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Synopsis: You and Erik prepare for your upcoming trip.

Word Count: 2,880

Warnings: cursing, mild smut

Chapter 1

Erik smiled brightly as soon as the words left your lips. A small groan slipped out from between them, so fleeting you almost didn’t catch it.

“Never thought it would turn me on to hear that.” He grabbed your hand and made his way to the jewelry store that was located next to his suit shop in the mall. 

You balked immediately, “What are you doing? We have to get your suits. Then we have t-” Erik cut you off. 

“Yeah we will get them in a sec. First we have to get you an engagement ring and two wedding bands for us to wear during the trip.” Erik spoke quietly to the jeweler behind the glass, he held up your fingers for the man to size. 

“Uhhhh bet you like that one.” Erik pointed at the one ring that you had your eye on. It freaked you out that Eric always knew exactly what you wanted. Were you that predictable, or was he just that good?

Word Count: 2,025

Synopsis: And the trip begins...

Warnings: slight smut, cursing

Early the next morning you struggled to get your baggage down to the lobby by yourself. Steve, your driver frowned when he saw you exit your building with all your stuff for the trip. 

“Miss, you know I could have helped you. Mr. Stevens would have my head if he saw you right now.” Steve ran up to you to gather your stuff and put it in the trunk of the sleek new black Audi. 

You smiled softly at Steve, he was always so polite and helpful to you, even when you assured him that you could handle it. 

“It’s fine Steve, I got it down here didn’t I?” You pressed a kiss to his cheek as he opened the car door for you. You slid into the back of the car and buckled in. You were supposed to meet Erik at the airport in about an hour, but you lived about 45 minutes away from the airport so you had a bit of a ride ahead of you. 

You were excited for the trip, you loved to travel and looked forward to opportunities that work provided for you to do so. But you never got to travel like this, much less with Erik. 

Usually when you traveled, you traveled alone to audit or conduct meetings in place of Erik. And you just went to the big airport downtown to fly business class. Your trips usually didn’t take three weeks to conduct either. Erik could never go without having you by his side for more than four days. He swore the incompetence of the other employees made him considering making his company a two man one. The days you came back from traveling usually involved calming Erik down from firing everyone. Thank goodness you had no problem keeping his anger under control. 

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James “Bucky” Barnes

Starstruck: You never thought you’d meet an Avenger, and you definitely never thought you’d get a date with one at a basketball game.

*Change: After being holed up with Bucky for a while you were excited for a girls night with your friends. Too bad Bucky had other plans.

*Lucky: Study session with our favorite long haired one armed college super soldier.

Homecooking: You’re a great cook, so you want to cook for Bucky. You never knew what good food would do for him.

Part 1

*Part 2

*Lost: You get lost and Bucky almost has a heart attack. He'll make sure you never do it again.

Erik Killmonger

*Biggest Puddle Ever: You and Erik have some fun in the home movie theater, even though his closest friends are present.

*Crab Legs: You made sure to not eat around Erik, you were too afraid of what he’d think. After a mishap, you still will never eat in front of him, but for a completely different reason.

*Play Fighting: What happens when one of you hits too hard.

The Fight: You and Erik got into a fight and you were ready to cool off on your own. Too bad Erik had other plans

Let me Tell you a Story: Reader finds out Erik has been hiding who he really is, so he tells her his story.

Stop: Erik gets into a lot of fights because of you. Maybe you aren't what he needs anymore.

Got It Bad: Reader is spending the summer with the Wakandan royals

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Part 2

Sugar Babe: Erik needs a fake wife to help him close a business deal, and you're perfect for the job.

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Chapter 2

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Chapter 3

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Chapter 4

Poetic Justice: You meet Erik at an open mic night and it changes everything.

Prompts:

Erik had a reputation of being a fuckboy. That meant you had to be careful around him. Guard your heart. It was a solid plan until he came in and ruined all your plans.

You and Sam have been best friends and partners for a while now. Until a drunk night in Vegas changes everything.

Messing w/ Erik while he's playing the game

Cockwarming Thor

Bucky asks you to move in

Steve Rogers

*Restraint: You haven’t been on you best behavior while Steve’s been away on missions. And you’ve been even worse since he came back.

Firsts: First Meeting: You and Steve meet for the first time.

