《central cee x reader [my love]》She's mine, now fuck off
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TW⚠️sexual assault⚠️
Before i went to Cench's place I decided to post on my instagram:
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I put my suitcase in the trunk and got in the car. When i started to get closer to his house I started to get more nervous, I don't really know why. I've never been nervous before when i went over there, but the reason for now was probably bc i was staying there for a while. But i knew one thing for sure, i was going to make him want me.
As i arrived at the house i texted Cench that i was here, he came outside and carried my suitcase for me. We got inside and sat down for a minute first. "So u wanna share a room or do u wanna stay in the guest room?" Cench asked. "I'll stay in your room with you, if you want that too." I said. He agreed and we went upthere to unpack my suitcase a lil. But I totally forgot about the lingerie sets. So as he was helping me unpack i turned to the closet for one single second, and when I turned back Cench was already holding one of my sets. "So this is what u wear under your clothes normally?" He said while smirking. "W-well uh normally i j-just wear basic stuff i just packed those because i was g-going over here." I stuttered not thinking about what i just said. Cench's smirk grew "So you're wearing stuff like this for me?" He said while his eyes started to travel over my body. I felt embarrassed and said "Can we just finish unpacking please?" Cench agreed but kept smirking when he saw my other lingerie sets and the revealing clothes i had packed.
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After we had finished packing we decided to smoke some weed and watch a movie, but while we were watching the movie i got a call. It was victor calling. Victor is my best guy-friend but we hadn't spoken in a while because we used to mess around together but it was nothing special. Eventually he got a girlfriend and that's why our contact started to slowly die. I answered the call "Wsp Vic, long time no speak. How you been?" i was actually a bit surprised to hear from him but was also happy. "I've been doing great, hbu" he said. "That's good to hear man, I've been doing great too." I said. "The reason that I'm calling is bc we haven't spoken in a while and i was thinking that maybe we can catch up." He said. "For sure. When and where?" I answered. "I'm throwing a party at my house tonight and thought maybe you could come." Victor said. I looked at Cench who was just scrolling on his phone, and took a drag of the joint we were smoking. "I think i can pass by tonight, but can i take someone?" I asked. "Yes of course, anyone." He said. "Aight, text me the time it starts and I'll be there. See ya" i said. "Aight see ya." And he hung up. I turned to Cench "We're going to a party tonight."
After i got ready for the party i got Cench to take a photo of me for my insta story:
I loved the fit and how i looked. But Cench did too. He couldn't take his eyes off of me. And i liked it. The sexual tension was finally coming back.
As we arrived at the party Cench immediately got fans running to him and asking him for pictures and shit, so i just went to find Victor. When i found him we hugged. "I'm so glad to see you b." He said. "Same." I said smiling. We talked for a bit until he pulled me in to dance. I was just moving my hips to the beat of the song i was playing until Victor pulled me closer and placed his hands on my ass. I was not comfortable "Vic, don't you have a girlfriend?" I asked. "We broke up" he said. His breath smelled like alcohol and I wanted him to let go of me so i tried to pull away. His grip on my butt cheeks tightened. "Victor, let go of me, I don't see you like that and the days of us messing around have been long gone." He did not let go of me and I started to get scared and look around in panic until i saw Cench walking up to us. "You must be Victor." Cench said as Victor let go of me. "Yoooo, y/n didn't tell me she was taking the one and only Central Cee to my party." Victor said but Cench was not having it, i could see the fury in his eyes. "Why tf afe you touching y/n like that?" He asked with anger in his voice. "Don't worry bruv, she was liking it." Victor said. Cench wasn't buying that bulshit. "She obviously wasn't. You can't be touching her like that, she's mine. Now fuck off." Cench said, and Victor did is he said. I could see how furious Cench was. "Can we please go home?" I said in a soft voice. Cench didn't think twice and grabbed my hand and took me to his car. The whole way back home we both didn't say anything.
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As soon as we arrived home I straight up walked to the shower without saying anything.
I felt gross. I tried to wash Victor's hands off of me but i knew I couldn't. After i showered I changed into pj's and went downstairs to Cench. The moment i entered the living room his head shot up. "Are you okay?" He asked worried. I ignored his question. "Can we just smoke some weed please?" And he agreed. While we were smoking it was awkwardly quiet, but after a while i began to speak. "Back at the party, when you were talking to Victor, you said something like 'she's mine'. What was that about?" I asked hoping that he'd confess his feelings. "That was nothing, forget about that. I just said that so he'd leave u alone." Cench said. And I don't know why but my heart stung by his words. It kinda hurt hearing that. "I'ma go to bed, get some good sleep. Maybe we can go to the beach tomorrow." I said. Cench looked a lil confused bc it was only 11 pm. "Of course we can go to the beach. U want me to come to bed too?" He asked. "It's okay." I answered. "You don't have to go to bed early bc of me, Cench. See you tomorrow, goodnight." I said. I don't know if he said anything back bc I walked away quickly.
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