Krys" I frowned "Devante was there. He wouldn't let shit happen to me".
"Oh so Swing got you now?" Interrupted Demi "Now you're FULLY on board with his ignorant ass?"
"Devante's nowhere near ignorant and I wish you stop speaking down on him" I continued finding my voice "I am here because of Swing. We all are here because of him".
"Noooo we're here because we worked our asses off" countered Demi "Day and Night. Night and Day...Swing was NEVER a part of that til last night.
Bet he got you in bed like he said huh?"
"Demi!" Jumped Tati "You serious!"
"The hell is wrong with you!!" spoke Krys "Whether she got with Devantè or not, you have NO RIGHT to judge her".
"It's alright Tati" I glared at Demi "No Swing didn't get me into bed. I just laid my head there but if I did sleep with him that's MY BUSINESS like Krystal said.
Let's jus do this shit, we wasting time". I got myself situated before sitting at the sound table with Krystal.
I already knew what she was thinking
"I'm fine Krys" I looked at her "I'm focused". Krystal gave me a sympathetic smile as she returned to what she was doing.
I kept my head and nose down for the remainder of the session not bothering to say anything else.
It was bad enough I lost the bet, but I couldn't lose to Jodeci.
I had to take my girls to the top but all I could think about is what Devante said.
Did he really think I could go the distance? Did I have what it took to be on HIS level? I mean I was already famous but could I actually make a name for myself?
He knew my dirty little secret and could've sabotaged me the moment he found out. The guys could've outed us making us the Whores of R&B but they didn't. I knew my big bro was looking out but he could be wrong.
He just had to be....
I just had to confront him once more. I seen in his eyes the connection we had but at the same time was it all smoke and mirrors?
Tati and Demi decided to spend their break with the fellas in the studio. I guess they are got over that WHOLE awkward stage. I wish I could waltz around Devante like he didn't just have me last night but I couldn't.
This wasn't something I did on the daily, feelings were involved even if they were one-sided.
"I slept with Devante". Krystal never twisted in her chair so fast.
"Uhhhh whoa okay um..." she coughed "Congratulations. When this take place?".
"Last night in the studio" I admitted. Her jaw dropped to the floor and that made me laugh.
"Details detaiiills" she squealed.
"I can't explain it Krystal. It was like an instant connection there but...".
Krystal scooted closer seeing the seriousness in my eyes. I couldn't tell her this strange feeling I was harvesting from all the things Swing had threw on me.
Not until I figure out what the hell it was myself.
"He's different. Not like normal guys" I look to her.
"Okaayyy Alice is he a werewolf or some?" She asked with concern. It made me giggle but I knew she was being serious.
"I can't go into too much detail but...I like it" I admitted "I like how I feel whenever I'm around him". Her lips pierced trying to read me. She knew something was off but she was never the type to pry it out of you.
"He took me back to his place and asked if I wanted to stay with him this weekend to work on our music".
"You sure you wanna do that Sis?" eyed Krystal "That's getting too close to the competition. What is his motive".
"He's just helping me" I sighed "He even called me Baby Swing. Do you know what an honor that is?".
"Eh sounds more like a JR but..." she shrugged.
"Look you guys had your fun with your guys. Let me have fun with mine" I said.
"That's the thing Diamond. They're not OURS" she corrected "We rented them and you need to eventually do the same".
"Fuck you're right" I sighed "But it won't be like that...I mean not this time. I just wanna learn from the master, get a few lessons in and then I'm out".
Before Krystal could say anything the girls came back with the fellas with them.
"Sug" stated K "You get your ass over here THIS INSTANT". Although I wanted to laugh I pretended to pout as I made my way over to K. He grabbed my waist giving me three pops to my ass causing me to squeal.
"The next time you wanna leave with that big ear muthafucka you bets fucking call" he looked me up and down "The next time you pull some shit like that. I'm putting you on punishment".
"I'm sorry K" I playfully pout but hugged him. "Forreal I apologize to you all. Won't happen again". Jojo was unbothered about it but Dalvin gave me a look and I knew he was feeling the same as Demi.
"De wants to see you in the studio real quick". He raised a brow. I knew he was tight so I didn't stay to talk about it.
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STUDIO A I thought to myself never being able to look at it the same EVER AGAIN. Here I was thinking I could just fuck him and be done with it but he didn't want to be done with me.
He said he wanted to see more of me after the competition. I'd be lying if I didn't want the same.
As I took a breath, I turned the knob and walked in.
There he was back in his element fumbling around with the levels, adjusting knobs and smoothing out vocals just how I pictured.
I didn't just fall for Swing because of his looks, I fell because he made me fall in love with music.
He was changing the game yet he remained humbled and reserved about it.
"You wanted to see me?" I made my presence known.
"eyeeaahh" he dragged still focusing on the four part harmony.
I took a seat not bothering him while he was putting the finishing touches on whatever project he was working on. Another thing about Swing, he would play a track forward, reverse it, and play it back again and again...annndddd again. That's just how dedicated he was
He rubbed his face once he knew where the problem lied. I wanted to ask if he was okay but was too scared to do so. He leaned back in his chair twisting to me.
"Come here".
I don't know what it was about that command but I never got up so fast heading over his way.
As soon as I was close enough, he maneuvered me between his legs and sat me on his lap. I looked to the door as panic took over again.
"De we can't be-"
"Watchu you so scared for?" He chuckled "You slept at my house. You wearing my clothes, they know the business".
"Not all the business". A brow shot up watching his lip lift a little.
"De I didn't tell them we slept together. I have to keep some dignity" I huffed. He sat back placing his finger over his lips silently nodding.
"Shit my bad. Just didn't take you for someone who gave a fuck" he shrugged "You scared of them?"
"No I'm not scared of them De. They're my sisters" I answered "Since I revealed my feelings for you they already think I'm fucking up".
"What does THAT have to do with we got going on?" he spoke looking more serious.
"I didn't know there was a WE" I said "Besides I don't think I'm ready to fully commit knowing that you're taken".
Devante chuckled shaking his head.
"I ain't stressing baby. You being how you are".
"And just EXACTLY how am I Devantè?" I glared at him.
"Someone is always worried about others. Never doing what you want to do" he paused "You can't move the way you want without the clique ganging up on you". That right there did it. I thought about Demi yelling at me made a tear fall.
Devante wiped it.
"See. I know Demi was the one who got you feeling like this" he frowned.
"How you know that?" I wiped the rest of my tear away.
"Because she came in here cussing me out" he chuckled.
"Ah Demi" I huffed rolling my eyes.
"I'm not pressed Di" he continued "I can take it. I told her it was my bad and I was the reason you didn't call. I had you so I didn't think much about it".
"She thinks you're incapable of caring for me" I spoke "She doesn't trust you". Devante had a look of disappointment on his face.
"She doesn't know how far I go for someone I...like" he peered up "If she doesn't trust me that's cool but I need you to". I didn't know what to say.
Last night, I gave my complete trust to him and I turned out fine, but about afterwards?
"Why does my trust matter to you so much?" I asked. Devante took my hand rubbing his thumb over it.
"Because it's a big deal for me Diamond" he continued "This industry is filled with leeches. Muthafuckas who will do whatever they can to destroy your artistry.
I would never do that to you, I want you to rise. I want you to win".
"You really mean that De?" I cooed
"I never been a nigha to lie" he stated taking my hand in his "Our Word is Bond remember?"
I placed my hand behind his head leaning more into his face.
"So.....about this weekend"