Sam Wilson

Thirst Tweets: Working as a videographer you get to meet one of your favorite Avengers. Lucky you get to   hear Sam Wilson reads his thirst tweets and you get a little flustered.

*What’s Your Name: You forgot to change your name at work after you got married. Sam will make sure you never forget again.

*Focus: You just wanted Sam to focus on you more. You didn't think your plan would backfire this badly.

Date: You try to convince Sam to be your date to a wedding.

Thor

*Nervous: You heard that Thor was the best around campus. And you had plans to find out for yourself.

Anesthesia: You've been assigned to give Thor a check up after his surgery. Who would have thought anesthesia would affect him this way?

Geralt of Rivia

*Do You Remember: You and Gerald reminisce about conceiving your first child.

Just the Two of Us

Bucky x OC x Erik fic

Izzie’s finishing her senior year of college. The end is on the horizon. Her life is great with an amazing boyfriend and the world’s greatest friend. Izzie feels like she can accomplish anything. What happens though when someone from her past comes back into her life?

*Chapter 1

Chapter 2

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Synopsis: You meet Erik at an open mic night and it changes everything

Warnings: cursing

Word Count: 2597

Coming to open mic night at your favorite cafe was worth it. You only just found out about the elusive and secretive gathering of college individuals. But you made it your goal to go at least once a week. Sometimes it was hard, school work piles up quickly when you are having fun. 

But tonight, you had to get out no matter how many essays and online homework you needed to complete. And you regretted nothing once he took the stage. Tall dark and handsome, Erik Stevens, the poet had you entranced. His poetic stories about black struggle and black love pushed you further down the rabbit hole than you could ever imagine. 

This man seemed to be everything you could ever imagine. And you were so happy to have a seat up close and to the far right of the stage where you could fangirl in peace. 

You’d seen this beauty around campus a few times, but never once did you imagine that he had such a way with words and his voice was that smooth. And the way he strummed the guitar… You only hoped he could strum your clit that delicately. 

You watched his set intensely, his every move an imprint in your mind. You wanted to record it to play it back later, but you knew that would be wildly inappropriate. Snaps filled the room as he finished up and he smiled and bowed his head in acknowledgment. The man knew he was fine. 

Erik Stevens stepped off the stage and packed away his guitar as another talented student took the stage to share her beautiful voice. You watched his broad back shuffle around until he went behind the curtains and came around. The exit for the stage right in front of your high table. 

Erik’s eyes watched you closely, you bit your lips gently when his eyes raked over your body with lust. Damn. How can Just one look from this man have you ready to risk it all? You smiled shyly at Erik when you made eye contact again. Erik sent you a wink and a smile so genuine it made your thighs clench. He then quietly made his way through the crowd to join his friends. 

You smiled softly to yourself then settled in to enjoy the rest of the night with your friend. 

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Early morning classes were not your thing. But when one of your major classes is only offered at 8 am on Tuesday’s, you had no choice. Hence why you were in the juice line in your increasingly crowded dining hall. You desperately wanted some freshly juice fruits and were willing to wait in a long line to get it. That or you were looking for any excuse to be late for class. 

“Excuse me. Do you know what juices they have today?” A deep voice from behind you asked. 

“No but it looks so good. Soo… goood…” your voice trailed off when you turned around to talk to the stranger. Erik again. You smiled a polite smile and turned back forward, your heart racing in your chest. Fuck. He was even more attractive up close and in the light. And he smelled so good too. 

Erik smiled and held out his hand for you to shake. You gently put your hand in his. 

“I’m Erik.” His voice washed over you. “You were at the show the other night. You look good in blue.” He complimented your dress from the other night. 

“Thanks.” You told him your name. “You’re a great artist.” You were up in line to order your juice. 

“Thank you babygirl.” His eyes dropped to your lips before flitting back up to meet your eyes. 

“You sitting down to eat? Maybe I could join you?” His voice was hopeful as you stepped up to order. 

Your heart sunk. “Erik I really wish I could but I have to get to class, I'm already late enough waiting for this drink. Next time though. I promise.” Instinctually you held out your pinky finger for him to seal in the promise. You blushed and went to remove yourself. 

“Wait. A promise is a promise and has to be sealed in some way.” He wraps his pinky finger around yours and brings both your hands up so that you can both kiss your fist. The two of you break away, eyes intense and your heart beating out of your chest. 

