《What is Love? [Dave East FanFic]》20.
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"Make sure you're eyes are closed Amir," Naala spoke into his ear, her hands tightly wrapped around his bicep, making sure he didn't fall.
Everyone else had left to get to the club before Dave in order to surprise him. He believed him and Naala were going to dinner alone to celebrate his birthday together.
"They shut baby," Dave chuckled letting himself be led by Naala's small frame.
Naala pushed the door open and led him into the club, the sound of music alerted Dave, suddenly the blindfold was ripped off and everyone screamed,
"Surprise!" Dave looked around and was truly shocked. The blacked out club was full of black and blue balloons, there was a huge banner reading, 'Happy Birthday Dave!'
Dave looked back at Naala who stood there with her camera out and smirking,
"I love you man," Dave smirked feeling a bit shy from the attention he was receiving. Naala pointed to the balcony and there everyone stood, holding their glasses up.
"Come on birthday boy," Naala said, pulling him towards the section.
The DJ lowered the music,
"This is a special shout-out, all the way from New York, Dave East is here celebrating his birthday so we got to show out," The DJ shouted before playing one of Dave's tracks.
Dave shook his head and leaned down to Naala who was standing beside him grinning,
"You didn't have to do all this Love," He spoke licking his lips,
"Of course I did, you deserve it Papa," Naala spoke truthfully, this was only one part of the surprise.
"Come on, let's go up there," She pointed to their section where the group were waiting.
Dave grabbed her hand and manoeuvred through the club, making sure Naala was okay.
"Happy G Day bro," Ace said dapping Dave up as soon as he got into the section,
"Preciate it man," Dave spoke,
Everyone said happy birthday and gave him hugs to go with it.
"What are you drinking Papa?" Naala asked pointing to the array of bottles on the table.
"Shit, a bit of that 1942," Dave said wrapping his arms around her waist and snuggling into her neck. Naala melted under his touch and turned to face him,
"I gotchu," She spoke before pecking his lips and turning back towards the table, grabbing the 1942 bottle.
"Lala you outdid yourself sis," Taina spoke from Von's lap.
"She really did," Dave said putting his arm around her neck.
Naala smiled widely, she was glad that he was happy with the surprise. Dave wasn't one to celebrate his birthday but she wanted this one to be special.
Everyone was enjoying themselves, the music was good, the drinks were pouring and the vibes were just right.
"My throat crazyyyyyy," The girls sang along to JT's verse on Throat Baby. Naala kept eye contact with Dave as she sang, the alcohol was already in her system. Dave could tell she was drunk because her eyes were low and red.
The girls continued singing, twerking every once in a while until Ace told Mia to sit her ass down. After that the girls decided to take a break from dancing and sit down for a bit.
'Masterpiece' by Dababy flooded the surround system in the club. Von bopped his head to the beat, drink in his hand and his eyes on Chanel and Chris. Naala had invited Chris before they left the beach and he happily accepted the invite.
Chanel was actually into Chris, she liked how he showed her attention and on the other hand he was fine.
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Chanel and Chris were doing there own thing in the corner, she was sitting in his lap and whispering in his ear. Dave looked over,
"You think I should go over there," He asked Naala, gesturing to his sister and her new friend, his words slightly slurred due to his alcohol intake.
"Let her live Amir, if he gets ahead of himself then I will go over there myself," Naala said looking over at them.
Ace came over to them with Mia on his arm,
"I'm gon' take her home y'all, she was falling asleep,"
Mia pouted, "Happy Birthday Dave, I'm sorry," She spoke, the tiredness in her eyes.
Dave stood up to hug Mia and dapped up Ace,
"Thank y'all for coming out man, means a lot," He said.
"Ace take care of my best friend," Naala said pulling both of them into a hug.
"Oh you know I will," Ace winked before manoeuvring out of the section.
Cry Baby by Megan Thee Stallion began to play and Taina, Azure and Naala went crazy. They both got up and started twerking like mad. Von sat back and watched Taina, his dick twitching as her bum went up and down.
Dave on the other hand was preoccupied, a bottle girl had walked into the section and was offering him a drink. Naala turned back and frowned,
"He's good," She spoke walking up to the girl that was a little too close. Dave wasn't paying her no mind but from where Naala was he looked pretty comfortable.
"I was just asking the birthday boy here if he would like a shot," the girl laughed, not knowing who Naala was,
"He's not funny bitch, why you keke-ing in his face," Naala spoke bluntly, the girl was laughing her head off as he told the best joke.
"Love chill," Dave laughed standing up,
"You shut up talking to me," Naala pointed to him and walked back over to Taina and Azure, plopping down beside them.
"You good LaLa?" Taina questioned over the loud music, Von had gone down to the bar.
"I hate him, I swear," Naala said in her drunken state,
"Shut your horny ass up," Azure chuckled, knowing that her sister was dick deprived.
