#eric killmonger

You were a woman who had everything but you didn’t have one thing that everyone else did which was a partner, your lawyer Val was a hit with women and men, her wife Carol was often jealous though put up with her wifes antics, they threw a party in honor of you, but you were hidden up stairs on the phone with your date, and current fling? “Y/n you can’t expect me to be at your beck and call.” He told you through the phone. 

“Come on, Eric, I really need you here.” You begged the man on the other end of the phone call.

“Y/n, no, I’m done, you're always too busy to actually go on dates, I still don’t understand why my cousin thought we would be a good couple.” The man said with irritation. 

“Eric, if you come I’ll buy you anything you want.” You state to the man. 

You could hear the sigh he released, making you think he’d give in and head over. “No, you can’t just buy me off Y/n, bye.” You heard the disconnecting sound of the man.

You rolled your eyes, walking out of the private room, you then bumped into an ex of yours, the two of you were still friends so you were comfortable talking to him. “Loki, do you think that I tried buying you off, or that you had to be at my beck and call?” 

“You want me to be honest?” He asked, you nodded in response. “I mean this with no offense, but yeah, I care for you but you need to work on learning how to work and love someone.” 

“Meaning there’s possibly no way for me to actually find love.” You sighed. 

Loki looked down at you. “No, that's not what I’m saying, just make work less your life, I’ve got to go, but Y/n I’m sure you will eventually find someone.” He patted your shoulder before walking away. 

You walked out of the nice house in irritation, you tried getting an uber but that wasn’t really a option, because it would have taken over an hour for one to get here, you stood out front just waiting, until it was over to see if you could get someone to take you back to your hotel, you sat down on the steps, smoking a cigarette, Val came out front. “What’s going on?” She asked. “This is a party in your honor, and you're not even there?” 

“I just want to leave, I don’t have a date so what's the point?” You sighed, while blowing out smoke. 

“I’m sorry, take one of my cars to your hotel Y/n.” She told you. 

“I-I couldn’t.” You shook your head, not really wanting to add that you didn’t exactly remember how to drive because you hadn’t had to do it since you were in your late teens and early twenties, your still decently young, twenty-seven but you hadn’t needed to drive yourself in years, because back in california you never needed to you had a driver for it there. 

The woman shook her head. “No, I insist, let me go get you the keys.” She headed back inside to grab the keys. Once she came back outside she handed you the keys, and headed back to the party, you cringed at yourself as you backed out of the driveway, almost hitting Val’s garbage cans. You got lost in the unfamiliar city even when following the map on your phone.

Meanwhile in a very different part of town, Bucky, was getting ready to go ‘out’ he knew he was a good looking man, and that he could make money simply by just using his body, so that’s what he chose to do, he could still look sort of professional, and still get paid plenty of money, by average or rich women, and even also did online camera work most of the time. He walked about a block away from his apartment, when an expensive car abruptly stopped passed him. 

You stopped by a curb, you held the steering wheel and took deep breaths to calm yourself down repeating in a whisper. ‘Your going to be fine you're doing fine’ you were about to start the car again when there was a soft knock on the window, you sighed and rolled down the window. “Hey you lookin’ for a date?” The man asked. 

“Not at the moment, but it would have been good about six hours ago.” You sighed. “I do need help getting to Staten island.” “Ten bucks, and I’ll get you there as fast as possible.” He smirked.

You scoffed at the man. “Ten dollars for a way to get to where I need to go?” 

“Moved up to twenty.” He said cockly.

You huffed. “You can't do that.” 

“Hey baby, I can do whatever I want when I know where to go.” He shrugged, turning around to leave.

“Hey, don’t leave, fine fine you live, I only have fifty, you got change?” You asked with an arched brow. 

He got into the car, taking the fifty dollar bill. “Nope but for that, I’ll give you personal.” You started to go driving once again now with the guy in the passenger. “Light’s on, lights on.” He said repetitively, you turned on the lights. “Turn right.” At one point he had you pull over for him to take over driving. 

He pulled up to the hotel's underground parking. “Come up, I'll get you an uber.” You offered him. 

He gave her a uh-hu. “Sure, and uber.” He nodded. 

You and he rode up in the elevator. “So how much are your type of workers making nowadays?” You asked him. 

“Three hundred.” He replied. 

You arched a brow. “A night wow Impressive.” It came out more sarcastic than you meant it to. 