“Next time.” You smile and step back over to the juice counter. 

He smiles as you leaned forward to accept your drink. “Have a good day.” His eyes watched you as you walked past him to the exit of the dining hall, a smirk on his lips as his eyes fell to your ass. 

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Laundry day was one of your faves on campus. Usually you did it so late at night that you had the laundry room to yourself so you would sit on one of the machines, playing games on your phone. 

You’d just beaten a really difficult level and you were up out of your seat cheering in circles for yourself. 

“Damn, if I knew this is the type of introduction I would get, I would ask you to announce at poetry nights.” Erik smiled at you. You turned around quickly, a heat creeping up your body as you saw him leaning against one of the machines. A smirk sat on his full lips and his arms crossed tightly on his chest. 

“Don’t stop now, the only thing I would change is you screaming my name.” Erik’s smirk grew bigger as your ears burned. 

“Shut up.” You smiled bashfully and climbed back on top of the washing machine. Erik approached slowly coming to stand in front of your legs. 

“What’s got you so excited anyway?” Erik took your phone from his hand and started dying of laughter. 

“Candy Crush!” He laughed loudly, you smiled in a daze watching his beautiful smile. “Well I guess I should take it as a win.” He handed you back your phone. “At least it’s not no guy in your phone making you smile like that. I wanna make you smile like that.” Erik stared up at you. 

You looked away, he just didn’t know what he was doing to you. Or he did and he was determined to make you become a massive puddle. Well he succeeded at least halfway, there’s a massive puddle in your shorts right now. 

“Tell me… what do I have to do to make you smile like that?” Erik’s soft hand found its way on the top of your knee. Very gently, his eyes asking for permission. 

You shrugged and nodded at the same time. Erik laughed. “What does that mean?” 

It means that you can eat me out on this washing machine! You screamed in your head. 

“It means that I don’t know what you have to do.” Erik stepped closer bracing his hands on either side of you. 

“You know, I’ve seen you around a lot before. You’re so pretty that I can always pick you out of a crowd. But I never had the courage to speak to you. That is until I saw you at my set.” Erik spoke softly, a small smile found its way onto your lips. 

“There we go. Got something. So I just gotta compliment your fine ass and your face will shine brighter than the sun.”

“Erik if you don’t take your poetic ass somewhere. Don’t you have clothes to wash?” You say smartly. 

“Nah. I just saw you in here and I had to come speak. You see now that we are friends you ain’t never getting rid of me.” Erik gently rubbed the outside of your thigh. “Besides, you owe me company for a meal.”

You rolled your eyes remembering your pinky promise in the dining hall. 

“After your clothes are finished you are coming with me for a midnight meal.” Erik’s eyes twinkled once you agreed and you wondered what his idea of a midnight meal was. 

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You sighed and rubbed your face. Fuck this paper! You figured if you went to the library really early you'd be able to focus and get it done, but you were struggling. Coffee wouldn't even help. You'd been at it for 4 hours and barely had 2 pages finished. It was time to cut your losses and try again later. You were putting your last book in your bag when you heard that all too familiar voice.

"What are you doing here so early Y/N?" Erik looked down at you, a smirk on his face. 

Why did you always run into this man? Ever since the open mic night it seemed like you saw him all the time. 

You frowned, "I was trying to get a ten page paper done, but I can't focus."

He scoffed, "You took Mandrake didn't you? That's where you fucked up. Everyone knows she assigns a big paper at the beginning of the semester."

You couldn't help the pout that formed on your lips, "I didn't know!"

"Let me help you. I have some work I need to finish too. Maybe we can help each other focus and get out of here sooner." He smiled sympathetically. 

He sat down across from you and pulled out his materials. He also pulled out a pair of gold rimmed glasses that made him look sexy as fuck. Who the hell makes glasses look that good? 

You couldn't help but be nosy and when he pulled out a book with Freud's name on it. You had to ask.

"Are you a psych major?"

Erik followed your eyes to the book and smiled. "I'm a double major. Psychology and African American Studies."

You whistled "Oh so he's woke and smart."

"I want to be a psychologist for at risk black kids. I went through a lot of shit when I was a kid and it fucked me up for years. I want to prevent that from happening to anyone else." Erik shrugged. 

