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Can I request NSFW headcanons for Killmonger?

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Can I request NSFW headcanons for Killmonger?

Killmonger NSFW Alphabet | Headcanons

Author Note: They requester didn’t specify the gender so it’s neutral, and I didn’t know what to write for the headcanons so I did the alphabet template which is from @the-coldest-goodbye

Warning(s)⚠: Sub/Bottom Killmonger (we only do Dom/Top reader on this blog)

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

This man does not like to sleep in a mess so he insists on showering (which may or may most lead to more sex,) and even cleans the sheets before finally laying down to relax and cuddle depending on his mood

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

On himself chest and arms, he loves the scars he’s imprinted on his chest and he’s proud to show them, his arms are his main work out point so this man is clearly buff when it comes to them

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He takes a while to cum but once he does it’s a pretty large amount, but he isn’t a big fan of you cumming inside of him he prefers for it to be on him like his thighs or back, and even likes it in his mouth

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He’s a bit of a masochist, like he’s into impact play, or getting his nipples pinched, or something even a little extreme like getting a cigarette put out on him, I mean we saw what he did to his own body this man is definitely into some freaky shit

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Well experienced but not overly, he was in the military and mainly focused on his goals but as we saw in the movie he’s clearly had his fair share of sex but he hasn’t had the chance to explore most of his kinks yet

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

The power grab, it’s basically doggy style but, it’s when the dominating partner keeps their partner on their knees while holding their arms back. This is perfect for choking him or and whispering nasty talk into his ear from behind, it gets him going

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He’s not that goofy but he might make a few jokes or comments just to be bratty

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

I see him as the kind of guy who is both messy and neat I’m his life and while he prefers messy sex, he’s very well groomed down their trimmed nicely and everything

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He’s not the most inmate person in general, and he probably doesn’t like too much intimacy during sex either, but there’s those days where the sex isn’t rough or messy it’s just passionate and slow and the eye contact is prolonged

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Masturbates like any normal person but not really that much, he doesn’t feel the need to if y’all can both satisfy your needs but if your busy or he can’t see you he’ll do it in the shower thinking about the last time you two had fucked

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

BDSM,

Impact play,

Spitting,

Marking,

Knife and Gun play,

Choking

And slight exhibition

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Like I just mentioned, he’s into a little bit of exhibition so alleys, a bus, and bathrooms are good with him

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

The way he kissed his girl in the movie after a heist? He’s definitely into that adrenaline rush and the thought of getting caught or doing some reckless and dumb is a turn on for him

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Either age play or foot stuff, not really something he’s ever been interested in or wants to do

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Receiving, he’s very good at giving head but he does perder receiving, but don’t worry this man is good with both his mouth and his tongue, they can work wonders on anything

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

I mentioned before that this man is rough and fast but has his slow and sensual moments, but most of the time he prefers it hard and rough, he wants to fuck until either one of y’all have passed out

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Loves them, they’re conviene when he’s busy so they’re not exactly uncommon in your relationship and you two often sneak away from the crowd

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Most definitely, he loves danger and the high he gets from it so he would be down to be risky as long as no one gets traumatized by accident from y’all

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He has amazing stamina, mans could go on for hours on end, but to make it realistic let’s say about 4 to 5 rounds and he lasts for a while

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He doesn’t own many toys, just classic things like ropes and handcuffs that he’s willing to use on you or himself but he’s open to using your toys if you have any

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He’s such a big tease, he likes to make you jealous as well, I’m his opinion it adds more spice to the sex, and he ain’t wrong, the build up from all the teasing makes the sex all the more lust filled

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Not particularly loud but he often just grunts and pants a lot along with some light groaning, and sometimes lets out low moans occasionally, but if your lucky and it’s been a while since you two have done it, he will let out a string of low moans

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He likes being restricted and having you take control and use him as some kind of toy, he won’t say it but you can tell because he immediately shuts up those annoying bratty comments of his

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

If we’re talking about dick, average length but is girthy, has non prominent veins on the side and his cock is the same color as his ski with the top just a tad but lighter

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

His libido isn’t that high but he does often have a craving for it either and can wait for a few weeks but he’ll be real needy and more bratty/clingy which is a sight that is very rare

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

After his whole cleaning process he doesn’t sleep immediately, he talks to you for a little about random things or even about the mind blowing sex y’all just had leasing you to most likely fall asleep first and him following you afterwards

Here, sis.

My First & His Only

Audience: Any female… that’s black.

Characters: Erik Killmonger x Chubby AA female

Content: Fluff & Smut, Smut & Fluff Redeemed!Erik Feels!Erik Protective!Erik Funny!Erik SoftBoi!Erik Romantic?Erik

A/N: This also contains body image issues, eating disorder and fat shaming triggers & a physical altercation & This song for her, this song for him & quote inspired me too. Light choking, ANGST, we’re using some Xhosa bih and of course daddy kink. Please forgive the lateness of this post…

Props: @killmoncoochie @destinio1 @pocmarvelworks @maya-leche @inlovewithmakeupcomicsanimelove @killmongersaidheyauntie @diabetic-rasin

Prompt: Losing your virginity to Erik

Concept: You started dating a young man by the name of Erik Stevens for 4 years, saying he’s “rough around the edges” is a HUGE understatement. He rarely talks and when he does he practically insults EVERYBODY, especially white people. But when you go to his apartment he’s a completely different man… He cooks, cleans, he’s obsessed with anime (especially Naruto & My Hero Acadimia) and he actually smiles and laughs like a total goof, even more so around you. He has his moments, especially when the news is on, but he’s always extra gentle with you. He himself couldn’t explain it, but you are a virgin. You never told him, in fact you lied saying you’re celibate every time he came too close and he backed off every time. You even sleep on the couch when you spend the night just so you don’t seem like you weren’t entertaining any ideas. No one gets why he has you so sprung, except you and that’s how you liked it. You’re fifth year anniversary with him is nearing and you think it’s time to make him the one. You’re nervous, but ready. Ready to please him and be pleased by him for the very first time. We start on the morning of the anniversary…

Morning:

“Good morning sleepy head.” I smirked looking down at my love while he wipes the sleep from his eyes shirtless in his bed. Then I walked over to the stove wearing one of my oversized T-shirts and some shorts I left here a few nights ago making breakfast for us.

“Smells good.” His sleepy voice danced in my ear as he kissed my neck and hugged on my plush waist. “What you cooking for me today?” He obnoxiously licked his lips. I raised an eyebrow as I turned to him.

“I made eggs, home fries, beef sausage, turkey bacon, the waffles are almost done & I already set up the fruit and orange juice for you and apple juice for me. I would’ve made pancakes, but you’re out of batter. I’ll buy some today.” I answered while shifting my attention between burners on the stove.

Then I heard “We don’t love em’” playing on my Beats pill and I just got to twerking like it ain’t shit & Erik definitely noticed. “Ayyyye, I’m on that!” Erik shot up & started dancing with me. He was acting a whole fool with me and we enjoyed every second of it.

“Damn girl, a man will never leave home hungry or twerked on messing around with you.” He responded smiling. I giggled at him as he sat back down.

I always loved it when he smiled, he always had a gorgeous smile. The kind, gentle spirit he was a little secret between the two of us. “I know that’s right, so you better treat me real good.” I swerved my hips to the side to look back at him. “Or else…” I raised my eyebrow at him.

He snickered like a child at my “attitude”. “Ok, ok Y/N. You got it.” He raised both hands up in defeat. “Go wash up, I’m almost done.” I demanded. “One day you gon let me cook for you.” He followed. “Why? So you can burn the whole block down?! Uhh, I think the fuck not!” I furrowed my brow.

“WHAT?! Girl, I got SKILLS. Stop tryna play me.” He placed his hands on his chest. “Erik, you couldn’t even work the toaster I bought you.” I side eyed him. “Ay, That contraption was the spawn of Satan. It had a whole damn mind of its own.

All a toaster needs is ONE or two buttons TF it had all that extra shit for?!” “Aight, whatever.” I rolled my eyes at him hard. He then ran up on me and tickled my sides and playfully squeezed my hips till I cried.

“Stoooooppppp, you gonna make me burn itttttttt…” he kissed me hard on my cheek as he chuckled and he walked off into the bathroom.

I finished getting the food ready and fixed both your plates and set the table up like something outta Martha Stewart. He came out looking extra delicious and he knew it the way he bit his lip at me and swaggered his way to the dining table & sat down.

“Damn you look sexy Y/N, I wish I could eat you instead of this food.” He bit his bottom lip and raised an eyebrow at me. I put my hands on my hips and turned to him. “Now Erik, you already know I–“ “Yeah I know, you’re celibate. Sorry babe, I’m not used to being without it y’know.” He shrugged.

“But that’s ok, I don’t need it to be in love with you Y/N. You are so beautiful, smart, funny and thoughtful.” I looked up at him with a warm smile. “I’m in love with you too Erik. Shit.” I kept my smile plastered on. He then hopped out his seat and caressed my face and kissed my lips gently.

“Let’s eat baby girl, I’ll show why I love you all throughout today. You’ll never forget this day.” “Neither will you.” I responded. He kissed my forehead and smiled at me as we sat down to eat.

“When you finish getting ready, I’m going to take you shopping for some clothes and you better pick out something sexy for tonight too.” He started chowing down on the waffles and sausages.

I idly stared at this man ravaging this food like he just discovered seasoning on meat. “Slow. the fuck. down. Breathe.” I kept staring. He looked up with his mouth full of food that filled both cheeks. He chewed slower to consume his meal and then after he scarfed down his OJ he let out a super obnoxious burp.

“You’re disgusting.” I got slightly offended. “And you’re not eating.” He looked down at my plate, not even a ¼ eaten. He furrowed his brow. “Are you doing it again?” He interrogated. “W-What do you mean?” I sheepishly asked. “Y/N stop playing with me, you’re avoiding to eat again aren’t you?” My eyes avoided his looking straight at the floor. “Look at me.” leaning forward with both arms crossed on the table.

“Look at me, Y/N.” He swiftly approached me with his hand under my chin made me face him in the most startling, but softest of motions. He saw the sadness in my eyes as he looked into them, he couldn’t help but to mirror me.

“Baby.” He spoke nothing more than a whisper. “You cannot keep doing this to yourself, you need to eat. Especially today cause we got so much to do to get ready for tonight.” I was still feeling melancholy, what in hell did I do to deserve him? God.

He lifted my chin and pecked my lips with a sweet kiss. “Imma feed you, scoot over.” He sat down in the chair placed next to me and he started gathering the contents of my plate together. “Oh no baby, you don’t have to do that.” He looked at me warmly. “Ay, no Queen of mine is missing any meals.

You gon finish this plate or at least a lot of it.” He chuckled. “I’m here to serve and provide for my Goddess. That’s what me as a man, all men is really and truly here for. Not that make money than everybody shit or that bossing females around shit. More like her strength, her pillar, her support system, her 80% when she at 20%. Y’know?”

I was sitting there amazed at the mentality of this man, why doesn’t he express himself like this in public? His switch up was always baffling to me. He started to feed me & I ate my food. The way he fed me, it was with such care and consideration. It’s like he cares for my overall well being, even if I didn’t look like the other girls that would openly throw themselves at him.

He would pay them no mind, but instantly light up at the sight of me and only me. He may have his moments, but I love this man and who better to take my virginity than him. He will get to know & explore all of me by the end of the night…

Afternoon:

“Y/N, let’s go in here… I know you love this store.” Erik was tugging at my waist. “Torrid?! Umm, yeah I do. But they’re so expensive, I already got so much from rue21 & forever 21. You don’t have to spend so much money on me.” I pleaded with him.

“Money has never been an issue for me, if my Goddess wants it… she gon get it. And don’t ever talk about money with me, let me concern myself with that; let’s go.” He opened the door to let me in and he followed after, once again he was stern looking and cold.

I paid it no attention when I looked at the dresses section. I was going through the racks until I heard… “Hi, did you guys need anything?” The store employee asked while looking at Erik up and down, failing to hide herself biting her bottom lip at him.

“We just looking.” Erik responded emotionlessly. “Oh. Okay, just holla if you need anything.” She nervously smiled then walked away. “You gotta be nicer to people Erik.” I rolled my eyes. “What?! I didn’t tell her to fuck off did I?” he shrugged. “You’re unbelievable.” I palmed my forehead & moved on.

I was in the dresses section looking at options, wasn’t really feeling them. “Try this one.” Erik pulled the dress from the back. It was a black lace off shoulder midi dress. “It’s beautiful baby.” I felt his soft, loving lips peck my neck. It sent shivers down my spine to my netheregions.

“I want to get you this dress. You would be even more perfect in this dress and I’m not taking no for answer either.” His deep baritone voice sent shivers down from my spine to my nether regions. All I could breathe out was an “Ok.”

“Now let’s buy something that you’re gonna wear underneath it.” He hugged me from behind and we remained in that position till I was in the lingerie section. Erik was always hands on with me in public & even more so in the apartment.

But it was like he couldn’t help himself today, which made me even more anxious about tonight and my plan. I hope I don’t disappoint him with my inexperience.

“Is there anything else I help you with today?” The store clerk asked. “Nah, we’re good.” I smiled. Me and Erik were walking hand in hand out of the store, I’ve never touched a door handle or knob since we’ve dated.

I was smiling and he made a smirk small enough for only me to notice and appreciate. Then these guys were walking past us and one of them said under his breath “I didn’t know whales had two legs.” All three were laughing & I sighed and rolled my eyes, these kind of stupid comments are nothing new to me; dealt with them all my life.

But Erik, Erik’s whole demeanor changed and he stopped walking so quickly I almost dropped my bags & keel over; he quickly released my hand to confront them. “Ayo, what the FUCK did you say?!” He gritted his teeth as his anger rose. I was trying to hold him back, but it was useless he had no desire to let it go. “W-who me?” He responded out of fear and nervousness.

“Yeah you, what the fuck did you say? And you better say it to my face too nigga, not that pussy ass under your breath bullshit!” Erik was face to face with the man. “I-I mean come on man you gotta admit she’s–“ before he could finish his sentence.

Erik struck the man hard in the face, knocking him out cold with one hit. His other two friends could only watch in horror & my hands were covering my whole mouth in shock.

“Do y’all wanna talk shit now?!” He animalisticly replied looking at the man’s friends like they were his next prey. They both shook their heads. “Well since I knocked the block off your homie, y’all the ones that gotta apologize to my girl.

“Come here Y/N.” I froze in fear, then he looked at me and softened his face to indicate that he at least meant me no harm. “Come here.” His hand reached out for mine and I walked out and reached for his till we were holding hands and he moved me in front of him still holding hands. His grip on me was gentle, but his glare at the other men was lethal.

“Now both of you apologize… now.” “W-We’re s-sorry.” “Say it like you mean it, look at her when you say that shit!” “W-We’re sorry ma’am.” they spoke in unison. “And she’s beautiful too right?!” he questioned. “She’s beautiful… gorgeous!” they replied one after the other. “She is, thank you very much.” he normalized his tone.

“Now get the fuck out of our faces before I make y’all go night night like you’re bitch ass friend here.” They both picked up their passed out friend and ran off till they were out of our sight. “C’mon baby.” he regained his soft tone. He hugged me and my whole body went limp at the realization of what I just witnessed.

We walked over to the car, he opened my car door & I unlocked and opened his on the other side. He got in and took a deep breath then turned his head to look at me as I kept my face straight ahead. “Baby look at me.” I blatantly ignored him. “Y/N look at me… please.”

I turned my head to him with my indifferent expression. “Baby, I’m sorry I scared you. Those guys were jerks and today is too important to let anyone or anything make you feel anything short of beautiful.

I apologize for my behavior, please forgive me? I could never forgive myself if I ruined today for you.” He had that sad puppy dog eyed look that I normally only see at home. Knowing Erik, he was never the one to apologize at all.

So I knew this was sincere, he was still waiting on my response. “I can only forgive you on one condition.” I responded. “Name it.” His face softened as if he was going to pout.

“You must promise me that you will never do anything like that again!” I demanded. He looked at me as if I told him to go fuck himself. “I was defending you, those guys were disrespecting you!” He responded.

“Those guys are idiots and idiots are going to talk shit no matter what. I don’t let it bother me.” “They’re not going to disrespect me and they damn sure are not going to disrespect you! I’ll make sure of that!”

“YOU CANNOT FIGHT EVERY DAMN BODY THAT SAYS OR DOES SOME SHIT YOU DON’T LIKE!” I yelled. It caught him completely by surprise that my voice could even go that high or that my temper would flare up like that. He had goosebumps forming in between his scars with his eyebrows raised in shock.

“Fuck, you’re right.” I raised my eyebrow at him “Come again?” “You’re right baby.” He sighed. “Mmm, one more time my nigga. I didn’t hear that.” I leaned forward in his direction with my loose curls tucked behind my ear.

“You’re right Y/N! Now stop being an asshole.” He rolled his eyes and we chuckled. “Happy Anniversary baby.” He kissed me on my forehead and promised to never scare me like that again. In the back of my mind I was curious as to why he was so agreeable today.

EVENING:

We returned home and Erik wasted no time to handle his business on the stove. He absolutely refused to let me help or do anything. It was all a mix of “Sit yo beautiful, thick ass down.” “Nah, I got this beautiful.” & “Aye, stop touchin shit; I’m good.”

It got to the point he even “banished” me to his bedroom so I wouldn’t “fuck up the fung shui” as he put it. “Nigga spell it!” I yelled down the hall. He turned his head quick and threw three finger drops of water at me. I squealed and slammed the door shut, only to told “See? Stop talking shit!”

He playfully laughed and walked away. I took a shower and put on my makeup and put on the dress he bought me with the matching shoes nothing else underneath so that there was nothing blocking me from giving him my all on this night.

“Come out her Y/N, the food ready.” I walked out of the room down the hallway and entered the kitchen. Erik was setting the finishing touches on the table, he stood over it looking so proud of it. His dreads and clothes looked a total mess but he had soft R&B music playing in the background, I’m shocked he even cared for the genre.

I softly cleared my throat and he turned his head so quickly his jaw nearly dropped to the floor. I shyly looked away smiling at his mesmerizing glare, he had the expression of a child on Christmas morning.

I stroked my wavy hair and tucked a loose part behind my ear. He gulped hard as he began to speak. “You look…” His voice cracked and he cleared his voice to regain his baritone. “You look so beautiful. Please, come sit down.” He pulled out my chair.

