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Mariah felt like she was locked away in Fezco's room for hours, waiting impatiently and worryingly for him to return from taking care of the dead body in the living room.

She tried to resist against being locked in his room, ignoring all that Fezco said about not wanting her more involved in the whole literal murder that took place right before her eyes.

Well technically, it was two murders if you're counting Wayne a few minutes before Mouse, but she didn't watch Wayne die, she just heard it and saw him after. So it technically didn't count.

He was still dead though–as he should be. Along with Mouse...

Mariah honestly thought she was dreaming for a good few minutes as she listened to Fezco and Ashtray arguing with Custer in the living room, Fezco gritting his teeth as he told Ashtray to remove the gun he pointed at Custer's head to shut him up because it wasn't helping, which led to Ashtray getting mad, which led to Custer crying even louder because he was scared for his life, which led to both Fezco and Ashtray telling him to shut the fuck up.

The house wasn't completely silent until Mariah listened to the three carry Mouse out of the house after murmuring an agreement, then listened to them put Mouse in Custer's car from where she laid flat on her back in Fezco's bed, staring up at the ceiling and trying to take the events of the night in.

Fezco killed Wayne. Ashtray killed Mouse.

And for some reason, it didn't faze her. Maybe it was because she resented both Wayne and Mouse, but she did not give a single fuck that they were dead, it didn't faze her that she knew exactly what happened to them.

It didn't faze her that she knew who did what to them, and it didn't faze her that she was there.

Is that normal? Not to feel anything when you watch someone die?

Probably not. But they deserved that shit.

Bitch that's literally psycho
It's the truth though...

Wayne and Mouse deserved it. It was self defense, after all. Only it was self defense for another person...if that made sense.

Fezco killed Wayne after he put a gun to Mariah's head and threatened to kill her, and Ashtray killed Mouse after he cocked his gun and implied that he was gonna kill Fezco.

Mariah's eyes watered thinking that it could have been Fezco who died tonight–she knew she could have died too, but that didn't matter–it could have been Fezco.

But it wasn't, and she couldn't be any happier.

It could have been him, but it wasn't him, and she didn't have to worry about that, about her nightmare ever again. Mouse is gone.

And Fezco's walking through the front door behind Ashtray after taking care of business, immediately locking all the locks on the door.

"Yo, go to sleep kid," Fezco mumbled, rubbing his hand on his head as he watched Ashtray flop in his gaming chair.

Ashtray didn't say anything to Fezco, just stared at him for a second before he actually obeyed, sitting up and kicking his shoes off before he got into his bed.

"Night," Fezco whispered. "We'll talk in the morning, aight?"

Ashtray just nodded, closing his eyes as Fezco rubbed his buzzed head, which was his way of kissing his forehead good night. Ashtray swore he was too grown for good night kisses from his brother.

Mariah sat up in bed upon hearing the front door open and close, remembering what Fezco said about wanting her asleep by the time he was back.

Oops. She grew excited as she heard his footsteps make their way through the kitchen before they walked down the hall. She took a deep breath and started to fix her hair with his footsteps just outside the bedroom door, listening as he walked into his grandma's room to make sure everything was good before he finally put his hand on the doorknob to his room.

Fezco licked his lips as he entered his room, glancing at Mariah in his bed. "Thought I told you to be asleep?"

"I couldn't," Mariah half lied.

"You even try?" Fezco quizzed with a small smile.

Mariah fought her own smile before shaking her head in response, keeping her eyes on Fezco as he pulled his black hoodie over his head and dropped it on the carpeted floor of his bedroom.

"Is everything okay?" Mariah wondered as he proceeded to empty his pockets out onto his dresser.

"Yeah, ion want you worrying about that–ion want you worrying about nothin, s'all good and s'all taken care of, aight?" Fezco's eyes flickered up to meet hers as he kicked his shoes off, reaching for his glock from his waistband.

Mariah nodded in response, blushing as he grabbed his gun, a lil flustered expression that Fezco mirrored. His guns were like an inside joke between them, their shared gun kink.

"Lookin real good tonight, ma," Fezco mumbled, placing his glock on the dresser as he shamelessly checked her out. He really did love that lil blue number on her. He loved everything on her.

Mariah smiled at his words, whispering a little thank you as he stepped closer to her and took her heels off for her since she hadn't bothered to change or anything.

Her heart melted as he carefully took her heels off her feet and set them besides his shoes, leaning his head down to kiss his way up her left leg, biting softly into her skin when he reached her thighs.

Every kiss gave her tingles, and every little lovebite giving her butterflies and dampened her panties more, her breathing starting to grow heavy as his hand slowly slid up her lil skirt.

