WARNINGS: 18+ only, SMUT, Dirty Talk, Oral Sex, Bondage, Slight Degradation, Slight Self-Degradation, Free-Use, etc.
PAIRINGS: Black OC x Erik Killmonger
Y/N stood in front of her bathroom mirror, tilting her head as she blended the last bit of concealer under her eyes. She had been getting ready for almost an hour and a half now, which was kind of ridiculous for a group dinner, but she couldn’t help it.
Mariah the Scientist played softly from her speaker on the counter. She hummed along while sectioning off another piece of hair and wrapping it around the curling iron. Some curls turned out better than others, but she wasn’t about to start over. She ran her fingers through them to loosen everything up before she stepped back to check the overall look.
She grabbed the leopard print dress she’d laid out on her bed earlier and slipped it on. It hugged her body tighter than she remembered especially around her waist, hips, and ass. It was a little bold for a casual dinner, but she liked how it looked. She paired it with some gold hoops and a couple of thin necklaces, then stepped into her strappy heels.
She went back to the mirror for makeup touchups. Just as she was spraying on one last layer of setting spray, her phone lit up on the counter.
Y/N’s stomach did a small flip. Her car was still at the shop, and when the group made dinner plans, Erik had casually offered to pick her up. She told herself it was no big deal, but after the night they spent together, being in a car alone with him already felt… loaded.
She gave herself one final look in the mirror, sprayed a little more perfume on her neck and wrists, and smoothed down her dress again. Grabbing her small purse and phone, she took a deep breath before turning off the bathroom light and heading out the door.
Y/N stepped out of her building, the cool evening air hitting her legs right away. She shivered a little and adjusted her purse strap as she walked toward the street. Erik’s car was parked right in front, and he was leaning against the passenger door looking down at his phone.
When he heard her heels, he glanced up. His eyes widened slightly as he took her in — the leopard print dress hugging her body, the way it fit her chest, waist, and hips. He didn’t even try to hide that he was staring.
“Damn,” he muttered under his breath straightening up and putting his phone away. “You look good.”
Y/N felt her face get warm but tried to brush it off. “Thanks,” she said with a small laugh stopping in front of him.
Erik kept looking at her for a second longer, then stepped closer and leaned in, giving her a quick kiss on the lips. When he pulled back, Y/N smiled and reached up to wipe the gloss off his mouth with her thumb.
“You’re gonna have my gloss on you all night,” she teased lightly.
Erik just smirked. “I’m not tripping.”
He opened the passenger door for her. Y/N slid into the seat, tugging the hem of her dress down a bit so it wouldn’t ride up too much. The leather felt cool against her thighs. Erik closed the door, walked around, and got in on the driver’s side.
The car immediately filled with the smell of his cologne. He started the engine but didn’t pull off right away. Instead, he sat there for a moment and looked over at her.
“You really do look good tonight,” he said.
Y/N met his eyes for a second. That familiar tension from weeks ago settled between them again. She looked away first.
“Thanks,” she replied quietly. “We should probably head out before we’re late.”
Erik chuckled under his breath like he knew exactly what she was doing, but he let it slide… for now.
He finally pulled off, one hand on the steering wheel, the other resting dangerously close to her thigh as they headed to the restaurant.
The drive to the restaurant took about fifteen minutes. The car ride was mostly quiet, filled with low music and the occasional small talk, but the tension between them lingered in the air. Erik’s hand stayed close to her thigh the whole time, never quite touching but always reminding her he was right there.
When they finally pulled into the parking lot, the restaurant was buzzing with people. It was one of their usual spots. Erik found a parking spot and turned off the engine. He looked over at Y/N one more time, his eyes drifting down to her dress again before he shook his head with a small smirk.
“You really tryna test me tonight,” he muttered playfully.
Y/N rolled her eyes but couldn’t hide her smile. “Come on, let’s go before they start texting us.”
They got out of the car and walked toward the entrance together. Erik held the door open for her, and as soon as they stepped inside the warm lighting and noise of the busy restaurant hit them. They didn’t have to look far. The crew was already there, sitting in the large waiting booth near the front.
Jada saw them first. “There they go!” she called out waving them over.
Aaliyah turned around and smiled. “Y’all finally made it.”
Y/N smiled as they walked up. Jada stood up and pulled her into a hug first. “Hey girl… okay, this dress is cute. You look good!”
Aaliyah hugged her next. “For real, the leopard print looks nice on you. I like the curls too.”
Trey got up and gave her a quick side hug. “You clean up nice, Y/N. That dress is doing a little something,” he said with a grin, then dapped Erik up. “What’s good, bro?”
Erik gave everyone a casual hug and dap. “Y’all been waiting long?”
“Nah, like ten minutes,” Jada said. “But I’m starving.”
They all chatted casually while standing there.
After a couple minutes, the hostess came over with menus. “Party of five?”
“Yeah, that’s us,” Trey answered.
“Perfect, follow me. Your table’s ready.”
The group started walking behind the hostess toward the back. Y/N walked beside Erik, very aware of how close he was, but trying to act completely normal around everyone.
They finally reached their table toward the back of the restaurant. It was a long booth-style table that could easily fit all five of them. Y/N quickly slid into one end of the booth hoping to put some space between her and Erik. He seemed to have the same idea and sat near the opposite end leaving Jada and Aaliyah in the middle and Trey across from them.
The waiter came over shortly after. “Can I start you off with some drinks?”