"That's amazing, Erik." And you meant it. What a great way to make an impact on the community. You already really liked Erik, but this took the cake. He really was a great guy.

He shrugged, his embarrassment clear. "I wish there was someone that could have helped me back then. It would have saved me from making a lot of dumb decisions."

You grabbed his hands, "Seriously Erik. That's really cool. You should be proud of it. You're going to do great things."

Erik's thumb rubbed over your hand and he smiled softly before raising your hand to kiss it. "Thank you, babygirl. I really appreciate that."

You felt like your heart was going to beat right out of your chest. You've never felt chemistry like this with a guy, and you had a feeling you never would again. Erik was someone special.

Erik smirked at you. "Now stop ogling me and get moving on that paper."

Your ears burned as you focused on your laptop, his laugh wrapping around you like a warm blanket. 

You did peep him sneaking glances at you while you both worked though, so you considered it a win regardless.

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You rushed out of class. The professor held everyone an extra 10 minutes, and you were running late for your next class. Once you got closer to the quad you noticed there was a crowd. You didn't really care what was going on, you didn't have time to see what had everyone so fascinated. You had just got to where the crowd was but you heard the most beautiful music and you couldn't help but move closer to see where it was coming from. 

And to your surprise standing there, looking more gorgeous than anyone had the right to, was Erik Stevens. The sun lit his profile perfectly, his brown skin glowing in the light. His fingers glided across the guitar, the music lulling you into a state of peace you've never experienced. You couldn't look away from him. He was so captivating. Before you realized it you moved across the quad and stood in the front of the crowd, but off to the side. Erik closed his eyes and his body began swaying to the music. The notes sounded very familiar, but you couldn't put your finger on where you recognized it from. After a few seconds of strumming Erik opened his mouth and started singing India Arie 'Ready for Love'.

You were absolutely sure your jaw was on the ground. You had no idea he could sing! His voice was beautiful, smooth and rich, like the most expensive Hennessy. He glided through the notes effortlessly, adding a few of his own runs and techniques to make it his own. You believed every word he was saying, his voice was so honest. He really sounded like he was in love with someone and it just made his performance that much better.

Someone next to you walked closer to him and dropped a few bills in his guitar case. As they walked back to their spot Erik opened his eyes, instinctually following them. When his eyes met yours you felt your heart rate pick up and your breath catch in your throat. Erik looked right into your eyes and kept singing, a slight smile on his lips. This man was LETHAL. It felt like he was serenading you. You couldn't help but smile back, you were pretty sure there were actual hearts in your eyes. 

I am ready for Y/N

The two of you couldn't look away from each other. You could actually feel a force pulling you to him. The crowd erupted in shocked chatter when he slipped up and sang your name. Erik just smiled and kept going, but you could hardly breathe. You've never heard your name sound so beautiful before. You had a big dopey smile on your face but you couldn't get rid of it if you wanted to.

He strummed the guitar, the notes tapering into silence. As soon as he finished the crowd erupted into loud cheers and applause. As everyone dispersed you made your way over to him. 

"That was amazing Erik. I had no idea you could sing."

He smiled softly, "Yeah, it's not something I do often."

"It was beautiful. You really should sing more often." It'd be a shame for him to hide his talent. 

He smirked. "Sing more in general or sing to you more?"

You looked away in embarrassment, your ears burning. "Why did you say my name?"

"It was an accident. When I saw you I got nervous and made a freudian slip I guess." He rubbed the back of his neck, his smile sheepish.

You pouted, "So you didn't mean it?" 

He smirked, "Of course I meant it. I did say a Freudian slip. You were on my mind so I said your name."

You rolled your eyes, but your tone was teasing. "There's my psychology nerd. I was starting to get worried."

He chuckled and moved in closer, until his chest brushed up against you. He reached out a hand and fixed a piece of your hair before cupping your face. "Be my girl and there's a lot more where that came from."

You smiled, looking into his eyes. "Yes."

His smile was bright. Erik grabbed the back of your neck and kissed you. You may have made a Freudian slip of your own when he sucked your soul out of your mouth.

Synopsis: You and Erik got into a fight and you were ready to cool off on your own. Too bad Erik had other plans

Word Count : 1458

Warnings: cursing

"I'm tired of having the same argument with you Erik! I'm done!" You could barely see through the tears building in your eyes, but you knew you had to get some space. There was no way you would be able to have a civilized discussion with him right now. You quickly made your way to your bedroom, ready to pack yourself a bag for the night.