Fezco noticed, glancing up at her from where he sucked lil marks into her skin, smirking at her reaction before he removed his head from between her thighs to connect their lips in a kiss instead, getting butterflies himself as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders to pull him closer.

He felt like they hadn't kissed in forever, and knowing what was to come within a few minutes with their wandering hands now had him growing hard.

"Lemme eat," He mumbled in between kisses, making her giggle into his lips. She gave him a few more kisses before letting him go, the butterflies in her stomach fluttering as he fiddled with the tied fabric string that held her skirt together.

Fezco's eyes flickered up to meet Mariah's asking for permission, which she gave him, before he undid the tie and pulled her skirt off.

"Hella missed you," Fezco mumbled, wasting no time in moving her thong to the side before getting straight to work.

"I missed you too," Mariah giggled shyly, which was replaced with a low gasp when she felt Fezco's tongue slide up her slit, placing her hand on the back of his head almost immediately.

Fezco swore to Mariah that she was the first girl he's ever given head to, but Mariah refused to believe his claims because he was like a literal fucking god. She found herself coming within five minutes the first time Fezco ate her out. There was no way.

He was unbelievably talented with his tongue for someone who claimed to have never ate pussy in his life before Mariah.

It was true though. And he had his girl squirming under his tongue within a minute, trying to hold back her moans as he flicked his tongue on her clit, his beard rubbing up against her making everything a million times better.

"Fez," She breathlessly whined, unable to form any following words as Fezco fucked her literally dumb with his mouth, feeling her orgasm building up.

"Hmm?" He hummed in response, the vibration only adding to the pleasure he was giving his girl. He removed his fingers from her pussy to grab her thighs when she couldn't keep them open around his head, keeping them apart himself and squeezing them in his hands.

"Fezco," Mariah moaned, sounding straight out of a porno, which only turned Fezco on even more. His dick only grew harder hearing her moan his name, sure he could probably cum in his pants just listening to her moans become uncontrollable as he took her clit between his lips and sucked.

That pushed Mariah over the edge, gripping his galaxy bedsheets in her hand as her orgasm overcame her, tears spilling from her eyes in pure pleasure as he licked her clean before he fixed her panties on her and lifted his head from between her legs to look up at her, wiping his wet beard with his hand as he got off his knees to move up so he was towering over her.

"Everything good?" He quizzed as he raised an eyebrow and smirked a little, his tone teasing as he leaned all close, so close that his lips ghosted hers and she could feel the dampness of his beard.

"So good," Mariah rasped out, her lips forming into a smile as her chest rose and fell while she caught her breath.

"Yeah?" Fezco squinted his eyes at her as he began to trail kisses up her neck.

"Yeah," Mariah repeated with a little laugh, placing her hand on the back of his head as he continued his assault with his lips on her neck and chest.

Mariah giggled feeling a little something hard pressed against her thigh, reaching down to place her hand in between where Fezco subconsciously rubbed his dick against her.

He let out an involuntary moan feeling her palm his dick through his jeans, pulling away from where he kissed her to undo his belt.

Mariah grew more excited than she already had been, sitting up in his bed and on her knees to move his hands away and undo his belt herself, which she knew he loved.

She peeked up at him through her eyelashes, blushing at the way he watched in pure awe as she got through his belt and then moved onto unbuttoning his jeans.

Fezco took the lead after she unbuttoned his jeans, pushing them down his legs before Mariah grabbed him by his collar and pulled him back down to her to bring him into a kiss.

He tapped her thigh as they kissed, having her scoot up the bed so he could sit, pulling her onto his lap the second he was sat against the headboard, making her pull away for a second to hop onto his lap so she wa straddling him.

The look on his face as he watched her make herself comfortable on top of him gave her butterflies, he stared at her in so much awe, with so much love.

Mariah gave him a dopey smile before leaning back in to kiss him, moaning into their kiss as she grinded her hips down into his and rubbing against him through her thong and his boxers. Despite the two barriers, she could feel him, and it felt fucking amazing, and she needed more.

It was almost like they shared the same thoughts and feelings as Fezco placed his hands on her waist, rocking her body gently against his so the head of his clothed dick could rub up against her clit.

"Fuck, shorty," He pulled away from their kiss to mumble, making them both giggle.

Mariah tugged on his shirt, giving Fezco the hint that she wanted it off before he complied and pulled his shirt off over his head, dropping it on the bed and laughing at the feeling of his girl placing her hands on his chest before she ran them down his torso.

Her heart warmed as her eyes fell upon her lips still tattooed on his chest. She didn't expect for it to not be there anymore, but she was happy that it was.

