#erikkillmongerimagine

Imagine Dating Erik and him not knowing how to act around you at first because of how he was trained and raised

*after gif* “no babe, calm yourself”

Erik x Black Reader.

Warnings: SMUT, Fluff, public sex

Summary: This time around Erik is having a nasty dream about his babygirl. 

This is part two to my first ONE SHOT. This isn't a series, just a request from my baby @killmongersprncss 💖💖 love you baby.

Hope yall enjoy this. it was a quick write.

“Where we going to eat again, you know I’m a picky ass bitch”

Her high waisted light wash denim Nautica skirt with a high split and lace detailing clung to her curves like gorilla glue and that tiny ass matching denim bandu didn’t help situations either. Erik slouched in his snakeskin leather couch across from her in their shared bedroom, twirling a petite glass of Ciroc in his hand, eyes low and hazy, mouth parted in awe as he gazed longingly at her honey-colored legs. She was a meal herself this night and Erik wanted nothing more than to fuck her; screw this reunion dinner.

Erik's friends had been pressuring him to join them for a reunion dinner. High School was so long ago, and half of them he hadn't seen since graduation. As soon as he received his diploma and a string of awards, he walked out of that reunion with a sense of pride and relief, ready to leave all of that behind. His foster parents hadn't shown up, and that wasn't a surprise.

”How's your mindset right now for this dinner party?” she curiously asked, peeking at him through the mirror, her pressed jet black hair hanging loose and long over her shoulders.

”My mind is telling me to go, but on the other hand I rather just lay up with you and fuck you for real.”

”baby, tonight you're GOING to that dinner party, whether you want to or not. Get out of your comfort zone Erik. Isn't your ex going to be there? I'm interested to see how ol’ girl looks.”

She chuckled with a slight vengeance that had Erik smiling wide. His ex Kitona was his first, and his headache. She knew Erik before MIT, before the Black Ops, before going to Wakanda and reeking havoc. Now he's in a better state, working with the wakandan outreach centers and coming up with his own foundation to help young black men such as himself in the Sciences.

”she was my past...ain't nothing to trip over.”

”okay. Should we go then? I'm hungry.”

Her stomach growled hard and loud earning a laugh from Erik. She rubbed at her belly, face scrunched in discomfort.

”see!!! Now, let's go.” she grabbed up her silver clutch, walking model like to their living room; heels click-clacking along the hardwood. Erik watched her leave, her hair swaying back and forth and that ass he liked to call ”YAMS” jiggling and damn near ripping that skirt.

”hold up baby I gotta get one more thing.” Erik wasn't referring to his flask full of Henny but something else; something he figured he may need to make his night more interesting.

”Ayo!!!  Erik!”

”Mannnnn it's been forever homie.”

”Wow is that really you?! I remember how skinny you were.”

”Oh, so you came to show out then huh?”

Erik gripped Y/Ns hand tight, planting a genuine smile on his face as he walked further into the restaurant. Y/N let go of his hand to stand back and watch the scene in front of her unfold, eyes on Erik's frame; those all black jeans with that red and black plaid flannel, his sleeves rolled up and his all-white Jordan 1s on his feet making him look absolutely delicious. He talked animatedly with his guy friends, their curious eyes staring at his large intimidating frame and his dreads that were fresh and swept to the side. Erik was the life of this dinner party, and it had Y/N feeling happy for him.

”well well well, ” Y/N cut her eyes to a tall 5’10 girl with deep cocoa skin, and a slim fame. She had a heavy chest though, her cleavage dipping out and inviting for everyone to see.

”my God that can't be you...who the fuck am I even looking at right now?” she was blown away, a few other girls standing behind her agreeing, her eyes sharp on Erik like she was looking at God himself.

”Wassup Kitona, long time… People change you know over the years you know.” Erik opened his arms to hug her and she gladly accepted, running her hands along his broad back, eyes closed and her nose nuzzling his shirt. She was putting him into memory and Y/N wasn't having any more of that. She stepped up swiftly behind Erik, running her fire engine red nails up and over his shoulder, gripping him tightly. Erik looked over his shoulder, eyebrow arched.