Synopsis: You and Erik have some fun in the movie theater

Word Count: 1,264

Warnings: smut, cursing

“You are really bad at hiding how turned on you are.” Erik leans over to whisper in your ear, as the movie plays in front of you and his friends. Your ears burn hot as you try to focus on the screen in front of you. Your skin felt cool and sweaty at the same time. Sharing a spacious recliner with him had been the worst idea. The smell of him alone was fucking with you right now. Erik watched you squirm with amusement. It was only fair that you suffer the way he had to. You thighs always begging for his attention. The constant need to hide his hard-ons whenever he’s around you.

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3. "Ok, but first kiss me."

Synopsis: Erik had a reputation of being a fuckboy. That meant you had to be careful around him. Guard your heart. It was a solid plan until he came in and ruined all your plans.

Word Count: 3,408

Warnings: cursing

You stared quietly at your friends as you approached them from the Uber you took to the state carnival. You cocked your head in confusion because their boyfriends were with them. And never once in the three weeks of planning this excursion did they mention bringing their fucking boyfriends. 

Of course, why would they, you were the only single one and they really wanted you there and they really wanted you to not feel left out. But how could you not feel left out? Each of your three best friends had their gorgeous boyfriends and you, well let’s just say your Friday nights had become super lonely. 

As you slowly approached them you noticed a guy standing off to the side awkwardly. You immediately recognized him as Tonya’s boyfriend James’ best friend Erik. 

Fuck Erik. 

Well… not literally… plenty of women have already done that and you weren't interested in being the next notch on his bedpost, as much as it seemed like he wanted to, and deep down, in a place you'll never acknowledge out loud, you wanted to. 

You meant fuck Erik in a what are you going to do kind of way. Erik was one of those heart stopping, stomach dropping, butterfly causing looking niggas and you struggled to deal with it. Especially because he made it a point to flirt with you incessantly whenever you were around each other. 

“Hey guys.” You hugged your friends Tonya and Fiona and their boyfriends James and Trey. You smiled with heated cheeks when Erik approached you with his arms spread open wide for a huge hug. Erik wrapped his arms around your waist tightly and bent down to whisper in your ear. 

“Missed you Bunny.” His subtle cologne fills your nose and it takes everything within you not to pant like a bitch in heat. You smiled politely at him and pulled away. Turning around to glare at your friends. 

“What the fuck!” You whisper harshly. They smile devilishly and wrap their arms around you while walking to the front entrance of the fair. 

“You’re always at the dorm girl, we had to get you out.” Tonya said as she stood in the long line. 

“I already agreed to come out with you guys. I wanna know why the fuck is he here!” You quickly glanced back at Erik only to find him shamelessly checking you out. He made eye contact with you and sent you a full on smile, unashamed of him eye fucking you. 

“You stay at home too much whenever we tell you he’ll be there. He likes you and it’s clear that you’ve been avoiding him.” Fiona mentioned. 

“So we figured that we would play Cupid AND have a great time.”

“What if I don’t like him like that.” You started, but your friends were not having it.

“Bullshit. We know your pussy gets a heartbeat whenever he’s around.” Tonya utters with annoyance in her tone. 

Your jaw drops at her vulgarity. She was right. But she didn't have to say it. 

“Now go have fun. Nothing has to come out of this. Just enjoy your time with him and we will all meet up in like two hours.” Fiona pushed you slightly towards Erik, while walking towards her man Trey. 

“Wait we aren’t going to walk around together?” You whisper back. 

“Uh...no.” Tonya uttered and pranced off with James. You watched in awe and shock as your friends left you standing next to the guy that made you fucking weak in the knees and crazy in the head, and he knew it. The longer you watched your friends walk away with their boyfriends. The more you realized that they set this up for the both of you. 

“So what do you want to do first, Bunny?” Erik looked down at you, his arms gesturing that he would buy your tickets for the fair as you approached the ticket booth and entrance. His nickname for you sent shivers down your spine. 

“I’m down for anything.” Erik smirked, licked his lips and stepped forward to buy your tickets.

“I’ll remember that.” You rolled your eyes at his stupidity. Erik shyly took your hand and led you toward your first ride. 