I walked over and sat down in the dining room, we barely use it so it was the nicest place in the apartment. He barely touched me like I was a porcelain doll, probably because his clothes was messy from cooking. “I-Imma get dressed and I’ll pour you a drink. Don’t move, don’t move o–“ he hit the side of the walkway while walking to his room backwards. I tried so hard to contain my laughter because his face became embarrassed. “I’m good, I’m good.” He rubbed his injured shoulder, turned around and closed the door behind him. He took about 15 minutes before he re-emerged from the room he wasn’t as dressed up as me, but we were home so it didn’t bother me at all. He sat down & his gaze hasn’t left me since he first saw me. “You okay babe?” I asked in a slightly menacing tone. “Y-yeah, it’s just… It’s just this is the longest I’ve ever been ion a relationship. Hell, this might be might be my very first real one.” he confessed in a nearly mouse like tone. “Me too.” I matched his tone. “It’s been a whole year already and if anyone would’ve told me that I would be in a relationship with a wonderful woman like you for more than a week. I’d laugh like an asshole to they face.” he slightly chuckled as he shook his head and I joined in.

“But nah for real, even though I can’t stand him sometimes… I’m glad my pretentious ass, bitch ass cousin T’Challa helped smoothed out at least some of my edges. But you, you made me a real man. You opened my eyes and taught me so much more than anyone I’ve ever met in my life in such a seemingly short time, I don’t wanna say a nigga is getting soft of nothing. But you helped me find myself and I wish my father was still alive so he could meet the woman who changed my life for the better. I-I love you Y/N and even that shit I thought I would never say… to anyone.” A single tear fell from my eye as he bared his entire soul to me and he did it so effortlessly. “But I like your cousin.” I sniffled. I look up to see him quickly wipe his eyes, but it was too late. He smiled as a  reflex. “Shit can we eat?! A nigga hungry, you got a real nigga tearing up over my food & shit.” We both laughed and began eating our food. Erik went all out, he made Fried chicken, candied yams with a honey glaze, greens with turkey necks swimming in it, mac and cheese that was extra cheesy with the breadcrumbs on top. He had nice hot Hawaiian King Rolls on deck with rice and too many other foods to mention. He pulled out all the stops for tonight & everything was so delicious I was a bit relieved, but amazed. “Oh my Goodness baby, everything tastes so good. Who taught you how to cook?” I wiped the corners of my mouth. He chuckled and said. “I told you I got skills, you over there tryna play me. But nah, while growing up in the foster care system I had no choice, but to grow up & learn shit on my own. One of those things was cooking and I actually love to cook; I fed the other kids & I fed my bros in the Navy too & I made a grip in MIT selling plates to pay off my tuition.” “Wow, I guess I should let you throw down in the kitchen more often.” I chuckled.

“I would cook for you every night, but you all traumatized about a daggone toaster I never bothered to even ask and let you do your thing.” he joked as he kissed my forehead. “Well lesson learned, I’m sorry that I ever doubted you.” “I told you, you don’t know everything about me girl. Now, call me by my real name..” he replied in his full Cali boy accent. I raised an eyebrow. “Erik?” I replied. “No my love.” he smirked. “Call me N’Jadaka. My father gave me that name.” “Hmm.. well I very much like that name, Nin-Ja-da-ka.” I pronounced. He grinned as I got up and pecked him on the lips which almost instantly turned into a full on kiss that quickly became hot and heavy. We shared moans between each kiss & our tongues synchronized with each other in a fluid motion as if they were dancing. He held onto me as each kiss passed by my body heat grew to the point I thought we would melt into each other. I almost lost complete control and fell in bliss when he attacked my neck and left soft but passionate kisses on me, but I knew I couldn’t keep this secret about myself any longer. In one swift, nearly violent motion I pushed Erik back off my neck. He looked so confused, but worried. “What happened Y/N? Was I too rough?” “No, no, no It’s not that.” I replied then covered my face with my hands to prevent from crying. “Talk to me.” he placed his hands on my shoulders. “It’s so stupid. Here you are baring your soul to me, but I haven’t been completely honest with you.” His eyebrow raised “What are you saying?” he now became suspicious of my next choice of words. “Remember when I told you I was celibate the day we first met.” “Yeah?” his eyebrow still raised. “

Well truth is Erik… I mean N’Jadaka. I-I-I’m actually a virgin.” I sheepishly replied. His smile curled up like the Cheshire cat from Alice & wonderland and he began laughing loudly… almost too loud. I almost became insulted that he thought me confessing my virginity to him was joke. I huffed at him in frustration and began to walk off, he then grabbed my arm and stopped me in his tracks. His hands that used to rough like coarse sandpaper felt smooth on my delicate skin which made me freeze like an antelope in headlights. “That’s it?” He asked. “Of course, that’s it.” I replied offended as I tried to remove myself from his firm, but soft grip. “Wait, don’t get mad Y/N, I’m not laughing at you.” He playfully tugged on my arm. “I’m laughing at the fact that you think I didn’t already knew.” I raised an eyebrow at him. “What do you mean you already knew?” I questioned. “It’s hella obvious babe, you wouldn’t cuddle with a nigga… even on the couch.” He released his grip on me and I folded my arms at him. “You tense up hard whenever I touch you, even graze you sometimes.” I scoffed. “That don’t mean shit Erik!” “I’ve been with a lot of girls in my lifetime and none of em get like you when I touch em.” He playfully smiled at me. “That’s how I knowwwwww you different.” “What else?” “What else what?” He sounded confused.

“What else made you think I was a Virgin?” I placed my hands on my hips. “I ain’t tryna drag you on our anniversary babe.” He snickered. “Nahhhh nigga, since you know a mannerisms of a Virgin & shit; read my ass! Tell me about me son!” I got slightly annoyed, but intrigued. He hissed then shrugged his shoulders. “Okay, just don’t get mad.” he shrugged & I refolded my arms and raised an eyebrow.

He sat down on the arm of the couch, tussling through his dreads and looked up at me. “Aight, well it’s your clothes… it’s like your fashion sense hasn’t evolved since middle school. If I didn’t pick out that dress, you’d probably wear some long sleeve bullshit. You too damn pretty, sexy & grown to be covering your body like that.” I scoffed again. “I cannot believe this.” I shook my head. “And let’s face it… your panty selection is trash.” “THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN MY PANTY SELECTION IS TRASH ERIK?!?!” I screamed infuriated at this point. “I mean no disrespect baby girl, but your draws scream ‘I ain’t let a nigga hit and I’m not tryna let him hit.’” He poorly mocked my voice. “They straight up great great granny panties, just disgraceful & disrespectful.” He started laughing again. “You been through my gotdamn panty drawer nigga?!” His face got screwed up. “No!” he grunted as he sucked his teeth. Some of your laundry get mixed in with mine and I’ve seen some things… terrible things.” His eyes briefly opened wide jokingly. “Oh stop it!” I rolled my eyes and playfully pushed him back. “But seriously though…” he held my hands and pulled me close to him as he bit his full bottom lip. “I never wanted to ever pressure you. I knew that when you were ready, I wouldn’t have to ask.” He gently stroked my loose wave away from my face.

I looked at N’Jadaka up and down and both of my lips began to pucker at him. “What if…W-what if I told you I was ready now?” N’Jadaka looked confused. I stepped back and let my dress fall down to the floor, unapologetically revealing my bare naked body to him. Both of his eyebrows raised up at my unexpected act. I tried to cover my stomach, but he quickly grabbed me by my waist and I became parallel to his face. “Nah, whatchu covering up for? You look so good naked baby.” He moved away my arms from covering my torso & we smiled as our foreheads were touching, then he kissed my stomach. “Is this really what you want baby?” He breathed upon his return to my face. “Yes, I would be honored if you were my first Erik.” I breathed right back. We began kissing again, more passionately than ever before. He held onto my supple body in his warm embrace. My hand slid under his face and his hands were all over my body and when he got a hold of my thighs he lifted me up in one flawless motion. I yelped into his mouth and wrapped my arms around his neck in reflex of his swift motion. He laughed into my neck as he left love marks, he lead my body to the bedroom and laid me down so gently with his dominant frame looking down on me as if he was God…at least in my eyes. “Have you ever played with yourself?” he asked short above a whisper while planting soft tantalizing kisses on my neck down to both of my breasts. I let out a whimpering “mhmm.” as he continued. “Show me baby girl.” he led a trail of kisses back up to my cheek as he got up, I began inserting my fingers into myself. As I was building up my lady lust for him, he kept grabbing himself like he was tempted to reveal himself to me full of hesitation. I started rubbing on my clit on one hand and grabbing my full breast with another all while looking at him getting harder by the second.

“Show me… I wanna see it.” I breathed through a moan. “Are you sure? I’m not tryna scare you away princess.” I bit my lip and my stare became even more intense as I got wetter. “I’m not fucking scared of you… show me.” He chuckled as he stroked his chin and tussled his dreads before he removed his pants. “Oh my God.” I whimpered as my eyes grew wide. He was well endowed and he saw my face and gave a devilish smirk. “I’m hungry again.” He harmonized. With a death grip on my thighs he slip my lower half over the bed, I yelped in pleasure and giggled. He bit his bottom lip, smiling through his eyes. “You ever fed a nigga this pussy baby?” I shook my head. “That means that it’s all for me only me.” He wasted no time putting all of my lap in his mouth. “Ahhhhhhhh Er-Erik.” I hissed. His tongue danced around and on my clit. His free hand pushed up my tummy so he could swim deeper in my ocean. He was willing to drown in my ecstasy as my consecutive moans lead into sensual screams that echoed throughout the apartment. “Let the neighbors know who this belongs to.” “E-Erik.” I whined. “My real name…” He lapped his tongue in between my folds. “N-N-N’JADAKA! Oh fuuuuuuuck, fuck me!” I was losing control and I was in any place to fight for it back.

The skills he had with his tongue blew any chance of me backing out now. “You’re so wet for me, I’m proud of you.” He finally came up for air from between my legs, licking my juices from my full bodied inner thighs. He wiped his face and began stroking himself and licked his lips to show me that he was enjoying himself too. He took out a gold Magnum condom and covered his girth with the latex. “Can’t enter the chocolate factory without a golden ticket eh?” He jokingly raised oneI busted out laughing at him. “OMG! You are mad corny son!” I rolled over in tears from laughter, he rolled me back over and kissed me again. His dick pressed against my stomach as he applied more pressure onto the mattress. I slightly pushed him back. “Wait baby, I don’t wanna break it.” He scoffed at me. “You’re too damn cute.” He shook his head, I raised an eyebrow to him. “Girl, It’s a dick not a piece of plywood. I’ll be aight.” He laughed. “Well you fooled me with that log you got.” he snickered at my response. “Hol up.” he got up and turned on the speaker. The tune playing was so familiar… “Is-Is this my song babe?” He nodded. “This is our song, and after tonight, this will have a whole new meaning to us.” My eyes got starry and misty all at once, he would always tell me how he thought this song was wack, but here he is playing it for me and calling it our song. “Grab your knees baby, hold them back like this. You good?” I nodded as he slapped his cock onto my clit. He rubbed himself between my folds before he inserted himself inside me. I grunted at this new sensation he was giving me, it hurt at first but then he kissed me on my earlobe. “Relaxxxxxx…” he hissed in my ear. “I don’t wanna hurt you.” he was steadying his pace to be as gentle as possible. I took a deep breath as I adjusted to him, he cupped my face. “You straight?” he asked and I nodded. “Ok, imma go a lil deeper. “You so damn tight Y/N, let me know if you can’t take it all.” “I can take it baby.” I moaned. He slid even further inside of me and my back arched sharply.

“Oh God!” I yelled. “You’re doing so good babe, c’mon.” he motivated. I adjusted to the next level of him until all of him was inside and I was fully accustomed to feeling him. He started picking up the pace and all the pain from before went away once I let my body relax. He started pumping in and out, I was spewing a perfect mixup of moans and curses along with Erik’s names as I clawed at his back. He was so focused on me but was enjoying me as well. He hissed, cussed and went even faster. “You’re so perfect, the fuuuck.” He whispered. I was getting even wetter as he went faster. “Tell me this is all for me princess.” “It’s all for you Erik, ooh it’s all for youuuu.” “Nobody’s gonna get my shit?” He started getting rougher. “No one will have me like you N’Jadaka.” “Who this pussy belong to?” His hand slipped under the side of my throat. “It belongs to you, It’s all for you… Erik please.” He applied more pressure. “Please what? Please what?!” I started pushing him back as I started to peak. “Nuh uhh, why you running? You wanted this right? Stay your fine ass right there. WHY ARE YOU RUNNING?!” I released my arms onto the bed enthralled in the ecstasy that he had me under. He grabbed my waist with both of his hands and pounded my core. “OH. MY. GOD. ERIK, WHAT. THE. FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK?!” I screamed each word in unison of his thrust rhythms. “You better cum on this dick.” He demanded. “I feel you cumming, you better cum on this dick.” He knew my body better than I did. I grunted as he put in work and I creamed all over his dick. “That’s it, that’s it. Cum like that for daddy.” I heaved. “Oh, we ain’t done yet…” he slapped the side of my thigh. “What?” I huffed. “Nahhhh, I ain’t no New York minute nigga. I’m ruining those guts of yours all night, now turn that ass around.” “Shit.” He slapped my ass hard as I turned around. He smoothly arched my back and dived back inside. He was still controlled my waist, keeping a firm grip on my plush flesh. “So fucking soft.” He hissed. “I’ve waited so long for you

I was back to this sexual nirvana that I longed for, he now released his grip and lowered his body on top of me and whispered in my ear… “Throw it back Y/N.” “Howwwww?” I cooed. “Bounce that ass on me like you did this morning.” I started bouncing on him and he held my back down further compromising my frame. “There you go, there you go.” He matched my pace. “Go faster ma.” I thoughtlessly picked up speed and he threw his head back. “Oh fuck! Just like that, keep going.” I turned my head and looked up at him with his eyes closed and his dreads all over his face. “Come for me again Y/N, come for me again.” He got a hold of my waist again and went deeper inside me while his thrusts were uncontrollable. I let out a string of curse words attached to his name while speaking in tongues and when I released my orgasm I was squirting my juices all over the lower half of his body. He pulled himself out of my body with the devil’s grin on his face. “Oh my God, what did I just do?!” I rose my body up as my thighs and vagina were left dripping wet that lead to the sheets. “I just made you squirt baby, it was a good one too… Gotdamn girl.” He was out of breath but showed no signs or desire of stopping. “Get on your knees and come taste yourself.” He was waving his member while stroking himself. “Didn’t I just pee on myself?!” I exclaimed in terror. He chuckled & shook his head. “No, you came believe me. Now if I tell you to come here again, I won’t as nice as I am now.” He growled. I turned around and began crawling on the floor till I was under him & sat on my knees. “Open that mouth, sithandwa sam.” he murmured. “What did you say?” I looked confused. “I called you ‘my love’ in my native language.” I’ll teach you a few things soon, I just need you t–“ I took all of him in my mouth in one full motion. His head flew back and his eyes were opened wide as he became paralyzed by my unforeseen action.

All he could do was helplessly grab a chunk of my hair. “Yo, you wild as fuck!” His knees buckled. He was fucking my mouth with such an intensity soon after and I was gagging hard. He took me out of his mouth and my saliva was all over the area where we stood. “Ah fuck! You nasty… shit!” He exclaimed. I giggled at the stunned look on his face. “C’mere, c’mere…” he breathed, he was at his point of climax. He wanted me just to give him a little push over the edge. I continued my mission for him to fill me up with his seed. “Yeah Y/N, that’s it. Let daddy cum in that pretty mouth. Keep going.” He motivated. I even licked underneath his shaft and worked my way all around his lap. He picked my full bodied self up and threw me on the bed and went back inside of me with no mercy this time around. “What… happened… to… cumming… in… my… pretty… mouthhhh?” I straining my voice as I arched my back.

“I want to cum inside you instead. Take me in Y/N all of me. Ndifuna ukuba ubelethe umntwana wam.” He softly spoke into my ear repeatedly as he stroked himself inside of me from the side. He could barely contain himself & at this point we were going strong raw. He let out his final string of curses, groans and thrusts in honor of my name, then he released himself inside of me, I felt his fluids fill me so warmly. I sighed as I felt his seed go deeper into my walls. He rested his chin on top of my head while stroking my hair. We laid naked in this position for a whole half an hour until he spoke “I think we should go to sleep now.” I snorted. “Oh you think?” I sarcastically replied as he got up. “See? I was gonna get you some clothes, but now since you wanna be a smart ass and shit. Now you can get yo own damn clothes.” He jokingly snapped at me as he walked out the room to the hallway closet. I crawled over to the edge of the bed. “Boy, you better not leave me naked like this… Get me some damn clothes!” I laughed. “Hell naw, get yo lazy ass up & get yo own shit!” He yelled back.

He poked his head back in the room smiling like an idiot “I’m just fucking with ya cutie… here.” He throws one of his white tees and a pair of his basketball shorts at me as he walked with in the room with his pajama pants. “I bet you didn’t even put draws underneath.” He quickly pulled down the front of his pants and proudly replied “NOPE!” He stuck his tongue out ruffling his dreads with his free hand. I cracked up at him. “Goofy ass.” I put on his clothes and rolled over on the bed. We shortly fell asleep in each other’s arms. “I belong to you now.” I whispered into my sleep.

The Morning After:

In the morning, I woke up by myself in his bedroom. I got up and rubbed my eyes and stretched my arms. “Erik?” I sleepishly moaned. No response, he was not in the whole apartment. I thought he was playing games with me “N’Jadaka, where are you?” I walked into the kitchen to see a whole feast already prepared on the table and a note with my name in calligraphic script. “Y/N, you were sleeping so peacefully I didn’t want to disturb you. I couldn’t sleep most of the night thinking about all the fucked up things I used to do and yet you see past my pain, my anger, my angst towards the world. I lived my whole life in uncontrollable anger, pain and self-isolation, no one ever bothered to see me, the real me. I didn’t know what real love, true love meant until I met you. I knew the first day we met that you were something truly special, that’s why I went away for two years to see my cousin so I can work on being the man you need. I never understood what stability meant, matter of fact I feared it so much because of everything I’ve lost. Even with all my degrees, my accolades, the only thing that has ever made me feel whole is you. And ever since last night, I realized that I cannot live my life without you… You mean everything to me, that’s why I want you to be my umfazi.”

