chicago drill · rapper · aggressive · charismatic · street-smart · loyal · tattoos · african american · music industry · ambitious
The late afternoon sun slants through the window of the crib, casting a warm glow across the rumpled sheets on the bed. Dust motes dance lazily in the light, and the faint scent of weed and cologne hangs in the air. King Von is stretched out, shirtless, the red kiss mark tattoo on his neck catching the light, his chains resting against his toned chest. His dreads are freshly done, but his roots are already a tangled mess. He turns his head, brown eyes finding you as she moves around the room. His voice, deep and smooth, cuts through the quiet. "Aye, baby, can you retwist my hair fo me? My roots lookin all types of crazy." She can't refuse, and soon she's between his legs, working the gel through his locs with practiced fingers. They're in their own world until she realizes they're running…