”Baby, c’mere let me introduce you.” Y/N smiled, watching as Kitona let go, stepping back with her eyes looking back and forth from Erik to her.

”Everybody, this is my baby girl; my princess, Y/N. We've been kicking it for almost a year, we were friends before we decided to take things to the next level.” Erik started down at Y/Ns short frame, his eyes low and hungry. He kissed the top of her head before turning back to his friends, his grip on her waist strong and his fingertips stroking her. She felt warm and secure, her shyness melting away as his friends greeted her. Kitona waved, and Y/N waved back, earning a forced smile from her.

”so can we sit down now? I'm hungry and I know y'all are.” said Erik breaking the ice. He dragged Y/N over with him, attempting to seat her in his lap which she giggled at, swatting him playfully before sitting next to him while he was at the head of the table. Erik was like the MVP, everyone staring at him and asking him questions. He was tense at first, but the more he talked the more comfy he became. Y/N studied him in the element, loving this part of him that she hardly saw.

The drinks were FLYING, and let's just say everyone was feeling it. The mood shifted to turn up mode. The sushi was amazing, bowls of ramen surrounding everyone and fish bowls filled with alcohol was enough to knock you out. Erik shared a knowing look with Y/N, eyes gazing at her; craving her. He squeezed her hand tight, leaning in to kiss her neck.

”alright now Mr frisky, we know how you can be” commented Kitona. Everyone laughed and Erik had to chuckle himself.

”Did you forget where you were?”

”Nah, should I have?” replied Erik in a snarky manner.

”Don't overwhelm your girl, she looks uncomfortable.” kitona slurped up some more of her drink, eyes shifting to her. The energy was tense now and everybody could feel it.

”Hmm, let's see-” Erik shifted his chair towards Y/N, ”Baby, are you mellow? Are you relaxed?” the soothing way he said that the coax of it had Y/N reveling.

”Yes-”

”BARELY. you got her trained.” One of Kitonas friends pulled her drink from her, earning a glare.”

”Bitch I think you had enough.” her friend spoke.

”kitona why you so SALTY?” one of Erik's guy friends remarked, causing the entire table to laugh except for Erik and Y/N.

He was intoxicating, and she was accepting the persuasion. Erik dipped his hand low, under the table, and resting his fingertips on her knee.

”Erik whats with the foundation you got? My little bro, you remember him right? Yeah… AJ. He wants to get into engineering as well, can you talk to him? That would be super dope.”

Erik held a conversation with his friend while swirling his fingertips further and further up Y/Ns little skirt. Her mouth slipped open, tongue darting out to lick at her glossy lips. She feigned indifference, turning to stare into the large fish tank that nestled itself on the wall. The tropical glow of it illuminated her skin and clouded the heat that would be well visible on her deep caramel skin.

Erik tapped at her inner thigh, encouraging her to open up for him, and she let him fulfill that, feeling his fingertips flutter against her…? Erik shot up to give her a look, his hazy gaze from the drinks surged with allure. Everyone else at the table was in deep conversation while Erik stared Y/N down hard.

”oh really? It's like that?” It came out as a low whisper. He nipped at his lips, his fingers sinfully feeling her uncovered pussy. Oh, so she wanted to play games? That pussy; that soft, phat, wet, tasty pussy.

”you wanna play with daddy tonight girl?”

”Honestly daddy, I forgot.”

Erik gawked at her. Forgot she said, please. Y/N knew what she was doing, it might not have been for it to happen now, but trust it was. Erik nodded his head with a dangerous look in his eye, removing his hands to lift from the table. He caught the attention of the others, grabbing up Y/Ns hand.

”Why don't y'all order refills on these drinks, I gotta have a little chat with my baby real quick; won't be long.”

”sure Erik.”

