"Dream I-," Von cut himself off, his gaze finding Dream who was on her knees near the wall, looking as if she was praying. He didn't want to interrupt, so he just stood there, waiting for her to finish.

Low murmurs came from her in a language he didn't understand, before she went quiet, picking her head up from how it had been previously bowed.

"You so damn cute, girl." He chuckled, squatting to be in front of her, and she smiled as he kissed her cheek.

"What did you need?" She stood to her feet, and picked up her journal off the ground, walking over to put it back in her bag.

"Help with this homework." He held out his iPad to her, and she took it from him, climbing back in his bed. He watched as she crisscrossed her legs, and pushed her thick black frames up on her face.

Dream's natural tresses were pulled towards the back of her head, being held in place by a clip, with a few loose strands hanging down.

All she wore was a pair of Von's boxers and an oversized tee shirt, and she smelled of her vanilla based Arab perfume-and the scent smelled so good, and was so strong that it still lingered even after she'd leave the room.

"Salem, answer me." She called him by his middle name, snapping him from the trance he'd put himself in by staring at her.

"What you say?" He chuckled, loving the fact that she hadn't been able to stop saying his middle name since she learned it yesterday.

"When's the last time you did your own homework?" She repeated her question, returning her gaze back towards his iPad.

"Ion know, right now I guess. Why?"

"Because if you did it on your own, you'd know how to do your assessments. We learned this weeks ago. Why are you just now turning this in?" She pressed the 'next' button after getting yet another question correct.

Dayvon leaned his head forward, and she grabbed his face after he'd began to leave a few sweet kisses on her cheeks, making him smile.

"I'm being serious." She frowned at him, still holding his face in her manicured hands.

"You look pretty, Nana." He kissed her forehead, and her frown was replaced by a smile. She was surprised she didn't have wrinkles yet from how hard she'd been smiling.

"Thank you. Can we focus now?" She chuckled, and he did as well, laying down on the side of her while she remained upright.

Dream had been over Dayvon's house for the last three days, and they went to school together this morning. Every few minutes she caught herself by surprise at the fact that she wasn't feeling homesick yet.

They hadn't really been doing too much, and the only time they'd left the house was to go to school. Besides that, all they'd been doing was watching movies, and taking the time to learn more about one another.

His house was so calm-not that hers wasn't-but his just felt, right. Maybe it was his presence in specific that made it feel so good to her. Whatever it was, she absolutely loved it.

Over time, she'd also grown to become comfortable with how much he wanted to be up under her. He did it so much that she was starting to crave the feeling of his skin against hers. It amazed her how close they'd gotten in the last few days.

"Thank you," Von took his iPad from her after she'd completed his assessment with barely any help from him. School wasn't his thing.

"Whatever. I'm not doing anymore of your work. You need to start studying, Salem. The least you could do is try. It's not a hard class." She low-key scolded him, but her tone remained calm.

"You gon' help me?"

"No." She mushed his head away from her, and he laughed, wrapping her up in a hug anyways.

"Ion care, to be honest. Come on, it's time for a nap." He pulled the covers up, laying on top of her and letting the blankets fall over them.

"Why do you always have to lay on me like this? There's all this room in the bed," She pointed, gesturing to all the space that he could be occupying.

"You got all the room to stuff a dick in y-,"

"Salem!" She frowned at him, and he laughed, making himself comfortable on top of her.

"That's what you get for talking so much, goofy. Move, let me lay right here." He spread her legs apart, laying between them, and then he rested his head on her stomach.

"You are so disgusting. Like, who says stuff like that?" She dramatically gagged, smiling as he continued to laugh at her.

"Put yo' phone down. I just told you it's nap time." He picked his head up to look at her once his laughs died down, and she ignored him, playing Roblox on her phone.

"Nana," He called, and she hummed in response, not removing her attention from her phone screen. She was in the middle of a game.

He climbed up higher on her body, and she lifted her arms so that he wouldn't be in her way, feeling him bury his face into her neck.