You rode two rides together and got matching henna tattoos, you were surprised when he agreed to get one with you in the same spot. Laughter bubbled up through your throat when he tickled you to distract you when the two of you went into a haunted house. His hands rested gently on your hips, following you slowly through the house of horrors.

The two of you ran out shrieking and giggling when Erik felt one of the actors accidentally brush up against him. 

You slowed down when you passed a booth with a giant stuffed elephant, your eyes big and wide as you stared wantingly. 

“You want it?” Erik asked. You took in your surroundings and noticed the elephant was for a basketball game. Maybe it was your height but you sucked at basketball. 

You slowly shook your head no and started walking ahead of him and away from the giant colorful elephant. 

“Come on bunny, if you want the elephant. I got you.” Erik grabbed you by your waist and pulled you back in front of the game. 

“How many girls have you done this for I wonder.” You muttered. Erik rolled his eyes and pulled out his wallet… again and paid the guy. He explained the game and passed Erik three balls. Erik looked back at you and gave you the sweetest smile. A fuckboy shouldn't be able to smile like that, it's disrespectful really. 

“Can I get a kiss for good luck?” You blushed and shook your head. No way! You weren't getting sucked into that trap.

“Damn, worth a shot.” Erik winked at you and turned back to the game. Crossing your arms in front of you, you sway back and forth watching Erik sink three balls easy. 

“Take your pick, bunny.” Erik smirked and turned towards you, his arms spread wide as if he wanted to offer you the world. He really did have game, no wonder so many girls have fawned over him.

You pointed meekly at your elephant and smiled brightly when Erik reached up and got it for you. 

“What are you going to name it?” Erik whispered in your ear. You shivered but smiled softly when he handed it to you. You loved it already.

“N’Jadaka.” You smirked at his shocked face and held back laughter. “Psych.” That was a close one. He looked so genuinely happy that you almost forgot who you were dealing with. You had to be careful. This guy could really hurt you if you got too close.

After winning your prize, Erik took you to the concession stands. "I'm starving. What do you want to eat?"

You shrugged, "I just want a corndog. I'm not really hungry." You were way too nervous to eat right now. It's a wonder you've managed to make it this far. But fate was a cruel ass bitch and you were her favorite victim. Right before Erik started to speak your stomach let out the loudest growl. Louder than anything you've ever heard before. Your eyes flew to the ground with a quickness and you shrunk into yourself, your face hot with embarrassment.

And Erik, the asshole was laughing his ass off. "Lying ass! Ain't no way you got ass and titties like that and you don't eat proper. I don't fuck with girls who don't eat. Makes absolutely no sense to me."

You hit his shoulder as hard as you could, but he didn't even seem to notice it, he didn't even flinch. "Oh, so you have a fetish?" You let a smirk form on your face, some light teasing will smooth over all this awkward energy.

Erik frowned, "What? Fuck no! Take that shit back right now."

"Look, I get it. Thick women are all the rage right now. Do you, buddy." You shook your head.

Erik moved in so quickly. One second you were staring at the back of his head as he walked in front of you and the next he was so close you could count the different flecks of brown in his eyes. You took a step back in shock, but he grabbed your waist and pulled you back. "First of all, don't ever say no shit like that to me again. I'm not like these weak minded niggas out here. I don't need a trend to tell me what I like. And I'm not your buddy. I'm not tryna be your friend, Y/N. I don't know how many times I need to say it."

“Ah, there he is. How many girls has that line worked on?" You smirked and rolled your eyes. 

Erik rolled his eyes, "I'm not a hoe, Y/N."

"Of course not.” You deadpanned.

You both agreed to split a corndog and a huge slice of pizza. You fought, but Erik insisted on paying for all of it and carrying it all to your table. You huffed as you sat down. 

"I could have paid for half, Erik."

He scoffed and scrunched his face, "What kind of weak nigga lets a girl pay for a date? You don't touch your wallet when you're with me Princess."

You couldn't lie, the way he said that, like you actually offended him by mentioning it at all, was a bit of a turn on. You never would have pegged Erik as that type of guy, he had fuckboy written all over him. 

While you were in your thoughts Erik cut the pizza and corndog in half and set up a plate for you. He reached across the table to set it in front of you. "Here you go, Bunny."

