#drunken disaster

Erik Stevens (killmonger) x black reader

Genesis

Two (me)

Four

Six 

Seven

Eight

Towed

part one

part two

Part three

Part four

Drunken disaster/ mistake 

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

part fourteen

The Ultimate Betrayal

part one 

part two

part three

part four

part five

One shots

Period (Erik)

Make me (1)

Cool Beginnings (1) Lesson Learned (2)

M’baku

The Line

T’challa

The Altar (1)

The Slave Chronicles

Fallen

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Over the next month you got situated in the house again. You met his other cousin Shuri, T’challa’s sister. Her sweet and funny personality made you take a liking to her. They were very fun to be around but after a week they had to return to their home. 

Erik was very helpful with my move back into his house. He went and got your things from the motel and left and gave you time and space to sort your feelings. He bought you to work every day so as a thank you, you cooked for him. He also warned you to be aware of your surroundings and if you ever feel something is wrong call him immediately. You remembered why he told you these things. You had been so caught up in living your life you forgot  about the threat of Shawn and Santana. Wanting to believe as long as you were near Erik they wouldn’t dare try to hurt you. 

You still worked  and that meant your boss was still trying to get with you. One day you mistakenly butt dialed Erik while going to your bosses office and he overheard your boss flirting with you. The next day he walked with you to your office and made sure to kiss you on the lips in front of everyone. After that day the flirting and inappropriate conversations from your boss stopped. 

Erik had you reconsidering your relationship with him. Even though you were not intimate with one another every time you passed him his scent made your heart waver and your legs weak. You wanted him badly. So much that you would masturbate thinking about him every night.

Friday evening the ride back to the house Erik asked you did you want to go out to eat. You said yes and asked where he was taking you, and was told it was a surprise.

“Alright I need to shower and i’ll be right back” you tell him. “Also I need to go in your room and get some clothes out the closet, if that’s okay.” 

“It’s Cool.” he says.

You smile back at him and go into his room where the wedding picture is still hanging above the bed. Taking a moment to look at it, then continuing to the closet. Picking out your clothes you decide to use his bathroom instead, it was huge way bigger than your bathroom. Walking into the bathroom you strip turning on the shower letting the water lightly cascade over you.

Erik pov

Y/n went upstairs while I waited in the living room. I was gonna  take her on a date and talk about us as a couple. As I waited in the living room I laughed along to Martin while scrolling through my phone. I looked down at my shirt and decided I wanted to change it, so I went upstairs to change my shirt and shoes.

Walking into the room, I heard soft voices coming from the bathroom, sounded like y/n decided to use my shower. My curiosity got the best of me and I entered the bathroom.   

Steam filled the bathroom making it difficult to see her. I silently closed the and walked towards the shower. The sight of her hands rubbing between her thighs was very pleasant to see. Her head was thrown back and the visual made me my dick jump. I knew I had to leave or I would get in there with her. 

“Erik” I heard her moan out walking closer, her fingers in her pussy, had me stuck. The thought of leaving the bathroom long gone. Instead I start to strip out of my clothes. She was so caught up in her pleasure she still didn’t notice me.

My need for her now painfully hard, swinging between my legs. Stepping into the tub I walk up to her when she notices me she stills.  I reach around to grab her neck, kissing it.

“What are you doing” she moans out.

Her head falls back onto my shoulders she let out a soft moan. It intensified my thirst for her. I wanted to claim her so I would be the only man she could ever think about.

“I’m helping you baby, next time just tell me you want some dick” I press my body hard against hers, sloppily kissing her neck. Water splashing over the both of us I reach down and sink two fingers into that wet pussy. Thrusting my fingers in and out, her pussy squeezing my fingers.

She suddenly pushes away from me, looking conflicted.

“No” she says softly.

I stood back looking at her stroking my dick, just staring at her. Damn I wanted to slam her into the wall and fuck the shit out of her but I don’t want to make her hate me. Y/n drops to her knees, startling me, she comes closer to me and kissed the head of my dick. Biting my lip, I thought a minute ago I would have to beat my meat. Her mouth now licking up and down my dick making me grab at her head.