Naala huffed and crossed her arms over her breasts,
"He's been holding out," She pouted looking over at him. The bottle girl had walked off ages ago and he was seated staring at Naala.
"He's about to come over here," Taina sniggered looking at Dave,
"Chanel's enjoying herself," Naala pointed out, both Azure and Taina looked over at Chanel who was bopping her head to the music waiting for Chris to come back from the bathroom.
Suddenly there was a loud bang and a lot of commotion on the bottom floor, the girls shot up to see Von and Chris going blow for blow. Punches were being thrown from every angle, they were knocking over glasses and bottles and a huge crowd had formed around them.
"Oh my God," Taina said racing down the steps to get to her boyfriend,
"Amir do something!" Naala screamed watching Taina being pushed about in the crowd.
"Stay right here Naala, I'm not joking," Dave said sternly before taking off towards the scene. Naala nodded and watched helplessly, confused as to what would make these two want to fight.
"Why the hell would they be fighting," Azure spoke watching the scene unfold.
Naala shrugged and watched them, "I should have never invited him," She said thinking about Chris.
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Dave went down the stairs to try and break it up, Chanel was right behind him putting herself in the crowd.
"She's not yours my nigga," Chris taunted Von, blood dripping from his busted lip,
"Come back over here I swear I will shoot yo' ass," Von shouted as he was being held back by a security guard.
The security successfully broke up the fight and pulled them out of the club. Naala and Azure came down the stairs towards Taina and Chanel who looked like they were engaging in a heated conversation.
"This is because of you!" Taina screamed at Chanel who was standing there unbothered, she had finally got what she wanted - Von's attention.
"Shut the fuck up bitch," Chanel waves Taina off,
"Little girl I will slap your head off your fucking shoulders," Taina muttered walking closer to Chanel.
Naala got in between them, "Whoa, Chanel chill," As she saw Chanel walking up aswell.
"Chanel you're going too far," Azure spoke, trying to lead her away.
"Maybe if you were fucking him properly, he wouldn't be fucking with me," Chanel spat vengefully.
That's all Taina needed to hear to reach over Naala and punch Chanel in her mouth. Naala moved out the way instinctively and the two girls started going at it.
Punch for punch, Chanel was keeping up until Taina caught her off guard causing her to fall. Taina straddled her and punched her continuously,
"Taina come on stop," Naala shouted, trying to pull her up. Chanel was Dave's sister and she couldn't stand by and watch her best friend beat her up.
Another security guard pushed Naala away and dragged the girls up, leading them towards the exit. Dave who was outside trying to calm the situation, Chris had already left. Dave looked up and saw his sister being dragged out of the club.
"Yo, what the fuck, get off my sister," Dave said, grabbing Chanel away from the security guard. Her hair was all over the place and her dress was ripped.
Naala, Taina and Azure followed closely behind, Taina looked practically untouched. Her hair had been removed from its ponytail. Taina didn't waste any time, she ran back up to Chanel,
"Run that shit back bitch," Taina said in fighting stance. Von looked over and saw Chanel and Taina getting ready to go at it again.
"I fucked your nigga, what are you gonna do," Chanel chuckled with her hands on her hips,
"Ay, Chanel you are not 'bout to talk to her like that," Von said walking up to both of them.
"I'm gonna slap the fuck outta you too, you've been fucking this whore?" Taina shouted looking at Von, tears now running down her face.
"Yo chill on that," Dave said stepping up, Naala stopped him, "Amir," Naala said to him directly, not wanting him to get involved.
"Yeah he has been fucking me, your pussy is trash baby," Chanel taunted sticking her tongue out.
Taina laughed and reached for her again, "Oooo I'm gonna kill this bitch,"
"Chanel come the fuck on," Dave said dragging her towards their sprinter, the driver had been waiting.
Taina turned to Von, "I trusted you! And this is what you do?" She cried, she knew what Chanel was saying was true - Von's silence was everything she needed to know.
"Come on T," Naala said softly to her friend, holding her hand.
"I hate you DeVonte, I mean it, I wouldn't spit on you if you were on fucking fire," Taina expressed wiping the tears from her face.
"You're disgusting," Azure spat before turning towards the car.
Naala led Taina over to the other car, helping her get in. Taina sniffed and looked out of the window,
"Why does this always happen to me Naala?" She cried looking at her friend.
"It's not your fault T, don't do that," Naala said, holding onto her hand,
Azure got into the front seat, "T stop crying," she pouted, seeing her in tears was breaking her.
"But I let him in all the time! I thought this time would be better, he promised me — I'm so fucking stupid!" Taina cried, pulling at her hair.
"Taina listen to me. I am not going to sit here and listen to you beat yourself up about that bastard. He didn't deserve you then and he doesn't deserve you now. We are gonna get through this NaNa I promise you," Naala said. Taina had always been there for her through all her heartbreak and it was only right she returned the favour now.
