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April 17th, 2021
Icon Studio's
two weeks later
2:51 pm
@therealchanel
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Chanel did her best not to look nervous as the camera flashed before her. Subtly changing her poses every few seconds, she had Winnie behind the scenes directing her as well. Randomly, Winnie had called her a few days ago and asked her to shoot for a swimsuit company she worked with. Chanel, with no modeling experience, was very hesitant but agreed to do it. She had been going through a lot in the past few weeks concerning her father, Tah'Jae, and finally completing her EP. She thought the shoot might give her something fresh to do to free her mind from everything else.
"Keep it there, girl, that's perfect," Winnie coached. "Now look up a little—good."
The photographer took the pictures, and they continued the shoot for another hour before wrapping up the set.
"You guys want to look at a few of the stills?"
"Yes, please," Chanel spoke while putting her very long hair in a ponytail. He flipped through his camera, showing them the best frames he captured. "Wow, these are—"
"Bomb as fuck, you're literally a natural," Winnie complimented.
"Thank you," Chanel smiled. "Can you send me these? I won't post them until after the magazine releases. Promise."
She gave him her number, and he placed it into his phone, letting her know she'd get them in a few hours. Once the crew left, Winnie and Chanel took a seat in the dressing room and chatted while Chanel got changed.
"So you've really never modeled before? You have the height and everything," Winnie asked.
Chanel slipped on her sweatpants. "No, I mean, I think when I was younger, I wanted to do it, but I never gave it too much thought—plus singing has always been my number one," she explained. "But thanks for inviting me to do this; it was a little nerve-wracking at first, but I enjoyed it."
"Of course, I'll hit you up every once in a while to see if you want to do a shoot," she said. "But I also wanna check in with you because we haven't hung out in a while."
Chanel, now finally dressed, sat down across from her on the couch in the room. "I know, so much shit has been going on; I'm honestly exhausted."
"Well, I'm all ears..."
"Okay, obviously, you know about the scandal concerning my little sister since Shaderoom can't keep my name out of the mouth," she started. "She went out and did such a normal teenager thing to do but got unlucky and was illegally recorded. So now, me and Klay are working with lawyers and police, trying to do everything we can to make sure this video doesn't see the light of day."
"That is so awful," Winnie shook her head.
Chanel sighed. "Right..."
"Is she okay?"
"She's fine for right now; she's been really emotional recently, but I can only imagine what to expect if we can't contain it," Chanel expressed. "But if that doesn't make matters worse, I also have some deep family shit going on that is just too much to even get into, but it's been one of the main things stressing me out."
Winnie leaned over and gave her a hug. "This will all pass soon; God always gives us rough patches before our blessing."
"I know and believe that," Chanel agreed. "I just feel a little overwhelmed because my EP is finally done, and I don't even feel like the timing is right to release it now. It's disappointing cause I was so excited to drop it."
"In my opinion, I think you should wait a few more weeks because you don't want to put it out when you're not in a good space and can't enjoy your success, you know?"
"Yeah, hopefully we can get this shit with my sister sorted out, and I'll release it then," Chanel stated. "But let me get out of here because I was supposed to meet Klay for lunch at 3:30, and I'm late."
Winnie stood up. "Oh shit, girl, I'll give you a ride; come on. Where at?"
"Uh, I forgot; let me call him real quick." As they got in the car, Chanel called Klay's number, and he answered on the first ring.
"Hey, I was just finna call you," he spoke.
"Hey, I know I'm sorry; it almost slipped my mind. What place is it?"
"The Xua's Bodega on Smith Street," he said. "I needa get you?"
"No, Winnie's bringing me; I should be 10-15 minutes."
"Aight, I'll be waiting out front. Y'all drive safe."
"Okay, love you."
"Love you too."
15 minutes later, Winnie dropped Chanel off, and Klay was out front like he said he would be. She walked up to him, and he wrapped his arms around her as soon as he noticed her. "Finally," he hugged her tightly.
"Oh boy," she rolled her eyes before looking up at him. "You look cute. Haircut?"
"Thank you, I just came from the shop," he responded as they approached the entrance of the Vietnamese restaurant. "Let's go in, they are holding our table."
The pair walked into the cozy Vietnamese restaurant, greeted warmly and guided to their seats by the hostesses. Chanel slid in the booth first and Klay did after on the same side.
"How's your day been?" Chanel initiated the conversation.
"Nothing much. Went to practice, did some media stuff for the team, met up with the lawyers," Klay shared, providing a glimpse into his busy day.
"Oh really, what did they say?" Chanel asked, interested in the legal updates.
"So good news is that they tracked down the location of the person who sent those videos to Lil Bit's boyfriend. Now, they're working with the city police on what to do moving forward. So things are going well so far; you can relax your shoulders a bit."
The waiter approached, delivering water and taking their drink orders, adding to the pleasant atmosphere of the restaurant.
"That's good, and thanks again for being so involved with helping sort this shit out. You really didn't have to," Chanel expressed.