They all placed their orders — iced tea for Trey, margarita for Jada, lemonade for Aaliyah, a Coke for Erik, and Y/N got a Sprite. The waiter then asked if they wanted any appetizers. After a quick discussion, they decided on mozzarella sticks and loaded nachos to share.
Once the waiter walked away, the conversation flowed easily like it always did. Jada was complaining about her job, Aaliyah was showing everyone pictures from her recent trip, and Trey was making everyone laugh with his dramatic storytelling. Y/N chimed in here and there, laughing at the jokes and trying to act normal, but she was very aware of Erik sitting across and a few seats down from her.
Suddenly, a woman’s voice cut through their conversation.
A pretty girl with long braids and a tight red dress approached their table. She completely ignored everyone else and walked straight up to Erik, leaning down to give him a hug.
“Kiana,” Erik said sounding surprised but friendly as he hugged her back. “What’s up?”
The rest of the group exchanged quick glances. Jada raised an eyebrow at Aaliyah. Trey tilted his head slightly. Y/N stayed quiet forcing a small smile while her stomach twisted.
Erik pulled back from the hug and looked around the table. “Y’all, this is Kiana. Kiana, this is Jada, Aaliyah, Trey, and Y/N.”
Kiana gave a polite wave to everyone, but when her eyes landed on Y/N, she paused for a second and gave her an unreadable look.
“Hey,” Kiana said simply before she turned her attention back to Erik. “I’m here with my mom actually. She’s sitting right over there.”
Erik glanced in the direction she pointed before he stood up. “Let me go say what’s up real quick. I’ll be right back.”
He slid out of the booth and walked off with Kiana toward her table, leaving the group sitting there in an awkward silence. Jada was the first to speak.
“Okay… who the hell was that?” she asked looking around the table.
Aaliyah raised an eyebrow. “Right? She came straight over like she owned him. And that hug was a little too comfortable.”
Trey leaned back in the booth. “ I’ve seen her around a couple times when we’ve been out with Erik. They used to mess around a little bit before he went overseas, I think. Not sure what it is now.”
Jada sucked her teeth. “Well, she was definitely acting like she still had some kind of claim. Did you see how she barely even looked at the rest of us?”
While the group continued whispering and speculating, Y/N stayed quiet. Her eyes drifted over to the table where Erik was standing. He was laughing at something Kiana’s mom said. Kiana was standing close to him, touching his arm as she talked, and Erik didn’t pull away. The three of them looked… comfortable.
Kiana suddenly glanced over in Y/N’s direction and caught her staring. A smug smirk tugged at the corner of Kiana’s lips before she turned back to Erik, laughing at something he said.
Y/N’s stomach twisted sharply. She quickly looked down at the menu in front of her pretending to read it even though the words were blurry. He’s not your man, she reminded herself. You have no right to feel like this. But the jealousy still sat heavy in her chest making her feel sick.
Trey, who had been watching her the whole time, noticed the shift in her expression.
“You good, Y/N?” he asked, voice low enough that the girls didn’t hear.
Y/N forced a small smile and looked up at him. “Yeah, I’m fine. Just hungry. I should’ve eaten something before we left.”
Trey nodded slowly, but his eyes stayed on her like he wasn’t fully convinced. Y/N hurriedly fixed her face, sitting up straighter and pretending to be interested in the conversation again. She didn’t want Trey or anyone catching on to what she was feeling.
A few minutes later, the waiter returned with their drinks and appetizers. He set everything down on the table with a friendly smile.
The group immediately jumped back into normal conversation, grabbing food and chatting about random things. But Y/N’s mind kept drifting back to Erik’s table across the room no matter how hard she tried to focus on the nachos in front of her.
A few minutes later, Erik finally made his way back to the table, rubbing his hands together as he slid into his seat with a grin. “Alright, I’m back. Y’all better not have ate up all the nachos while I was gone,” he said already reaching toward the plate in the middle of the table.
“Uh-uh, hold up,” Jada said quickly putting her hand out to stop him. “You just came from hugging that girl. Go put some hand sanitizer on before you touch anything.”
The whole table burst out laughing.
Erik laughed too, leaning back and holding his hands up. “Damn, it’s like that? Alright, alright.” He reached into his pocket, pulled out the small bottle of hand sanitizer he always carried, and rubbed some thoroughly on his hands. “Y’all happy now?”
“Much better,” Jada said.
Y/N laughed along with the rest of the group, but it felt forced. She was still trying to push down the irritation sitting heavy in her chest.
The waiter returned a short while later. “Alright, are we ready to order our entrees?”
They went around the table one by one. Jada ordered salmon, Aaliyah got shrimp tacos, Trey went with steak, and Erik ordered a burger with fries. When it was Y/N’s turn, she kept it simple. “Can I get the grilled chicken pasta with a side salad, please?”
Once everyone had ordered, Y/N set her menu down and stood up from the booth. “I’m gonna run to the bathroom real quick,” she said forcing a small smile. “I’ll be right back.”
Aaliyah started to stand up too. “I’ll go with you.”
Y/N shook her head quickly, already stepping away from the table. “No, I’m good. I’ll be right back, I promise.”
Aaliyah sat back down, giving her a slightly confused look but shrugging it off. “Okay, girl.”
Y/N turned and headed towards the restroom area needing a moment to collect herself.
Y/N pushed open the bathroom door and stepped inside. She walked over to the sink area and placed both hands on the cool countertop staring at her reflection for a moment. She took a deep breath.