At first, he was just about to kiss her neck to distract her from her game, but as he began to think about it, his dick slowly begin to rise to attention in his sweats.

He pressed his lips against her skin, starting off with small kisses that he knew wouldn't bother her since he was always kissing on her; but those small kisses gradually turned into gentle nibbles, and then he began sucking in the same spots.

"Dayvon," She shakily breathed out, using her right hand to grab the back of his neck, trying to pull him away.

"Put yo' phone down ma." He stated again, and this time, she followed his directions and dropped her phone, making him smile.

He lifted his head up to press his plump lips against hers, not wasting any time to suck her bottom lip into his mouth. Dream's eyes closed, becoming nervous as the kiss deepened.

This was only their second real kiss, and she barely even remembered the first. Surprisingly, she wasn't as nervous as she thought she would be if this opportunity came up again. Dayvon made her comfortable.

She could feel his hand leave her neck to travel down her body; grazing across her thick thighs while his tongue continued to explore her mouth.

"You got my dick hard ma," He spoke against her lips after she'd moaned in his mouth, and she opened her eyes, looking up at him.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her face into the crook of it because she knew that her cheeks was most likely red. She was always blushing around him.

"You okay? Hm?" He hugged her back, lowly chuckling at how visibly nervous she now was.

"Yes. Stop laughing at me." She mumbled, and he smiled as he sat all the way up. He flipped them over, positioning her legs on both sides of him while she held on to his body.

"What did your, um-you know what-get hard from?" She asked him, and then rolled her eyes once he laughed at her again.

"Salem it isn't funny. I'm just trying to learn, oh my god." She covered his face with her hands, trying to get him to hush because she was being serious-though eventually, she began laughing too.

It was hard for him to believe that someone could possibly be as innocent as she was-especially at this age. She didn't even sound right when she cussed, and he just found that so crazy. Like, he could've sworn that literally everyone cursed.

She'd only explained to him some of the basics of growing up Amish, and he learned that she was far more sheltered than anyone else he knew. He asked her why she hadn't looked things up for herself, but all she had said was that she had no reason to.

"Scoot up so you can feel it." He grabbed her waist, pulling her forwards so that she rested on his dick, and then she let out a genuine gasp at the feeling.

"I don't wanna do that." She quickly lifted herself up, and he chuckled, watching as she sat back besides him.

"I did that?" She asked in confusion, finally able to get a peek at what was at attention in his sweats, and he nodded his head.

"How though? Were you thinking about me or something?"

"Maybe." He brushed it off, wanting her to remain clueless, making her smack her lips. She'd just ask Ariana and Jayda about it-all of it. She wanted to know everything.

"Whatever. I don't really care that much." She pulled her glasses off, and he smiled, watching her stand up from the bed.

She began to ramble to him about something, but he didn't know what it was about because he wasn't listening. He was just watching her maneuver around his room while talking.

"Well? Can you take me or not?" She looked over at him from near his closet, and he snapped from the daze he was in.

"Take you where ma?" He asked.

"Home. Why aren't you listening to me?" She returned another question, not worried about the frown that had grew on his face so quickly.

"Home for what?"

"Salem I can't stay here forever. I need to go check on my house, my dog, and my papa. I can call a Lyft if you don't have time to take me." She told him, sitting on his closet floor to finish packing up her bag.

He didn't answer her, instead standing up from his bed to approach her. He sat behind her, and she chuckled at how skinny his legs were compared to her thicker ones.

"Let me take you on a date before I drop you off." He laid his head on her shoulder while his arms slid around her waist, being clingy as usual.

"No. Maybe later this week. I have stuff to do." She replied, and then rolled her eyes with a smile as he hugged her from behind.

Dream scooted forwards to be away from him, and then she turned her body to face at his, then laughed at the genuine mug on his face.

"Personal space papa," She leaned her head over to kiss his cheek, standing up afterwards.

