《N E W B O D Y (gxg)》➪ 𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚢.
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Braelynn Koren Moore
|| Brae || Bleu ||
|| 19 || Lesbian ||
This dumb ass punishment I gave to Loni has been hella hard.
Since since Sage was with Aria for the week and also doing virtual learning.
She told the school she tested positive for covid. Lying ass.
Anyways Loni have been testing me.
She's been walking around the house naked, teasing me, rubbing her ass against my body in the shower, and her punk ass still calling me Bleu.
ITS BEEN THREE DAYS! And I'm trying my hardest not to fuck the shit outta her.
But even though she doing all of this ... she's sleeping in Sage bed.
I was able to pick her up and bring her to my room but when she woke up she had an whole as attitude.
"Princess?"
"Hmm?" She looked up from her phone.
"You hungry" I asked.
"Yes!" She shook her head as her eyes lit up.
"Bet come on." I went the kitchen and grabbed my keys walking to the front door.
She comes running to the door with no clothes on.
"Unt unt Xaloni put some damn clothes on." I shook my head point upstairs.
"What's wrong with the clothes I got on." She looked in the mirror next to the door.
"What clothes ion see any." I turned her around. "And yo ass ou- princess go fucking change I'm not playing."
"Bleu it's just tank top and some shorts plus it's hot outside." She said crossing her arms.
"Fuck no, go upstairs and change Xaloni." I yelled and her eye got glossy.
"I FUCKING HATE YOU. wont fucking let me do anything. fuck ass." She said stomping up the stairs sniffing.
"Fuck" I whispered to myself.
I walked upstairs to Say
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room seeing that she's packing her bags.
"Princess?" I said knocking on the door. Also coming in.
"Move" She pushed me while I was trying to take the bag. "I'm going back home."
"I don't want you to go. Plus, Bentley don't want you leaving this house while he out of town."
She started crying more. So I picked her up walking towards my room.
I laid her down on the bed placing her under the covers.
Then I got in and laid with her, while she cried in my shoulder.
"I fucking hate it here." She said calming down.
'She's probably finna go to sleep.'
She's always cranky when she's sleepy ... so imma just think that.
"It's okay I got you princess." I rubbed her back. As she cuddled into me.
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Xaloni Denae Carter
|| Loni || Nae || Lolo ||
|| 17 || lesbian ||
I took a deep breath realize that I woke up next to Braelynn I mean Bleu ...
She was still sleep so I decided to just go pack the rest of my things and go home. Cause I really can't be here anymore.
I ordered for my Uber. Before packing the rest.
'Shit she gone be mad.'
'Well let her be mad I don't give a flying Fuck'
I walked downstairs since my Uber was five minutes away. I put my stuff by the door then walked to the pantry grabbing som- well most of her snacks.
I don't care she put me through emotional and sexual stress.
I got a notification saying that my Uber was here. So, I picked my stuff up and left out the house getting inside the car.
"Good morning" the girl said looking back.
"Good morning." I said pulling out one airpod.
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"Soooo ... this the address right here, love?" She point at the phone then looked back me licking her lips.
'Gahdamn'
"Umm yea." I said sitting back.
"Good cause my shit been messing up like a motherfucka." she said and we both laughed.
"My name Kyla, but people call me Ky." she looked back once she stopped at the red light.
"Xaloni but you can call me Loni" I smiled.
The rest of the car ride was chill we was just talking and listening to music.
"And here is your stop, love." She parked in my drive way.
"Thank you, Ky." I said getting out walking towards my door.
"Wait." She yelled and I turned back.
"Hmm?"
"Can I get you IG, number or some." She smile.
'Okay I see you white teeth.'
"Yea here" I pulled out my phone going to Instagram then handed it to her.
'New follower on the road to 800k'
"Here i just followed you." She said handing it back.
"Bet I followed you back." I smile adjusting my purse on my shoulder.
"Okay well I'll text you later?" She said unsure.
But I nodded and went in the house going straight to my room.
"Nae is that you" my aunt yelled from the other room.
"Yea, hollon"
I got up walking to her room. And she watching Greys Anatomy like always.
"I though you was gonna be staying with Braelynn." She said.
"Nah I really wanted to come home." I said yawning "but I'm finna take a nap. Love you."
I came back in my room hear hella dings coming from my phone.
I sigh while picking it up seeing that it was Brael- Bleu.
Bear🧸💕!
-Now where the hell
you go.
-Princess I literally
told you not to go
it's not safe. 🤦🏾♀️
-Breakin' my heart
girl, pretty brown
eyes. all inside. 💔
-Bro text tf back.
-XALONI.!
-Bro wtf.
-Next time text
me back. I miss
you.
-Come back.
-No ii need to be here
every time ii see you
ii get turned on but
you and this damn
punishment.
-You wanna fuck bae😏.
-No shit now you just
acting dumb. 🙄
-Are you gone slut me
out or what🤧.
-Fine🙄 I'm coming to
get you.
-Ok lemme tell my
side change of plans.
-Stop playing that
bitch gone be dead.😮💨🔫
-Bye😭im getting ready
now.
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𝚟𝚘𝚝𝚎 && 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙼𝙴𝙽𝚃❤️🩹
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