He is not your man, Y/N. Get it together, she told herself firmly.
No matter how many times she repeated it, she couldn’t shake the image of Erik laughing and standing so comfortably with Kiana and her mom. The way Kiana had touched his arm so casually. The smirk she gave her across the room. It all sat heavy and uncomfortable in her chest.
She took another deep breath trying to push the thoughts away. “It’s not that deep,” she whispered quietly to her reflection.
She reached into her purse, pulled out her lip gloss, and carefully reapplied it. Then she fluffed out her curls with her fingers making sure they still looked good. She was just about to close her purse when she heard the bathroom door open behind her.
She didn’t turn around at first. But then a voice spoke, laced with fake sweetness.
“Interesting choice of outfit tonight.”
Y/N paused, then slowly turned to face her. Kiana was standing a few feet away as she leaned against the counter with her arms crossed, a smug little smile playing on her lips.
Kiana looked her up and down slowly. “Leopard print? You came dressed like you’re trying to catch somebody’s attention. It’s cute though.”
Y/N kept her expression calm even though her stomach tightened. She let out a dry laugh and tilted her head slightly.
“Actually, I just liked the dress,” she replied evenly. “Didn’t realize I needed your approval to wear it.”
Kiana’s smile didn’t falter. She took a small step closer. “I’m just saying… you’re really going all out tonight. Erik’s always had a type, and you showing up looking like that? A little try-hard, don’t you think?”
Y/N raised an eyebrow. She gave Kiana a slow once-over before replying with a slick smile.
“Try-hard? That’s funny coming from somebody who walked straight up to the table and ignored everyone else just to get to him. But don’t worry, I’m good over here. You enjoy the rest of your night with your mom… and whatever else you think you still have.”
She closed her purse with a soft click, gave Kiana one last look, and walked past her toward the door.
“See you around,” Y/N said over her shoulder before pushing the door open and stepping out.
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The rest of the dinner passed without any more incidents. The food eventually arrived, and the table fell into an rhythm of eating and light conversation.
By the time they finished eating, everyone was stuffed. Y/N, Aaliyah, and Trey asked for to-go boxes for their leftovers while Erik and Jada had cleared their plates completely.
They spent a few more minutes talking about their next hangout. After going back and forth, they settled on a backyard kickback at Trey’s place in two weekends.
Once the bill was paid and everyone gathered their things, they stood up from the table and made their way out of the restaurant together. In the parking lot, they exchanged their goodbyes before getting in their seperate cars.
Y/N walked quietly beside Erik toward his car. There was no conversation between them. It was just the sound of their footsteps and the distant noise of the restaurant behind them. The earlier tension still lingered in the air as they reached his car and got inside.
Erik opened the passenger door for Y/N like he always did. She slid into the seat without saying anything. He closed the door gently before he walked around to the driver’s side and got in. The car started with a low rumble and he pulled out of the parking lot, heading toward her place.
For the first few minutes, the ride was quiet. Then Erik reached over with his right hand letting it rest on her thigh like it was the most natural thing in the world. Before his fingers could settle, Y/N pushed his hand away firmly.
Erik glanced over at her confused. “What’s wrong with you?”
She didn’t respond. She just kept staring straight ahead with her arms crossed over her chest.
He took a deep sigh, gripping the steering wheel a little tighter. “Y/N… what’s wrong? Talk to me.”
Still nothing. Instead, she turned her body all the way toward the passenger window as she stared out into the passing streetlights.
Erik let out a frustrated breath. “You know I hate when you ignore me.”
Y/N shrugged slightly still refusing to look at him. Her eyes stayed fixed on the window.
He watched her for a second longer before shaking his head.
He reached over and turned the volume up on the radio. Kendrick Lamar’s voice filled the car, the beat loud between them.
After a few minutes, she started noticing the turns Erik was making. These weren’t the right ones to get to her house. Her brows furrowed slightly as she opened her mouth to say something.
“Nah,” Erik said before she could get a word out. “Keep that mouth shut like you been doing the whole time.”
Y/N turned her head sharply toward him. “Fuck you.”
Erik let out a low chuckle, the sound very dark. He pressed down on the gas a little harder speeding up slightly as the streetlights blurred past.
“Oh, you lost it now,” he said.
They arrived at Erik’s house a couple of minutes later. He pulled into the driveway and put the car in park with more force than necessary. Before Y/N could even reach for the door handle, Erik was already out of the driver’s seat and rounding the car. He yanked open the passenger door.
“Get ya ass out now,” he said grabbing her arm and pulling her out of the car. It wasn’t overly rough, but it was firm enough that she stumbled slightly on her heels.
“Erik, get off me,” she snapped trying to pull her arm away from his grip.
He didn’t listen. He kept hold of her as he slammed the car door shut and quickly unlocked the front door of his house. The second they stepped inside, he closed the door hard behind them and immediately pinned her against the wall in the hallway.
His body pressed firmly against hers, one hand still gripping her arm while the other planted flat against the wall beside her head.
“Who the fuck you think you talking to like that?” he growled.
Before she could answer, he kissed her roughly, his hand sliding from the wall to grip the back of her neck. Y/N fought against it at first, turning her head away.
“Stop,” she said pushing at his chest. “Go kiss that bitch Kiana instead.”
Erik froze. He pulled back just enough to look at her, his expression shifting from anger to something softer. He studied her face carefully.
“Is this what all of this is about?” he asked.
Y/N avoided his eyes and looked down at his chest instead. She didn’t answer.
