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You Cheat & He Takes You Back-[Damian Lillard]-For Abby *Explicit*

You drove around Portland, until you could make up in your mind where to go at this time in the morning. Then it hit you. Meyers Leonard, your ex, didn't live far away from here. After a big fight with your boyfriend, Damian, you ran out of the house in tears. Your felt the salty water building up in your eyes again thinking about what had happened, but you blinked consciously to keep the tears from falling again. You stepped out in the crisp air, quickly making your way up to the house. First, you knocked, then when he didn't answer, you rang the doorbell. It was twelve o'clock in the morning. "Hold on!" he yelled from inside. A few seconds later, he appeared in the doorway, shirtless in a pair of sweatpants. He was still as handsome as ever. He looked at you with great concern. "Abby? What are you doing here?" You sniffled. "Can I come in?" "Of course." You walked into the house past him, and he shut and locked the door. "What happened? What are you doing here so late?" He sat on the couch, and you took a seat across from him. "Damian and I...we got into an argument.." you explained in a low tone. "Did he...hurt you?" You shook your head. "Damian would never put his hands on me.."

He stood up, and took a seat next to you. "Abby, I don't like to see you cry." You folded your hands in your lap. "Well I don't like crying." He gently took your face in his hands, and kissed your lips. The kiss grew heated, and deepened increasingly. You pulled away from his lips to let a deep breath. "S-stop, Meyers, we can't do this" you stammered. "Why not?" "Because, I love Damian." "Where's Damian? He ran you away, and I bet he hasn't even called to see where you are." You hung your head. Meyer's fingers found their way into the loops of your jeans, and slid them down your thighs. Every time you would try to push him away, he kissed the sweet spot on your neck, making you moan. He ignored your pleas, and kept removing your clothes. Your mind was far away from Damian now. Finally, he was on top of you, pushing himself deep inside of you. He held your hips, grinding himself into you. "Meyers! Go faster!" you cried. He started to pick up the pace, moving his hips more rapidly. "That's right, cum for me." Your toes curled, and your back arched. Once you reached your high, he pulled up and began to pleasure himself until he came on you.

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The Next Morning

You woke up the next morning, naked, and exhausted. Your body was sweaty and weak. Last night came flooding back and you jumped up, waking Meyers from his sleep. "Where are you-" "Shut the hell up!" you cried. You had made a BIG mistake. You looked down at your naked body. "I-I can't b-believe.." You dropped your head in your hands. "Abby, just stay here. You don't have to go back." "No, I love him.." You truly loved him. "Doesn't seem like it.." he countered. You pulled on your clothes, shoes, and grabbing your purse, you ran out the house. You ran out the house to your car. You slammed the door, and hit the steering wheel in anger and sadness. Beside you, your phone rang; Damian's name appeared on the screen.

You ignored the call, wanting to explain yourself in person.

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You opened the door to the home you and Damian shared. Footsteps came through through the house, and soon Damian was in the living room. His eyes were red and swollen, which matched yours. "Abby? Where were you?" "Damian, I'm so sorry.." you choked out. He came to you, embracing your body. "No I'm sorry, I've should have never been over there." You pulled away from Damian. "I cheated on you...with Meyers." His eyes furrowed together. He could barely catch his breath, and he sat down on the staircase letting even more tears fall. "I understand if you hate me now. I hate me too" you added. He looked up at you a few seconds before dropped his gaze. "Please, Abby...don't ever let me hear you say that again." "But-" "I don't hate you. You went to go find someone to love you because I wasn't, its my fault." You slowly made you way over and sat next to him on the stairs.

"We're gonna get through this together."

-I'm not a Browns fan, but Brian Hoyer is perfect. And he's a libra too! #JustSayin