Then you turned around and see your love on bended knee, holding up an engagement ring box. His stance kneeling down was firm but his hands were shaky and his forehead had sweat that was poorly covered by his dreads and his serious, but soft face. His eyes were Amber brown, which despite his past show innocence yet a hint of fear. “Y/N?” He gulped hard. “I meant every word in that letter throughout my whole being. I now know peace, true peace that is within my heart comes from you and your love for me. I haven’t been the best man I could be for you. I’ve lied, manipulated, cheated and abused your love for me is so many ways except physical. I don’t deserve you, I never deserved a woman like you. But you never left my side, my whole life everyone I have ever cared for has either died or left me alone. Before I met you my whole life was pain, death and suffering. You made me lay down my weapons and armor and told me to fight no more and held me in your arms.”

He sighed and held my hands. “Your tenderness is what I’ve always wanted, but never knew how to obtain. Baby girl, I know I ain’t shit and I know there’s so much I need to do to prove I’ve changed completely. But I wasn’t lying when I said that I can’t live without you in my life. “Will you honor me by being my wife Y/N?” My eyes began swelling up full of tears and you couldn’t help but fall madly in love with him again. “Girl, my damn knee about to give out. I need an answer.” He nervously chuckled. I leaned over him and swooped his dreads to the side and kissed him. “Yes, yes I will be your wife!” A warm smile appeared on his face from ear to ear as he got up to kiss me vigorously, but sweetly. He hugged me tightly and in my ear He whispered. “I belong to you now too.” And there we stood in each other’s embrace, I cannot wait to start our lives as Mr. & Mrs. Erik Stevens…

Xhosa lesson:

sithandwa sam - “my love/darling ”

Ndifuna ukuba ubelethe umntwana wam - “I want you to birth my child.”

ikumkani wam - “My Queen”

umfazi - “Wife” (used as in ‘my wife’ in this context)

For the love of money?

This is straight up Erik Killmonger smut, NSFW… barely safe for your house. Haven’t written anything in a minute, but I’m tired of reading everyone else’s shit… it’s my turn.

WARNING:

This contains Stripping, lapdancing, questionable prostitution, rough (but protected) sex, masturbation (male & female), oral sex (male & female), daddy kink, cuss words are all up & through this…

Scene focus: Erik Killmonger x Female AA reader (1st person view)

Saturday Night:

It was another poppin night at Luxe in LA. All the ballers were coming out they paychecks & life savings, drinks fully stocked, weed smoke, legs and ass was all hittin the atmosphere at once; it was damn near an aphrodisiac. Now myself, I was just a bottle girl of 6 months; no way my ass could get in some 8-inch stilettos and work a pole like some of these bitches here. I got in where I fit in and that’s how I liked it, all type of niggas would try to “pull me” on some weak shit. “Aye ma, you the baddest one in here. Lemme get table dance.” or a nigga from VIP thinks he can buy a dance off me. I did what I always do with that shit, Roll my eyes at them & kept it moving. Now some be on some entitlement shit sand try to grab on me and that’s when security gets involved. I simply don’t have the time to go back & forth with a nigga who got plenty of options to get a bitch dry humping his ashy ass dick through his pants. NONE of us should be getting touched anyway, club policy and everyone who comes here knows from jump!

I walked over to the bar and was talking with the bartenders really briefly then I saw him walk in…

As he always did. “Right on schedule.” I spoke under my breath with a club soda in my hand (no drinking liquor on shift. Haha), I forgot the bartender Tasha was in ear shot of me. “Ooh, but girl have you seen how fine he is?” I looked over at her with an indifferent facial expression. “He’s a regular like all the rest of them, how they look mean nothing to me… they all the same, customers.” “Y/N, you buggin because I wouldn’t mind getting acusstomed to sitting on that face of his. And I heard the call him ‘big daddy Erik’ cause they feel his cock when they give him a lap dance. So if it’s true, his lap seems like a good place to be for sho’.” She licked her lips. “Well I give no fucks about all that.” I said

Then I heard my boss calling me. “Y/N get over here, we need to talk.” I looked back at Tasha with a concerned look, she mirrored me and shrugged her shoulders. I walked over to my boss Reggie and looked up at his towering and semi-swole 6’8” frame. “Yeah?” I asked him. “Look Y/N, Rochelle called out last minute and we’re severely short staffed on dancers, so you gotta get on stage tonight.” I gave him the meanest screw face of my life. “Excuse me?” I responded in disbelief. “I don’t dance, I just pass bottles and take drink requests.” he scoffed at me. “And if you wanna keep passing bottles in this club, you better get on that stage tonight.” He started walking away, then I followed him in a panic.

“W-Wait, what about Diana?” “She called out too.” “Robin?” “Her kid is sick.” “Nicolette?” “She’s on vacation.” “Symone?” “She outta town for a funeral.” “Yolanda?!” “She quit last week. I know you never did this before, but I have no other choice and we need Tasha at the bar so you’re it. And you better get ready cause you’re on in 15. This conversation is over, get dressed in the back. Claudia will show you the way.” He slammed the door in my face. I then felt a burning on the side of my face like I was being watched, sure enough it was that guy… Erik looking right at me. I rolled my eyes then walked up, he slightly chucked as if he was amused by my disinterest. I then saw Claudia, she led me to the back and gave me a brief tour. I then took a seat where she led me too and helped me get dressed.

“I see big daddy Erik is in the crowd tonight.” She struck up a convo. I rolled my eyes in annoyance. “What’s the deal with him anyways? He always comes in at the same night, at the same time. Is he like some mental controlling shit or what?” Claudia began to chuckle. “GIRL! He is just a man he likes to be punctual and routine, nothing wrong with that.” “Well he here on time more than me. That’s creepy.” Claudia snickered. “Well Y/N, creepy or not this nigga got deep pockets. I’m talking bout while these niggas are throwing ones at you, he throw a whole stack of C-notes at your feet. I’d make him my best fuckin friend if I was you.” she put me on as she fixed my hair.

“You got stage name?” Claudia asked. I looked up at her in confusion then look at myself in the mirror again. “I don’t know? Maybe sexy Y/N?” Claudia started cracking up at my response. “What? I not creative with names, pick one out for me then since you know more than me.” Claudia regained composure and cleared her throat. “How about? Creamy delight? Because your skin. It feels so soft and smooth, these niggas can’t touch you but they can use their imaginations.” she giggled, then I sighed then looked up to her. “Any advice for me?”

She placed her hands on her hips and tucked in her full bottom lip. “Find a spot that’s not a customer and focus on that and dance like nobody in watching and you feeling yourself. Kill off all inhibition and have fun with it. It’s just dancing, not rocket science.” I nodded. “Imma go let the DJ know your name then you’ll be out there in 5 ok?” “Ok.” I sheepishly replied. Damn, I’m really about to dance out here in front of all these men. If I didn’t need to pay off my tuition and my mom’s medical bills so bad, I would’ve straight walked out this bitch. And yet here I am… doing the one thing I swore I wouldn’t do while working here. I took a deep breath & walked up the stairs leading to the stage. “Stepping on the stage for the first time ever in Luxe LA, please get yo wallets out for the sensual, inticing and oh so decadent Miss Creamy Delight.” The DJ announced, B.E.D. by Jacquees was playing and I walked out into the interchanging, but blinding lights.

I sahayed with my hips a little then noticed myself in the mirror, I looked hot a hell! I focused on that mirror like Claudia said and started dancing. I rolled my hips like never did before, grinding against the pole with my legs wide open. All kinds of men cheering/whooping and throwing their cash on me with no hesitation. It put me on a high, but I noticed Erik didn’t throw any money my way. Then my focus shifted onto him, he’s gonna come off that bread if it’s the last thing I do. I was on the floor crawling towards his direction which was right in front of me on the stage. I licked my lips in front of him, even felt myself up a little for him. But his hands stayed in his pockets, to add insult to injury he got up and walked away.

This nigga walked away? From me?! What the fuck was his deal? He didn’t even change his nonchalant facial expression, I felt insulted for some inexplicable reason. I got up from the floor, grind myself against the pole some more and left the stage as the song faded out. I was PISSED, even though I collected so much money; the fact that Erik dismissed me hurt my pride. I looked bad AF, probably badder than the regulars here and he just walked off like that?! The absolute nerve of this nigga! Claudia came rushing back to where I am and I was still fuming over Erik’s bitch ass. “GIRL!” “I can’t believe that asshole just played me like that?!” I cut her off. “GIRL!” She tried to interject. “Who does this nigga think he is?!” I protested. “GIRL!!!” she increased her speaking volume. “He ain’t worth shit anyway and he’s not that fucking cute anyway.” I crossed my arms. “Yo Y/N!” she yelled out grabbing my shoulders.

“I came here to tell Your simple ass that Erik didn’t walk away from you because he was disinterested, matter a fact he went directly to Reggie and gave up $2,000 just for a private dance with you. That’s 20x’s more than usual, so you did something right.” I looked at her in disbelief. “Are you serious right now?!” I replied. “Girl YES! He probably waiting on you to come out. You better take that money and take him to booth 7 in the back. ONLY booth 7.” I looked confused, but nodded. Claudia took my hand and walked me out and before she let me go… “Booth 7” she whispered in my ear and she released my arm. Reggie signaling me to come over with Erik standing right next to him.

“Y/N I’m sure you’ve heard of Erik, he asked for you for a private dance. You can say no if you want…” “But it’ll be a shame because you really did your thing out there and I like you.” Erik cut him off and licked his lips at me. I started getting wet at the way Erik was now looking at me. “U-um yeah, I’ll be ok to dance for Erik.” I stammered. “Are you sure Y/N? I know this isn’t your thing.” I nodded at him then looked at Erik. “Yeah, I’m sure. Come follow me.” Erik gave Reggie a dap and walked right behind me. I felt his presence on me like an animal about to become prey. I tried keeping my nerves steady, but I kept getting excited at the fact he just dropped two grand on just me. For a little dance, it was unbelievable… it was a little empowering.

I took him to booth 7 and a chuckle came out of his mouth after we entered. I quickly turned around to face him and his eye brows raised. “Damn girl, you get even finer in this light.” He looked me up and down. “Why thank you, but why did you laugh when we got in this room?” He walked over and closed the velvet curtains. “Because all the dancers here know that booth 7 is the one where the security camera is broken, all the real money makers come in here to offer services to clients.” He smirked. “So you mean they have sex in here?!” I questioned.

“That amongst other things, yeah.” He replied. “That’s disgusting, don’t tell me that you think this is what this is. Cause it’s not, I just came to dance that’s it!” He let out a high pitched laugh. “Nah baby girl, I ain’t never had to pay for pussy in my life. But I got friends that do though.” “You got shitty friends.” I replied. “Well, not everybody can be me.” He shrugged his shoulders. I raised my eye brow as I sat down in the crush velvet seat. “And who are you?” He walked over, sat next to me and looked me in the eyes with his barritone voice. “I’m just a nigga who wants a lap dance from you, that’s it. He ended the sentence mocking my voice, then laughed.

I scoffed at him and rolled my eyes as I got up and started to dance. He looked at me with an animalisitic lust in his deep brown eyes. They were drawing me in and I couldn’t resist grinding in his lap. The rumors about ‘Big Daddy Erik’ were true, in fact they may have been under exaggerated. I hopped up as I felt his member against my ass. He looked up a chuckled. “Baby girl don’t be scared, it won’t bite.” He bit his lip in the most cockiest of ways. “Keep dancing on me, I like the way you move on me.” I walked back to him causiously and continued my dance. I got into my groove and led his hands to my waist and kept them there and I grinded on him. The heat of his breath landed between my ear lobe and my neck, getting me wetter than I was earlier. He then was slowly sliding his hand down from my waist into my panties revealing to him my moist core.

“Oh shit.” he breathlessly replied. I shot up at this new feeling and broke our trance. “What are you doing?!” I started panting. “My bad.” he looked at his fingers then me. “I’m not even supposed to touch you but damn you wet as fuck.” I started to get pissed again and was about to walk out. “Wait, wait, wait baby girl, don’t get mad. Look, I mean shit what’s your name again?” “Y/N.” I spoke with an attitude. “I’m sorry Y/N, I got a proposition for you.” “Proposition?! What is this a business deal?!” I folded my arms. “Hear me out, I will give you another 2 G’s. This time directly to you, cause I know you ain’t bout to get the whole 2 G’s I gave Reg.” I raised my eye brow suspiciously. “And what is the catch?” “Just get naked and dance for me again.” I became disgusted. “I told you, I am not a whore and I won’t fuck you for money. HELL. NO!” I protested. “I didn’t say you had to fuck me, I just want you to dance on me naked. And I’m probably the reason you wet anyway, so I’ll throw an extra grand if you let me take your clothes off.” “You’re an arrogant motherfucker huh?” Staring at him with my hands on my waist.

“You bet your fine ass I am, now do you want this bread or nah because I know a couple shorty’s that’ll do more for less.” I was so pissed that he would even pick me off like that. I looked at him in defeat because of my financial needs. “Ok.” I sighed. I walked over to him and he licked his lips at me. I sat across his lap and let him remove my bra that revealed my perky breasts with my erected nipples in tow. He let out a very short, deep moan in agreeance to the sight. He then traced his hands from the small of my back to underneath the thin laced fabric of my panties, gripping my firm, soft ass and hoisted he up to the side of the couch to remove my panties. He started with his hands, then when he got to my knees he completed the mission with his teeth. Then threw my panties to the side along with my bra.

This shit turned me on like a motherfucker, I was so close to reaching my peaking without any penetration whatsoever. “I told you, I’m not trying to fuck you.” I breathlessly tried to resist his charms. “He looked back at me in my eyes, devilishly grinned and said “I know.” He slapped the side of my ass and flipped me back over to my starting position on his lap. We locked eyes in that moment and he softly said “Dance for me lil mama.” I went to work in his lap, my wetness was being transferred from me to the fabric of his pants. He tilt his head fighting himself so hard not to touch me, I was starting to lose control over my body and my mind slowly but surely.

I then laid my head back in between his chest and his neck, his heartbeat was so rapid but soothing to me. I was still grinding on him then looked back at him and he looked up at me and then outta nowhere we were kissing on each other. I turned around on his lap and his hand slipped under my neck and his other hand was palming my ass as I continued to grind in him. I let out a soft moan for him and he returned the favor and went straight for my neck. He was getting me wetter by the second and we couldn’t hold back anymore. He laid me on the side of the couch and while kissing on me started playing with my pussy. “Ahhhh…” I gasped as silently as I could. He then got up and stared at my naked frame. I sat up and looked at him. “What happened?” I asked panting. “Play with yourself for me.” He requested with no forethought. “I’ll give you another $500 if you play with your pussy and another $500 on top of that if you let me beat off as I watch you.” He slightly grabbed on himself.

I blankly stared at him like a man with three heads. “What type of shit you on?” I inquired. He rolled his eyes at me. “Damn girl, I’m getting tired of these questions. We ain’t in class, you gon do it of what?” He got a lil annoyed. “Fine.” I spread my legs full out in front of him and started to play with myself. I saw him take off his shirt, revealed his studded chest. Then he unbuckled his belt and displayed his lengthy dick getting stroked by him. We locked eyes as we pleasured each other, I got off on him and got off on me. We reponded to each other through moans of pleasure and I came first. I was dripping cream all over the couch and my fingers were soaked. He walked over to me and tasted my juices and motioned my fingers into my mouth with his dick still in his hands. Mere inches from my pulsating vagina.

“You want this right?” he stared into my eyes. “Y-yes, yes I do.” I was slurring over my words, I haven’t consumed a single drop of alcohol all night, but I was too intoxicated by his aura to refuse him. Like he already knew the answer, but still asked for my permission as if there was a choice. He looked into my eyes as his face slid further from my face and down my body. My center was embracing its meeting with his mouth, but he stopped right above my clit and looked up at me once more. “Don’t scream too loud for me, ok?” My face grew puzzled as I thought. “Scream? Why the fuck would I do th-“ He interrupt my train of thought but sucking the soul out of my body through my clit. I gasped loudly out of shock and just as quick he covered my mouth with his free hand. He was still jacking off and the sound of it turned me all the way on.

I arched my back with my hips aligned with him. He removed his hand from my mouth and grabbed onto my breast. He started to moan into my body and the sensation made me gush all over his face in an instant. “Oh shit!” I huffed. “I’m so sorry. I-I never did that before.” He wiped his face and licked his lips and tongue kissed me with all my wetness still in his mouth, with no fucks given. “You good ma, besides you taste so damn good.” he softly breathed into my face. “I bet your pussy feels that good too.” I felt his throbbing dick being slapped onto my clit. “Hold on, baby.” He got up and pulled out a Magnum condom then I quickly got up and snatched it from his hand. He raised his eyebrow at me. “Nah baby girl, whatcha doin? I never hit without a hat” I smirked at him. “I wanna show you something.” I got down on my knees right in front of him, unwrapped my golden ticket and placed the condom between my teeth and with my mouth I stretched out the latex over his cock. I felt every vein on him about to pop as he grew excited to see what the fuck else I could do.

“Gahdamn girl, who taught you that?” He looked down in awe. I looked at him as a licked him from his balls to the tip and cupped his head with my whole mouth and sucked a little bit then he held my head back firmly. “You can do all that good shit later, I want that pussy fucked now!” he commanded with such base and power in his voice. It intimidated the hell outta me. “Lay on your stomach and get that ass up.” he demanded. I got up and he slapped my ass. “Hurry the fuck up, I don’t have time to waste with you. I gotta leave soon.” He pushed me onto the couch, grabbed a chunk of my hair and forced it down & spread my legs so far I thought I was gonna cramp. “Shit!” I exclaimed as he rubbed himself in between my sensitive folds.

He started laughing at me. “The fuck you laughing at my nigga.” I looked up at him. “I ain’t even inside you and you can barely handle it. I’m bout to do some damage and I’m not stopping once we start so do you think you can take it?” I was insulted. “You ain’t the only nigga I fucked in my life, don’t get cocky!” He leaned over my compromised frame and whispered in my ear in a hoarse baritone… “You could’ve fucked a thousand niggas in your life and not single fucking once could ever be like me or fuck you like this.” He slowly entered me and I gasped in disbelief of his girth. “Spread that ass, I wanna hear all that shit you were talking while you take it deep.” I obey him and put both of my hands on my ass and spread my cheeks. “Ahhhhh…” I exclaimed in agony. I then felt a pillow hit my head. “What I tell you about that screaming shit?! Bite the pillow or shut the fuck up!”