“Baby, look at me,” he said softly.
She slowly lifted her gaze. When their eyes met, he could see the tears forming in hers.
Erik’s face softened completely. He let go of her arm and gently cupped her face with both hands.
“Kiana is somebody I used to mess with a long time ago,” he said calmly. “That’s it. She’s in the past. I don’t want her. I haven’t wanted her for a long time.”
Y/N’s lip trembled slightly. “It didn’t look that way tonight. The way she was all up on you… laughing and touching you like that.”
Erik shook his head still holding her face gently.
“I was just being polite because her mom was right there,” he explained. “That’s all it was. I wasn’t flirting with her. I don’t want her. I want you. Only you.”
He leaned his forehead against hers, voice dropping even lower, almost a whisper.
“I’m here with you right now, ain’t I? I picked you up. I brought you to my house. I’m not thinking about nobody else but you.”
Y/N stayed quiet for a moment as she processed his words. The tension in her body slowly started to ease under his gentle touch.
Erik stayed close, forehead resting against hers, thumbs gently stroking her cheeks. He searched her eyes for a second longer before leaning in and kissing her again.
This time the kiss was softer at first like he was trying to prove his words. Y/N hesitated for half a second before she kissed him back. Her hands came up to grip the front of his hoodie pulling him closer into the kiss. The moment she did that, something shifted. The kiss intensified quickly, turning hungry and desperate. Tongues tangled, breaths mixed, and needy sounds escaped between them.
Erik groaned into her mouth, one hand sliding down to grip her waist while the other stayed at the back of her neck holding her right where he wanted her.
When he finally pulled back just enough to speak, his voice was full of heat.
“She isn’t getting this dick like you are,” he murmured against her lips. “She isn’t getting this tongue on her pussy like you are.”
He kissed her again, biting her bottom lip before soothing it with his tongue.
“You the only one I want tasting like this. The only one I want creaming on my dick. The only one I want moaning my name.”
His hand slid down to squeeze her ass, pulling her even tighter against him so she could feel how hard he still was.
“So stop acting like you don’t know what this is,” he said. “You mine. And I’m yours.”
Erik kissed her again. He bent slightly, grabbed the back of her thighs with both hands, and lifted her up like she weighed nothing. Y/N gasped into his mouth as her legs instinctively wrapped tight around his waist. Her dress rolled all the way up her hips and bunched around her waist completely exposing her ass and soaked panties. The second her legs locked behind his back, he smacked her ass hard with one hand, the loud crack echoing through the hallway like a gunshot.
“Fuck,” he groaned against her lips squeezing the soft flesh of her ass with both hands as he started carrying her up the stairs. Every step made her feel his hard dick pressing insistently against her panties, rubbing right against her clit through the thin fabric. Y/N moaned softly, her arms wrapped around his neck, fingers digging into his shoulders as he continued kissing her. His tongue tangled with hers while his hands kneaded and spread her ass cheeks as he occasionally smacked her ass again just to hear the sound and feel her jolt against him.
By the time they reached the top of the stairs, they were both breathing heavily. Erik kicked the bedroom door open with his foot and carried her straight to the bed. He laid her down on her back without ever pulling his mouth away from hers, his heavy body settling between her spread legs as the kiss continued.
Y/N moaned louder into his mouth as one of his hands slid between their bodies. He pushed her dress up even further around her waist completely exposing her lower half. His fingers immediately found her soaked panties, rubbing her slowly through the drenched fabric.
“Goddamn, baby,” he groaned against her lips as he pressed two thick fingers firmly against her swollen clit and rubbed it in slow circles. “You’re fucking dripping.”
Y/N’s hips rolled up desperately into his hand chasing the pleasure as he kept rubbing her clit through her panties. Her moans grew louder and needier.
Erik didn’t rush. He took his time kissing her deeply while his fingers worked her soaked pussy.
Before she could cum, he pulled back leaving her pussy throbbing and aching with need.
He sat back on his knees between her spread legs, his chest rising and falling as he looked down at her with hooded eyes. A predatory smirk spread across his face.
Then, very slowly, he started stripping for her.
He grabbed the bottom of his hoodie and began pulling it off inch by inch, teasing her. First, his defined abs came into view, then his muscular chest, followed by his strong shoulders and arms. He revealed his scarred, bare skin as he finally tugged the hoodie over his head and tossed it aside. He kept his eyes locked on her the entire time watching the way her gaze followed every movement and he clearly enjoyed how she stared at him.
Next, he hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his joggers and boxers. He pushed them down painfully slow revealing the deep V-line of his hips first. His thick dick finally sprang free, slapping hard and heavy against his lower stomach with an audible sound. It was rock hard, veins bulging along the shaft, the fat head already shiny with precum. Erik took his time kicking his joggers and boxers completely off before he stood up fully beside the bed so she could see every inch of him.
He stood there completely naked for a long moment letting her look. His muscular body was on full display. His broad shoulders, sculpted chest and abs, strong thighs, and that thick, throbbing dick standing proud and heavy between his legs twitching slightly under her gaze. He slowly stroked himself with one hand, base to tip, while staring down at her with hungry eyes.
Y/N’s eyes were glued to him. Her soaked pussy clenching around nothing as she watched him.
Once he was satisfied with how long he’d made her wait and stare, Erik walked over to his closet and reached inside. He pulled out a pair of black metal handcuffs and dangled them from his finger as he walked back to the bed with a wicked smirk on his face.
