Operation: Honey Pot, Part II
Prompt: Requested by reader (Very Dominant Erik Killmonger)
Type: Erik Killmonger + Reader
Warnings: Explicit Language, Rated M
Info: You are sent on a mission to obtain information on an arms deal involving infamous smuggler Ulysses Klaw and his partner Erik Stevens.
“If everyone would take a seat, we can begin the bidding war.”
You quickly sat in one of their fancy dinner chairs and watched as the lights dimmed. Suddenly a spotlight was casted on an empty podium, next to the podium was a stand. There was a light chatter and noose as everyone waited in anticipation for the announcer to make it on stage. Suddenly a waiter passed by you and handed you a bidding a paddle with three numbers written on it.
You gracefully accepted the paddle, but inside you felt that it was worthless because you weren’t here to purchase anything. You sat in the back quietly, not bidding on anything because nothing seemed to interest you. Of course you didn’t come here empty handed, a platinum Amex card rest against your upper thigh, along with your modified Bowie knife. but nothing seemed to grab your eye. It seemed like hours have passed by before they got through all the one of a kind paintings, vases and
“Not seeing anything you like?” A voice whispered into your ear. Of course you knew the second when someone came and sat next to you, silently hoping they wouldn’t talk.
You slowly turned your head to the mass of muscles sitting next to you. You immediately recognized your target, Erik Stevens, he was truly as handsome as the picture in the file they provided you. Your slight attraction to him made the mission easier for you to bear. You were ready for the second phase of Operation: Honey Pot.
You turned towards him slowly making sure to display that you were giving him your total attention. Your lips curled into a flirtatious smile as you admired him openly, his half cocked grin surely turned into a full blown smile. Very confident.
“I do now,” you leaned forward slightly and moved your hand to slowly open the slit of your dress. Your thigh slipped through the slit as you crossed your legs, your foot intentionally brushing against his calf.
He looked great in his tailored suit, all black, from the tie to the socks. His eyes briefly looked down to your heeled foot rubbing against his leg before taking in the expanse of your leg. He smirked when he got to the junction where your hip meets your thigh.
His eyes then moved to your face, slowly down to pause at your neck and then admiring the ample cleavage displayed by your lovely dress. Unfortunately you missed the moment where his eyes narrowed as he caught a glimpse of the tattoo that rested on your ribcage beneath your sternum. Before either of you could speak, the announcer at the podium spoke over all the chatter from the guest.
“I’d like to present the gem of this evening!”
Suddenly your target arose from his seat, an obsidian briefcase in his hands as he made his way to the stage. You caught movement to your left and watched as Klaw met your target at the podium. They glanced at each other briefly before they opened the briefcase together.
“A true jewel from an unconquered country sitting in the forest of the continent Africa…”
You watched as Klaw grabbed whatever was in the briefcase, and sat it on the glass display a few feet from the announcement podium. It was a sword? You couldn’t really tell considering how far back you sat, but you could see the reflection off of the dark gray metal melded with the gold handle.
“Traced back to the early 16th century, this is a rare artifact that was used to defend a tribe from foreign invaders, the handle is made of the purest gold gifted from the great Egyptian Pharaohs, and the blade.. is the true treasure made from a nearly imperishable metal, Vibranium.” Everyone in the room gasped at the mention of the rare metal and you knew the history of it. And now you understood why it was your mission to retrieve the weapon.
“Bidding starts at eight hundred thousand Euros.”
You watched as the bidding war began, the price quickly rose from a few hundred thousand to millions. A menacing smile on Klaw’s face as he clamped onto Erik’s shoulder and watched as the numerous guests pined for the rare artifact.
“Fifty-five million, going once, going twice! Sold!” You heard a brief cheer and clapping ensued as a man in a tuxedo took a bow and smiled down at his clapping date. You rolled your eyes, and reached to grab your cell and sent your coordinates to the only number in your phone.
“Excuse me Ma'am,” you looked up from your cell and quickly put it in your mini purse before turning towards the voice. Two men stood behind you, dressed in leather jackets and jeans. The muscle. You slowly stood up and smoothed out your dress before addressing the two goons in front of you.
“Your audience is requested.” One of them said, you smirked and tilted your head to the side and brushed your hair behind your ear.
“May I ask who is sending this request?”
You followed the two guards down the long stretch of hallway as they led you to a private office. One of them held the door open for you and gestured for you to enter. This wasn’t part of your plan, you were trying to get him to come to you, not the other way around.
You stepped into the room and heard the door close behind you and the near inaudible click of the lock. You closed your eyes briefly and slowed your breathing to decrease your heart rate. This was not the time to get nervous.
You looked around the office, bookshelves lined the walls, a plush, leather couch against the wall to your left. And then two chairs sat in front of a mahogany desk, and behind that desk sat you target, Erik Stevens.
You both stared at each other, no one speaking. As the silence continued the tension in the room thickened, you didn’t move a muscle as he rubbed his chin and analyzed you from head to toe.
“Bet you’re wondering why you’re here.”
“To purchase something nice.” You replied purposely misinterpreting his statement.
“And you haven’t raised that damn paddle since this thing started.” He had you there, honestly there was nothing you thought was worth purchasing. He also revealed that he was watching you during the auction.
“Nothing has piqued my interest, it would be a waste to get something that I didn’t want…” You trailed off, watching as he rose from the big chair behind the desk and towards the book case to your left. He pulled a book and the case seemed to open like a door, he then reached into the darkness and pulled out a dark brown case.
“I think I have something that’ll pique your interest.” He replied with a half cocked smile intentionally mocking you.
Suddenly, a knock sounded on the door and both of you stood still before Erik moved to answer the door. He brushed pass you and you took a few steps forward before turning around and watching him open the door. He spoke in rushed whispers to whoever stood behind the door before receiving another brief case and slamming the door closed.
He walked pass you again, this time stopping near the desk to open the case and taking a brief look inside. A smirk appeared on his face as he pulled a cell phone out of his suit pocket and dialed a number. He spoke in a different language on the phone, but his eyes were glued to your body as he watched you explore the office.
Your finger tips brushed against the books on the shelves that contained old encyclopedias and dictionaries, a lot of books in Latin and Spanish. He still spoke on the phone as you walked to the other side of the room, towards the leather couch.
You stood there in front of the couch, contemplating your next move. You had to find a way to get him to come to you, slowly an idea began to form. You turned around to face him, your eyes locked as you gracefully sat on the leather couch. You got comfortable and watched his reactions as you crossed your legs. The slit of your dress fell open revealing your entire leg. The position of the dress left a shadow between your thighs, but damn near flashing your ass. He stared at you intensely as his replies went from wordy responses to grunts.
He finally hung up the phone when you got comfortable on the couch before putting the new brief case in the space behind the book shelf. You waited for him to sit back in the chair behind the desk before talking again.
“What did you want to show me?” A corner of his mouth curled before he sat the other vase on his desk.
“C'mere and I’ll show you.” As you stood and approached, he opened the case on the desk and then turned the open case towards you.
You looked down at the exquisite set of jewelry, pear shaped diamond earrings, the diamonds size of rocks. Below the set of earrings was a necklace, rubies sat on a white gold chain, black diamonds sprinkled in between.
What truly made your eyes huge was a huge diamond pendant wrapped in yellow and white gold. The diamonds reflected off of the light in the room, nearly blinding you with its beauty.
“How much?” You asked, you didn’t look up to see if Erik was even in the chair anymore, the sound of movement behind you caught you off guard.
You spun on your heels but not fast enough to dodge the heavy object that came down fast and hard on your head. You felt your body crumble to the floor before darkness took over.
Agent Status: Compromised
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