“Sorry.” I moaned as he continued to pummel me. “Shit you’re so tight and wet as fuck, gahdamn take it all baby girl.” He pumped harder as I adjusted to him inside me. I gripped the fabric on the couch as hard as I could without breaking my nails & I’m biting the pillow so hard I’d probably rip it apart with my teeth alone. “You’re so deep, fuck me up big daddy Erik.” I breathlessly moaned. He obeyed my command and went faster then he grabbed my hair & the other hand slapped my ass and was gripping my waist for dear life. I felt myself building up another climax, he was so merciless with me and my body but that turned me on like no one else could.

“You like it when daddy when gives it to you rough? Huh?” “Yes.” I moaned. “You’re gonna cum for me right now?” “Oh fuck me, yes. Yes Erik, shit!” He now had both hands gripped firmly on my waist as he pounded me. I’m shocked we weren’t caught yet by security. This was so wrong, but so right. I heard his moans from the back and then I released myself all over him and he pulled out. “Turn around.” He motioned the command with his finger. I obeyed him and looked up at him, he was a hot and sweaty, but sexy ass mess. His dreads were all over the place and his bottom lip almost disappeared as he bit his lip looking at me anticipating his reentry inside my body. He looked down at me mirroring his facial expression. “It always the stuck up bitches that are freaky & got the best pussy.” he stated. “I’m not stuck up.” I cooed at him.

“Cut the shit, you didn’t even want to dance out there. I’ve been watching your fine ass do only one thing in this club and if I wasn’t paying you, you probably wouldn’t even speak to a nigga like me. They probably told you I got deep pockets right? That I throw stacks and not ones like these other bums out there.” “I-I” I stammered. “Just tell me you’re only doing this for the money. Cause where I’m going doesn’t allow for cling on’s. I just need to know if you not tryna make this more than this is.”

I looked at him in his eyes. “I’m only doing this for the money.” I replied. He nodded then bit his lower lip and entered me slowly. “Ooooh shit.” my body turned into putty for him. He looked at me like a piece of meat that he just began to feast on. “There you go.” he said in a rough tone. I felt on his studded chest and he swatted my hand away and somehow my legs and ankles were behind my head as he digged me out deeper. “Cummmm for meee.” I hissed at him. My words hit him like venom. “I’ll come whenever I fucking want, however I fucking want–“ He quickly scanned me up & down. “And whereever I fucking want, so you ain’t telling me to do shit.” He huffed in my face.

“Oh really?” I licked lips at him as I slid off his cock. “The fuck you bout to do?” he looked confused. “I’m…” I got on my knees. “about to…” I spread his legs. “make you…” I slid the condom off of him. “cum for me.” I licked my way up from his balls and began sucking him off. Ol’ boy couldn’t fight if he tried, his whole attitude changed instantly. He very gently stroked my hair as I choked on him and his other hand was rubbing between my legs. I came up for air and we were staring in each other’s eyes. “Please don’t stop.” He stroked my face. I licked his soaked shaft and filled my mouth with him again. Now I was staring at him as I continued. “Ahhh fuck girl, you wanna watch me huh?”

He grabbed onto my hair and pushed me deeper. “Concentrate baby.” he breathed. I relaxed my throat more and went lower. “Oh ffffffuuuuuck… yessss.” He hissed and his grip on my hair tightened. “Shit, ride my face baby girl.” I got up a grabbed the spit coming out my mouth and rubbed it on his dick as I got ready to face fuck Erik. “Nah, nah… you gon keep sucking this dick mama.” he growled intensely. I flipped my body over and arched my back till my lips grazed his pulsating cock. He wasted no time spreading my ass and eating me the fuck out. I put in work straight after he did, I was taking him in all in at once. He moaned deep inside of me and my juices ran down straight to his mouth. The sound of him having me on his face made me pleasure him even harder. He smacked my ass so hard my face popped up from his lap. “Oh my bad baby.” he chuckled. I looked back at him and grinned then went back to work.

I knew he was close to his peak, his grip on my thighs tightened as his motions with his tongue became more sloppier and labored. He released one of his hands and used it push my head further down his shaft. I began to gag in pleasure, he let me catch my breath as my saliva drowned his dick and kept flowing out of my mouth. I stroked him with my hands as he repositioned me onto his face. He jiggled both of my cheeks and pushed me off of him. “Get on your knees.” he ruggedly breathed. I obeyed him as he started stroking himself.

I licked my lips and hastily began giving him head again. His moans started to become a whimper. He was getting weaker and weaker for me and I want to capitalize the fuck out of this moment. “Ah fuck Y/N, fuck!” He was losing all sense of control and he couldn’t resist me anymore. He yanked himself out of my mouth in full force and he came all over my face and worked his way down to my breasts. There was so much of him all over me that even he marveled at the sight.

“Oh shit, I never came like that before. Gotdamn girl, I might come back for you.” I giggled at him, then licked him off of my lips and swallowed him down as I enjoyed his cream all over my chest and I licked my breasts. He grabbed my face with his index finger and his thumb and looked directly into my eyes while biting his lips. “I taste that good huh?” I could only nod in response, then he let my face go and I cleaned myself off.

I sat on my knees and was getting dressed as was Erik. “So where you heading after this?” I inquired. He furrowed his brow looking down at me. “Well, if you must know I’m flying to Africa in the morning.” He fastened his belt and grabbed his shirt. I raised my eye brow in interest. “Wow, that sounds interesting. I’ve always wanted to go to the Motherland. I wish I could go with you, I bet it’s so beautiful. He smirked softly at me and I sat on the velvet couch tracing random patterns on the fabric.

”Maybe one day I’ll come back and take you, I honest to God wish I could stay but I can’t. It’s been fun baby girl.” He walks over to me and kisses me on my forehead and hands me the money he owed. “Do you have family out there at least?” I asked as he was walking out. He paused and slightly turned his head towards me. “Yeah, It’s more like a little… family reunion.” Then he walked out of the room.

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Warning: Language, Dom!Erik, Sub!Reader, Smut. Finally!! Everyone’s consensus is that Erik is a jerk and I agree. Sleepy af writing this. Sorry if it’s not great.

Part 7: Forward

‘Doesn’t matter what we do’ yeah right. If it didn’t matter he wouldn’t keep leaving. But it was typical of him to come charging back expecting the world to stop at his command as if he were Beyonce. You close the door and go back into the kitchen. You have turkey burgers with onion, cooked kale, sweet tea, and sweet fluffy cornbread. You just need to take out the mac and cheese.

“I just think it’s funny how you clock me for getting jealous but then you get jealous and throw a whole damn tantrum,” you say removing the casserole dish from the oven.

“One, watch your mouth. I ain’t even here to fight with you. Two, I wasn’t jealous because I’m not like you. I was pissed at the disrespect from BOTH of y'all and unlike YO scary ass, I wasn’t finna sit there and take it. Don’t neither of y'all deserve this premium dick to be honest.”

“Great because I’m not asking for it.”

“Which is why you won’t get it. In fact…”

He makes a direct b-line for your bedroom and your sixth sense warns you that he’s up to no good. You throw down your oven mitt to follow him. He throws open your drawers and you dive in front of him to block his warpath, shoving him, but he shoves you aside. You try building up the inertia to tackle him in a run, but he dodges and you miss horribly crashing to the floor. “Ow,” you murmur feeling a pain in your knee. Then it’s too late. When you look up he has your rabbit and bullet in his hands.

“WHY WOULD YOU SNIFF THAT,” you yell frowning in disgusted horror. You do clean your toys after every use, but still! He had absolutely no shame. God knows how deep his kinks ran.

“Mind ya fuckin business,” he snaps and you look at the digital clock on your nightstand that your mom gave you in college. It’s getting late which means he’ll only get worse. “You ain’t getting no dick and no play period. No toys and if you push me, no fingers. I’ll cut them shits off and you’ll be nuttin on ya damn knuckles.”

“What the hell?! Nigga, you are severely unhinged..”

—

"And since you know that, you got one more time to cuss at me. Try me. I swear I been waitin on this shit,” he squatted to her eye level and held her gaze like a predator, ready to spring at any attitude she returned. She was lowkey pushing him and he could feel it. She was like Shay in that way and he could tell she was wet by the dilation of her pupils, the sexual energy behind her aggression, and the fact she was still sitting on the floor staring up at him with expectation. She wanted something to happen, but did she deserve it? That was a loaded question. She shut up quick and there was a solid pause. No she definitely didn’t deserve it.

"Punk ass.” He rolled his eyes, standing, and she finally picked herself up from the floor, moving to the doorway.. out of his physical reach. She turned on her heel, brave now that she’d walked away. He listened carefully, still ready.

“Look, Stevens. I don’t know what you’re used to with your other subs, but I don’t care how attractive or smart you are. I’m smart too,“ she continued and he almost melted from the cuteness. This was her little speech and she wanted to storm away after to reclaim some sense of control. He let her finish. "And a friendship with me requires mutual respect. So all of this attitude,” she gestured around him to his general aura, “…Needs to die. Fast.”

“There you go with that friendship shit, but you absolutely right and I been fuckin up witchu,” he stepped closer to her and she stepped back. “Calm yo punk ass down, damn.” He hated when she acted that way, nervous and jumpy around him. It was always when she knew she was in danger of being fucked. He wished she’d just relax and let things happen. He passed her in the hall and strolled back into the kitchen. He was hungry and tired of fussing. He didn’t come over for all that. He just wanted to spend some quality time with her and to ease her mind, not increase her anxiety.

“Get you a plate,” he ordered when Y/N surfaced. He watched, tired, as she rolled her eyes and turned to her cabinet, pausing with her hand on a red plate. She whipped back around folding her arms over her chest.

“No,” she said blankly. He stared at her, waiting for her to expound, and her boldness resurfaced. “No, you know what? This is my house and you don’t own shit here. You act a damn fool, insult me, steal my shit, then wanna eat my food? No. You can leave.”

The air was quiet as he stared at her, holding her attention. Her eyes threatened to falter under his icy gaze, but they peered back at him enforcing her words. She meant it or at least.. The pettiness in her was trying to convince her that she did. ‘You don’t own shit,’ she’d said. It echoed in his ears. He heard it clearly.

—

Something told you to run when he stared at you like a serial killer, but you’d chanced it because to a degree, you knew him. You knew he would never hurt you physically and that you didn’t need to be afraid or nervous. But then he’d never given you that look before either and it sent a strong chill through your spine. He lunges with killer speed and your surprised shriek is cut off by his strong hand covering your mouth. Your arm is seized by his and his body traps your back against the fridge, subduing you completely.

“You know, Y/N.. At first I thought a slow pace would be best for you. I ain’t wanna push my luck.” His nose grazes your neck intensifying your chills. You feel his breathy chuckle light against your throat. You try to pull away but it’s of no use, he has you pinned. His eyes are deceptively calm.

“But after today? I realized something about you..” His lips press into the sensitive skin of your neck repeatedly making small smacking noises. His hand travels quickly under the band of your panties. You can feel his breath tickle your skin throwing your breathing out of whack. “You got hoe tendencies,” he continues and you stiffen, somewhat insulted.. again, but still unable to breathe properly.

“Mhm. Hoe ten-den-cies,“ he repeats enunciating for emphasis, "You fast as hell when you think I won’t violate you. Like when you be flirting through text. Wearing them booty shorts with your thick ass jiggling in my face. Then you wanna rub that pussy in my house?” He tuts, “You ain’t think that shit would add up?” He’s the one who told you to masturbate so that didn’t count. The hairs on your arm and neck stand to attention as his mustache and beard prick at your neck and jaw. His fingers sweep between your lower lips and you can feel that you’re already soaked. You groan against the hand that’s clamped tightly over your mouth, unable to hold back the sound.

“Shut the fuck up,” he growls, nose meeting yours. His thick finger plunges into your wet opening easily and you hold in the sounds, eyes fluttering tightly shut. A second finger slips in and they spread apart stretching you as he places a kiss to your forehead. You shudder in his arms at the variety of sensations.

“I don’t own shit, huh,” he breathes into your neck and you don’t know whether to answer or 'shut the fuck up’, but the latter seems all you can do regardless. His fingers pull out of you and he inhales them as though they are doused in some wonderful fragrance before putting them into his mouth and licking his lips. What was up with him and sniffing everything? Aside from that, you wish he’d given you time to purchase the flavored lube. His actions were causing your anxiety to flare.

“Kiss me,” he says dropping his hand from your mouth and his soft lips land on yours, his tongue invading the space between. You taste yourself. You can’t wait to get that lube. Resistance becomes futile as you melt into him, returning the fervor. You couldn’t help the small sounds that escaped you as your tongues wrestled. It was the intimacy that you craved. You loved kissing Erik.

His hands move down your hips to your thighs and then he pulls, lifting you quickly by the thighs. This time your legs are on either side of him and you wrap your arms around his neck for balance. It made you nervous each time he lifted you. You knew he was strong, but you weren’t at all small and if he dropped you or hit your head on something, you’d be pissed.

“Erik… Chill out. Let’s take this slow,” you reason as he carts you to your bedroom. You know what comes after a kiss like that and it’s not a movie. His response is a peck on your lips. He is moving this situation between you two along way too quickly for your comfort. It hasn’t even been a day since you agreed to his rules. He was taking them seriously. “Erik! I’m not–” He slams you on your bed and you bounce. “I’m not prepar–”

“Didn’t I say shut the fuck up? Say one more thing I’m a fuck you till you can’t walk.. angelcakes.”

The affection was tacked on again at the end, an afterthought. He must get much rougher than this with his other subs. You shut your lips, clamping them tightly together. You don’t doubt his capabilities in the least and you aren’t ready for that level of extreme.

“Yo punk ass wanna be Speedy Gonzalez at the wrong times and shit, but you got the right nigga tonight,” he says looking you up and down. “Strip. I’m a count to ten and I better see skin.” Scared of what could happen to you if you fail, you’re butt naked by seven and he crawls onto the bed between your legs, keeping them spread. He pushes them apart wider, raising your knees. The air hits your vagina. This isn’t good. You feel vulnerable and exposed while he’s still fully clothed.

“I tell you what to do, you do it. That was our arrangement, but you seem to have forgotten. Is it because I left today?” Before you can respond, he continues. “I don’t really care. Be mad, but you WILL obey me. Do you understand?”

Nope. But you nod and he pinches your nipple hard forcing a small falsetto yelp from your lips. “You said dont talk,” you grit following up quickly with an “I hear you.” Jerk. How did you end up in this situation with him?

“You hear, but do you understand? Tell me what you’ll do when I give you an order.”

“I’ll obey,” you say fighting the urge to kiss your teeth in annoyance. He’s so extra. His warm yet rough hands land on your skin, roaming and grasping over your torso and you squirm under his touch, annoyance slowly fading bit by bit. Though you’ve been extremely nervous and hesitant, you’ve also been incredibly horny and touch-starved. It felt amazing to be massaged and loved on after so many solo years. When he grips and kneads your titties, you arch into his palms, glad to finally rub against him in some way.

“Touch yourself,” he commands and your hand finds your clit like this morning when you masturbated at his house. This time, he could see everything. You begin to rub in circular motions while his fingers play with your erect nipples. Erik is entranced by the view of your stimulated vulva and there’s no discomfort in his eyes which makes you feel accepted. You were worried for nothing, it seems. He watches you play, fingers dancing to the left of your clit and down to the source of the wetness. He’s as into it as you are and he can’t even feel what your fingers are doing. You smile at the thought. Suddenly his fingers move yours out of the way.

“Daddy’s turn.”

—

The moment his tongue connected to her pussy and she gasped, he knew it was a wrap. She would be putty in his hands going forward, lil fast ass. He was able to watch her patterns while she masturbated and recreate them with precision, strumming her clit like Carlos Santana on a guitar. He was making her cry, but this wasn’t just an exploration. Oh no. She’d fucked that up. This was a punishment. He’d warned her twice to watch her mouth talking to him, yet she was still talking crazy.

All shame went out the window replaced with a strong urge to cum as she jerked and thrusted beneath him. That was all he wanted for her. He licked and sucked at her dripping core until he could see she was losing control, grabbing her own titties. “Mmm, Mhm,” he moaned in encouragement and somehow it made her even wetter. She tasted good and he was happy for her progress as well as his meal. But she still ain’t deserve to cum just yet. She especially didn’t deserve the dick. She needed to suffer. His fingers returned thrusting inside of her slippery pink walls without him breaking the vacuum seal his lips had on her swollen clit and she moaned deeply. He officially had her in his hand and he was determined to milk her and bring her to the edge as many times as possible. Once. Twice. Three times. He kept pulling back right before she could explode and she was shitty, boy. It was what she deserved.

“Nope. Don’t touch my pussy,” he’d said when she tried to finish the job herself. He’d never seen her so desperate and needy, but it was only the beginning. He’d meant what he said earlier about her asking for the dick and he intended to make her beg. The way her body arched from the bed, begging wordlessly, she could get there by tonight.

His fingers curved to massage her g-spot with the intent of bringing her to the edge of climax for the fourth time. It didn’t take long to do, she was already hovering close to that zone. Her body thrashed at the point where she would normally let up on the pressure during masturbation to spare herself, but he didn’t let up one bit, he went harder, smirking at her attempts to push him back and grab his arm. She knew he wouldn’t let her cum and he knew exactly how to push a woman’s body and pull it back. She needed to learn that she was no longer controlling the pace. That was dead.

“Oh nah, you wasn’t shy when you put your pussy in that bitch face. Don’t be scared now. Open them pretty eyes, I want you watch me eat this pussy.” He flipped her thick legs over her head, folding her body so she would get an unobstructed view of his long tongue on her pussy above her, his hands gripping and pushing back her calves. He dragged his tongue up and down her slit from her opening up to her clit and back. This was the most basic shit and she’d never admit to loving and fantasizing about it, but her wetness didn’t lie. “You love this shit. Daddy’s little hoe,” he teased.

—

Your eyes roll back in your head and you’ve long given up on holding in your moans.

“Please, Erik,” you beg. You’re torn between your pride and being too far gone to care. Every second with every long lick takes you further into dangerous territory.

“Erik ain’t here.”