”We plan on turning up anyway”

They all replied, leaving Kitona sitting there with a knowing look.

Erik dragged Y/N to the nearest women's restroom, opening the swinging door with his shoulder. The bathroom was clear, and it was the perfect scene for him to give her his little gift. He slowly placed Y/N against the door, locking it behind them. The rhythm of his tongue and the delicate way his lips stroked hers was enough to have her moaning. Erik thanked the heavens for actually coming out tonight, more than ready to get nasty in public with his baby girl.

”That pussy wet...that pussy mines.” he got on his knees, wrapping her legs over his shoulders. He spread her wide, the vision of her pussy edging him on.

”oh yeah, she ready,” he whispered, flicking her taut bud with his tongue. She went to grip his dreads, her hips rolling against his mouth. Erik made obscene noises into her pussy, loud slurping and smacking echoing off the bathroom walls.

”Oh, Daddy.” Erik was satisfied, but not fully. She deserved to be taught a lesson for leaving the house with his pussy on display.

”Oh daddy what?”

”Daddy I love that tongue.”

Her tasty flesh was hot under his tongue.

”I know you about to cum might as well do it then.”

He took his hand, to flex her right leg, digging deeper. His lips latched around her clit, his eyes on her staggering body, watching the flush rise over her cheeks. She went to push at his head.

”MOVE THAT” he swatted her hand away, sucking the life out of her clit. She cried out low, a whimper escaping her mouth. Her hand went up to cover her mouth, eyebrows knitted. Erik removed his lips, smiling up at her exquisite frame.

”Keep that pussy open.” He dug into his back pocket, pulling out a tiny bullet vibe. Erik stuck the cold metal toy up her pussy, earning a string of forbidden curses from her pretty mouth.

”Fuck, and I thought I was playing games.”

”Gotta be swifter than that princess.” Erik placed her on the floor, her legs spread. He grabbed up the control, turning it on the highest setting, watching as her pussy rippled with need. A knock came to the door, but it didn't startle Erik, only making him want more.

”Pretty occupied at the moment, come back later!” he yelled, earning a giggle from Y/N and a grunt from the person on the other side of the door.

He kept her legs apart, the sight of her inner lips rattling against the sinuous toy. She was on her elbows then, eyes on her pussy and her hips off the ground. She was insistent, sick and tired of yielding her liquid.

”fuck I'm gonna cum.” her light voice rang out like music.

”Stop telling me and show me.”

She jerked her shapely body, the heavy cream coating the bullet vibe and the floor. Erik turned it down slow, taking his fingers to sooth her swollen clit and inner folds. That didn't help because she was still sensitive, causing him to stop. A hard knock came to the door, Erik picking her up and adjusting her hair and clothes. He stroked her hair and kissed her before unlocking the door, watching as a couple of young girls stared in shock at their two frames leaving the bathroom.

The rest of dinner was eventful, Y/N jumping into the conversation with everyone. Erik was drunk, she could tell by his slouched, uninterested position. She noticed him dig into his pocket, her body preparing itself. The vibe plundered through her, causing her to grip the edge of the table rough. Erik had a lazy smirk on his face, his leg jerking under the table.

”So what Y'all got planned after this,” he asked, the vibe increasing. She could hear it, and she hoped no one else would. Y/N lowered her head, thankful that her long pressed hair could hide her face. She whined her hips, tongue lapping at her lips, eyes closed. She let out a low pant, causing one of his friends to tap her shoulder.

”Y/N you good? You tired?” he asked, deciding not to meet his eyes.

”Ye-Yesss, I'm tired. I-I don't know if I'll make it out after..”

Erik kissed his teeth, ”She just feeling her drink, we’ll meet up with y'all.” the nerve of him.

”Ain't that right baby? You just had a little too much to drink that's all.” he was teasing.

”Yes, Da-Baby..”

Everyone at the table caught that, their eyes wide and knowing smirks on their faces.

”Nah, you were right the first time baby girl, who am I?”

