Yumeri - Blog Posts

Help me

Ok, this is bullshit. I've been sitting her watching my overly acrobatic girlfriend bend her body in ways that are quite questionable to the human eye. The way she is sitting there is doing it like it is nothing, and when I bend down my knees, buckle. It's quite embarrassing, my I add. I wonder what we are going to be eating later. Like, I love ramen and all, but shrimp pasta sounds really nice right now. It's Yumeri's turn to cook, I love how every time it's my turn, we mostly go out to eat or just cook one of my mammas homemade recipes I learned back in the day. I always pick one that takes literally 30 minutes. I mean what she doesn't know won't hurt her.

I was sitting on the floor with my eyes stuck in the mirror, yet I wasn't paying any attention to what my reflection was doing or even looking like. Nor was I focused on Yumeri anymore. I think she noticed when she suddenly started calling my name. I was so far gone in my own world that I wasn't concerned about her. "The point of us coming here was so you could hang out with me not, sit there playing games in your own mind, baby," I heard her speak up. I turn to my left and see her staring at me while sipping her milkshake. Damm, I forgot she had that. "I'm sorry, I was thinking about how amazing my circus terminator ass girlfriend is," I stated while finally getting up.

I had been sitting on the floor for so long I can feel my fucking pelvic bone touching the floor. I stretch out my elderly ass body, hearing some cracks. Shit sounds like an old, broke down car starting up. I finally finish my little stretch that wouldn't even qualify as a stretch, to be honest. I walk over to her while she is staring at me. Until I make my way to standing in front of her, having her look up at me. "I don't think I can ever get tired of this view, I smile at her, trying to figure out when I ever stand over her. "How many times have I stood over you for you to never get tired of this view, huh?" She looks at me before placing her milkshake down on the floor. "What do you mean I see this view all the time, you know when you are on top of me riding my -" I immediately bend down to cover her mouth, getting flustered.

Thankful that I am fucking black, because a girl would be red as fuck right now. She is always saying this dangerous ass shit in public. Yumeri moves my hand before grabbing my legs to have me sitting directly on her lap. "Baby we are literally the only people in this fucking practice room. Why are you getting so scared?" I search around the room completely, forgetting that we're the only people in the practice room. Forgetting all the tsubakill members decided to pack it up and leave for the night. "Still, you can just say stuff like that out loud." I say, trying to hide my face in her neck. "Why scared someone will know how I have you bending to my will, crying to the point where you don't know if you are begging me to stop or go faster?"

I start to whine in her ear, trying to get her to stop teasing me. "Yea, you usually sound just like that, too." I move from in the crook of her neck to look at her, causing her to stop and laugh at my reaction. "Fine, I'll stop. Get up, baby." I stare at her for a while. I kinda forgot I was sitting on her lap. I stand up with another cramp in my leg, causing Yumeri to notice and reach down and start to rub my leg and soothing the cramp. "Always gotta take care of you, don't I, baby?" I turned around to smile at her before thank her. Since she is a dancer, she is familiar with all my weird ass body aches and pains.

"Why did you want me to get up? Are we leaving now?" I ask her since we had been here for quite some time. She shakes her head, grabbing my cheeks, "No, I wanted to do what you had asked me on Saturday." Now I'm left perplexed, trying to figure out what exactly was it I asked on Saturday. It could've been something stupid. I ask her a lot of dumb shit when I get high. Like the time I asked her if I could go to Disneyland in California. It was like 7 at night, and I kept trying to get her to pack our bags with me.

"What did I ask you this time?" "To teach you some of my tricks, remember." I looked at her in disbelief, yea I definitely had to my high as fuck to ask her some shit like that. "Wait like sexual or ?" She smirked before letting go of my cheeks, looking me up and down. "I mean, we could do that too. But, no, you didn't ask me that. That dancer tricks, baby." I start to look towards the door. Hopefully, my phone will be my ring, or we can leave. "Baby come on you know I'm not a fucking ferret my body doesn't bend that way." She turned me back around before kissing me on the lips,"you can do it. I know you can, plus last night you were pretty bendly."

"Why do you have to make everything sexual?" I state trying to get her to stop embarrassing me. She stops before moving to show me her bending slightly to stretch more. I try to copy her before I take notice of the fact that she isn't next to me anymore. I look around, still bent over until I hear her behind me. "That's it, you're doing amazing, baby." I shake my head when I hear her. "I'm pretty sure you're supposed to be helping me not focus on my ass," I tell her. I should've expected this behavior from her. "I am focusing, hard to though when you ass just looks that good."