“Eri- Daddy. I wanna cum.. I need to cum. Please, daddy…,” you breathe unsteadily and he looks sympathetic. You know that look and he’s incapable of sympathy. You push onto his fingers, but he pulls them out of you again. You whine at the loss.

“Stop playing!” You feel a tear of frustration escape. He was taking this teasing thing too far. And you’d even called him the nickname.. twice!

“Aww, angelcakes. Don’t worry I won’t make you cum yet, I know how slow you need things to go. You ain’t prepared to cum yet.”

“Please, I’m ready. Daddy, I’m ready,” you beg feeling desperate and a little crazed, in need of relief.

“Nah I don’t want you to think I don’t respect you. You smart and you deserve to be respected. So get up, let’s go eat.”

“Nigga…,” you sigh in exasperation. “You get on my nerves so bad, I swear.” You almost want to cry, but you reign it in with a deep and long exhale. He moves away watching you with a humored expression.

“I ain’t say put your clothes back on. Drop it.”

Kissing your teeth, you drop your shirt. “Man, I need a shower. My thighs are wet and I refuse to ruin my furniture because of it.” His gleaming smile is an irritant to your soul, simultaneously pissing you off and turning you on.

“I need to supervise you. Make sure you don’t start touching spots that ain’t yours to touch.”

Rolling your eyes you grab a towel and washcloth from your linen closet and trot to the bathroom. He makes himself comfortable leaning against the closed door where he watches you turn on the shower and jump back at the spray of cold water that hits your side. His laugh spurts and you throw the soap bar at him in a hard pitch. That’s funny too apparently. He returns the soap and the water warms enough for you to get under it. You halfway expect him to join you, but he doesn’t. It’s unnerving feeling his stare during such a private moment, but you manage to ignore it and clean yourself up. He hands you your towel and after you dry off, you wrap up with it.

“Now dinner.”

You nod your agreement. This time he points to a chair and you sit and wait at your dining table while he fishes out two plates with utensils and glasses, plating your meals and setting the table. This energy feels more like a typical Friday movie night energy and while you’re disappointed you didn’t get the chance to cum, you welcome your best friend’s reappearance.

“So, where DID you go when you abandoned me earlier,” you ask with a bite of turkey burger. You had to ask, you were curious. You figured he’d gone to get his rocks off with a different, less infuriating sub.

“Shay’s,” he confesses. “You said abandoned? It ain’t like I left you tied to the bed. You were comfortable. Probably masturbated right after I left like you’ll do when I leave tonight. Only this time you’ll have to use your fingers.”

—

“And because I know how you work, yes, I fucked her. But don’t trip, I broke things off with her right after. She’s out and you’re my new number three.” Her face gave it away, she ain’t like that much, but she wouldn’t argue. She already knew what it was. Still, like Shay, she wanted to be the only, but that wouldn’t work for him. Not just yet because she wasn’t ready to keep up with him. With Shay, not ever because he wasn’t interested.

“I didn’t ask you all that,” she snapped defensively. That’s the thing, she ain’t have to.

“Mhm, so other than masturbating and cooking this bomb ass food, what you do after I left?” he eyed her, stabbing into his mac and cheese.

“After you abandoned me to run off and no doubt have obscenely kinky sex all because you were mad at me?” He had to smile. There was no pulling the wool over her eyes. “Oh, I took a nap and then finally made it to the Coffee Bean. Then I watched Deadpool 2 and did some laundry.”

“You watched it without me,” his head cocked to the side in genuine disappointment. They were supposed to watch that together when a working stream was posted. He met her proud smirk with a strong stare which only made her smirk more smug.

“This why I like you. Why you don’t show this side to other people? You might actually get some friends.“

Her smug grin turned into a glare, eyes narrowing into a chagrined expression. "How you just assume i don’t have friends?”

“Well, first.. if you did you wouldn’t be alone or with me so often. Two, who with friends stays home as often as you do? Three, you never talk about friends, just the people at your job and made up characters you seen on screen. Next question.” He had to read her like that for her own good, but he knew it would come back.

“And what about you,” here we go, “I bet the only people you talk to outside of your job, whatever that is, Tommy… are your subs.”

She was right, but he didn’t need friends. She needed and deserved to have a bunch of kind-hearted people like her around who care about her.

“It ain’t your job to worry about me. I’m thinkin bout you. We gone get you some good lil friends, ma, and you’ll be good. No niggas though.”

“What’s that matter? What ever happened to me doing whatever I want outside of being with you? You having a little difficulty?”

“Find a nigga that can give you something I can’t and then I’ll be jealous. Until then, I just ain’t helping you find nigga friends because it’s a high chance they won’t be genuine or good for you.”

“You were..”

She meant it, he could feel that in his heart. It felt good to be praised by her. A smile played on the corner of his lips, but he fought it. “My intentions weren’t pure and they still aren’t.”

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Masterlist

Key List: ( ) means theres some smutty smut 

The Video:( Part 1 )  ( Part 2 )

Issa Reunion: ( Chapter 1 )  Chapter 2   Chapter 3  Chapter 4  ( Chapter 5 ) Chapter 6   Chapter 6.5  ( Chapter 7 )  ( Chapter 8/ Final )

Issa Reunion 2.0: 

Issa Reunion Visuals: The House   Vamp Inspo  The Strip Club  Vamp Inspo 2  The New House *Thanks To Taylor*   

Mob Boss Zaddy: ( Chapter 1 ) ( Chapter 2 ) ( Chapter 3 ) ( Chapter 4 )  Chapter 5  My Lil Grimey Nigga ( Side Chapter )  

Mob Boss Zaddy Visuals: The House   Zaddy Inspo   KuKu 1  KuKu 2  KuKu 3  [ Set 1 ]  [ Set 2 ]  [ Set 3 ]   [ Set 4 ] 

Doctors Orders: ( Chapter 1 )  ( Chapter 2 )

My New Toy: ( Part 1 )  ( Part 2 )

The Tutor: ( Part 1 )  ( Part 2.5 )

Forbidden: ( Part 1 )  ( Part 2 )

Birthday Video Call: ( Part 1 )

Who Is She?: ( Chapter 1 )

One Shots: ( The Apology )  ( Tell Me About Your Day )  ( The Heat )  ( I Hate You )  ( His Personal Lawyer )  ( Oh That’s Funky )  Fuck That BBQ!  

Anon One Shots: Henny Dick   Faked Orgasm   Erik’s Turn Ons   Her Lil Girlfriend  First Kiss  Christina Piercing  He Hit?  Period Comfort  ( Own The Dick )  5 Stages Of Grief  ( I Love You ) 

T’Challa: 

T’Challa’s Daughter 

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Master List Of My Master List

Im starting college next week and I don’t know if I have time to update like I usually do. I’ll be busy moving in and starting classes so here’s a small ass list of all my master list. My last class of the day ends at 2:30 so of course I will write more in the near future but anywho enjoy these for the time being whores

Surfaced Master List *T’challa x POC (Mermaid) Reader* [Fairytale Series]

Letters To Y/N *Chadwick x POC Reader* (Finished)

Doll House *T’challa,Erik Killmonger, M’Baku,Lakeith Stanfield Fan Fic* 

Honey Love  *Chadwick/Michael B/Lakeith Stanfield Fanfic* (Finished)

Honey Love 2 *Chadwick/Michael B/Lakeith Stanfield Fanfic* 

Head Canons and One Shots 

Scarlet Rose *Erik Killmonger x POC Reader* [Fairytale Series](Coming Soon) 

Dawn Before Darkness *Lakeith Stanfield x POC Reader* [Fairytale Series](Coming Soon)

Red *Erik Killmonger Fanfic* (Coming Soon)

Imagine: getting a new nigga and Erik finds out and shows up to your apartment 💀🤦🏾‍♀️

BlackPantherImagines Masterlist

Updated: 08/23/2018

These are all the stories that I have written so far, I will update them as I finish the series and one shots! This list only consist of Reader Inserts (Y/N) because I ONLY WRITE READER INSERTS! (Please keep that in mind when you send in a request.)

I write for any MCU(Marvel Cinematic Universe) character, but the main theme of my blog is Black Panther. You can send in request via Ask/Message, I’ll tag you unless you want to be anonymous.

Warning: Most stories include NSFW themes/context.

I DO NOT WRITE:

T’Cherik/T’Shuri/N’Shuri or any other disgusting incestual relationship people come up with. (ANY INCESTUAL REQUEST WILL BE BLOCKED!)

Shuri with any man that is older than her. (I will write inserts with you and Shuri.)

NON-CON/RAPE

Everything else is open, unless I say otherwise.

I. First Love (One shot)

Erik and You have been friends for a long time, but one night and one mistake changes your relationship for the worse.

“Erik, listen to me. It was a mistake, I didn’t mean for it to happen..”

II. Liberation

You go out with a friend for a much needed break from school and life.

“You didn’t know this man, but something in his gaze was… Predatory.”

Part I •|• Part II •|• Part III

III. Operation: Honey Pot

You are sent out to obtain information on Ulysses Klaw, you will do whatever is necessary to complete your mission.

“If they wanted the Target alive, you were a Bounty Hunter. But if they wanted the Target dead, well then… You did what you have to do.”

Part I •|• Part II •|• Part III •|• Part IV •|• Part V •|• Finale I •|• Finale II •|• Finale III 

IV. Countdown (One shot)

Erik has been away from home for a long time, and you’ve missed him dearly, simultaneously making the people around you suffer.

“The side of his bed was ice cold, but you started to sleep with pillow, his scent seemed to be embedded in the goose feathers and it helped soothe your mind.”

V. Soft. (One shot)

Erik has been sent to kill someone important, a quick and easy mission turns into a hard decision to save his career or his heart.

“He didn’t stop, and he didn’t respond, even when his heart studdered in his chest at your admission.”

VI. ILANGA (Updating Series)

An Unknown form has crashed into the Great Vibranium Hill.

Part I •|• Part II •|• Part III •|• Part IV

VII. Death of A Bachelor (One shot)

Erik’s bachelor life is about to end, may he rest in peace.

“But I love you, usana,” he uttered in that foreign language close to your ear. He rarely spoke it around you, only on the phone with certain people and when he was trying to get under your skin. Like right now.”

Part I •|• Part II

VIII. The Library (One Shot)

You, Erik and some spiked tea in an empty library at midnight, a recipe for success.

“Y’know what goes good with a warm cup of tea?” you heard the woman speak and you turned to look at her. Once she saw that your attention was on her, she continued. “A really good book, there’s a library across the street, opened just as late as me.”

IX. Soldier (Drabble)

AU!Gender-bender(Female Erik Killmonger) drabble inspired by A Masterpiece.

“This was the most she has ever said in your presence, and as you listened to her raspy slurs you couldn’t help the racing of your heart.”

I. Cyber Girl (One shot)

Erik introduces T’Challa to internet porn and he later on discovers Live Cam Girls.

“Enter your password, Imma show you some enlightening shit.”

II. Insubordinate (Updating Series)

T’Challa takes punishment in his own hands when he approaches a wayward War Dog about her lack of responsibility.

“T’Challa looked to your form kneeling at his feet, you were topless. He felt his eye twitch in irritation, and he felt heat bloom in his chest. Jealousy.”

Part I •|• Part II •|• Part III •|• Part IV

I. Flower Girl (One shot)

You go out to find Shuri after you wake up alone in bed.

“You grabbed another flower from behind you; a beautiful, bright blue orchid that you’ve only seen in this garden.”

I. The Parlor (T’Challa Udaku + Reader + N’Jadaka Udaku)

Part I •|• Part II

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* = Smut

X = Written Before the release of Black Panther (Information may be inaccurate// not align with the film)

Updated: 4/24/2019

T’Challa:

One-Shots:

X - Cats (One-Shot)

X - Why  -    PART 2 (Smut) *

- Enough For Now (One-Shot)

Headcanons:

X - Height Headcanons

X - Child Prince Headcanons

X - Jealousy Headcanon

X - Lingerie Headcanon *

X - NSFW Headcanons *

X - Kinks Headcanons *

- Dom/Sub Headcanons *

Erik Killmonger:

One-Shots:

X - Late Again (Drabble)

X - Halloween Party (One-Shot // Smut) *

X - Imprint (One-Shot // Smut)*

- A Man In Love (Drabble) *

- V.I.P (Erik x Reader x M’Baku // Smut)*

- Daddy’s Home (One-Shot)

- Y’all Again? (One-Shot)

- Okay? Okay. (One-Shot)

- Prisoner of Love (One-Shot)

- Family Cookout (Blurb)

Headcanons:

X - Expecting Headcanons

X - Food Headcanons

X - Crying Headcanon

X - NSFW Headcanons *

X - Foot Fetish Headcanon *  - PART 2 *

X - Halloween Headcanons

X - Lingerie Headcanon *

X - Jealous Headcanons

Series:

- Kevin’s Heart: Part One - Part Two

- Untitled Series: Part One - Part Two - Part Three - Part Four - Part Five - Part Six -Part Seven - Part Eight - Part Nine - Part Ten - Part Eleven - Part Twelve - Part Thirteen - Ty’s Blurb - Untitled Series Directory

M’Baku:

One-Shots:

- V.I.P (Erik x Reader x M’Baku // Smut)*

- You Owe Her An Apology (Drabble)

Headcanons:

- Scraped M’Baku Headcanon

- M’Baku Titty Worship Headcanon *

- Whipped Headcanon 

Series:

- The Prince: Part One - Part Two - Part Three

Bucky Barnes:

Series:

- Red Heads (Smut)* - PART 2 

Trevante Rhodes:

One-Shots:

- Heat (Smut)* 

- A “Warning” Kiss (Blurb)

- Touch Down (One-Shot)

Series:

 - Log Cabin And A Brewing Fire: Part One - Part Two - Part Three - Part Four - Part Five - Part Six

- Dadvante Series: Cake - You Want A What? - A “Please” Kiss (Blurb) - Cake III (Coming soon)

Miscellaneous:

- Wakandan Boys Foot Fetish (ft.TChalla, Erik, M’Baku, WKabi, Bucky, Everett)* 

- Is This Love? (Morkurra x Reader)

- Tag List (Coming Soon)

~*~

Please let me know if I’ve missed anything! I haven’t made an updated masterlist in a very long time

* = Smut

X = Written Before the release of Black Panther (Information may be inaccurate// not align with the film)

Updated: 4/24/2019

T’Challa:

One-Shots:

X - Cats (One-Shot)

X - Why  -    PART 2 (Smut) *

- Enough For Now (One-Shot)

Headcanons:

X - Height Headcanons

X - Child Prince Headcanons

X - Jealousy Headcanon

X - Lingerie Headcanon *

X - NSFW Headcanons *

X - Kinks Headcanons *

- Dom/Sub Headcanons *

Erik Killmonger:

One-Shots:

X - Late Again (Drabble)

X - Halloween Party (One-Shot // Smut) *

X - Imprint (One-Shot // Smut)*

- A Man In Love (Drabble) *

- V.I.P (Erik x Reader x M’Baku // Smut)*

- Daddy’s Home (One-Shot)

- Y’all Again? (One-Shot)

- Okay? Okay. (One-Shot)

- Prisoner of Love (One-Shot)

- Family Cookout (Blurb)

Headcanons:

X - Expecting Headcanons

X - Food Headcanons

X - Crying Headcanon

X - NSFW Headcanons *

X - Foot Fetish Headcanon *  - PART 2 *

X - Halloween Headcanons

X - Lingerie Headcanon *

X - Jealous Headcanons

Series:

- Kevin’s Heart: Part One - Part Two

- Untitled Series: Part One - Part Two - Part Three - Part Four - Part Five - Part Six -Part Seven - Part Eight - Part Nine - Part Ten - Part Eleven - Part Twelve - Part Thirteen - Ty’s Blurb - Untitled Series Directory

M’Baku:

One-Shots:

- V.I.P (Erik x Reader x M’Baku // Smut)*

- You Owe Her An Apology (Drabble)

Headcanons:

- Scraped M’Baku Headcanon

- M’Baku Titty Worship Headcanon *

- Whipped Headcanon 

Series:

- The Prince: Part One - Part Two - Part Three

Bucky Barnes:

Series:

- Red Heads (Smut)* - PART 2 

Trevante Rhodes:

One-Shots:

- Heat (Smut)* 

- A “Warning” Kiss (Blurb)

- Touch Down (One-Shot)

Series:

 - Log Cabin And A Brewing Fire: Part One - Part Two - Part Three - Part Four - Part Five - Part Six

- Dadvante Series: Cake - You Want A What? - A “Please” Kiss (Blurb) - Cake III (Coming soon)

Miscellaneous:

- Wakandan Boys Foot Fetish (ft.TChalla, Erik, M’Baku, WKabi, Bucky, Everett)* 

- Is This Love? (Morkurra x Reader)

- Tag List (Coming Soon)

~*~

Please let me know if I’ve missed anything! I haven’t made an updated masterlist in a very long time

Here, sis.

My First & His Only

Audience: Any female… that’s black.

Characters: Erik Killmonger x Chubby AA female

Content: Fluff & Smut, Smut & Fluff Redeemed!Erik Feels!Erik Protective!Erik Funny!Erik SoftBoi!Erik Romantic?Erik

A/N: This also contains body image issues, eating disorder and fat shaming triggers & a physical altercation & This song for her, this song for him & quote inspired me too. Light choking, ANGST, we’re using some Xhosa bih and of course daddy kink. Please forgive the lateness of this post…

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Prompt: Losing your virginity to Erik

Concept: You started dating a young man by the name of Erik Stevens for 4 years, saying he’s “rough around the edges” is a HUGE understatement. He rarely talks and when he does he practically insults EVERYBODY, especially white people. But when you go to his apartment he’s a completely different man… He cooks, cleans, he’s obsessed with anime (especially Naruto & My Hero Acadimia) and he actually smiles and laughs like a total goof, even more so around you. He has his moments, especially when the news is on, but he’s always extra gentle with you. He himself couldn’t explain it, but you are a virgin. You never told him, in fact you lied saying you’re celibate every time he came too close and he backed off every time. You even sleep on the couch when you spend the night just so you don’t seem like you weren’t entertaining any ideas. No one gets why he has you so sprung, except you and that’s how you liked it. You’re fifth year anniversary with him is nearing and you think it’s time to make him the one. You’re nervous, but ready. Ready to please him and be pleased by him for the very first time. We start on the morning of the anniversary…

Morning:

“Good morning sleepy head.” I smirked looking down at my love while he wipes the sleep from his eyes shirtless in his bed. Then I walked over to the stove wearing one of my oversized T-shirts and some shorts I left here a few nights ago making breakfast for us.