You just looked at him, the shock clear as day on your face. "Thank you. I didn't know you could act civilized." 

"There's a lot you don't know about me." He frowned.

You smirked, "I think I know enough." You took a bite of your corn dog and moaned quietly. There was something magical about fair food. It always tasted so much better than anything else. You heard a groan and opened your eyes to see Erik with a pained look on his face. "What's wrong with you?"

He laughed humorlessly and shook his head. "You’re killing me, Y/N." He leaned across the table and grabbed your face. You were so shocked you couldn't react, you just froze, your eyes wide. He slowly leaned in closer, like he was going to kiss you. Part of you was losing your shit and the rest of you waited with bated breath, the anticipation damn near killing you. Erik stared into your eyes, his own half lidded and seductive. After a beat, he wiped his thumb along the side of your mouth. 

"You had some mustard on your face, beautiful." Once your heart rate slowed down a bit, his words finally registered and you were pissed. There he goes playing with your feelings again. And you fell right into it. You looked over at him and he was holding in laughter. You hardened your glare and he laughed so hard he almost fell off the bench.

"Asshole." You muttered under your breath.

He worked hard to reign himself in, all that was left was the occasional snicker. "I couldn't resist. You're so cute when you're angry. Like a bunny."

You pouted and crossed your arms. "I hate you."

"You don't. You like me." He grinned. 

"That would be a negative."

He shrugged and licked his lips watching you bit yours. "Whatever helps you sleep at night, Princess."

You ignored him and started looking around the fairgrounds for what to do next. You couldn't hide your excitement when you landed on the ferris wheel.

Erik followed your line of sight. 

"You wanna go on it?"

"Can we please?" You even pouted for good measure.

"Whatever you want, Princess." He smiled. 

You squealed in excitement and shot off toward the ride. The ferris wheel was your favorite. When you were a child you used to go with your dad and he'd let you sit in his lap and watch the lights. The ferris wheel has always had sentimental value to you.

While you were caught in your thoughts you weren't paying attention to where you were going. One second you were running through the fair, ignoring Erik's pleas for you to slow down and the next you tripped and were catapulting to the ground. You closed your eyes and braced yourself for impact, but someone grabbed your wrist and pulled you before you made it to the ground. 

You were spun around so quickly you lost your balance and fell into Erik's chest. He wrapped his hands around your waist and steadied you to his body. You looked up, you actually hadn't really noticed how much taller he was compared to you, you only came to the center of his chest. Erik's face was full of concern. He grabbed your face with both hands and scanned you from head to toe. 

"You ok, Bunny? Did you scrape anything?" You could only shake your head silently, you were still in a bit of a daze. You could feel the shift in the air, you felt it earlier when he wiped the mustard off your face, but it was much more potent now. The air was crackling with electricity. 

Erik pulled you in closer, his head tilting slightly. He was definitely going to kiss you this time. You closed your eyes and leaned in. Just a few more inches, a few more centimeters…

You were both startled out of your bubble when a kid ran by and bumped into you. You inwardly groaned with frustration, but you took some comfort in seeing that Erik was irritated too. That was definitely a close call. You almost got swept away. You had to be careful, Erik may be nicer than you expected, but he was still a fuckboy who would break your heart eventually. You shook off the haze and pulled away. You both made your way to the ferris wheel together, but it was different this time. You refused to acknowledge it, because acknowledging made it real, but Erik didn't let go of your hand the entire way there.

The wait in line for the ferris wheel was awkward to say the least. You could feel the heat from Erik's hand as it held yours. You tried a few times to separate the hold when your hands started to sweat, but he wasn't having it. 

He eyed you sternly after your most recent attempt, "Why do you keep trying to let go? I slaved over a carnival game and won you a prize and you can't even hold my hand? That's cold, beautiful." He pressed his other hand to his chest in playful hurt. 

You rolled your eyes and scoffed, trying your hardest not to swoon at the fact that he called you beautiful again. 

"Oh please, you have girls drool over you all the time, I'm sure you're not worried about me."

He moved forward and handed over your tickets. 

"I don't know what you're talking about, Bunny." Both of you stepped forward as the ride came to a stop and got into the car. You smirked as you slowly rose up as the other cars were loaded. "Sure sure."