“I’ve been a bad boy tonight,” he said. “I want you to punish me.”
Erik climbed back onto the bed, hovering over her, and handed her the handcuffs. His hard dick brushed heavily against her thigh leaving a sticky trail of precum on her skin.
Y/N’s eyes widened in genuine shock as she stared at the handcuffs in her hand, then back up at him.
“Wait… you want me to…?” she asked, voice soft with surprise. Erik had always been the dominant one. He was usually the one in control, the one pinning her down, the one telling her what to do. Seeing him like this threw her completely off guard.
Erik smirked, but his eyes were serious with lust.
“Yeah,” he said. “I want you to punish me.”
Y/N blinked. “Are you sure?”
Instead of answering with words, Erik leaned down and kissed her deeply. When he pulled back just enough to speak, his lips brushed against hers.
“I should be punished for letting that bitch think she could ever get this dick,” he murmured. “For letting her think she had any kind of chance when this dick belongs to you.”
He kissed her again, his tongue sliding into her mouth as one hand gripped her thigh.
“So cuff me, baby,” he whispered against her lips. “Make me pay for that shit.”
Then something shifted in her. She sat up slowly, pushed against his chest, and forced him onto his back on the bed. Erik let her, a surprised but pleased smirk on his face as he fell back against the pillows. He bit his lip hard and his eyes darkened with lust as he watched her climb on top of him.
She straddled his waist for a second and looked down at him with a newfound confidence. Then she grabbed his wrists one by one and cuffed them to the headboard, the metal clicking loudly into place. Erik tested the cuffs, pulling slightly, muscles flexing in his arms and chest. He was completely at her mercy now.
Y/N stood up from the bed and stood at the edge so he could see all of her. She reached behind her back and slowly unzipped the dress as she kept her eyes on him the entire time. She let the straps fall off her shoulders one at a time, teasing him as the fabric slid down her body. The dress pooled at her feet leaving her in just her black lace bra and matching panties.
Erik’s dick twitched hard against his stomach as he watched her. “Fuck, baby…” he groaned biting his lip again.
She reached behind her back and unclasped her bra. Her full breasts spilled free, nipples already hard. Then she turned around slowly giving him a perfect view of her ass. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and bent over at the waist sliding them down her legs inch by inch.
Once the panties were off, she stayed bent over, legs slightly spread. She started twerking slowly for him making her ass bounce and clap. The movement made her wet pussy lips part slightly. Then she reached back with both hands, grabbed her ass cheeks, and spread herself open wide for him.
Erik let out a deep groan at the sight. Her pussy was glistening, creamy, and dripping. Strings of her arousal visibly stretched between her folds. She spread herself even wider showing him everything.
“Goddamn… look at that pretty pussy creaming for me,” he rasped pulling against the handcuffs.
Y/N turned around and stood at the edge of the bed for a moment, breathing heavily as she looked down at Erik. He was completely naked, handcuffed to the headboard, and his thick dick was rock hard and leaking against his stomach. The power she felt in that moment made her thighs press together.
She kicked off her strappy heels one by one letting them fall to the floor with soft thuds. Then she reached down, picked up her soaked black lace panties from the floor, and dangled them in front of him. The fabric was visibly wet with her arousal.
Erik’s eyes darkened even more as he watched her.
Without saying a word, Y/N climbed onto the bed and straddled his chest. She pressed the soaked panties against his lips.
“Open,” she ordered softly.
Erik obeyed and parted his lips. She slowly stuffed the wet lace into his mouth and pushed the drenched fabric past his lips until it filled his mouth. He groaned deeply around the material, eyes rolling back slightly at the taste of her.
“Good boy,” she whispered patting his cheek lightly.
She slid back down his body until she was straddling his thighs. His dick stood tall and throbbing right in front of her. Y/N wrapped her hand around the thick base. She stroked him slowly, twisting her wrist at the head, spreading the precum that was leaking from him all over his shaft.
Erik moaned loudly around her panties, hips bucking up into her hand desperately. She kept her pace torturously slow, squeezing him firmly as she stroked him up and down watching his abs flex and his chest rise and fall rapidly.
“Look at you,” she murmured with her eyes locked on his face. “All tied up with my panties in your mouth… leaking all over my hand like a desperate slut.”
She stroked him a little faster, thumb rubbing over the sensitive head on every upstroke. Erik’s muffled groans grew louder, his body straining against the handcuffs as he tried to thrust into her fist. Sweat started to glisten on his scarred chest.
Y/N leaned forward slightly letting her breasts brush against his dick as she continued stroking him with long and slow strokes. She could feel him throbbing wildly in her hand. His veins pulsed under her fingers.
“You like this?” she asked softly squeezing the head of his dick. “Being my little play-toy tonight?”
Erik nodded frantically, eyes half-lidded, moaning desperately around the soaked panties in his mouth.
“Fuck, you’re so hard,” she whispered as she squeezed him tighter at the base before stroking all the way up again. “Look at you… leaking everywhere. You really are a bad boy tonight.”
She picked up the pace just a little, jerking him faster while her other hand cupped and massaged his heavy balls. Erik’s breathing grew ragged. His muffled moans got louder. She could tell he was getting close.
Just as his hips started stuttering and his eyes rolled back, Y/N suddenly pulled her hand away completely leaving his dick twitching and bouncing in the air.
Erik let out a frustrated groan, pulling hard against the cuffs as his body jerked.