“Smells good.” His sleepy voice danced in my ear as he kissed my neck and hugged on my plush waist. “What you cooking for me today?” He obnoxiously licked his lips. I raised an eyebrow as I turned to him.

“I made eggs, home fries, beef sausage, turkey bacon, the waffles are almost done & I already set up the fruit and orange juice for you and apple juice for me. I would’ve made pancakes, but you’re out of batter. I’ll buy some today.” I answered while shifting my attention between burners on the stove.

Then I heard “We don’t love em’” playing on my Beats pill and I just got to twerking like it ain’t shit & Erik definitely noticed. “Ayyyye, I’m on that!” Erik shot up & started dancing with me. He was acting a whole fool with me and we enjoyed every second of it.

“Damn girl, a man will never leave home hungry or twerked on messing around with you.” He responded smiling. I giggled at him as he sat back down.

I always loved it when he smiled, he always had a gorgeous smile. The kind, gentle spirit he was a little secret between the two of us. “I know that’s right, so you better treat me real good.” I swerved my hips to the side to look back at him. “Or else…” I raised my eyebrow at him.

He snickered like a child at my “attitude”. “Ok, ok Y/N. You got it.” He raised both hands up in defeat. “Go wash up, I’m almost done.” I demanded. “One day you gon let me cook for you.” He followed. “Why? So you can burn the whole block down?! Uhh, I think the fuck not!” I furrowed my brow.

“WHAT?! Girl, I got SKILLS. Stop tryna play me.” He placed his hands on his chest. “Erik, you couldn’t even work the toaster I bought you.” I side eyed him. “Ay, That contraption was the spawn of Satan. It had a whole damn mind of its own.

All a toaster needs is ONE or two buttons TF it had all that extra shit for?!” “Aight, whatever.” I rolled my eyes at him hard. He then ran up on me and tickled my sides and playfully squeezed my hips till I cried.

“Stoooooppppp, you gonna make me burn itttttttt…” he kissed me hard on my cheek as he chuckled and he walked off into the bathroom.

I finished getting the food ready and fixed both your plates and set the table up like something outta Martha Stewart. He came out looking extra delicious and he knew it the way he bit his lip at me and swaggered his way to the dining table & sat down.

“Damn you look sexy Y/N, I wish I could eat you instead of this food.” He bit his bottom lip and raised an eyebrow at me. I put my hands on my hips and turned to him. “Now Erik, you already know I–“ “Yeah I know, you’re celibate. Sorry babe, I’m not used to being without it y’know.” He shrugged.

“But that’s ok, I don’t need it to be in love with you Y/N. You are so beautiful, smart, funny and thoughtful.” I looked up at him with a warm smile. “I’m in love with you too Erik. Shit.” I kept my smile plastered on. He then hopped out his seat and caressed my face and kissed my lips gently.

“Let’s eat baby girl, I’ll show why I love you all throughout today. You’ll never forget this day.” “Neither will you.” I responded. He kissed my forehead and smiled at me as we sat down to eat.

“When you finish getting ready, I’m going to take you shopping for some clothes and you better pick out something sexy for tonight too.” He started chowing down on the waffles and sausages.

I idly stared at this man ravaging this food like he just discovered seasoning on meat. “Slow. the fuck. down. Breathe.” I kept staring. He looked up with his mouth full of food that filled both cheeks. He chewed slower to consume his meal and then after he scarfed down his OJ he let out a super obnoxious burp.

“You’re disgusting.” I got slightly offended. “And you’re not eating.” He looked down at my plate, not even a ¼ eaten. He furrowed his brow. “Are you doing it again?” He interrogated. “W-What do you mean?” I sheepishly asked. “Y/N stop playing with me, you’re avoiding to eat again aren’t you?” My eyes avoided his looking straight at the floor. “Look at me.” leaning forward with both arms crossed on the table.

“Look at me, Y/N.” He swiftly approached me with his hand under my chin made me face him in the most startling, but softest of motions. He saw the sadness in my eyes as he looked into them, he couldn’t help but to mirror me.

“Baby.” He spoke nothing more than a whisper. “You cannot keep doing this to yourself, you need to eat. Especially today cause we got so much to do to get ready for tonight.” I was still feeling melancholy, what in hell did I do to deserve him? God.

He lifted my chin and pecked my lips with a sweet kiss. “Imma feed you, scoot over.” He sat down in the chair placed next to me and he started gathering the contents of my plate together. “Oh no baby, you don’t have to do that.” He looked at me warmly. “Ay, no Queen of mine is missing any meals.

You gon finish this plate or at least a lot of it.” He chuckled. “I’m here to serve and provide for my Goddess. That’s what me as a man, all men is really and truly here for. Not that make money than everybody shit or that bossing females around shit. More like her strength, her pillar, her support system, her 80% when she at 20%. Y’know?”

I was sitting there amazed at the mentality of this man, why doesn’t he express himself like this in public? His switch up was always baffling to me. He started to feed me & I ate my food. The way he fed me, it was with such care and consideration. It’s like he cares for my overall well being, even if I didn’t look like the other girls that would openly throw themselves at him.

He would pay them no mind, but instantly light up at the sight of me and only me. He may have his moments, but I love this man and who better to take my virginity than him. He will get to know & explore all of me by the end of the night…

Afternoon:

“Y/N, let’s go in here… I know you love this store.” Erik was tugging at my waist. “Torrid?! Umm, yeah I do. But they’re so expensive, I already got so much from rue21 & forever 21. You don’t have to spend so much money on me.” I pleaded with him.

“Money has never been an issue for me, if my Goddess wants it… she gon get it. And don’t ever talk about money with me, let me concern myself with that; let’s go.” He opened the door to let me in and he followed after, once again he was stern looking and cold.

I paid it no attention when I looked at the dresses section. I was going through the racks until I heard… “Hi, did you guys need anything?” The store employee asked while looking at Erik up and down, failing to hide herself biting her bottom lip at him.

“We just looking.” Erik responded emotionlessly. “Oh. Okay, just holla if you need anything.” She nervously smiled then walked away. “You gotta be nicer to people Erik.” I rolled my eyes. “What?! I didn’t tell her to fuck off did I?” he shrugged. “You’re unbelievable.” I palmed my forehead & moved on.

I was in the dresses section looking at options, wasn’t really feeling them. “Try this one.” Erik pulled the dress from the back. It was a black lace off shoulder midi dress. “It’s beautiful baby.” I felt his soft, loving lips peck my neck. It sent shivers down my spine to my netheregions.

“I want to get you this dress. You would be even more perfect in this dress and I’m not taking no for answer either.” His deep baritone voice sent shivers down from my spine to my nether regions. All I could breathe out was an “Ok.”

“Now let’s buy something that you’re gonna wear underneath it.” He hugged me from behind and we remained in that position till I was in the lingerie section. Erik was always hands on with me in public & even more so in the apartment.

But it was like he couldn’t help himself today, which made me even more anxious about tonight and my plan. I hope I don’t disappoint him with my inexperience.

“Is there anything else I help you with today?” The store clerk asked. “Nah, we’re good.” I smiled. Me and Erik were walking hand in hand out of the store, I’ve never touched a door handle or knob since we’ve dated.

I was smiling and he made a smirk small enough for only me to notice and appreciate. Then these guys were walking past us and one of them said under his breath “I didn’t know whales had two legs.” All three were laughing & I sighed and rolled my eyes, these kind of stupid comments are nothing new to me; dealt with them all my life.

But Erik, Erik’s whole demeanor changed and he stopped walking so quickly I almost dropped my bags & keel over; he quickly released my hand to confront them. “Ayo, what the FUCK did you say?!” He gritted his teeth as his anger rose. I was trying to hold him back, but it was useless he had no desire to let it go. “W-who me?” He responded out of fear and nervousness.

“Yeah you, what the fuck did you say? And you better say it to my face too nigga, not that pussy ass under your breath bullshit!” Erik was face to face with the man. “I-I mean come on man you gotta admit she’s–“ before he could finish his sentence.

Erik struck the man hard in the face, knocking him out cold with one hit. His other two friends could only watch in horror & my hands were covering my whole mouth in shock.

“Do y’all wanna talk shit now?!” He animalisticly replied looking at the man’s friends like they were his next prey. They both shook their heads. “Well since I knocked the block off your homie, y’all the ones that gotta apologize to my girl.

“Come here Y/N.” I froze in fear, then he looked at me and softened his face to indicate that he at least meant me no harm. “Come here.” His hand reached out for mine and I walked out and reached for his till we were holding hands and he moved me in front of him still holding hands. His grip on me was gentle, but his glare at the other men was lethal.

“Now both of you apologize… now.” “W-We’re s-sorry.” “Say it like you mean it, look at her when you say that shit!” “W-We’re sorry ma’am.” they spoke in unison. “And she’s beautiful too right?!” he questioned. “She’s beautiful… gorgeous!” they replied one after the other. “She is, thank you very much.” he normalized his tone.

“Now get the fuck out of our faces before I make y’all go night night like you’re bitch ass friend here.” They both picked up their passed out friend and ran off till they were out of our sight. “C’mon baby.” he regained his soft tone. He hugged me and my whole body went limp at the realization of what I just witnessed.

We walked over to the car, he opened my car door & I unlocked and opened his on the other side. He got in and took a deep breath then turned his head to look at me as I kept my face straight ahead. “Baby look at me.” I blatantly ignored him. “Y/N look at me… please.”

I turned my head to him with my indifferent expression. “Baby, I’m sorry I scared you. Those guys were jerks and today is too important to let anyone or anything make you feel anything short of beautiful.

I apologize for my behavior, please forgive me? I could never forgive myself if I ruined today for you.” He had that sad puppy dog eyed look that I normally only see at home. Knowing Erik, he was never the one to apologize at all.

So I knew this was sincere, he was still waiting on my response. “I can only forgive you on one condition.” I responded. “Name it.” His face softened as if he was going to pout.

“You must promise me that you will never do anything like that again!” I demanded. He looked at me as if I told him to go fuck himself. “I was defending you, those guys were disrespecting you!” He responded.

“Those guys are idiots and idiots are going to talk shit no matter what. I don’t let it bother me.” “They’re not going to disrespect me and they damn sure are not going to disrespect you! I’ll make sure of that!”

“YOU CANNOT FIGHT EVERY DAMN BODY THAT SAYS OR DOES SOME SHIT YOU DON’T LIKE!” I yelled. It caught him completely by surprise that my voice could even go that high or that my temper would flare up like that. He had goosebumps forming in between his scars with his eyebrows raised in shock.

“Fuck, you’re right.” I raised my eyebrow at him “Come again?” “You’re right baby.” He sighed. “Mmm, one more time my nigga. I didn’t hear that.” I leaned forward in his direction with my loose curls tucked behind my ear.

“You’re right Y/N! Now stop being an asshole.” He rolled his eyes and we chuckled. “Happy Anniversary baby.” He kissed me on my forehead and promised to never scare me like that again. In the back of my mind I was curious as to why he was so agreeable today.

EVENING:

We returned home and Erik wasted no time to handle his business on the stove. He absolutely refused to let me help or do anything. It was all a mix of “Sit yo beautiful, thick ass down.” “Nah, I got this beautiful.” & “Aye, stop touchin shit; I’m good.”

It got to the point he even “banished” me to his bedroom so I wouldn’t “fuck up the fung shui” as he put it. “Nigga spell it!” I yelled down the hall. He turned his head quick and threw three finger drops of water at me. I squealed and slammed the door shut, only to told “See? Stop talking shit!”

He playfully laughed and walked away. I took a shower and put on my makeup and put on the dress he bought me with the matching shoes nothing else underneath so that there was nothing blocking me from giving him my all on this night.

“Come out her Y/N, the food ready.” I walked out of the room down the hallway and entered the kitchen. Erik was setting the finishing touches on the table, he stood over it looking so proud of it. His dreads and clothes looked a total mess but he had soft R&B music playing in the background, I’m shocked he even cared for the genre.

I softly cleared my throat and he turned his head so quickly his jaw nearly dropped to the floor. I shyly looked away smiling at his mesmerizing glare, he had the expression of a child on Christmas morning.

I stroked my wavy hair and tucked a loose part behind my ear. He gulped hard as he began to speak. “You look…” His voice cracked and he cleared his voice to regain his baritone. “You look so beautiful. Please, come sit down.” He pulled out my chair.

I walked over and sat down in the dining room, we barely use it so it was the nicest place in the apartment. He barely touched me like I was a porcelain doll, probably because his clothes was messy from cooking. “I-Imma get dressed and I’ll pour you a drink. Don’t move, don’t move o–“ he hit the side of the walkway while walking to his room backwards. I tried so hard to contain my laughter because his face became embarrassed. “I’m good, I’m good.” He rubbed his injured shoulder, turned around and closed the door behind him. He took about 15 minutes before he re-emerged from the room he wasn’t as dressed up as me, but we were home so it didn’t bother me at all. He sat down & his gaze hasn’t left me since he first saw me. “You okay babe?” I asked in a slightly menacing tone. “Y-yeah, it’s just… It’s just this is the longest I’ve ever been ion a relationship. Hell, this might be might be my very first real one.” he confessed in a nearly mouse like tone. “Me too.” I matched his tone. “It’s been a whole year already and if anyone would’ve told me that I would be in a relationship with a wonderful woman like you for more than a week. I’d laugh like an asshole to they face.” he slightly chuckled as he shook his head and I joined in.

“But nah for real, even though I can’t stand him sometimes… I’m glad my pretentious ass, bitch ass cousin T’Challa helped smoothed out at least some of my edges. But you, you made me a real man. You opened my eyes and taught me so much more than anyone I’ve ever met in my life in such a seemingly short time, I don’t wanna say a nigga is getting soft of nothing. But you helped me find myself and I wish my father was still alive so he could meet the woman who changed my life for the better. I-I love you Y/N and even that shit I thought I would never say… to anyone.” A single tear fell from my eye as he bared his entire soul to me and he did it so effortlessly. “But I like your cousin.” I sniffled. I look up to see him quickly wipe his eyes, but it was too late. He smiled as a  reflex. “Shit can we eat?! A nigga hungry, you got a real nigga tearing up over my food & shit.” We both laughed and began eating our food. Erik went all out, he made Fried chicken, candied yams with a honey glaze, greens with turkey necks swimming in it, mac and cheese that was extra cheesy with the breadcrumbs on top. He had nice hot Hawaiian King Rolls on deck with rice and too many other foods to mention. He pulled out all the stops for tonight & everything was so delicious I was a bit relieved, but amazed. “Oh my Goodness baby, everything tastes so good. Who taught you how to cook?” I wiped the corners of my mouth. He chuckled and said. “I told you I got skills, you over there tryna play me. But nah, while growing up in the foster care system I had no choice, but to grow up & learn shit on my own. One of those things was cooking and I actually love to cook; I fed the other kids & I fed my bros in the Navy too & I made a grip in MIT selling plates to pay off my tuition.” “Wow, I guess I should let you throw down in the kitchen more often.” I chuckled.

“I would cook for you every night, but you all traumatized about a daggone toaster I never bothered to even ask and let you do your thing.” he joked as he kissed my forehead. “Well lesson learned, I’m sorry that I ever doubted you.” “I told you, you don’t know everything about me girl. Now, call me by my real name..” he replied in his full Cali boy accent. I raised an eyebrow. “Erik?” I replied. “No my love.” he smirked. “Call me N’Jadaka. My father gave me that name.” “Hmm.. well I very much like that name, Nin-Ja-da-ka.” I pronounced. He grinned as I got up and pecked him on the lips which almost instantly turned into a full on kiss that quickly became hot and heavy. We shared moans between each kiss & our tongues synchronized with each other in a fluid motion as if they were dancing. He held onto me as each kiss passed by my body heat grew to the point I thought we would melt into each other. I almost lost complete control and fell in bliss when he attacked my neck and left soft but passionate kisses on me, but I knew I couldn’t keep this secret about myself any longer. In one swift, nearly violent motion I pushed Erik back off my neck. He looked so confused, but worried. “What happened Y/N? Was I too rough?” “No, no, no It’s not that.” I replied then covered my face with my hands to prevent from crying. “Talk to me.” he placed his hands on my shoulders. “It’s so stupid. Here you are baring your soul to me, but I haven’t been completely honest with you.” His eyebrow raised “What are you saying?” he now became suspicious of my next choice of words. “Remember when I told you I was celibate the day we first met.” “Yeah?” his eyebrow still raised. “

Well truth is Erik… I mean N’Jadaka. I-I-I’m actually a virgin.” I sheepishly replied. His smile curled up like the Cheshire cat from Alice & wonderland and he began laughing loudly… almost too loud. I almost became insulted that he thought me confessing my virginity to him was joke. I huffed at him in frustration and began to walk off, he then grabbed my arm and stopped me in his tracks. His hands that used to rough like coarse sandpaper felt smooth on my delicate skin which made me freeze like an antelope in headlights. “That’s it?” He asked. “Of course, that’s it.” I replied offended as I tried to remove myself from his firm, but soft grip. “Wait, don’t get mad Y/N, I’m not laughing at you.” He playfully tugged on my arm. “I’m laughing at the fact that you think I didn’t already knew.” I raised an eyebrow at him. “What do you mean you already knew?” I questioned. “It’s hella obvious babe, you wouldn’t cuddle with a nigga… even on the couch.” He released his grip on me and I folded my arms at him. “You tense up hard whenever I touch you, even graze you sometimes.” I scoffed. “That don’t mean shit Erik!” “I’ve been with a lot of girls in my lifetime and none of em get like you when I touch em.” He playfully smiled at me. “That’s how I knowwwwww you different.” “What else?” “What else what?” He sounded confused.

“What else made you think I was a Virgin?” I placed my hands on my hips. “I ain’t tryna drag you on our anniversary babe.” He snickered. “Nahhhh nigga, since you know a mannerisms of a Virgin & shit; read my ass! Tell me about me son!” I got slightly annoyed, but intrigued. He hissed then shrugged his shoulders. “Okay, just don’t get mad.” he shrugged & I refolded my arms and raised an eyebrow.