“An hour.” He smirked, your eyes widened. “So who are you, and why are you in the penthouse suite?” He arched his brow.

“I’m Y/n Y/l/n.” She introduced. “I’m a-”

He cut you off.“CEO of the engineering company located in California.” 

“Yeah uh, Y/l/n Engineering.” You corrected it. “And who are you?”

“James Barnes, call me Bucky, or Buck, and you already know what I-” He cut himself off upon seeing the elevator doors open. “What the hell? I've never seen something like this, how can you- what the hell this is a mansion on top of a hotel?” 

“That’s kinda what a penthouse is.” You shrugged with a small laugh, pulling out your phone to get an uber for Bucky. “Fuck.” You said with slight irritation. “I hate this city.” You huffed. 

“What’s the wait time?” He asked, still looking amazed at the ceiling.

“Almost three hours.” You rolled your eyes. 

Bucky huffed. “I can stay on the couch.” 

“Bucky there’s multiple room’s, and since you have to stay I’ll pay you for a full eight hours, so a full night of sleep.” You offered softly.

Bucky nodded.“Yeah that seems fair.”

“I’ll get us some room service, uh what do you like?” You questioned as you walked to the phone in the living room section of the room. 

“Get what you like, I’ll eat and drink anything.” Bucky said passively. 

You glared at him. “I’m not your ‘client’ so tell me what you liked, for real, and I’ll get us anything.” 

His lips pierced. “Steak or Ribs but I don’t know.”

“Why not both.” You shrugged. 

Bucky shook his head. “No, I couldn’t ask for you to do that.” 

“It’s nothin’.” You shrugged, then called the font desk. “Um hi I wanna order two medium rare steaks, a full rack of ribs, and a bottle of the finest red wine.” Once off the phone you turned back to him. “It’ll be up in a little while.” 

The two of you sat down. “Tell me more about yourself, Bucky.” 

“Well I currently have two roommates.” He said.

“Are they aware of what you do?” You asked. 

He nodded. “They kinda have to, plus we know who’s paying most of the rent, also I bring work home.”

“You bring the women back to the apartment?” You said with furrowed brows. 

He laughed and shook his head. “No, I do cam work online too.”

“Oh.” You say. 

He looked at you. “Tell me about you.”

“I’m really not that interesting.” You laughed softly, he looked at you pointedly, then the elevator doors opened. 

“Miss. Y/l/n?” The hotel staff asked, looking for you. 

“Uh in the living room.” You say aloud. The man pushed a cart into the room. “Thank you.” You smiled.

“Call if you need anything Miss.” He turned to leave. 

You and Bucky ate the food brought up, along with drinking the wine. “This time really tell me about yourself.” Bucky pushed. 

“Alright.” You mumbled. “I live alone, just as of…” You looked at the time on your phone reading 1:47 A.M. “Yesterday, my most recent boyfriend broke up with me, and work is very important.” 

“That’s lonely, you’ve gotta have friends.” Bucky said looking kinda pitiful of you. 

You took a sip of the red wine. “I never said I didn’t have friends, I do, I just don’t work well in relationships.”

“Can’t get wet?” He smirked. 

You rolled your eyes. “Can’t seem to actually love.” You shrugged. 

“What about your family?” Bucky asked. “Surely you love your family.” 

“Of course I do, but I’m so focused on my work when I am in a relationship, I tend to uh as both of my ex’s said buy them off, or think that I only want them there at my beck and call.” You shrugged. 

Bucky smiled and chuckled softly. “Well baby, I wouldn’t mind being bought stuff and at someone's beck and call, I mean yeah you’d expect me to say something like that since I do what I do, but I literally haven't had a girlfriend or anything like that in years, I don’t think I could actually love someone like in a relationship like you feel, also sort of work oriented if you can say that, and if you think about it we’re similar people.”

“Your a sex adict, thats why your work orented.” You laughed with him at the sly joke. 

He shrugged. “Just maybe, but I know I can make you feel good baby.” He smirked, then he leaned over, and kissed up your leg and your inner thigh, then he took your lips in a deep kiss, he undid the belt that kept the white ‘dress’ which was an oversized pantsuit jacket, with a thick white leather belt, you’d already kicked off the white stilettos you wore earlier, he pulled your panties down, and slowly rubbed at your clit, making you moan out.