"Are you sure you're going to come back to get me tomorrow?" Kyzion held his bag, a frown on his face as he looked at Nalani through her window.

"Yesssss Kyzion, I promise." She laughed, and he held his pinky out, making her smile as she linked hers with his.

"Okay don't forget. I love you." He leaned over to kiss her lips, and she allowed it to linger for a few seconds, before pulling back.

"I love you too baby. Call me." She kissed his cheek, and he nodded, turning to walk towards his house. When he opened the front door, he half way turned to wave at her, and she waved back, making him smile.

He walked inside the house, then locked the door behind him, smelling food being cooked in the kitchen, so he headed that way.

"Guys guess what? I had sex!" Kyzion plopped down on the stool near the bar area, and both Amanda and Jon's head turned to face him.

"My boy!" Jon held his hand out, and Kyzion clasped their palms together in a handshake while Amanda gasped, finally realizing what he had said.

"Kyzion that is your business-not ours. Lord jesus." She face palmed herself, keeping her egg and flour mixture coated fingers off of her skin.

"No, it's yours too. Remember when I was 19 and I said I would never do it? I did it, twice!" He leaned back in his seat, very obviously proud of himself.

"Did what?" Elisa walked in the kitchen after hearing how loud they all were, reaching to grab a piece of fried chicken from the plate, and then hissed once Amanda popped her hand.

"Kazi jumped in some pussy two t-, shit baby." Jon laughed, holding his chest after Amanda slapped it with a towel at his vulgarity.

"No way. You're lying." She squinted her eyes at Kyzion while sitting beside him.

"No I'm not. I'm not a virgin anymore. We should celebrate." He clapped, and Amanda laughed at how excited he was.

"Wait, with who? Not a stranger, was it? You didn't click that little ad on pornhub that says old milfs ready to fuck, did you?" Elisa asked, laughing once she dodged her mom's hand that reached to pop her in her mouth.

"Nope. I did it with my girlfriend. And, guess what she did? Well-never mind. Maybe that's TMI." He rose his eyebrows to make a yikes expression, and Jon laughed.

"Oh my god we are not about to have this conversation." Amanda shook her head at all three of them while pulling chicken wings out of the hot grease.

"Wait a minute...is my best friend your girlfriend?" Elisa's eyes furrowed in confusion, just now putting the pieces together.

"No. My girlfriend is your best friend." Kyzion shrugged, though both phrases meant the same thing. Not to him though.

"You gotta get her some flowers as a taking-virginity gift." Jon told him, and he thought about it for a few seconds, before responding.

"Ama I need to go to the store." He declared, and she laughed, sprinkling more seasoning in her flour.

Kyzion reached in his pocket after his phone buzzed, opening him and Nalani's text thread. She was the only person besides spam numbers that texted him on a daily basis.

After reading over her last message, his eyebrows rose in a shocking manner, and he also realized that Elisa was no longer on the side of him.

"I'm going to my room. Don't bother me, ok?" He took his bag out of the seat, and smacked his lips once Amanda and Jon waved him off, currently in an argument about the temperature on the stove.

He jogged upstairs, and once he made it to his room, he closed and locked his door behind him. Then, he put his shoes in his closet and dressed down until he was only wearing his boxers.

Too worried about anyone hearing him, he went in his closet since it was sound proof, and sat on his bench inside that faced a large body mirror.

He texted Nalani while he prepared himself, or at least tried to. He was nervous and wasn't sure why because he wasn't even in front of anyone this time.

Kyzion typed in the Twitter username that Nalani sent him after making an account, and then clicked onto the profile.

His eyes widened as soon as he did so, videos already beginning to play and he hadn't even clicked anything yet-all he had done was scroll. He was glad he had his AirPods in.

He clicked the first interesting video he saw, a brown skinned girl being fingered by what he was guessing was her boyfriend. Both of them were attractive, and the way that they kissed one another while his fingers were inside of her made Kyzion think about when he touched Nalani the same way.

Though it was very intriguing on mute, when he clicked the volume button, the moans from the girl immediately turned him off. She didn't sound bad at all, she just didn't sound like Nalani.

He huffed to himself, scrolling through more videos, but nothing was grabbing his attention. He was beginning to think it was him; and just when he was about to say fuck it, a message from Nalani popped up at the top of his screen.

Kyzion stared at his screen in boredom, unable to believe his current circumstances of waiting for a nudity video from Nalani because he wasn't comfortable with porn. Never in a million years did he think this was what he'd be doing.

