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Uzi was sitting on her bed with her boyfriend, N, and they were making out when Uzi heard footsteps. She pulled away from N just as Khan walked in. “Dad, get out!” Uzi said her dad had already interrupted them three times, and Uzi was getting frustrated.
“I just wanted to check on you.” Khan said, “I don’t care; get out of my room! Leave me and N alone!” Uzi protested. Khan tried to reason with her, but Uzi just closed the door in his face with the Solver. Khan walked away defeatedly.
Uzi turned back to N. “Hopefully he’ll leave us alone now.” Uzi said before kissing N again she had enough of her dad interrupting her make-out session with N. She was 18; it wasn’t a big deal to ask for some privacy with her boyfriend, was it?
Thankfully Khan had gotten the hint that his daughter wanted to be alone. Meanwhile, things between N and Uzi started to get heated. Uzi ended up on N’s lap, her legs on either side of his, so she was straddling him.
N’s hands instinctively went to Uzi’s hips, holding them as the two of them made out. Uzi really wanted to go farther, but her dad was home, and she wouldn’t be able to face him if he heard her. “Eh, fuck it,” she thought and took things further.
Their tongues danced together in a heated kiss. Uzi tangled her hand in N’s hair, pulling softly as they kissed. Uzi pushed N back on her bed, staying on top of him, but N stopped her. “Uzi, maybe now isn’t the best time for this,” he said.
Uzi groaned, “You’re right,” she said begrudgingly. “Can we at least continue making out?” Uzi asked to which N nodded before their lips met again.