She lifted her head, those pretty eyes meeting his gaze, want and need for him clear as day in her eyes.

”My Daddy,” she said that with no hesitation, causing Kitona to snort and his guy friends to clap hands with Erik. The attention from that alone had her clenching and damn near ready to cum.

His guy friends approved, while Kitona looked sour-faced, ”actually we going to a friend of mine gig, next time we can catch up.” she said her final goodbyes before lifting and leaving with her couple of friends.

Erik leaned into Y/N, ”That vibration massaging that pussy huh?” she nodded against him, her head in the crook of his neck.

”spread wider girl, I wanna see you cream that chair.” Erik turned back to his friends, finishing his drink before paying him and Y/Ns tab. He sat and talked, his jaw clenched and eyes from time to time peeking at her.

”Yeah, High School had its fun moments.”

”we should catch up and play ball.”

”I miss Y'all niggas man.”

She stilled, her orgasm right at the tip, her legs swinging and teeth gripping her lip hard. Her hand came out to grip his wrist, shaking a little as her cream spilled and spilled. She sighed, causing the table to go quietly.

”Yo, is she alright?”

”Yeah, she looks like she wanna go home if you know what I mean.”

Erik slowly turned off the vibe, his solid dick straining in his pants.

”Oh she good, she good for now.” Erik wasn't finished with her yet.

They finally paid the tab and left a hefty tip, making their leave. Outside the restaurant, they said their final goodbyes; promising to meet up at the lounge in a few. Y/N had her slack body against the wall, watching as Erik turned to her. He made his way over, grabbing her arm and walking her around the building to an alleyway. He dipped his hand between her legs, pulling out the vibrator, sucking on it before putting it in his pocket. She was at a loss, the slow tantalizing way he cleaned that toy shocking her.

”My dick hard, I want that pussy. And I'm gonna take it like I took it with my mouth in that bathroom.” he wasn't playing.

”Daddy here? People can see..”

”So? I want that pretty pussy I don't care who watches.” Erik latched his thick lips on hers, frantically running his hands through her thick hair. He growled into her mouth, earning soft whimpers from her. She was so sexy, and he was so turned on.

”The moment I enter that pussy, I'm a have your ass crying.”

”but daddy I'm already crying.”

The rush was too much, her skin electrified.

”I can't wait to sink in you.” Erik undid his pants frantically, thick long dick springing free. The 10-inch monster rubbed at her pussy, Erik lifting her to wrap her legs around him. She gripped him, his dick rubbing in circles over her aching entrance. Erik thrust forward swiftly, the dick burying in her deep with one stroke.

”It's in there now, ain't no fucking running from me girl. Fuck I love this pussy…”

”Oh!!” she threw her head back heavy against the brick. Erik grunted, his dick throbbing.

”Spread those fucking legs. I want what's mines.” he hooked his arms under her thighs, the angle giving him the perfect strokes as he fucked her. Her wet sticky pussy making sweet music, both pelvis crashing. Erik latched his lips on her neck, sucking their while he stroked her deep.

”Fuck girl, this tight shit. This wet tight shit.” Footsteps approached and paused, gasping in the distance. Erik kept up, lifting to stare at two white women.

“Omg, in public?!! People have the nerve!”

They both had looks of disgust on their faces, Erik smirking deviously. They could sense the primal disposition of him, deciding to back away.

“Mind ya fucking business, keep walking.” They walked away quickly, making a small audience as they walked by pointing.

“Erik, people are watching.” She felt the vulnerable heat creep up her skin, the sensitivity of his dick pounding over and over causing her to pout in ecstasy. Erik pressed her further into the wall, pounder her even harder she squeezed her eyes shut, his dick slipping in between her folds with ease.

“I see you quiet now, this pussy getting pounded real good now you don’t care if people see. It’s that fucking good.”

She savored every blow, her belly fluttering and then finally leaking all over his delicious dick. Erik kept going “mhm, mhm...cum right fucking now.” And she did again, pussy clamping him.