"You need to stop thanking me; you know I got y'all," he reassured her. "Heard anything from your dad recently?"
"No, thankfully. But now that there's a story about the sex tape, I won't be surprised if he shows his face again," Chanel admitted, sharing her concerns.
"Do you think maybe it's time to tell Remika and Tah'Jae about him?" Klay suggested, addressing the potential need for family transparency.
"Maybe," she mumbled, contemplating the idea. "But I really can't bring myself to do it. I'm not ready yet."
"Okay, well, whenever you do, if you need me there, I'm there," Klay offered his unwavering support.
Chanel leaned over and pecked his lips. He turned his head slightly and fully elongated the kiss taking in her bottom lip. She slipped her tongue into his mouth gently and he took a hold of her chin. They slowly kissed for a few seconds before pulling away when the waiter came back to their table.
"Ready to order?" He questioned.
"Yes we are. What do you want, baby?" Klay promted her to order first.
Chanel quickly sat up, scanning the menu. "Um, I'll take the stir-fried lemongrass chicken."
The waiter began to scribble on his notepad, "Alright, would you like the glass noodles or fried rice?"
"Noodles, and then can I also have an order of the papaya salad." She stated "Then that's it for me thank you."
"Got it, and sir?"
"Yeah, I'll just take some fried rice, and then I'll do a side order of the honey garlic salmon," Klay spoke. "Oh, and can we get some spring rolls to share."
"Meat or vegetable?"
"Vegetable."
He nodded, "Okay, I'll have that out to you guys in the next twenty to twenty-five minutes."
As they awaited their meal, Chanel shifted the conversation to a more lighthearted topic.
"The championship game is next week," she nudged Klay's arm. "Are you excited?"
"Shit, I'm more nervous than excited," Klay admitted truthfully. "But honestly, a fourth ring would mean the world to me."
"And you'll get it," she assured him.
"You gonna fly out to the game?" Klay went ahead and asked since they had been so busy recently and hadn't talked about it yet.
"Of course. We all are. Tah, Rem, Five, Ken & Lo," she listed names. "Everyone will be there"
"That's love; I appreciate you, baby,"
Their food arrived, and they finally started to eat. That's when Klay remembered the reason Chanel was with Winnie—they were taking pictures.
"I just remembered you came from doing a shoot with Winnie? How did that go?" Klay mixed up his bowl of rice before eating.
"It was fun!" She responded and got more comfortable in the booth seating; laying her legs over his lap slightly. "Let me see if he sent me the photos yet."
Chanel opened her phone, checking her messages to see if the photographer had sent the images, and indeed, he did.
308-564-9137
Pics from today! Good work by the way.
Klay took hold of the phone, scrolling through each picture with a deliberate slow pace. Chanel observed him closely, uncertain whether he found the photos to his liking, given his same old stern expression.
"So?" she spoke, wanting to hear his thoughts. She wanted to be sure Winnie wasn't just being nice and the photos were up to a models standard.
"You said a nigga took these?" He rose an eyebrow.
Chanel smacked her lips, "Yeah but It's just a swimsuit babe"
"I know and you look sexy as fuck in it, damn" He looked over the pictures longer "I think they all came out well, you're a natural. This going anywhere?"
"It's for a magazine's summer release so in a few months, yes it'll be in the pages somewhere" she explained "It's honestly crazy Winnie was even able to pull this off for me."
"Hm."
"Hm, what?" She stared at him.
"Nothing, I'm just wondering if you still got the swimsuit?" he asked, his mind already wandering. "I might wanna see something later tonight." he hinted.
Chanel hit him on his shoulder lightly, "Something is wrong with you"
He snickered before leaning over and whispering in her ear "Put that shit on for me tonight, baby," he smirked, "so I can take it off of you."
"I can't stand you, hush," she waved him off, a hint of a smile playing on her lips.
"So that's a no?"
"Why are you so damn horny lately? My Va Jay Jay needs a vacation from you," Chanel blushed.
"Have you looked in a mirror lately?" he looked her up and down appreciatively. "I'll be up in that shit every day if you let me"
"You knowwww you're not beating the trynna trap me allegations"
"I'm not, I swear"
"You promise?"
"Yes. I wouldn't do no shit like that on purpose, especially while you trynna start your career." He said honestly "I just like having sex with you to be blunt, but we can take all the precautions you want."
Swallowing her food Chanel then said, "So you're not mad that I want to start using condoms again?"
"Hell nah, whatever you say goes when it comes to all of that," he replied "Even though—you be the one wanting me to nut in you."
"That's a lie." she shook her head, and he gave her a knowing look.
"Is it? Mmm, I want it in me baby," he mocked her, "That's not you?"
Chanel's mouth widened "See now you just did too much, don't even think about bringing your thing anywhere near me anytime soon"
"Oh so I'm in timeout now?" He licked over his lips watching her try to look serious.
"Yup" She popped her lips before sipping from her lemonade "You heard me."
"Aight, we'll see how long you last." He continued to eat
"How long I'll lassssst?? Boy you tripping" she laughed.