He sat down on the arm of the couch, tussling through his dreads and looked up at me. “Aight, well it’s your clothes… it’s like your fashion sense hasn’t evolved since middle school. If I didn’t pick out that dress, you’d probably wear some long sleeve bullshit. You too damn pretty, sexy & grown to be covering your body like that.” I scoffed again. “I cannot believe this.” I shook my head. “And let’s face it… your panty selection is trash.” “THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN MY PANTY SELECTION IS TRASH ERIK?!?!” I screamed infuriated at this point. “I mean no disrespect baby girl, but your draws scream ‘I ain’t let a nigga hit and I’m not tryna let him hit.’” He poorly mocked my voice. “They straight up great great granny panties, just disgraceful & disrespectful.” He started laughing again. “You been through my gotdamn panty drawer nigga?!” His face got screwed up. “No!” he grunted as he sucked his teeth. Some of your laundry get mixed in with mine and I’ve seen some things… terrible things.” His eyes briefly opened wide jokingly. “Oh stop it!” I rolled my eyes and playfully pushed him back. “But seriously though…” he held my hands and pulled me close to him as he bit his full bottom lip. “I never wanted to ever pressure you. I knew that when you were ready, I wouldn’t have to ask.” He gently stroked my loose wave away from my face.

I looked at N’Jadaka up and down and both of my lips began to pucker at him. “What if…W-what if I told you I was ready now?” N’Jadaka looked confused. I stepped back and let my dress fall down to the floor, unapologetically revealing my bare naked body to him. Both of his eyebrows raised up at my unexpected act. I tried to cover my stomach, but he quickly grabbed me by my waist and I became parallel to his face. “Nah, whatchu covering up for? You look so good naked baby.” He moved away my arms from covering my torso & we smiled as our foreheads were touching, then he kissed my stomach. “Is this really what you want baby?” He breathed upon his return to my face. “Yes, I would be honored if you were my first Erik.” I breathed right back. We began kissing again, more passionately than ever before. He held onto my supple body in his warm embrace. My hand slid under his face and his hands were all over my body and when he got a hold of my thighs he lifted me up in one flawless motion. I yelped into his mouth and wrapped my arms around his neck in reflex of his swift motion. He laughed into my neck as he left love marks, he lead my body to the bedroom and laid me down so gently with his dominant frame looking down on me as if he was God…at least in my eyes. “Have you ever played with yourself?” he asked short above a whisper while planting soft tantalizing kisses on my neck down to both of my breasts. I let out a whimpering “mhmm.” as he continued. “Show me baby girl.” he led a trail of kisses back up to my cheek as he got up, I began inserting my fingers into myself. As I was building up my lady lust for him, he kept grabbing himself like he was tempted to reveal himself to me full of hesitation. I started rubbing on my clit on one hand and grabbing my full breast with another all while looking at him getting harder by the second.

“Show me… I wanna see it.” I breathed through a moan. “Are you sure? I’m not tryna scare you away princess.” I bit my lip and my stare became even more intense as I got wetter. “I’m not fucking scared of you… show me.” He chuckled as he stroked his chin and tussled his dreads before he removed his pants. “Oh my God.” I whimpered as my eyes grew wide. He was well endowed and he saw my face and gave a devilish smirk. “I’m hungry again.” He harmonized. With a death grip on my thighs he slip my lower half over the bed, I yelped in pleasure and giggled. He bit his bottom lip, smiling through his eyes. “You ever fed a nigga this pussy baby?” I shook my head. “That means that it’s all for me only me.” He wasted no time putting all of my lap in his mouth. “Ahhhhhhhh Er-Erik.” I hissed. His tongue danced around and on my clit. His free hand pushed up my tummy so he could swim deeper in my ocean. He was willing to drown in my ecstasy as my consecutive moans lead into sensual screams that echoed throughout the apartment. “Let the neighbors know who this belongs to.” “E-Erik.” I whined. “My real name…” He lapped his tongue in between my folds. “N-N-N’JADAKA! Oh fuuuuuuuck, fuck me!” I was losing control and I was in any place to fight for it back.

The skills he had with his tongue blew any chance of me backing out now. “You’re so wet for me, I’m proud of you.” He finally came up for air from between my legs, licking my juices from my full bodied inner thighs. He wiped his face and began stroking himself and licked his lips to show me that he was enjoying himself too. He took out a gold Magnum condom and covered his girth with the latex. “Can’t enter the chocolate factory without a golden ticket eh?” He jokingly raised oneI busted out laughing at him. “OMG! You are mad corny son!” I rolled over in tears from laughter, he rolled me back over and kissed me again. His dick pressed against my stomach as he applied more pressure onto the mattress. I slightly pushed him back. “Wait baby, I don’t wanna break it.” He scoffed at me. “You’re too damn cute.” He shook his head, I raised an eyebrow to him. “Girl, It’s a dick not a piece of plywood. I’ll be aight.” He laughed. “Well you fooled me with that log you got.” he snickered at my response. “Hol up.” he got up and turned on the speaker. The tune playing was so familiar… “Is-Is this my song babe?” He nodded. “This is our song, and after tonight, this will have a whole new meaning to us.” My eyes got starry and misty all at once, he would always tell me how he thought this song was wack, but here he is playing it for me and calling it our song. “Grab your knees baby, hold them back like this. You good?” I nodded as he slapped his cock onto my clit. He rubbed himself between my folds before he inserted himself inside me. I grunted at this new sensation he was giving me, it hurt at first but then he kissed me on my earlobe. “Relaxxxxxx…” he hissed in my ear. “I don’t wanna hurt you.” he was steadying his pace to be as gentle as possible. I took a deep breath as I adjusted to him, he cupped my face. “You straight?” he asked and I nodded. “Ok, imma go a lil deeper. “You so damn tight Y/N, let me know if you can’t take it all.” “I can take it baby.” I moaned. He slid even further inside of me and my back arched sharply.

“Oh God!” I yelled. “You’re doing so good babe, c’mon.” he motivated. I adjusted to the next level of him until all of him was inside and I was fully accustomed to feeling him. He started picking up the pace and all the pain from before went away once I let my body relax. He started pumping in and out, I was spewing a perfect mixup of moans and curses along with Erik’s names as I clawed at his back. He was so focused on me but was enjoying me as well. He hissed, cussed and went even faster. “You’re so perfect, the fuuuck.” He whispered. I was getting even wetter as he went faster. “Tell me this is all for me princess.” “It’s all for you Erik, ooh it’s all for youuuu.” “Nobody’s gonna get my shit?” He started getting rougher. “No one will have me like you N’Jadaka.” “Who this pussy belong to?” His hand slipped under the side of my throat. “It belongs to you, It’s all for you… Erik please.” He applied more pressure. “Please what? Please what?!” I started pushing him back as I started to peak. “Nuh uhh, why you running? You wanted this right? Stay your fine ass right there. WHY ARE YOU RUNNING?!” I released my arms onto the bed enthralled in the ecstasy that he had me under. He grabbed my waist with both of his hands and pounded my core. “OH. MY. GOD. ERIK, WHAT. THE. FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK?!” I screamed each word in unison of his thrust rhythms. “You better cum on this dick.” He demanded. “I feel you cumming, you better cum on this dick.” He knew my body better than I did. I grunted as he put in work and I creamed all over his dick. “That’s it, that’s it. Cum like that for daddy.” I heaved. “Oh, we ain’t done yet…” he slapped the side of my thigh. “What?” I huffed. “Nahhhh, I ain’t no New York minute nigga. I’m ruining those guts of yours all night, now turn that ass around.” “Shit.” He slapped my ass hard as I turned around. He smoothly arched my back and dived back inside. He was still controlled my waist, keeping a firm grip on my plush flesh. “So fucking soft.” He hissed. “I’ve waited so long for you

I was back to this sexual nirvana that I longed for, he now released his grip and lowered his body on top of me and whispered in my ear… “Throw it back Y/N.” “Howwwww?” I cooed. “Bounce that ass on me like you did this morning.” I started bouncing on him and he held my back down further compromising my frame. “There you go, there you go.” He matched my pace. “Go faster ma.” I thoughtlessly picked up speed and he threw his head back. “Oh fuck! Just like that, keep going.” I turned my head and looked up at him with his eyes closed and his dreads all over his face. “Come for me again Y/N, come for me again.” He got a hold of my waist again and went deeper inside me while his thrusts were uncontrollable. I let out a string of curse words attached to his name while speaking in tongues and when I released my orgasm I was squirting my juices all over the lower half of his body. He pulled himself out of my body with the devil’s grin on his face. “Oh my God, what did I just do?!” I rose my body up as my thighs and vagina were left dripping wet that lead to the sheets. “I just made you squirt baby, it was a good one too… Gotdamn girl.” He was out of breath but showed no signs or desire of stopping. “Get on your knees and come taste yourself.” He was waving his member while stroking himself. “Didn’t I just pee on myself?!” I exclaimed in terror. He chuckled & shook his head. “No, you came believe me. Now if I tell you to come here again, I won’t as nice as I am now.” He growled. I turned around and began crawling on the floor till I was under him & sat on my knees. “Open that mouth, sithandwa sam.” he murmured. “What did you say?” I looked confused. “I called you ‘my love’ in my native language.” I’ll teach you a few things soon, I just need you t–“ I took all of him in my mouth in one full motion. His head flew back and his eyes were opened wide as he became paralyzed by my unforeseen action.

All he could do was helplessly grab a chunk of my hair. “Yo, you wild as fuck!” His knees buckled. He was fucking my mouth with such an intensity soon after and I was gagging hard. He took me out of his mouth and my saliva was all over the area where we stood. “Ah fuck! You nasty… shit!” He exclaimed. I giggled at the stunned look on his face. “C’mere, c’mere…” he breathed, he was at his point of climax. He wanted me just to give him a little push over the edge. I continued my mission for him to fill me up with his seed. “Yeah Y/N, that’s it. Let daddy cum in that pretty mouth. Keep going.” He motivated. I even licked underneath his shaft and worked my way all around his lap. He picked my full bodied self up and threw me on the bed and went back inside of me with no mercy this time around. “What… happened… to… cumming… in… my… pretty… mouthhhh?” I straining my voice as I arched my back.

“I want to cum inside you instead. Take me in Y/N all of me. Ndifuna ukuba ubelethe umntwana wam.” He softly spoke into my ear repeatedly as he stroked himself inside of me from the side. He could barely contain himself & at this point we were going strong raw. He let out his final string of curses, groans and thrusts in honor of my name, then he released himself inside of me, I felt his fluids fill me so warmly. I sighed as I felt his seed go deeper into my walls. He rested his chin on top of my head while stroking my hair. We laid naked in this position for a whole half an hour until he spoke “I think we should go to sleep now.” I snorted. “Oh you think?” I sarcastically replied as he got up. “See? I was gonna get you some clothes, but now since you wanna be a smart ass and shit. Now you can get yo own damn clothes.” He jokingly snapped at me as he walked out the room to the hallway closet. I crawled over to the edge of the bed. “Boy, you better not leave me naked like this… Get me some damn clothes!” I laughed. “Hell naw, get yo lazy ass up & get yo own shit!” He yelled back.

He poked his head back in the room smiling like an idiot “I’m just fucking with ya cutie… here.” He throws one of his white tees and a pair of his basketball shorts at me as he walked with in the room with his pajama pants. “I bet you didn’t even put draws underneath.” He quickly pulled down the front of his pants and proudly replied “NOPE!” He stuck his tongue out ruffling his dreads with his free hand. I cracked up at him. “Goofy ass.” I put on his clothes and rolled over on the bed. We shortly fell asleep in each other’s arms. “I belong to you now.” I whispered into my sleep.

The Morning After:

In the morning, I woke up by myself in his bedroom. I got up and rubbed my eyes and stretched my arms. “Erik?” I sleepishly moaned. No response, he was not in the whole apartment. I thought he was playing games with me “N’Jadaka, where are you?” I walked into the kitchen to see a whole feast already prepared on the table and a note with my name in calligraphic script. “Y/N, you were sleeping so peacefully I didn’t want to disturb you. I couldn’t sleep most of the night thinking about all the fucked up things I used to do and yet you see past my pain, my anger, my angst towards the world. I lived my whole life in uncontrollable anger, pain and self-isolation, no one ever bothered to see me, the real me. I didn’t know what real love, true love meant until I met you. I knew the first day we met that you were something truly special, that’s why I went away for two years to see my cousin so I can work on being the man you need. I never understood what stability meant, matter of fact I feared it so much because of everything I’ve lost. Even with all my degrees, my accolades, the only thing that has ever made me feel whole is you. And ever since last night, I realized that I cannot live my life without you… You mean everything to me, that’s why I want you to be my umfazi.”

Then you turned around and see your love on bended knee, holding up an engagement ring box. His stance kneeling down was firm but his hands were shaky and his forehead had sweat that was poorly covered by his dreads and his serious, but soft face. His eyes were Amber brown, which despite his past show innocence yet a hint of fear. “Y/N?” He gulped hard. “I meant every word in that letter throughout my whole being. I now know peace, true peace that is within my heart comes from you and your love for me. I haven’t been the best man I could be for you. I’ve lied, manipulated, cheated and abused your love for me is so many ways except physical. I don’t deserve you, I never deserved a woman like you. But you never left my side, my whole life everyone I have ever cared for has either died or left me alone. Before I met you my whole life was pain, death and suffering. You made me lay down my weapons and armor and told me to fight no more and held me in your arms.”

He sighed and held my hands. “Your tenderness is what I’ve always wanted, but never knew how to obtain. Baby girl, I know I ain’t shit and I know there’s so much I need to do to prove I’ve changed completely. But I wasn’t lying when I said that I can’t live without you in my life. “Will you honor me by being my wife Y/N?” My eyes began swelling up full of tears and you couldn’t help but fall madly in love with him again. “Girl, my damn knee about to give out. I need an answer.” He nervously chuckled. I leaned over him and swooped his dreads to the side and kissed him. “Yes, yes I will be your wife!” A warm smile appeared on his face from ear to ear as he got up to kiss me vigorously, but sweetly. He hugged me tightly and in my ear He whispered. “I belong to you now too.” And there we stood in each other’s embrace, I cannot wait to start our lives as Mr. & Mrs. Erik Stevens…

Xhosa lesson:

sithandwa sam - “my love/darling ”

Ndifuna ukuba ubelethe umntwana wam - “I want you to birth my child.”

ikumkani wam - “My Queen”

umfazi - “Wife” (used as in ‘my wife’ in this context)

For the love of money?

This is straight up Erik Killmonger smut, NSFW… barely safe for your house. Haven’t written anything in a minute, but I’m tired of reading everyone else’s shit… it’s my turn.

WARNING:

This contains Stripping, lapdancing, questionable prostitution, rough (but protected) sex, masturbation (male & female), oral sex (male & female), daddy kink, cuss words are all up & through this…

Scene focus: Erik Killmonger x Female AA reader (1st person view)

Saturday Night:

It was another poppin night at Luxe in LA. All the ballers were coming out they paychecks & life savings, drinks fully stocked, weed smoke, legs and ass was all hittin the atmosphere at once; it was damn near an aphrodisiac. Now myself, I was just a bottle girl of 6 months; no way my ass could get in some 8-inch stilettos and work a pole like some of these bitches here. I got in where I fit in and that’s how I liked it, all type of niggas would try to “pull me” on some weak shit. “Aye ma, you the baddest one in here. Lemme get table dance.” or a nigga from VIP thinks he can buy a dance off me. I did what I always do with that shit, Roll my eyes at them & kept it moving. Now some be on some entitlement shit sand try to grab on me and that’s when security gets involved. I simply don’t have the time to go back & forth with a nigga who got plenty of options to get a bitch dry humping his ashy ass dick through his pants. NONE of us should be getting touched anyway, club policy and everyone who comes here knows from jump!

I walked over to the bar and was talking with the bartenders really briefly then I saw him walk in…

As he always did. “Right on schedule.” I spoke under my breath with a club soda in my hand (no drinking liquor on shift. Haha), I forgot the bartender Tasha was in ear shot of me. “Ooh, but girl have you seen how fine he is?” I looked over at her with an indifferent facial expression. “He’s a regular like all the rest of them, how they look mean nothing to me… they all the same, customers.” “Y/N, you buggin because I wouldn’t mind getting acusstomed to sitting on that face of his. And I heard the call him ‘big daddy Erik’ cause they feel his cock when they give him a lap dance. So if it’s true, his lap seems like a good place to be for sho’.” She licked her lips. “Well I give no fucks about all that.” I said

Then I heard my boss calling me. “Y/N get over here, we need to talk.” I looked back at Tasha with a concerned look, she mirrored me and shrugged her shoulders. I walked over to my boss Reggie and looked up at his towering and semi-swole 6’8” frame. “Yeah?” I asked him. “Look Y/N, Rochelle called out last minute and we’re severely short staffed on dancers, so you gotta get on stage tonight.” I gave him the meanest screw face of my life. “Excuse me?” I responded in disbelief. “I don’t dance, I just pass bottles and take drink requests.” he scoffed at me. “And if you wanna keep passing bottles in this club, you better get on that stage tonight.” He started walking away, then I followed him in a panic.

“W-Wait, what about Diana?” “She called out too.” “Robin?” “Her kid is sick.” “Nicolette?” “She’s on vacation.” “Symone?” “She outta town for a funeral.” “Yolanda?!” “She quit last week. I know you never did this before, but I have no other choice and we need Tasha at the bar so you’re it. And you better get ready cause you’re on in 15. This conversation is over, get dressed in the back. Claudia will show you the way.” He slammed the door in my face. I then felt a burning on the side of my face like I was being watched, sure enough it was that guy… Erik looking right at me. I rolled my eyes then walked up, he slightly chucked as if he was amused by my disinterest. I then saw Claudia, she led me to the back and gave me a brief tour. I then took a seat where she led me too and helped me get dressed.

“I see big daddy Erik is in the crowd tonight.” She struck up a convo. I rolled my eyes in annoyance. “What’s the deal with him anyways? He always comes in at the same night, at the same time. Is he like some mental controlling shit or what?” Claudia began to chuckle. “GIRL! He is just a man he likes to be punctual and routine, nothing wrong with that.” “Well he here on time more than me. That’s creepy.” Claudia snickered. “Well Y/N, creepy or not this nigga got deep pockets. I’m talking bout while these niggas are throwing ones at you, he throw a whole stack of C-notes at your feet. I’d make him my best fuckin friend if I was you.” she put me on as she fixed my hair.