Y/N smirked down at him. She leaned forward, hooked her fingers into the waistband of the panties still stuffed in his mouth, and slowly pulled them out. Strings of saliva connected the wet lace to his lips as she removed them.
She held the soaked panties in her hand for a second before she tossed them aside. Crawling higher up his body, she positioned herself so her dripping pussy hovered just inches above his face. Erik’s eyes widened with hunger, staring up at her glistening folds as she slowly lowered herself… only to stop right before he could taste her.
She hovered there, teasing him mercilessly. Her wet pussy was so close he could feel the heat radiating from her and could smell how turned on she was. She rocked her hips slightly letting her swollen clit brush just barely against the tip of his nose before pulling back again.
Erik groaned loudly, neck straining as he tried to lift his head to reach her. “Please…” he rasped.
Y/N smiled down at him, biting her lip as she continued to hover and tease. She spread her knees a little wider giving him an even better view of her creamy pussy before she lowered herself so close that her wet folds brushed against his lips for half a second before she lifted away once more.
“You want this pussy?” she asked softly. “You want to taste how wet I am for you?”
Erik nodded frantically, eyes dark and pleading as he stared up at her dripping center. His tongue darted out trying desperately to reach her, but she kept just out of reach and enjoyed the power she had over him.
Y/N smirked down at him as she bit her lip. “That’s not good enough. Beg for it. Beg for this pussy like you mean it.”
Erik’s eyes were wild with lust as he looked up at her. His chest heaved with heavy breaths.
“Please, baby,” he begged. “Please sit on my face. I need to taste you. I’ve been thinking about this pussy all night. Let me eat it… please. I’ll do anything. Just let me bury my tongue in you. I need it so fucking bad.”
Y/N’s pussy clenched at his words. She hovered there a moment longer before she finally lowered herself.
She sat fully on his face, her wet pussy pressing down against his mouth and nose. Erik moaned loudly the second she made contact, the sound vibrating straight through her core. He immediately went to work and devoured her like a man starved.
His tongue licked long and sloppy stripes up her slit collecting every drop of her cream before swirling around her swollen clit. He sucked her clit into his mouth hard, flicking his tongue rapidly against it while groaning loudly. The vibrations made Y/N’s thighs shake as she moaned, grinding down harder on his face.
“Fuck, Erik…” she whimpered, one hand gripping the headboard for balance while the other tangled in his locs.
Erik was relentless. He pushed his tongue deep inside her hole, fucking her with it in steady strokes, slurping and sucking loudly on her juices. He ate her messily. Wet sounds filled the room as he licked, sucked, and devoured every inch of her pussy.
Y/N started riding his face, smearing her wetness all over his lips, chin, and nose. Erik moaned like he was in heaven.
“That’s it… eat this pussy,” she moaned rolling her hips faster. “You like how I taste, don’t you? You like being my seat?”
Erik groaned loudly in response, sucking harder on her clit. He alternated between fucking her with his tongue and sucking greedily on her clit, his head moving with her as she rode his face. He was completely lost in her and moaned like her pussy was the best thing he’d ever tasted.
Y/N’s moans grew louder, her thighs starting to tremble around his head as the pleasure built fast and intense. She rode his face harder, grinding her clit against his tongue while he sucked and licked without mercy.
She reached behind her with one hand and wrapped her fingers around his throbbing dick. It was rock hard and leaking heavily, pulsing in her grip as she started stroking him slowly from base to tip. Erik moaned loudly into her pussy the second her hand touched him.
“Fuck… yes, just like that,” she whimpered.
Erik’s muffled groans grew louder and more desperate as she jerked him off.
“You love this, don’t you?” she taunted breathlessly. “You love eating my pussy while I use you.”
His tongue pushed deeper inside her as he moaned in agreement. The wet sounds of him devouring her mixed with the sounds of her hand stroking his dick filled the entire room.
Y/N felt her orgasm building fast. She stroked him even faster, squeezing him tighter as she rode his face.
“I’m gonna cum,” she moaned loudly. “I’m so close… cum with me, Erik. I want you to cum while you’re eating this pussy. Cum for me right now.”
Erik let out a deep moan against her clit, his body tensing hard beneath her. His tongue flicked rapidly against her swollen nub while she stroked him relentlessly. Y/N cried out as her orgasm crashed over her, her pussy gushing on his tongue. At the same time, Erik’s dick pulsed hard in her hand. Thick ropes of cum shot across his abs, chest, and her hands as he came with her.
Y/N kept stroking him slowly through the aftershocks, milking the last few spurts from his dick while she gently rubbed her sensitive pussy against his tongue. Erik continued licking her softly, cleaning her up with gentle strokes until she finally lifted off his face.
Erik’s face was a complete mess. His lips, chin, and nose were shiny and covered with her juices. He looked up at her with lust-filled eyes.
She leaned down and kissed him deeply, tasting herself all over his mouth and tongue. Erik groaned as he kissed her back hungrily.
When she finally pulled back, a thin string of saliva and her wetness connected their lips. Y/N looked down at her hand which still covered in thick ropes of his cum from when she stroked him. Without breaking eye contact, she brought her hand to her mouth and slowly licked it clean, dragging her tongue across her palm and fingers tasting every drop of him.
Erik watched her as he bit his lip hard.
“Fuck… you’re so nasty,” he groaned. “Such a filthy girl for me.”
Y/N smirked, licking the last bit from between her fingers.
Erik’s breathing was still ragged as he looked up at her. “What do you want next, baby?” he asked. “Tell me. I’ll give you whatever you want.”