"So I can't take you on no date? Just ah' hour?" He frowned up at her, watching as she grabbed her Chanel sneakers from his shoe rack.

"I don't have any 'date' clothes. You're only asking to take me out because I'm going home." Dream chuckled, zipping her duffel bag up.

That was sort of true. He just wanted her to stay here with him. There hadn't been a woman he'd met that he'd genuinely liked beyond sexual attraction in so long. Half of that was his fault, because he could admit to going after the 'IG girls' strictly for their sex appeal.

The fact that sex was literally out of the question with Dream as of right now, somehow made him even more attracted to her because he knew that he liked her solely because of her good vibes.

"You don't have to have no flashy clothes. Wear sweats, I don't give a fuck. We can go bowling and out to eat or somethin'." Dayvon suggested, and she looked over at him, her eyebrow raising in thought.

She glanced at the time on his digital clock that read 5:47pm, and she decided to just give in. She could go for a casual night of fun.

"Okay. Sure, let's go."

Dream stared ahead of her while Dayvon used her phone to post on her Instagram, obsessed with the pictures he'd taken of her in his car.

She didn't care anything about social media and usually only took pictures of herself to keep in her gallery; mostly because she didn't like when others were able to build an opinion of her through pictures.

That was one of the main reasons she hadn't became an influencer like her best friends. While most of their followers were fans of them, some people followed them strictly to throw hate at them, and Dream would never be able to deal with that.

Dayvon had just begged her to post the pictures she'd taken, before ultimately taking matters into his own hands and ended up posting them himself. She was too beautiful to not be showing herself off.

"You are such an asshole." She chuckled, hearing her phone began to go off with notifications, and she reached over to turn her phone on silent.

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"Now it make sense, that hoe set me up, that lil' dirty slut." He danced behind her, and she smiled once his arms held her waist from behind while he continued rapping his own lyrics.

"Stop before somebody recognizes you." She chuckled, grabbing his wrists.

"I don't give a fuck 'bout these people." He waved her off, both of them approaching the front counter at Main Event.

"Can I get two all activity passes and an hour of game play for two?" Dayvon told the clerk, watching as she rung him up. Dream stood on the side of him with shades on her face, and there were three security guards surrounding them.

She thought that the security was too much, but they proved to be effective because a few people had already recognized him and they hadn't even been in the building for more than five minutes.

"Thank you." She spoke to the lady who put a wristband around her wrist, and then let Von grab ahold of her hand, leading her away.

"What you wanna do first ma? We can do whatever you want." He kissed her cheek, and she smiled, leading him over to the basketball goals in the back of the arcade.

"Nana, you tryna get yo' ankles broke on the first date?" He pulled the hoodie that he wore off, and she laughed, pushing her hair over her shoulders.

The game attendee passed Dayvon a basketball, and he dribbled it between his legs, waiting for Dream to sit her purse on one of the benches.

"Hell nah," Von cursed, his eyebrows frowning in confusion as the lights in the small court went out, and their wristbands, the ball, and the hoop glowed with LED lights.

"You thought this was gonna be easy?" She took the ball from him, and he smacked his lips while pulling his sweatpants up.

"YoU tHoUgHt ThI-the fuck up." He lowered himself in front of her in a defense position, making her laugh, dribbling the ball.

"You get first ball." She chest passed it to him, surprised when he actually caught it without flinching-given that they were in the dark.

"Aight. Every shot I make, I get a kiss." He told her, smiling once she laughed again.

"Boy, this ain't Love and Basketball. Every shot you make, that's a point. That's it."

"Nah. Look, I make a shot-I get a kiss. You make a shot-I'll give you a hundred dollars for each one." He suggested, and she chuckled, rolling her eyes. What did she look like passing up free money?

"Fine. You took too long to go first though," She took the ball from him, then made a shot in the goal from where she was.

"Folks what the fuck? You cheating." He frowned, and she laughed, going down the small court to get her rebound.