Klay laid his fork down and leaned in toward her.
"What?" She eyed him suspiciously.
He said nothing but kissed her lips, causing her to lose her train of thought. She leaned into the kiss as he took the lead, asserting his dominance. In the middle of the restaurant, their lips collided sloppily. His hand started on the back of her neck and slowly slid to her throat, applying gentle pressure as their tongues fought for dominance.
Chanel pulled away once a moan almost slipped from her, she looked him in the eyes. "We are in public."
He kissed her again. "So?" he said against her lips. His free hand ventured under the table, touching her thigh. She let out a small gasp as he moved closer to her core, squeezing her inner leg.
She swatted his hand away when they heard someone clear their throat. They both turned and it was their waiter that stood beside their table.Klay released her neck and leaned back in his chair. The waiter stood there, glancing back and forth between them.
Chanel breathed out looking completely flustered.
"I was just checking if you guys wanted a refill or..." the waiter started.
Klay tried not to laugh. "Nah, we're good, thanks."
As the waiter walked off, Chanel palmed her face, while Klay just sat there with a stupid grin. "Like I said, we'll see how long you last."
••
"You taking that shit good baby, Mm" Klay grunted as he thrusted in and out of Chanel in the backseat of his SUV. Like he predicted Chanel didn't last long holding out on him, not even thirty minutes later they were parked behind her townhouse doing every single thing in the book.
Her mouth opened agape at the feeling of every inch of him massaging her walls and hitting her spot at the same time."Shit Klayyy" Chanel screamed out, not caring if anyone heard her outside.
Chanel could admit that the sudden increase in their sex life did help relieve a lot of the stress she was harboring. Klay tucked in his bottom lip before pressing down on her stomach.
"I know baby I got you," he groaned before lifting her legs up, placing them on his shoulder and slamming back into her.
"Ouuu! Ouuu!! Oh fuck" Chanel shrieked feeling her release come on fast, Klay continued his deep strokes as her juices covered him.
"I love you so fucking much" he growled into her ear before slamming his lips into hers, not wanting to let go. "You love me?"
"Mmhm" She nodded.
"How much?" he asked, his thrust getting sloppier and harder.
"So bad" she whimpered starting to move her hips against him meeting his thrust equally.
"This shit so wet" He groaned to himself pulling out briefly and tapping his head against her clit.
Chanel sat up some frowning, "Put it back in baby."
Klay smirked at her before teasingly circling her opening with his head. "That's what you want?" he asked, slowly sliding it back in a little bit, watching as her face contort in pleasure.
Chanel didn't respond and just stared at him, biting her lip hard. She was so close—again.
Klay knew exactly what she needed and continued to fuck her, this time not holding back and pounding her like his life depended on it. Chanel's walls began to contract and squeeze his dick signaling she was cumming again and again. Her whole body started shaking and her breathing was getting heavy.
Chanel's entire body was trembling at this point, but she wasn't done, not yet. She got up fully and bent over his lap grabbing his base in her hands and lowering her head.
"Shit" Klay threw his head back and ran his hand through her hair, loving the way her mouth felt wrapped around him.
Chanel started to hum while she bobbed her head up and down, using her tongue to circle the head of his dick every time she came up.
Klay closed his eyes when Chanel started to suck his dick with no hands; her saliva covering every inch of his member.
"Ah" he grunted tightening his grip on her hair. "Suck that shit baby" he moaned, using his free hand to rub circles in her wetness.
"Mm" she hummed against him as two of his fingers slipped into her tightness, he worked his fingers articulately distracting her slightly from what she was doing.
She came up for air squeezing his knee as he continued to finger her "W-wait"
Klay took it as an opening and slowly moved out from underneath her before getting down on the floor. Spreading her legs out he slipped his middle and ring finger inside her again.
"Fuck"
Chanel started unbeknownst to her putting on a show for Klay, rocking her hips against his fingers her lower lip trapped under her teeth. "Uhhh" she arched her back, grabbing his hand and helping him pump his fingers into her quicker.
Her hips lifted slightly, letting him know she was almost there, not being able to do anything else but moan Klay then thrusted faster, eventually bending his head down and flicking her bud with his tongue.
"Aah" Chanel ran her fingers through his hair, wanting him closer. Once she came again Klay pulled her up and onto his lap.
Chanel kissed him deeply and lustfully, their tongues moving in unison, taking a break only when needed. While he massaged her ass, he leaned her back, planting soft kisses and bite marks on her neck, back up to her ear where he took her lobe in his mouth, tugging it between his teeth lightly and humming.
"You know I love when you ride me right?" He said in her ear softly.
She bit her lip, "I know" She positioned herself over him and sunk down, taking him in inch by inch before rolling her hips and finding a slow steady pace that satisfied them both.
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they get down...they don't play 😭😭
Idk I feel like yall be wanting more sex scenes so HERE.
I didn't really like this chapter but it's a filler so hey.
I'll re edit later, so sorry for errors.
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