Fezco glanced up at her, suddenly feeling his shy as she checked him out, bashfully smiling up at the literal goddess on top of him.

"You're literally so beautiful," Mariah giggled before leaning in to kiss him.

She really did think he was beautiful. All of him. His pretty blue eyes and his strong nose and his pretty ass smile and his facial hair. His long eyelashes and the freckles scattered along his face, which trailed down to places nobody else could see.

She loved his broad shoulders and his arms and his big hands and what he could do with them, she loved the ring he sported on his pinky. She loved the way his back muscles flexed when he did literally anything. She loved his chest and the way he always pulled her to rest her head on it, and she loved her lips tattooed right over his heart.

She loved the little patches of hair on his chest and she loved the little patch of hair just below his belly button, where she always licked a stripe besides just to tease him before she gave him head.

She loved everything below the waist too of course, including his lil friend. Well, not so little, but you get it.

She could feel the heat rising to his cheeks at her compliment, making her smile into their kiss before pulling away as he ran his hands up her sides, stopping just under her titties before he took them in his hands.

Mariah giggled as she reached behind her to undo the string of her bra from the set she wore to work, allowing the bra to fall into Fezco's hands. His lips parted as he stared at her titties, as if it were the first time he'd ever seen them, before he licked his lips and set her bra aside. He grabbed her boobs again, scattering kisses all over her skin as his thumbs played with her nipples and the piercings that went through them.

Mariah quietly moaned in his ear, making him take one of her nipples in his mouth, his tongue playing with the piercing, which had his girl slightly arching her back. She ground her hips down into him harder, 100% sure she was about to drip through her fucking panties.

"You so fuckin beautiful," Fezco corrected her previous words, pulling back to glance up at his girl before he looked down at his lap and moved her panties to the side, smirking when he felt her more wet than before.

A moan slipped passed her lips when he slipped away only to give her other nipple the same treatment. Mariah's nails glided over Fezco's buzzed head, feeling him sigh contentedly against her skin. He loved when she did that.

Mariah continued to grind down on him, clenching down on nothing as she grew needier and needier.

"Fez," She whispered, almost whimpered as he wrapped one of his arms around her waist to pull her closer.

He hummed against her in question, making her smile.

I need this man to fuck the shit out of me now

"I-I need–" Mariah cut herself off with a moan when he moved his hips up to meet hers, feeling his dick rubbing her in all the right places, losing her train of thought. She couldn't focus until Fezco pulled away and looked up at her.

"You need what?" He asked, raising his eyebrows as he cupped her face in his hand. "I'll do whatever you want baby, just tell me."

"I need you to fuck me, please," She pleaded, slightly out of breath, making Fezco smile.

"Good girl," He gave her a quick kiss before he grabbed her hand and placed it on his lower belly, just above the waistband of his boxers. "Go ahead, ma. Take what you need."

Mariah giggled as she slid her hand down just an inch before she pulled his boxers down just enough to free his dick.

She pressed her lips together at the way it slapped against his stomach upon being freed, his tip red and leaking with pre cum, just waiting to be touched. Mariah's eyes flickered up to meet his as she took him in her hand, the thickness of his dick making it impossible to fully wrap her hand around him.

Fezco let out a shaky breath as she moved her hand up and down his dick, gathering the precum that leaked from his tip to help her stroke him more smoothly.

"Fuck," Fezco rasped out, squeezing his eyes shut when Mariah brushed his tip between her folds.

He placed on hand on one of her ass cheeks and the other on her hand as it stroked his dick, forcing her to slow down or he'd bust asap. He glanced up at her on his lap as he lined his dick up with her entrance, eyebrows raising as a way to ask if she was ready.

Mariah smiled in response, scooting up a little as he gripped his dick to keep it steady for her. She struggled to sink down onto him, she always did, but they hadn't sex in weeks, so she wasn't used to it.

Fezco removed his hand once the tip was in placing his hands on her hips and kneading the skin lightly, bringing her comfort as she took him inch by inch.

The both of them letting out a breathy sigh of contentment once he was fully inside her, meeting eyes and bursting out into little fits of laughter as they both took a minute to adjust, leaning in to press their lips together in a kiss.

"You always feel so fuckin good, ma," Fezco rasped out against her lips after pulling away, glancing down at where they met. "Fuckkk."

Mariah just giggled at that, slowly sliding up so that he was halfway out before sliding back down with the help of his hands on her hips, just to test the waters.

"Take your time, ma," Fezco encouraged, soothingly rubbing her hips.

Mariah's heart fluttered at his words, pushing herself up on her knees and groaning at the absence before he guided her back down again.

God she really fucking missed him.