"I-I" Taina sobbed, leaning on Naala's shoulder. Naala shook her head and wrapped her arms around her Taina. Her phone buzzed in her lap,
💙: we need to talk when you get back.
: you're sister is dead wrong.
💙: don't worry I set her straight
💙: i love you mama
: mmm I bet you do
Naala locked her phone, upset at how the night unfolded. They pulled up to the house after about 20 minutes, Taina was softly sniffling.
"Come on babe," Naala said helping her out of the car and into the house. Dave sat on the couch with a drink in his hand looking like he was in deep thought. As soon as he saw them come through the door he shot up,
"You good, T," he asked, "I'm sorry about Chanel —" Taina cut him off by walking away towards her room,
"She's really upset," Naala said watching Taina leave,
"I'm gonna stay with her tonight," Azure said before following Taina.
"Thanks Zuri," Naala half smiled, "Goodnight, I love you,"
"Night Zuri," Dave spoke giving her a side hug.
"Goodnight y'all,"
Dave pulled Naala closer to him, "I'm sorry mama, I did enjoy myself before everything so thank you, a nigga has never been this surprised before,"
"I told you that you deserve it Amir, I mean it" Naala smiled pecking his lips.
"I hope Taina is gonna be okay," Naala frowned looking up at Dave,
"She's got you," Dave said holding her small face in his hand, "That's all she's gonna need," He assured her.
"You're right, I am one hell of a friend," Naala giggled, wrapping her arms around his torso. "Come on let's go to bed birthday boy," Naala winked before turning around and leading him to their bedroom,
"Shit," Dave muttered as she pulled up her dress slightly. "You got to be quiet though Love," he whispered loud enough for her to hear.
The night before they attempted to have sex, her moans were loud enough for Ace to text Dave and tell them to shut up.
"I'll try," She said before pushing open their door and slamming it shut, locking it immediately afterwards. Luckily Sinai was sleeping with Mama Sonia so they had the whole bed to themselves.
"Lay down," Naala commanded, straddling him afterwards.
She lifted up his shirt over his arms and threw it to the side and began planting kisses on his bare chest. She kept eye contact the entire time, when she reached his torso she slowly began to unbuckle his belt.
As soon as she got his trousers down, his erect dick sprang from his boxers. Naala planted a small kiss on the tip, then began to work her magic.
All that could be heard in the room was his light groans and the sound of his dick moving in and out of her mouth. Naala's moans vibrated against his dick, making him throw his head back and his large hands found their way into her hair, slightly tugging it.
Naala took him out of her mouth and ran her tongue up and down his dick still looking him in the eye. The sight of her hooded brown eyes was enough to make him buss. Naala swallowed every last piece of cum,
"You're dangerous," Dave said to her, wiping her lip.
"I'm all yours tonight Papa," She spoke flirtatiously, hiking up her dress and slowly lowering herself onto his penis. She hissed at the feeling of him filling her up.
Dave grunted at her tightness and began thrusting upwards,
"Wait -" Naala moaned putting her hand on his chest,
"You're too deep," She whined, tears gathering at the corner of her eyes.
Dave flipped them over and continued stroking her,
"Open your eyes Love," Dave grunted staring down at her. He took his time with her, delicately moving in and out, their hands intertwined. He was making love to his Queen.
"Faster," Naala panted out, euphoria taking over her entire body. Dave listened to her request and began to speed up, the sounds of their bodies slapping together sounding throughout the whole room.
Naala's moans increased, letting Dave know she was close,
"Hold that shit ma," he said, flipping them over so she was now on her hands and knees,
"I can't," Naala cried out a little too loud,
"You can," Dave grunted in her ear, the feeling of his breathe on her ear, sending her into overdrive.
"You gon' have my baby Love?" Dave questioned her, still pumping her,
Naala moaned out, "Yesss, — I will" she panted helplessly,
"All 5 of them," he teased knowing she wouldn't hold out of much longer. Naala nodded weakly, "I gotta hear you say it mama,"
"Oh my God, yesss daddy —" She moaned, tears running down her face.
Dave laughed as he watched her perfect arch get weaker,
"Cum for me mama," Dave spoke, his words like a switch causing Naala to finally burst, creaming all over his dick. He followed shortly after, cumming inside her.
Her body shook ferociously as she lay on the bed, his dick was still in her.
"I hate you," She panted looking at him, "I'm not having any more babies Amir,"
"Tell me that in 9 months," Dave said smirking.
Naala gasped and hit his chest, "You didn't pull out," She whined, she didn't have any Plan B with her.
Dave ignored her and kissed her,
"Round 2?" He asked lowly, "It's my birthday remember?" He said before Naala could protest.
"Mmmm carry me to the bathroom," Naala said looking at him. Dave didn't waste anytime picking her up and throwing her over his shoulder causing Naala to giggle.
Their night had just begun.
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