“You got stage name?” Claudia asked. I looked up at her in confusion then look at myself in the mirror again. “I don’t know? Maybe sexy Y/N?” Claudia started cracking up at my response. “What? I not creative with names, pick one out for me then since you know more than me.” Claudia regained composure and cleared her throat. “How about? Creamy delight? Because your skin. It feels so soft and smooth, these niggas can’t touch you but they can use their imaginations.” she giggled, then I sighed then looked up to her. “Any advice for me?”

She placed her hands on her hips and tucked in her full bottom lip. “Find a spot that’s not a customer and focus on that and dance like nobody in watching and you feeling yourself. Kill off all inhibition and have fun with it. It’s just dancing, not rocket science.” I nodded. “Imma go let the DJ know your name then you’ll be out there in 5 ok?” “Ok.” I sheepishly replied. Damn, I’m really about to dance out here in front of all these men. If I didn’t need to pay off my tuition and my mom’s medical bills so bad, I would’ve straight walked out this bitch. And yet here I am… doing the one thing I swore I wouldn’t do while working here. I took a deep breath & walked up the stairs leading to the stage. “Stepping on the stage for the first time ever in Luxe LA, please get yo wallets out for the sensual, inticing and oh so decadent Miss Creamy Delight.” The DJ announced, B.E.D. by Jacquees was playing and I walked out into the interchanging, but blinding lights.

I sahayed with my hips a little then noticed myself in the mirror, I looked hot a hell! I focused on that mirror like Claudia said and started dancing. I rolled my hips like never did before, grinding against the pole with my legs wide open. All kinds of men cheering/whooping and throwing their cash on me with no hesitation. It put me on a high, but I noticed Erik didn’t throw any money my way. Then my focus shifted onto him, he’s gonna come off that bread if it’s the last thing I do. I was on the floor crawling towards his direction which was right in front of me on the stage. I licked my lips in front of him, even felt myself up a little for him. But his hands stayed in his pockets, to add insult to injury he got up and walked away.

This nigga walked away? From me?! What the fuck was his deal? He didn’t even change his nonchalant facial expression, I felt insulted for some inexplicable reason. I got up from the floor, grind myself against the pole some more and left the stage as the song faded out. I was PISSED, even though I collected so much money; the fact that Erik dismissed me hurt my pride. I looked bad AF, probably badder than the regulars here and he just walked off like that?! The absolute nerve of this nigga! Claudia came rushing back to where I am and I was still fuming over Erik’s bitch ass. “GIRL!” “I can’t believe that asshole just played me like that?!” I cut her off. “GIRL!” She tried to interject. “Who does this nigga think he is?!” I protested. “GIRL!!!” she increased her speaking volume. “He ain’t worth shit anyway and he’s not that fucking cute anyway.” I crossed my arms. “Yo Y/N!” she yelled out grabbing my shoulders.

“I came here to tell Your simple ass that Erik didn’t walk away from you because he was disinterested, matter a fact he went directly to Reggie and gave up $2,000 just for a private dance with you. That’s 20x’s more than usual, so you did something right.” I looked at her in disbelief. “Are you serious right now?!” I replied. “Girl YES! He probably waiting on you to come out. You better take that money and take him to booth 7 in the back. ONLY booth 7.” I looked confused, but nodded. Claudia took my hand and walked me out and before she let me go… “Booth 7” she whispered in my ear and she released my arm. Reggie signaling me to come over with Erik standing right next to him.

“Y/N I’m sure you’ve heard of Erik, he asked for you for a private dance. You can say no if you want…” “But it’ll be a shame because you really did your thing out there and I like you.” Erik cut him off and licked his lips at me. I started getting wet at the way Erik was now looking at me. “U-um yeah, I’ll be ok to dance for Erik.” I stammered. “Are you sure Y/N? I know this isn’t your thing.” I nodded at him then looked at Erik. “Yeah, I’m sure. Come follow me.” Erik gave Reggie a dap and walked right behind me. I felt his presence on me like an animal about to become prey. I tried keeping my nerves steady, but I kept getting excited at the fact he just dropped two grand on just me. For a little dance, it was unbelievable… it was a little empowering.

I took him to booth 7 and a chuckle came out of his mouth after we entered. I quickly turned around to face him and his eye brows raised. “Damn girl, you get even finer in this light.” He looked me up and down. “Why thank you, but why did you laugh when we got in this room?” He walked over and closed the velvet curtains. “Because all the dancers here know that booth 7 is the one where the security camera is broken, all the real money makers come in here to offer services to clients.” He smirked. “So you mean they have sex in here?!” I questioned.

“That amongst other things, yeah.” He replied. “That’s disgusting, don’t tell me that you think this is what this is. Cause it’s not, I just came to dance that’s it!” He let out a high pitched laugh. “Nah baby girl, I ain’t never had to pay for pussy in my life. But I got friends that do though.” “You got shitty friends.” I replied. “Well, not everybody can be me.” He shrugged his shoulders. I raised my eye brow as I sat down in the crush velvet seat. “And who are you?” He walked over, sat next to me and looked me in the eyes with his barritone voice. “I’m just a nigga who wants a lap dance from you, that’s it. He ended the sentence mocking my voice, then laughed.

I scoffed at him and rolled my eyes as I got up and started to dance. He looked at me with an animalisitic lust in his deep brown eyes. They were drawing me in and I couldn’t resist grinding in his lap. The rumors about ‘Big Daddy Erik’ were true, in fact they may have been under exaggerated. I hopped up as I felt his member against my ass. He looked up a chuckled. “Baby girl don’t be scared, it won’t bite.” He bit his lip in the most cockiest of ways. “Keep dancing on me, I like the way you move on me.” I walked back to him causiously and continued my dance. I got into my groove and led his hands to my waist and kept them there and I grinded on him. The heat of his breath landed between my ear lobe and my neck, getting me wetter than I was earlier. He then was slowly sliding his hand down from my waist into my panties revealing to him my moist core.

“Oh shit.” he breathlessly replied. I shot up at this new feeling and broke our trance. “What are you doing?!” I started panting. “My bad.” he looked at his fingers then me. “I’m not even supposed to touch you but damn you wet as fuck.” I started to get pissed again and was about to walk out. “Wait, wait, wait baby girl, don’t get mad. Look, I mean shit what’s your name again?” “Y/N.” I spoke with an attitude. “I’m sorry Y/N, I got a proposition for you.” “Proposition?! What is this a business deal?!” I folded my arms. “Hear me out, I will give you another 2 G’s. This time directly to you, cause I know you ain’t bout to get the whole 2 G’s I gave Reg.” I raised my eye brow suspiciously. “And what is the catch?” “Just get naked and dance for me again.” I became disgusted. “I told you, I am not a whore and I won’t fuck you for money. HELL. NO!” I protested. “I didn’t say you had to fuck me, I just want you to dance on me naked. And I’m probably the reason you wet anyway, so I’ll throw an extra grand if you let me take your clothes off.” “You’re an arrogant motherfucker huh?” Staring at him with my hands on my waist.

“You bet your fine ass I am, now do you want this bread or nah because I know a couple shorty’s that’ll do more for less.” I was so pissed that he would even pick me off like that. I looked at him in defeat because of my financial needs. “Ok.” I sighed. I walked over to him and he licked his lips at me. I sat across his lap and let him remove my bra that revealed my perky breasts with my erected nipples in tow. He let out a very short, deep moan in agreeance to the sight. He then traced his hands from the small of my back to underneath the thin laced fabric of my panties, gripping my firm, soft ass and hoisted he up to the side of the couch to remove my panties. He started with his hands, then when he got to my knees he completed the mission with his teeth. Then threw my panties to the side along with my bra.

This shit turned me on like a motherfucker, I was so close to reaching my peaking without any penetration whatsoever. “I told you, I’m not trying to fuck you.” I breathlessly tried to resist his charms. “He looked back at me in my eyes, devilishly grinned and said “I know.” He slapped the side of my ass and flipped me back over to my starting position on his lap. We locked eyes in that moment and he softly said “Dance for me lil mama.” I went to work in his lap, my wetness was being transferred from me to the fabric of his pants. He tilt his head fighting himself so hard not to touch me, I was starting to lose control over my body and my mind slowly but surely.

I then laid my head back in between his chest and his neck, his heartbeat was so rapid but soothing to me. I was still grinding on him then looked back at him and he looked up at me and then outta nowhere we were kissing on each other. I turned around on his lap and his hand slipped under my neck and his other hand was palming my ass as I continued to grind in him. I let out a soft moan for him and he returned the favor and went straight for my neck. He was getting me wetter by the second and we couldn’t hold back anymore. He laid me on the side of the couch and while kissing on me started playing with my pussy. “Ahhhh…” I gasped as silently as I could. He then got up and stared at my naked frame. I sat up and looked at him. “What happened?” I asked panting. “Play with yourself for me.” He requested with no forethought. “I’ll give you another $500 if you play with your pussy and another $500 on top of that if you let me beat off as I watch you.” He slightly grabbed on himself.

I blankly stared at him like a man with three heads. “What type of shit you on?” I inquired. He rolled his eyes at me. “Damn girl, I’m getting tired of these questions. We ain’t in class, you gon do it of what?” He got a lil annoyed. “Fine.” I spread my legs full out in front of him and started to play with myself. I saw him take off his shirt, revealed his studded chest. Then he unbuckled his belt and displayed his lengthy dick getting stroked by him. We locked eyes as we pleasured each other, I got off on him and got off on me. We reponded to each other through moans of pleasure and I came first. I was dripping cream all over the couch and my fingers were soaked. He walked over to me and tasted my juices and motioned my fingers into my mouth with his dick still in his hands. Mere inches from my pulsating vagina.

“You want this right?” he stared into my eyes. “Y-yes, yes I do.” I was slurring over my words, I haven’t consumed a single drop of alcohol all night, but I was too intoxicated by his aura to refuse him. Like he already knew the answer, but still asked for my permission as if there was a choice. He looked into my eyes as his face slid further from my face and down my body. My center was embracing its meeting with his mouth, but he stopped right above my clit and looked up at me once more. “Don’t scream too loud for me, ok?” My face grew puzzled as I thought. “Scream? Why the fuck would I do th-“ He interrupt my train of thought but sucking the soul out of my body through my clit. I gasped loudly out of shock and just as quick he covered my mouth with his free hand. He was still jacking off and the sound of it turned me all the way on.

I arched my back with my hips aligned with him. He removed his hand from my mouth and grabbed onto my breast. He started to moan into my body and the sensation made me gush all over his face in an instant. “Oh shit!” I huffed. “I’m so sorry. I-I never did that before.” He wiped his face and licked his lips and tongue kissed me with all my wetness still in his mouth, with no fucks given. “You good ma, besides you taste so damn good.” he softly breathed into my face. “I bet your pussy feels that good too.” I felt his throbbing dick being slapped onto my clit. “Hold on, baby.” He got up and pulled out a Magnum condom then I quickly got up and snatched it from his hand. He raised his eyebrow at me. “Nah baby girl, whatcha doin? I never hit without a hat” I smirked at him. “I wanna show you something.” I got down on my knees right in front of him, unwrapped my golden ticket and placed the condom between my teeth and with my mouth I stretched out the latex over his cock. I felt every vein on him about to pop as he grew excited to see what the fuck else I could do.

“Gahdamn girl, who taught you that?” He looked down in awe. I looked at him as a licked him from his balls to the tip and cupped his head with my whole mouth and sucked a little bit then he held my head back firmly. “You can do all that good shit later, I want that pussy fucked now!” he commanded with such base and power in his voice. It intimidated the hell outta me. “Lay on your stomach and get that ass up.” he demanded. I got up and he slapped my ass. “Hurry the fuck up, I don’t have time to waste with you. I gotta leave soon.” He pushed me onto the couch, grabbed a chunk of my hair and forced it down & spread my legs so far I thought I was gonna cramp. “Shit!” I exclaimed as he rubbed himself in between my sensitive folds.

He started laughing at me. “The fuck you laughing at my nigga.” I looked up at him. “I ain’t even inside you and you can barely handle it. I’m bout to do some damage and I’m not stopping once we start so do you think you can take it?” I was insulted. “You ain’t the only nigga I fucked in my life, don’t get cocky!” He leaned over my compromised frame and whispered in my ear in a hoarse baritone… “You could’ve fucked a thousand niggas in your life and not single fucking once could ever be like me or fuck you like this.” He slowly entered me and I gasped in disbelief of his girth. “Spread that ass, I wanna hear all that shit you were talking while you take it deep.” I obey him and put both of my hands on my ass and spread my cheeks. “Ahhhhh…” I exclaimed in agony. I then felt a pillow hit my head. “What I tell you about that screaming shit?! Bite the pillow or shut the fuck up!”

“Sorry.” I moaned as he continued to pummel me. “Shit you’re so tight and wet as fuck, gahdamn take it all baby girl.” He pumped harder as I adjusted to him inside me. I gripped the fabric on the couch as hard as I could without breaking my nails & I’m biting the pillow so hard I’d probably rip it apart with my teeth alone. “You’re so deep, fuck me up big daddy Erik.” I breathlessly moaned. He obeyed my command and went faster then he grabbed my hair & the other hand slapped my ass and was gripping my waist for dear life. I felt myself building up another climax, he was so merciless with me and my body but that turned me on like no one else could.

“You like it when daddy when gives it to you rough? Huh?” “Yes.” I moaned. “You’re gonna cum for me right now?” “Oh fuck me, yes. Yes Erik, shit!” He now had both hands gripped firmly on my waist as he pounded me. I’m shocked we weren’t caught yet by security. This was so wrong, but so right. I heard his moans from the back and then I released myself all over him and he pulled out. “Turn around.” He motioned the command with his finger. I obeyed him and looked up at him, he was a hot and sweaty, but sexy ass mess. His dreads were all over the place and his bottom lip almost disappeared as he bit his lip looking at me anticipating his reentry inside my body. He looked down at me mirroring his facial expression. “It always the stuck up bitches that are freaky & got the best pussy.” he stated. “I’m not stuck up.” I cooed at him.

“Cut the shit, you didn’t even want to dance out there. I’ve been watching your fine ass do only one thing in this club and if I wasn’t paying you, you probably wouldn’t even speak to a nigga like me. They probably told you I got deep pockets right? That I throw stacks and not ones like these other bums out there.” “I-I” I stammered. “Just tell me you’re only doing this for the money. Cause where I’m going doesn’t allow for cling on’s. I just need to know if you not tryna make this more than this is.”

I looked at him in his eyes. “I’m only doing this for the money.” I replied. He nodded then bit his lower lip and entered me slowly. “Ooooh shit.” my body turned into putty for him. He looked at me like a piece of meat that he just began to feast on. “There you go.” he said in a rough tone. I felt on his studded chest and he swatted my hand away and somehow my legs and ankles were behind my head as he digged me out deeper. “Cummmm for meee.” I hissed at him. My words hit him like venom. “I’ll come whenever I fucking want, however I fucking want–“ He quickly scanned me up & down. “And whereever I fucking want, so you ain’t telling me to do shit.” He huffed in my face.

“Oh really?” I licked lips at him as I slid off his cock. “The fuck you bout to do?” he looked confused. “I’m…” I got on my knees. “about to…” I spread his legs. “make you…” I slid the condom off of him. “cum for me.” I licked my way up from his balls and began sucking him off. Ol’ boy couldn’t fight if he tried, his whole attitude changed instantly. He very gently stroked my hair as I choked on him and his other hand was rubbing between my legs. I came up for air and we were staring in each other’s eyes. “Please don’t stop.” He stroked my face. I licked his soaked shaft and filled my mouth with him again. Now I was staring at him as I continued. “Ahhh fuck girl, you wanna watch me huh?”

He grabbed onto my hair and pushed me deeper. “Concentrate baby.” he breathed. I relaxed my throat more and went lower. “Oh ffffffuuuuuck… yessss.” He hissed and his grip on my hair tightened. “Shit, ride my face baby girl.” I got up a grabbed the spit coming out my mouth and rubbed it on his dick as I got ready to face fuck Erik. “Nah, nah… you gon keep sucking this dick mama.” he growled intensely. I flipped my body over and arched my back till my lips grazed his pulsating cock. He wasted no time spreading my ass and eating me the fuck out. I put in work straight after he did, I was taking him in all in at once. He moaned deep inside of me and my juices ran down straight to his mouth. The sound of him having me on his face made me pleasure him even harder. He smacked my ass so hard my face popped up from his lap. “Oh my bad baby.” he chuckled. I looked back at him and grinned then went back to work.

I knew he was close to his peak, his grip on my thighs tightened as his motions with his tongue became more sloppier and labored. He released one of his hands and used it push my head further down his shaft. I began to gag in pleasure, he let me catch my breath as my saliva drowned his dick and kept flowing out of my mouth. I stroked him with my hands as he repositioned me onto his face. He jiggled both of my cheeks and pushed me off of him. “Get on your knees.” he ruggedly breathed. I obeyed him as he started stroking himself.

I licked my lips and hastily began giving him head again. His moans started to become a whimper. He was getting weaker and weaker for me and I want to capitalize the fuck out of this moment. “Ah fuck Y/N, fuck!” He was losing all sense of control and he couldn’t resist me anymore. He yanked himself out of my mouth in full force and he came all over my face and worked his way down to my breasts. There was so much of him all over me that even he marveled at the sight.

“Oh shit, I never came like that before. Gotdamn girl, I might come back for you.” I giggled at him, then licked him off of my lips and swallowed him down as I enjoyed his cream all over my chest and I licked my breasts. He grabbed my face with his index finger and his thumb and looked directly into my eyes while biting his lips. “I taste that good huh?” I could only nod in response, then he let my face go and I cleaned myself off.

I sat on my knees and was getting dressed as was Erik. “So where you heading after this?” I inquired. He furrowed his brow looking down at me. “Well, if you must know I’m flying to Africa in the morning.” He fastened his belt and grabbed his shirt. I raised my eye brow in interest. “Wow, that sounds interesting. I’ve always wanted to go to the Motherland. I wish I could go with you, I bet it’s so beautiful. He smirked softly at me and I sat on the velvet couch tracing random patterns on the fabric.

”Maybe one day I’ll come back and take you, I honest to God wish I could stay but I can’t. It’s been fun baby girl.” He walks over to me and kisses me on my forehead and hands me the money he owed. “Do you have family out there at least?” I asked as he was walking out. He paused and slightly turned his head towards me. “Yeah, It’s more like a little… family reunion.” Then he walked out of the room.

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