Once you were close to the top, Erik shifted so he was next to you. His hand reached to grab yours. "I'm really happy you came today, Y/N. I hope I get more chances to spend time with you."

You turned to him and smirked to hide your internal swooning. "You are definitely smooth. I'll give you that. No wonder all those girls fawn over you."

Erik pulled back to rub his hands over his face. "Stop saying that shit Y/N! You've been taking little jabs at me all night and it's annoying! Why do you keep shutting me down every time I try to talk to you?"

"Because I refuse to be another one of your hoes who pines away for you while you're on to the next set of open legs! I'm not that kind of girl and I'm not interested in a one night stand with you!" You sneered. 

"That's exactly what I'm talking about! You've been calling me a hoe all night! Where are you getting that shit from!" He raised his voice slightly. 

You scoffed. “Practically every girl on campus. 'Erik's the best I ever had' 'Erik ruined me for other guys' 'Erik turned me out'. It seems like you've fucked everyone on campus but me. Is that why you're so fixated on me now? Because I'm the one pussy you haven't fucked yet?"

Erik's hand shot out and landed on the top of the bench, the loud sound made you jump. He leaned in closer to you, his mouth in a snarl.

"They're all fucking lying! I havent fucked any girl on campus because I've been checking for YOU!" 

Your eyes started to water. How dare he try to play you for some fool. "You must think I'm stupid. Am I a joke to you? You really expect me to believe that?" You tried to hide the break in your voice and the tears threatening to spill, but you were a terrible actress and your face was far too expressive. You looked away to stare at the lights and people down below. You needed a second to get your guard back up.

He frowned, "Yes! I'm not a liar Y/N. I've told you nothing but the truth since I met you. I had no intentions of getting with anyone when I started school, because I wanted to put all of my attention on basketball. I didn't want any girls distracting me from that. I only went to parties because someone had to drive my drunk ass teammates back home. But that changed when I saw you at one of my games freshman year. I didn't know you yet, but you were the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen. I've been checking for you ever since, trying to get your attention, trying to get to know you."

You knew you were gaping, but you couldn't help it. "I don't understand. Why would all of those girls lie?"

He scoffed, "Because I turned down so many of them, they were probably embarrassed so they tried to get clout by saying they had sex with me. I heard a few rumours, but I didn't pay it any mind because I knew they were all lies."

You paused, "So all the play flirting?"

Erik kisses his teeth and leaned back, spreading his legs out so his thigh rested against yours. "Wasn't playing at all. I like you Y/N. I've been trying to get you to give me the time of day for over a year. I want to date you, get to know you."

Suddenly all of the things that didn't make sense earlier pieced together. Erik paying for your food, his concern when you almost fell, all of the little pet names he calls you. It all added up and the realization hit you in the gut. 

"I've been horrible to you. You must hate me." You covered your face in your hands. Erik scooted closer to you and pried them away. "I don't hate you at all. Now that I understand where your head is I get why you acted like that. But that's not me, beautiful. I'm not that guy. Everything I've shown you has been genuine."

You nodded, "I know. I see it now."

He smiled and grabbed your hands, "I really like you Y/N. You're smart, and funny, and beautiful, and everything else I want. I want to make you mine, if you'll let me?"

You nodded. "I like you too, Erik. Way more than I wanted to admit."

He smiled brightly and grabbed your face. You closed your eyes as he got closer and tilted his head. You could feel his breath on your lips as he closed in, you could smell his cologne and the crisp night air. When his lips made contact you sighed and leaned into him, your hands fisting in the front of his shirt and pulling him closer. Your lips moved together like they were already familiar with each other, perfectly in sync. Way too soon, Erik pulled away, resting his forehead against yours.

"Y/N, will you be my girl?"

You smirked, "Ok, but first kiss me."

He grinned, "As you wish."

We wanted to start off by thanking everyone for their support of this story. Your engagement and kind words have made us really excited and the creative juices are definitely flowing. We are currently working on chapter 3, but we wanted to create a way for you all to connect with the story in between the chapters and a way for us to further interact with you all outside of the chapters themselves. 

What we came up with is to create a text conversation between Reader and Erik in between every chapter. They won’t have any spoilers for the upcoming chapter, they’ll just play off of what happened in the chapter before. This should be a fun way for us all to build a little Sugar Babe community. We hope you guys enjoy it!

Chapter 2 

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