"God I really fucking missed you," She breathed out before pushing herself up again.

Fezco squinted up at her with a small smirk, "You talkin to me or my dick?"

"Your dick," She whispered with a laugh.

Fezco tsked, bringing his hand down to smack her ass, which only made Mariah moan.

"I missed you too," She said into his ear as she slowly started to ride him, smiling to herself.

"Shit, I missed you more," Fezco mumbled, giving her lips a quick kiss before he began kissing along her titties.

Mariah rode him for a good few minutes with dirty words of encouraging being whispered into her ear, along with Fezco's moans keeping her going before she started to slow down, growing tired.

Fezco noticed as she did, bearhugging her as he tried to help her move up and down on him.

"You tired?" He asked her, looking into her low eyes.

Mariah nodded slightly, making Fezco hug her a little tighter before he pulled out and flipped them around so she was under him and he was on top.

"You did so good mama, I got you," Fezco whispered into her ear as he pressed kisses along her shoulder.

"Fezco please, fuck me," Mariah let her impatience slip, feeling him pressing his tip to her entrance.

"Patience baby, c'mon now. I'm not gon fuck you," He mumbled, moving to look straight into her eyes. "Ima make love to yo pretty ass."

Mariah's heart melted at that, her bottom lip trembling a little before she felt Fezco thrust back into her smoothly and slowly.

She placed her hands on his neck as he looked back up at her from watching himself thrust into her, staring at him with the biggest heart eyes.

"I love you," She told him, her lips brushing against his as she spoke.

Fezco sweetly smiled at that, giving her lips a quick kiss. "I love you more, beautiful."

—$—

Mariah's biggest fear was being alone.

She wanted to find someone to spend the rest of her life with, someone to get married to and have kids with and be a perfect family with, someone to grow old with and love for forever.

She found that person in Fezco. She found her soulmate in Fezco within the first month of their relationship and she absolutely fucking loved him. With her whole heart. She was so sure she never had and never will love anyone more than she loves Fezco.

Nobody held a candle to her man.

And yeah, him breaking up with her absolutely broke her fucking heart, but none of that mattered anymore.

At least not to her. It didn't matter because they were together again, and that's all she wanted. That's all Mariah cared about. He's all Mariah cared about.

Fezco.

"You aight in there?" He whispered into Mariah's ear, noticing the way she had zoned out and had just been staring into space, happy as fuck nonetheless.

She glanced up at him from where she rested her head on his chest, having been snapped out of her thoughts with his question.

He raised his eyebrows at her as a way to ask her what was up, smiling for a second before she broke out into a smile and rested her head back on his chest, going back to staring down at the bubbly water that filled the bathtub they were in.

"Yeah," She answered, poking her finger through the bubbles.

"Wassup?" Fezco asked verbally this time.

Mariah shrugged her shoulders, now softly trailing her nails on the skin of his arm. "Nothing, I'm just happy."

Fezco smiled at that, nodding his head in agreement, which she felt. "Yeah, me too."

Mariah couldn't stop smiling, wrapping her arms around him in a tight hug, which Fezco reciprocated.

He smirked as he scooped up some bubbles in his hand and placed it on the top of Mariah's head, making her giggle.

"Stop playing or I'll drown you in this bathtub," Mariah joked as she scooped up some bubbles and smeared them on his beard.

Fezco scoffed before laughing, "Nah, I knew I shouldn't have came in here witchu."

"Are you not enjoying our bubble bath?" Mariah asked him with a squint.

"Would be better if you wasn't squishing my dick."

"Oh, I'm so sorry," She laughed before lifting herself slightly, waiting for Fezco to move and get comfortable before she laid back in between his spread legs, going back to hugging on his torso and resting her head on his chest.

"Das much better. I'm fucking wit the bubble bath now," Fezco whispered.

"Good," Mariah smiled. "Bubble baths at 2 a.m. just hit different."

Fezco laughed at that, agreeing nonetheless.

"I ain't taken a bath in more than like, 10 years," Fezco squinted as he tried to remember the last time he had ever taken a bath, moving his hand around in the bubbly water of the bathtub.

"Really? I take baths all the time," Mariah told him. "You're lame."

Fezco kissed his teeth at her. "Maybe. I ain't ever had a girl force me to take a bath wit her."

"Good or I'd fucking kill you both," Mariah smiled before giving him a kiss.

Fezco smiled into the kiss, his eyes fluttering open the second she pulled away to stare at his girl. He really fucking missed her.

"I love you, shorty," He mumbled, bumping their noses together.

Mariah smiled back, taking his face in her hands. "I love you more my love."

—$—

The next morning, Mariah woke up happier than ever.