Snapping him from his thoughts about five minutes later, his phone dinged again, and when he unlocked it, a video had been sent to him from Nalani; along with a message that told him she loved him.

He didn't even bother texting her back, too caught off guard by the thumbnail of her video. She had her phone set up on her nightstand, and she had a perfect arch in her back facing the camera, putting her entire lower half on display.

Kyzion hadn't even clicked the video yet and his dick was rock hard in his Calvin Klein boxers, growing steadily the longer he stared.

Finally pressing the triangle button, he watched as she deepened her arch, her right hand coming underneath her body, sliding slowly between her legs.

As her fingers glided through her already glistening slit, a low moan left her lips, but Kyzion heard it as clear as day because her AirPod was near the side of her face that was pressed against the bed.

His eyes left his screen for a few seconds to watch as he let his own spit drip down his dick, using his right hand to slowly stroke it in.

Nalani moaned again, causing him to groan out, drifting into his own fantasy about her at the same time he began leaking pre-cum.

Kyzion's hand pushed in the middle area of her back, deepening her arch even further while he stroked his dick from behind her.

"What got you this wet Nalani?" He rubbed his dick down her slit, letting her cream coat his shaft while she moaned.

"Awn fuck, you. You baby. Put it in me please." She pleaded, becoming even wetter as he continued to stimulate her clit with the tip of his dick.

Instead of doing what she wanted, he slid two of his long fingers deep inside of her, being soaked in the warmth of her walls.

"Mmm, fuckkk. Kyzion I want y-oh my god, don't stop." She whined, bringing her hips back to meet the thrust of his fingers, using one of her hands to reach below to stroke his dick.

"That's it baby. Bring that shit back for me. Get yo nut." He slickly replaced his fingers with his dick, shoving himself deep inside of her, causing her to cry out.

"I'm cumming, oh fuckkk," Kyzion moaned in her ear, his dick throbbing as his balls tightened, preparing for his release.

"Fuck!" Kyzion grunted loudly, watching himself in the mirror as he sped up the pace of his hand, spreading his legs further.

"Awn f-fuck I'm cumming." He lowly whimpered, his toes curling as he listened to Nalani moan on the video, and the sounds of her playing with her lubricant triggered his orgasm.

He moaned, his hips lightly thrusting up into his hand as he began nutting, a large amount of his nut spurting out on his mirror, and he moaned again at the sight.

His breaths became heavier, letting his dick go as he continued nutting, and used his clean hand to record the view.

"Nalani, fuckkk," He slouched further down in his seat, rubbing his nut in on his smooth tip, creating a mess because he knew that she enjoyed when he did.

He held the camera downward, showing his dick that still throbbed at attention, his creamy white substance coating his entire shaft.

After ending the video, he put the invisible ink effect on it, and then sent it to Nalani. While he waited for her response, he calmed himself down, beginning to clean up.

He had already tired himself out-and created a mess while he was at it. He couldn't wait to see Nalani tomorrow. It was like he was craving her now.

By the time he'd finished cleaning up and laid down in his bed, him and Nalani were engaged in a full on conversation. She was repeatedly praising the video and it was flustering him all over again. He was glad she liked it.

After reading her last message, he clicked FaceTime on her contact, laying back against his pillows with a tired expression on his face.

Once the call connected, he watched her wipe her face with her palm, a small pout on her lips as she stared at him through the camera.

"I'm so proud of you papa. You got me deadass crying." She sniffed, and he smiled big, hoping she couldn't tell that he was blushing.

"When you said you were crying, I didn't know you were serious." He chuckled, using his remote to turn his ceiling fan on high.

"Shut up. How do you feel?" She chuckled as well, drying her tears from her face.

"I'm sleepy. I can't hang." He shrugged, because every time he did something sexual, it made him sore and tired.

"You never can. Thank you for recording for me though. Definitely gonna put that to use." She stuck her tongue out, and he laughed, making her smile.

"Are you home by yourself?" He asked, seeing that she was laying against her pillows, her cover pulled over her body.

"Yeah. I don't get my baby until tomorrow." She rubbed her eye, low-key sleepy as well.

"You sad?" He pondered, knowing that she hated being home alone. He wished he didn't have to go to work today.

"Yeah. Let me know if your job is hiring. I need to be with you at all times." She told him, smiling as he laughed again.

"Have you ever even had a job?" He chuckled, sitting his phone up on his opposite pillow so that he didn't have to hold it.