“Don’t touch” she says smacking my hand away.

“Well put your mouth on my dick. mmmhhm” I groan out cut off by her taking my dick in her mouth.

Sucking me into her mouth she moves me in and out her mouth making my knees go weak. Thrusting in her mouth she grabs my thighs sinking her fingernails into them, making my head rollback she had me feeling like I was floating. Relaxing her throat she starts to hum around me, the vibrations driving me wild. I struggled not to grab her and fuck her face, she stared into my eyes swallowing my dick.

“Get up, fuck you so beautiful.” I growl at her ,”I need to be in that pussy right now.”

Shaking her head no she continues to suck my dick,my knees going weak. I had to stop her before I came. I’ma show her ass who runs the show.

Grabbing her by her hair roughly I pull her up forcing her face into the shower wall.

“Owwww” she yelps.

“Next time you betta fuckin listen” I growl as I rub my dick back and forth over her clit.

“You heard what I said, you gone listen to me” you say reaching around to grab her neck again. Instead of kissing her I bite her so hard I left teeth marks”

“Ok baby I’ll listen.” y/n says.

I sunk my dick in her, she was wet as hell. That pussy felt like a slip-n-slide. Wanting to see her face I pull out of her turning her around and picking her up. Her legs wrapped around my waist as I kiss her with so much passion, she reaches down to grab my dick. Slowly gliding my dick in her, this shit got every time. I missed this feeling so much I held her tight and fucked into her hard.

“Shit, I’m bouta to nut in this tight pussy” I moan out biting her neck, marking her beautiful skin. “Can I nut in my tight pussy baby”

“Ahh yes baby nut in your tight pussy” she moans out holding me tighter. “fuck you feel so good, you belong here”

I couldn’t take much more when she told me I belonged in her I pushed her against the wall, and pushed all the way in her kissing and pushing in and out slowly. I let her out of my arms picked up the washcloth and washed her body. She lathered my loofah up and washed me starting with my neck to the bottom of my feet. 

We got out of the bathroom and helped to dry each other off, but as I stood behind her in the bathroom mirror, my dick got hard again. I arched her back over the sink and slid into her body slowly. Needless to say we didn’t leave the house that night or for the rest of the weekend.

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TUESDAY ROSE BUSHES – A TRIBUTE TO A SISTER

Thomas watched Charles Taylor arraigned. He wanted to see it. The man looked young for a father of a teenager. His dark eyes seemed like an endless pit, Thomas saw no life in them. As his charges were read to him, he merely stared into space.

Lacy walked into the room with a tray of freshly brewed coffee and two giant chocolate chip muffins. The smell of the delicious mix wafted to Thomas’ nose…

You started counseling shortly thereafter, counseling had paid off the last six months for you, your therapist Mrs. Brown has helped your mental health immensely. You opened up fairly quickly,  she reminded you of your grandmother. Even though she died when you were a teenager she was a warm and loving woman.  The kidnapping although traumatic was not your fault or Erik’s and she reminded you not to be so harsh on yourself.  Her perspective keeps you from blowing simple things out of proportion.

When Mrs. Brown asked me to let Erik attended some of the counseling sessions with you, you were very skeptical. Yes you grew to love him and he has comforted you through both of your losses but, you were afraid to feel so vulnerable in front of him. During the sessions with him you also found out a lot of things about him like his family situation, his thirst for revenge, the killing, his ultimate defeat. You let him know about your childhood, college life, running from your family, your abusive step-dad and you grew closer because of it. He excepted it all and so did you and you loved him unconditionally for it.

Therapy has made you think of ways to priortize your health, physically and mentally.  Self-care becoming a daily routine for you.You did yoga, you painted painting, worked out in Erik’s personal gym and meditation has bough you peace. This was the first time in your adult life when you had the choice to focus on what you wanted to do, and you took full advantage of it.