It seemed like her laugh grew louder once Von was able to steal the rebound from her, a smile on his face as her smaller figure tried its hardest to play defense against him.

He allowed her to take the ball again, and she made another shot, still laughing in excitement. This was so simple, yet so much fun. She loved stuff like this; where it required little effort, but was such a big deal in her boring life.

"Salem!" She gasped, not even processing how quickly he was able to grab her rebound and make what would've been a three-pointer if this was an actual game.

"My shot, my kiss." He grabbed her neck, and she had such a big smile on her face that it made him laugh. He leaned his head down, and she puckered her lips, allowing him to get a small kiss.

"No tongue. What you thought this was?" She smirked, mushing his head away while he smacked his lips.

Dream and Dayvon played for a little while longer, the ending score being thirteen to eight, with Dream in the lead. Of course, he let her win on purpose. He just liked the smile that remained on her face for the entire game.

When they ended their basketball game, they went around and played at the arcade for a little over an hour, and made over nine hundred combined points on their 'Fun Cards'. So, they finished up their play time at the 'Winner's Choice' area to go and redeem the points for merchandise.

"This is soooo cute." Dream picked up a red stuffed bear that was miniature sized, putting it in the small cart that Von carried-containing other things she'd picked out.

"Get the black one, Nana."

"No. Are you in your emo era?" She wrapped her arm around his waist, and he laughed, rolling his eyes.

"Whatever. C'mon, you done spent 'em all. Let's see what we can get you for some cash." He told her, seeing the Fun Card balance was now at seven-tenths of a single point.

"I don't want anything else. This is fine." She chuckled, leading him towards the exit. All he had been doing was trying to buy her stuff out of the small store. It was cute.

"You wanna go eat over there?" He pointed to the dining area, and she shook her head no, looking up at him with a smile. She knew that he was just trying to get her to stay out with him longer. He didn't want her to go home yet.

"I have to go home now Salem." She spoke with amusement, watching as he rolled his eyes, not responding.

He didn't say anything else during the short walk to his sprinter van, and she wondered what she could do to make him feel better. She really did have to go home, and she'd even promised to come back with him next weekend. He was spoiled already and had only been with her a few days.

The security occupied the front seats, while Dream and Dayvon sat together in the back area, their section blocked off by a black privacy divider.

"Are you mad at me for leaving, Von?" She asked him, seeing him scrolling through her comments on his phone.

"Nah."

"Stop lying. What if I die in my sleep tonight? Your last memory will be being mad at me. That's crazy." She pulled her legs up into the seat, and he chuckled, but didn't say anything.

Dream grabbed his head, turning it to face her instead of his phone screen, and then she leaned forwards to give him a kiss.

He let his phone go to grab her neck, hindering her from pulling away so that he could deepen the kiss. Her moans were soft against his lips, and Dayvon could feel his dick hardening in his sweats.

Grabbing her right hand, he positioned it on top of his print, and felt her gasp in his mouth as he guided her to rub it for him.

"Be quiet. That's too loud." His grip on her neck roughly tightened after her moans had grown a little too loud for his liking, given that the privacy divider wasn't sound proof.

"Wassup ma? You wet?" He kept his free hand over hers that was on his dick, watching as she struggled to keep her composure.

"Salem stop talking to me like that, please." She held a small pout on her face, hiding it in the crook of his neck out of nervousness once he finally let her go.

He grabbed her waist, using his strength to lift her from her seat and position her in his lap, chuckling as her arms immediately wrapped around his neck.

"Only 'cause you said please. I like that." He slowly slid his hands to be on her ass, just to see how far she'd let him go, and left a few kisses on her collarbone to distract her from what he was doing.

"Salem," She warned while reaching back to grab his wrists, and he smirked, leaving his hands on the cuff of her ass.

He was going to turn her out.

I wanna write an urban book sooooo bad. 😭 Those don't get enough views for me though. Most of my followers follow me b/c I write fanfics. I might write one anyway and post it on my backup lol.