In Fezco's house, in his room, in his bed, in his arms. She hadn't slept with him since that night of her breakdown, but even then, it felt like she hadn't slept with him in forever.

Fezco was still sound asleep when she awoke, looking as handsome as ever after they had sex last night and a bath together. He looked so at peace with his face relaxed and the light snores escaping his lips.

Mariah knew she should probably let him sleep because he was tired but she couldn't contain her excitement now that they were together again and they were right here with each other. She trailed her fingers up his bare chest before she pressed a few kisses to his chin and to the corner of his mouth before giving his lips a few quick kisses.

Fezco's eyes fluttered open for a second before he closed them as he kissed his girl back, trying his best not to smile into the kiss and ruin it. He couldn't contain his excitement either.

"Forgot what wakin up witchu was like," He mumbled once pulling away, trapping Mariah in his arms before moving to lay on her.

"Anddd what's it like?" Mariah asked him and smiled, hugging back.

"Heaven, on god," Fezco told her. "Puttin me in a good mood for the rest of the day."

Mariah's heart warmed at that, giggling as she pressed a kiss to his forehead. "You're so cute."

Fezco laughed, moving his head around on her chest. "Fuck, I needa go talk to Ash."

"About what?" Mariah asked him, softly scratching her nails on his head.

Fezco slowly glanced up at her and raised his eyebrows at her question, reminding her of last night.

"Oh, right. Sorry," She mumbled.

Fezco let out a little laugh, shaking his head before he pushed himself off of her. "I needa go take a piss," He said, holding his hand out for her to help her out of bed.

Mariah smiled as she took his hand and got up with him. "Can I hold it for you?"

"Hold what?" Fezco asked, taking a second to realize what she was asking. He let out a laugh, remembering the last time she had asked. "Aight fine, but don't laugh."

"I won't!" Mariah smiled, excitedly getting out of bed and following Fezco to the bathroom.

Good thing she didn't promise not to laugh because that's the first thing she did as she held his dick for him, giggling uncontrollably.

"Bro I said not to laugh," Fezco narrowed his eyes at her, smiling nonetheless at how giggly his girl was all because he let her hold his dick while he took a leak.

"I thought it was gonna be soft," Mariah said, glancing up at Fezco from staring at his dick.

"How you want it to be soft but you touching it?" He gave her a puzzled look before laughing. "Mornin wood. And he gets hard every time you around."

"Shut uppp," Mariah laughed, glancing back down at his dick in her hand.

After they finished using the bathroom together, Fezco walked into the kitchen to go wake up Ashtray if he wasn't already up and eating while Mariah walked back to his room to put on some pants before joining them.

Ashtray was eating Froot Loops when Fezco walked into the kitchen, exchanging looks with his brother upon seeing each other.

"You good?" Fezco asked him, referring to the events of last night.

"Mhmm," Ashtray hummed in response, as if the whole shit with Mouse yesterday didn't faze him the slightest. Because it didn't.

Ashtray didn't give a fuck that Mouse was dead because of him. If anything, he was happy. And he was happy that Wayne was dead because of Fezco.

Fezco stared at Ashtray good and hard for a minute before eyeing the hammer laid on the table. He grabbed it and shook his head at Ashtray.

"I'm finna keep this, aight?"

Ashtray raised an eyebrow at his big brother, "Does that mean I can keep your gun? Because I'm not the only one wh–"

"Nah, trust, you don't want my gun," Fezco mumbled before placing the hammer in the highest kitchen cabinet for now, somewhere Ashtray's short ass wouldn't reach, and smirking to himself because Ashtray really would not want his gun considering that it was the one he used on his girl.

Ashtray gave him a confused look, about to speak when Mariah walked into the kitchen.

"Hey Mar Mar," He smiled.

"Hey babe," Mariah smiled back and opened her arms for a hopeful hug. To her surprise, Ashtray actually got up from his chair and went and hugged her.

Fezco raised his eyebrows at Ashtray allowing her to hug him, at Ashtray hugging back.

"You missed me?" Mariah asked him, exchanging teasing smiles with Fezco while her heart warmed at how adorable Ashtray was.

"No. I just like making Fez mad," Ashtray said and hugged her a little tighter, making Fezco click his tongue and grab the hood of Ashtray's hoodie to pull him off his girl.

"Yo, you remember what happened to the last dudes who tried fucking wit her?" Fezco squinted down at Ashtray.

Ashtray scoffed, "Mar Mar get me a chair, I need to get something from the top cabinet."

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ima get ashtray a shirt that says "I ❤️ 🔨" and one that says "I ❤️ my brother's girlfriend"