Y/N straddled his waist, hovering just above his still-hard dick. She looked him dead in the eyes and whispered, “I want you to fuck me. I want you deep inside me.”
Erik’s dick twitched hard at her words.
Without another word, Y/N reached up and unlocked the handcuffs, freeing his wrists. The second the metal clicked open, Erik’s hands were on her. His hands gripped her hips tightly as he flipped her onto her back in one swift motion.
He looked down at her. “You sure you want this?” he asked, his hard dick resting heavy and leaking against her soaked pussy.
Y/N nodded quickly. “Yes… fuck me, Erik. I need you inside me.”
Erik pushed inside her slowly, stretching her open with a deep groan. “Fuck, baby…” he whispered, burying his face in her neck as he bottomed out. “So fucking tight and wet for me.”
He started fucking her with slow strokes, rolling his hips so she felt every inch. His hands gripped her thighs, spreading her wider as he thrust into her. Y/N’s head fell back against the pillow, a broken moan slipping out as pleasure flooded her body.
Erik kissed her neck and sucked lightly on her skin. “This pussy feels so good,” he murmured.
Y/N could barely respond. Every deep stroke stole her breath, her mouth falling open in silent cries as he hit that perfect spot inside her over and over. She gripped his back, nails digging into his skin, her legs wrapping tighter around his waist.
Erik’s pace gradually picked up. “You’re mine,” he said against her ear. “Only mine. I don’t want anybody else. Just you.”
Y/N moaned loudly, her eyes squeezing shut as the pleasure became overwhelming.
Erik kept going. “You feel that?” he groaned. “This dick is yours. All of it.”
Y/N’s head was spinning. The way he filled her, the way his body moved against hers, the way his voice rumbled in her ear — it was too much. She could only moan and cling to him, her pussy clenching tightly around his thick dick with every thrust.
Erik’s hand slid down to rub her clit in slow circles while he fucked her. “That’s it, baby. Take this dick. Let me make you feel good.”
She managed a shaky “Erik…” as her body trembled beneath him. Her thighs shook around his waist and her back arched off the bed as the pleasure built higher and higher.
He leaned down and kissed her messily, swallowing her moans as he fucked her harder. “I got you,” he whispered against her lips.
“Faster… Erik, please go faster.”
Erik groaned at her words. His hips snapped forward harder and faster giving her exactly what she asked for. The bed creaked loudly under them as he pounded into her. The wet sound of their bodies colliding filled the room.
“Like this?” he growled. “You want me to fuck you like this?”
Y/N could only moan loudly in response. “Yes— fuck, yes! Don’t stop!”
Erik slammed into her so deep she felt it in her stomach. Y/N’s moans turned into broken cries, her pussy clenching tightly around his dick as the pressure built unbearably fast.
“I’m gonna cum,” she whimpered. “Erik, I’m about to cum—”
“CUM on this dick,” he growled. “Cum all over this shit, baby. Let me feel it. Give it to me.”
Y/N came hard with a loud cry, her pussy spasming violently around his dick. Her juices gushed around him soaking his dick and the sheets beneath them.
The feeling of her cumming so hard around him triggered Erik’s own release. He fucked her through her orgasm for a few more deep strokes before he suddenly pulled out with a wet sound. He stroked his dick fast aiming at her pussy.
“Fuck— I’m about to nuttttt,” he groaned.
Thick ropes of cum shot out across her pussy, painting her swollen folds and clit. Erik kept stroking himself as he rubbed the head of his dick up and down her cum-covered pussy, spreading his load all over her sensitive flesh.
Erik finally collapsed beside her and pulled her into his arms. Y/N wrapped her arms around his neck and held him close as their sweaty bodies pressed together. He kissed her deeply, their tongues lazily moving together as they caught their breath.
“You did such a good job, baby,” he murmured against her lips as he kissed her again softly. “Such a good fucking girl for me.”
Erik sat up slowly. “Stay right here, baby. Don’t move.”
He got up from the bed and walked to the bathroom. Y/N could hear the sink running for a minute before he returned with a warm rag. He climbed back onto the bed and gently spread her legs, taking his time as he wiped her clean. The warm cloth felt soothing against her pussy. He was careful and thorough, wiping away every trace of their mess with gentle strokes.
“You okay?” he asked softly.
Y/N nodded, too blissed out to speak much.
After he finished cleaning her, he wiped himself off quickly before he tossed the rag into the hamper in the corner of the room. He climbed back into bed and pulled her into his arms, wrapping her up against his chest. Y/N curled into him immediately burying her face in his neck as he pampered her with soft kisses all over her forehead, her cheeks, the tip of her nose, her eyelids, and finally her lips.
“You with me, baby?” he murmured between kisses.
Y/N let out a content sigh. “Yeah… I’m with you.”
They stayed like that for a long moment. The only sounds in the room were their breathing and the faint hum of the air conditioner.
After a while, Y/N spoke quietly, almost shyly.
“I still can’t believe you let me do that… cuff you and everything.”
Erik chuckled softly, the sound rumbling in his chest. He kissed the top of her head and squeezed her a little tighter.
“Yeah, well… don’t get used to it,” he teased. “I was feeling generous tonight. Next time, I’m tying your ass up and reminding you who’s really in charge.”
Y/N laughed tiredly against his neck. “You’re so full of shit.”
Erik grinned and tilted her chin up so he could kiss her properly again. When he pulled back, he looked at her with a soft expression.