"Um, no. But it can't be that hard." She shrugged, and he shook his head at her.

"My mama 'nem didn't want me to get a job when I was younger. They just wanted me to focus on school. When I was in my freshman year of college, Sinclair had blew up so I just dropped out." She shrugged again, and he rose an eyebrow at her.

"For his money?" He asked, and she put her hand on her chest, dramatically gasping.

"No. My parents had more money than him at the time. I never liked school. I was only in college because they wanted me to be like my sister. Sin told me if I didn't want to go, to drop out and live with him. So I did." She chuckled, shaking her head at her younger self.

"The lawyer sister or the teacher?"

"Lawyer." She answered, and he nodded his head, before asking another question.

"Is Sinclair rich?" He asked, and she shrugged once again.

"Yeah, I guess you could say that. He's worth a couple million. I don't wanna talk about him anymore though." She told him, shifting the way that she was laying.

"Does he still take care of you?" He followed up with another question, disregarding her last statement.

"I take care of myself." Her head tilted to the side, and his did as well because she knew what he meant, and she smiled at his small frown.

"Yes, he does. That bother you?" She asked, and he stared at her for a few seconds before shaking his head no.

"I don't like when we bring him up Kazi. I don't want you to compare yourself to him." Her expression change into one that he couldn't quite read.

"I don't do it on purpose, I just don't know how to be like him-for you. Because I don't have a million dollars or a long history with you. We'd never even had a full conversation before until that day I was talking about your jeans, and I've been knowing you since I was 16."

"So I don't even know where your interest in me comes from because I'm nothing like him." He lowered his tone near the end, reaching behind his head to pull on an already loose dread.

The line went silent for a few seconds, before Kyzion spoke again since she didn't respond.

"Did I make you upset?" He genuinely asked, hoping that he didn't because those weren't his intentions.

"No. I just don't know how to keep proving to you that I don't care about what you don't have. If I wanted what Sinclair has I would still be with him. Like, what do you want me to do Kyzion? What do you want to hear?" She frowned in confusion at the conversation they kept having.

"Well you were still with him three days ago, so..I don't know, you must still do want that.." He responded without thinking about what he was saying, and immediately regretted it.

"I'll talk to you later Kazi." She grabbed her phone from her nightstand, and before he could even apologize she'd ended the call.

He tried calling her back, and it went straight to voicemail as she purposely declined his call, and the same process repeated twice more before he ultimately decided to text her.

He laid there shocked at what she'd just revealed, and then he felt bad for how he kept blaming her for his own insecurities. Being in a relationship was so different for him, and some things he just couldn't quite understand.

Upsetting her or throwing her past back up in her face was never his intentions, but honestly after she'd left him for Sinclair, he didn't think that he could ever not compare himself to her previous lover.

His fingers hovered over his keyboard, trying to figure out what he should reply. It was so hard putting his emotions into words.

He clicked the icon to call her, not wanting to FaceTime because he knew that she was probably crying and he hated seeing that.

The call connected after a few seconds, and he could hear quiet sniffs as the phone shuffled around.

"The only reason I went back to him is because I literally cannot be by myself. I know that's a shitty excuse but it's the truth and I will never lie to you. Kazi I never wanted to break up with you in the first place. I told you the truth about how I was feeling, and you broke up with me. And I don't blame you for that."

"But if you can never get past that, why do you still want to be with me? I apologized and I try to assure you as much as I can. I literally don't know what else you want me to do." Her voice cracked, and he sighed, upset with himself for making her cry.

"I'm sorry baby. I won't bring it up again. Please stop cryi-,"

"No Kyzion I don't want you to apologize for how you feel. I want you to tell me what do you want me to do or say so that you don't feel like this anymore. I don't want this to be a constant conversation between us." She cut him off, and he bit the inside of his cheek, becoming nervous.

"I don't know what to say. I just don't want you to be mad at me. I didn't mean to make you cry Nalani." He mumbled, and she pinched the bridge of her nose while sighing.

"I'll talk to you tomorrow Kazi." She blew out a breath of slight frustration while wiping her face.

"Okay..I love you." He spoke quietly, feeling a headache coming on. He hated when they weren't on speaking terms. It made him sad.

"I love you too." She replied, and then he heard the ending dial tone after she'd hung up.

What y'all think? Was Nalani wrong for missing Sinclair after only being away from him for not even three weeks (after six longggg years)? Or is Kazi overreacting?