Thankfully Erik allows you to do your own thing. He said you can work only  if you wanted to, but he honestly doesn’t care what you do as long as you’re happy. He usually comes home from work and finds you painting in one the spare bedrooms he converted to an art/ relaxation room for you. Allowing you to have your independence while with him made you even more enamored with him. Thanks to him your stress level was at a zero. He helped you from your path of victimhood and bought you happiness, you were very thankful for him.

 The month before your birthday

Erik surprised you with an invite to bring your family to Cali for your birthday. It was almost a month before then and you were nervously excited to see your family again.,Calling your sister and mom who you haven't spoken to in months you invited them out to Cali, his treat. He said he wanted to meet your family, so he planned a birthday dinner with both your mom and sister and his famil attending. 

Your mom was more than excited to visit. You told her that your boyfriend would pay for everything. You didn’t know how they would feel if you if you told them that you got married to him with none of my family present, it would honestly hurt them. Or about being kidnapped or the baby your mom would have a fit.

Erik agreed with you, warning his family not to mention the marriage, the kidnapping, or the baby.  But you were so happy that you could see them again, it had been years since you’d been home, you couldn't afford it. You couldn’t wait to see them.

The day of your birthday dinner

Your personal driver bought you to the airport to pick your mom and sister up. You saw your mom from a mile away her silver fade made her stand out at the entrance of the airport. You greeted your big sister and mom with tight hugs and explained to them the plan for the night, and dropped them to their hotel to rest then get ready for dinner. 

Erik rented out an michelin restaurant in Los Angeles named Providence. My family was  put them in the Loews Regency San Francisco and gave them seperate personal expense cards. I was taken aback at how well he planned this out and much he was doing to make my B-Day special.

Walking into the restaurant with Erik you wore a beautiful dress with strappy heels, he wore a suit that matched the color of your dress. The entrance of the restaurant greeted you with big letter balloons with your name on it. Everyone greeted you when you walked into the restaurant you said your greetings. 

Your mother had a nervous energy about her, she kept glancing at the King of Wakanda and back at me and I knew I would have a lot to explain tomorrow. 

 Dinner was served we had  a three course meal with desert, also the open bar. Erik warned you to slow down drinking he didn't want to have to carry your drunken behind out. So you slowed down on your drinking and at the end of dinner he walked to a makeshift stage you hadn’t realized was there and started to speak.

“Thanks everyone for coming out to celebrate my baby B-Day.” He points to you. Everyone starts to clap looking towards you.

“Y'all know I bought y'all here for something special. Come here baby.” Erik. calls you to the stage, your tipsy self looks around pointing at yourself and he says . “Yes you y/n.”

You walk up to him looking out at all the smiling faces and you smile back, this was one of the best nights of your life.

Erik speaks up again.

 “I'm so happy I met you you are beautiful intelligent and I love you. Today is your birthdayy but it's also another day a very special day. For you and me and all of us.” he says pointing you turn and look towards where he was pointing.

 A curtain drops and your best friends who got you in this mess are standing there Tati and Cree.You have since forgiven them even though you were mad before you thank them now. When you turn back around you see Erik on bended knee with a small box in his hand.

“What you doing, why you down there baby, get up.” you say grabbing at his hand, he chuckles at your drunken behavior.

“Y/n we been through so much together. I bought everyone here to show them my love for you.” He opened the box and the beautiful ring sparkled in the light. 

You smiled squatting down to hold his face in your hands and kissed with the sloppily. He laughed at you and whispered three sweet words in her ear.

 Erik proposedtonight, and yes they were married but he bought your family out for this well planned proposal and that was truly special. He took me home and cuddled with me until you fell asleep in his strong arms.

notes: One last chapter yall I’m almost done. I just wanted to show how grateful she was for him in this chapter. As usual leave feedback.

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reader POV

You stood in the kitchen watching a world renowned chef cooking in your kitchen. Erik hired chef Louis-Phillipe Vigilant to cook for the night. Being a fan of cooking you had heard of him before. He was the first black chef to earn a Michelin star in 2014. You stood in the kitchen starstruck watching him and his staff prep your meal. You didn’t notice Erik behind you until he grabbed your waist and pressed you into the counter.