“I want you, Y/N,” he said quietly. “I want all of you. The real shit. The good days and the bad ones. I want you to stop running from me.”
He brushed his thumb across her cheek.
“And I know you want me too. I can feel it every time we’re together. So stop fighting it, baby. Be mine. For real this time. Let me be your man.”
Y/N searched his eyes for a long moment, her heart beating fast in her chest. She gave him a small smile and nodded.
“Yes,” she whispered. “I’ll be your girl.”
Erik’s face broke into a wide smile which showed his gold fronts and made his eyes crinkle at the corners. He pulled her closer and kissed her deeply.
When they finally pulled apart, Y/N rested her forehead against his and let out a soft laugh.
“The group is gonna freak out when they find out,” she murmured. “Like, actually lose their minds.”
He thought about it for a second before a mischievous glint appeared in his eyes.
“I got an idea,” he said.
He made sure the sheet was pulled up high enough to cover Y/N’s body properly, tucking it around her shoulders so only her face and a bit of her collarbone were visible. Then he reached over to the nightstand, grabbed his phone, and pulled her closer so their faces were side by side.
“Smile, baby,” he said softly holding the phone up.
Y/N laughed lightly and leaned her head against his, giving the camera a small smile. Erik snapped the selfie with the both of them looking relaxed, a little sweaty, and unmistakably together in his bed.
He opened the group chat and sent the photo without any caption.
A few minutes later, Erik’s phone started blowing up.
The group chat notifications came in rapid fire.
<Trey: I fucking knew something was going on with y’all two!!! The way y’all were acting at dinner had me suspicious af
Jada was next, sending a string of shocked emojis.
<Jada: Since WHEN?!?! I need the tea RIGHT NOW
Aaliyah jumped in right after.
<Aaliyah: HOLD THE FUCK UP
<Aaliyah: Y’all been sneaking around??? 😭
The messages kept coming, the group chat moving at lightning speed.
<Jada: Wait… so the night Erik took the honeypack… y’all went to his house after?!
<Aaliyah: I’m actually screaming rn. Y/N you were acting so normal like you didn’t just get dicked down 😭
Erik was laughing quietly beside Y/N, scrolling through the messages with her. Y/N buried her face in his chest, half embarrassed, half amused.
Then Trey dropped the bomb.
<Trey: Group FaceTime. Right now. I need to see y’all faces for this conversation. 5 minutes.
The group chat exploded with thumbs up and emojis. Erik looked at Y/N with a raised eyebrow.
“You ready for this?” he asked smirking.
Y/N let out a nervous laugh. “Not really… but we might as well get it over with.”
A few minutes later, the FaceTime call came through. Erik answered, propping the phone up against the lamp on the nightstand so both of them were visible. He pulled Y/N closer, wrapping an arm around her shoulders as the others joined one by one.
Trey was the first face to pop up, grinning like he’d won the lottery. “I knew it! I fucking knew it! The tension at dinner was crazy. Y’all thought y’all was slick!”
Jada joined next, mouth open in shock. “Y/N!!! You been holding out on us?! I thought we were besties! How long has this been going on?!”
Y/N laughed, hiding her face in Erik’s shoulder for a second before peeking out. “It’s… complicated. But yeah… it’s been a thing for a little while now.”
Erik rubbed her arm gently, looking at the camera with a calm smirk. “It’s official now though. She’s my girl.”
Trey spoke grinning from ear to ear. “OFFICIAL?! Oh we celebrating this weekend fr! Y’all really thought y’all was slick hiding this?!”
Aaliyah leaned closer to her camera, looking shocked but amused. “So the Kiana thing tonight… that’s why you got quiet, Y/N?”
Trey laughed loudly. “I knew something was off when you went to the bathroom!”
Y/N groaned. “Y’all are so nosy, oh my god.”
Erik just smiled, kissing the side of her head. “They’ll get over it.”
Jada wasn’t letting it go. “No, no, no — we need details! When did this start?“
Trey leaned in. “And be honest — how long have y’all been sneaking around?”
Y/N sighed, still laughing. “It started before the honeypack night… but we’ve been complicated for a while. I was scared, so I was ignoring him. But tonight we made it official.”
After a few more minutes of teasing, congratulations, and wild questions, Jada yawned. “Okay, it’s getting late and I’m tired. But we’re definitely talking more about this later. Love y’all!”
Aaliyah nodded. “Same. Congrats again, you two. Don’t mess it up!”
Trey gave them a salute. “Proud of y’all. Night, lovebirds.”
After the FaceTime call ended, the bedroom fell quiet again. Erik set his phone back on the nightstand and turned to Y/N, pulling her closer under the sheets. He looked at her for a long moment, almost like he was still processing everything that had happened tonight.
“I still can’t believe you’re really my girl now,” he said softly.
Y/N looked up at him. She let out a soft laugh and shook her head.
“I can’t believe it either,” she admitted.
Erik’s smile widened. He leaned in and kissed her slowly, savoring the moment. But the kiss quickly deepened. Y/N’s hands slid up to his neck, pulling him closer as their tongues met.
When they finally pulled apart, both of them were breathing heavier. Erik rested his forehead against hers, his hand gently stroking her side.
“One more round?” he asked, a hint of that smirk returning. “I don’t think I’m done with you yet.”
Y/N smiled against his lips, her fingers tracing his jaw.
“Ready when you are,” she whispered back.
They made love all night long solidifying their new relationship with every touch, every kiss, and every whispered promise between them.
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