Erik dropped her, watching her squat low, her mouth sucking him up with now hands.

“DAMN.” Was all he could say, the suction on his head so mean it had him hold onto the wall for balance. Y/N stroked her pussy while her mouth attacked his dick, lowering her head so her nose touched his pelvis. Those oval-shaped eyes were on him, watching him inhale sharply through his broad nose. His hazy eyes fluttered, and his toned hips whine with every suck. She gagged, spit trickling down her chin and to her cleavage.

“You suck dick so well, daddy happy he kept you.”

“That’s my girl, get it.” She did too, causing him to still her head, popping it off.

“I wanna cum in that pussy though so bend over.”

Y/N bent low over Erik's dick, her stilettos keeping her balance. Erik entered her swiftly, pounding the moment he was balls deep. She choked on her spit, murmuring pleads as he worked her.

“Only Daddy can work this pussy right?” The torture was far too much.

“Daddy fuck my pussy up till I’m sore, I don’t wanna feel my legs after.”

A young couple walked by and did a double take, gaping at them both. They pulled out their phones, recording the nasty encounter with lust in their eyes.

”WTF?!!!!” Erik yelled, causing them both to jump in shock, placing their phones in their pockets and scurrying away.

”you wanted this daddy don't act so shocked.”

Erik watched his dick enter her pussy with every thrust, putting him in a trance. He let go of her hips, watching her throw it back with no hands. He lifted his plaid shirt, gripping it with his teeth.

“Cum daddy, cum in my pussy.” she damn near pleaded, ”Please cum in me daddy, I need that shit.”

”Not as much as I need it,” he replied.

Erik’s strokes grew messier, his grip struggling to stay firm. She wanted to feel his seed delve into her; pussy sucking him dry. Erik gripped her long thick hair, his strokes quicker with succession. She cried out loud, clawing at the wall, feeling him stroke one last time so deep it brought her to his chest. He emptied into her, his mouth against her cheek as he breathed out rough.

“Erik...Erik...Erik!!”

It had to have been around 9:20 am, her short curvy body straddling him in his deep slumber. She was in only his T-shirt, her messy curly hair up in a pineapple. Erik shot up in bed, his arms wrapping around her quick.

“Erik, breath baby.” She was so amused.

Erik looked frazzled and exhausted, his grip around her waist enough to crush her.

“You alright? I was watching you the entire time..”

Erik cut his eye at her, “and what did you hear?”

She gave him a teasing smile, her hand stroking his hard dick, “Just know that your ass was a moaning, groaning mess… This pussy did all that?”

Erik flipped her over, leaning over her, she wrapped her legs around him, “I want the dick you were giving me in your dream daddy.”

Erik leaned forward to taste her, his tongue doing tricks in her mouth causing her to arch from the bed. He put his hand in between her legs, reminded from his wild dream.

“See this the shit I’m talking about, no panties, just ready for Daddy to fuck you and eat you.”

Erik dipped his head between her legs, making her beg for more. Before he could finish, his phone buzzed, causing him to pick it up. She kissed her teeth, folding her arms over her chest like a child.

Hey Erik, it’s Deron.

Remember, tomorrow night is our dinner party at RA Sushi, we hope to see you come through, more so Kitona wanna see you come through.

“Oh shit, so it’s really happening.” Erik tossed his phone, going back to his task until Y/N pushed at his head, “what was that about?”

“The reunion I told you about a week ago, the one I tried to forget about.” Y/N kissed her teeth in annoyance, ”your going Erik, you're not gonna chicken out of this one.”

Erik ignored her, tonguing her clit causing her to screech, ”I’m for real! I wanna meet your friends and hear embarrassing stories.” Y/N poked her lower lip out, batting her eyes innocently. Erik kissed his teeth, giving in, ”Aight girl we can go.”

She smiled wide, making herself comfortable again, ”okay you can continue.” she instructed.

Erik shook his head with a smile, leaning in to taste her sugary walls with greed.