summary: Kira Barnes, the younger adopted sister of Bucky Barnes, is forced out of the dark underworld of espionage and into the light of the new world of superheroes when her brother abandons her with the Avengers to go on the run. She is set in her ways and determined to find her brother until she meets Pietro Maximoff, someone who challenges her black-and-white view of the world.
story warnings: violence, swearing, blood, descriptions of abuse
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 14/?
Fandom: X-Men - All Media Types, X-Men (Movieverse), X-Men (Original Timeline Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Iron Man (Movies)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Tony Stark/Scott Summers
Characters: Tony Stark, Scott Summers, Bruce Banner, Logan (X-Men), Emma Frost, Jean Grey, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Clint Barton, Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes, Pepper Potts, Happy Hogan, Ororo Munroe
Additional Tags: Romance, Drama & Romance, Angst and Feels, Swearing, Sexting, Flirting, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Fluff and Angst, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Angst with a Happy Ending, divorced Scott, Falling In Love, Love, Implied/Referenced Terrorism, this is not a positive Jean Grey story, pre-warned Scott and Jean were not happily divorced, Anti-Mutant Sentiments (Marvel), Blood and Gore, Mild Gore, anti-mutant, Explosions, Explosives, Shooting, Hurt, Tony Stark Needs a Hug, Bruce Banner & Tony Stark Friendship, Bruce Banner Is a Good Bro, Making Out, Whump, Sexual Content, Age Difference, Not Jean Grey Friendly
Series: Part 4 of Better Together Series
Chapter Summary: After weeks of agonizing separation after tragedy had fallen upon Scott and Tony, the wait is over. Together they have found their way to the one thing that they've been wanting so very much in each other.
“Guys I don't know what to doooohoooohoo! *gasp* I don’t know how I got here in the car in the water because I fell asleep and woke up the next thing I know is I’m stuck in the car in the middle of the ocean ANDTHEDAMNDOOREONTOPEEEEEENNN!!!
*sniff* THECARISFILLINGWITHWATERIMGONNADIE!I DON'T WANNA DIE!! *sniff**gah*gasp* if *hic* this *hic* is my last*gasp* m-moments then… I-I have some t-thing to get o-off my chest. I want to apologize to Sam...and Bucky… I-I was the one to crash y-your boat in the doc.I-it wasn’t Bucky’s fault-he wasn’t even on the boat when it happened. A-And Bucky… I’m s-sorry for letting Sam believe it was you...even though I didn’t outright say it was you.
This is it… my final moments are going to be spent alone, cold, wet and in the dark night *gasp* I love you all...goodbye”
✔️seen by Bucky @11:46pm
11:55pm Y/N sent a video:
“*sniff* so...um turns out-I’m still alive. I made it *awkwardly smiles* um *sniff* I am okay, um I had called 9/11 before I sent the video and right after I had sent it, *sniff* the people arrived...so-now that that’s out of the way...I’d like to take back my apology. Sam I swear to god I did not crash your boat it was one hundred percent Bucky’s fault. Um and Tony...if you see this just know that it was...also Bucky’s fault for smashing your helmet. Uh one hundred percent his...he used it as a soccer ball don’t ask me how I know. Um yeah anyway Buck I know you're the only one up right now so can you come and get me? Thanks”
✔️seen by Bucky @11:57pm
Bucky: :(
✔️read by Y/N @ 11:59pm
Bucky: I’m on my way
✔️read by Y/N @ 11:59pm
———————— Sunday ————————-
Tony: what the actual fuck?
Read by sam, steve, peter, nat, bucky, y/n @6:00am
Nat: omfg
Steve: Are you alright?
Steve: did you make it home okay?
Y/N: :D
Steve: ??
Clint: y’all hear screaming?
Sam: that was me
Sam: YOU CRASHED MY BOAT???
Bucky: See
Bucky: I told u it wasn’t me
Sam: SHE CRASGED MU BSOT
Clint: bro, stop yelling we get it
Clint: ur angry
Sam: SHe CHEASG ME BAUY
Sam: ur lucky ur a kid :(
Nat: you need to calm down lol
Bucky: I also want an apology
Sam: didn’t she apologize in the vid
Buck: I want one from u
Sam:...
Sam: no
Bucky: he said that he would use my metal arm to repair the hole in the boat
Y/N: Watt??? XD
Sam: U CRASGD MY BOAT
Nat: uhg
Clint: stop shouting dude
Steve:...
Y/N: ??
Sam: Don’t play dumb u confessed to it
Y/N: no i didn’t it was bucky remember
Steve: ur not about to do this
Bucky: y am i always blamed for everything :(
Bucky: I can’t catch a break
Sam: u said it in the video
Y/N has deleted a video
Y/N:What video
Sam: X(
Clint: u did not just delete it TuT
Tony: dont worry i saved it
Y/N: peter i can see you reading the messages back me up here
Pete:...
Tony: about my helmet being used as a soccer ball…
Y/N: Bucky did it
Bucky: why would I do something like that????
Peter: wait how do you even end up in the water?
Y/N: I was sleep walking and I hopped in tony’s car and drove it into the water
Tony: my car?? You drove my car into the water
Y/n:...
Y/n: it was bucky
Bucky left the chat
Y/n: anyways i got to go get ready for my date. Bye
Warnings: Self Concious!Bucky, mentions of nakedness, kissing/slight make out (no smut), scars
Genre: Angst and Fluff
Word Count: 1574
Summary: Bucky has always been self conscious about his metal arm and the scars around it, no matter how often you tell him they don't bother you
Bucky didn’t understand why he felt so self conscious around you. You have been dating for a few months now, and no matter how often you tell him how perfect he is to you, his arm always haunts his thoughts
It had caused problems throughout your relationship, whether it be him not wanting to change in front of you, not wanting you to cuddle into his metal arm in fear of you feeling the scars, or him not wanting to do anything sexual with you without keeping his shirt on
Everytime he brought up his arm, you always explained to him that they didn’t bother you, and that you loved him no matter what his arm looked like. He never believed you though. To him the scars around his shoulder look so awful and he couldn’t comprehend how you didn’t look at them with disgust
Today he had been in the bathroom, getting ready to take a shower. He usually avoided looking in mirrors, but today he couldn't help but to stare into it. Slowly lifting his shirt off, he dropped it and it fell to the floor. Looking at his scars, he let his hand go up to feel around them. He took a deep breath as he felt his fingertips rubbing against the scars. He hated the way they felt. He hated the way they looked
He looked away from the mirror and let out a sigh, before turning on the shower, and getting in. As he was lathering his head with the shampoo he heard the bathroom door opening. He pulled back the shower curtain, only so his eyes were visible to you
“Hey Buck, could I hop in there with you quick? Nat asked me to go out with her and I need to shower quickly before we leave” You looked at him with a pleading expression, hoping he would say yes. He saw that you were holding a towel and a change of clothes already
“Uh…” He was frozen in his spot. He knew you wouldn’t have asked if you could wait until he was done, and he didn’t want to be rude to you. “Um yea ok” he hesitantly agreed
“Thank you!” You quickly stripped out of your clothes and got in the shower behind him. He felt tense being so close to you with his scars out, but he tried to not let it show. He closed his eyes and let his head lean back into the water, feeling the shampoo go off his head and down his body.
By the time he finished rinsing it out, you had finished rubbing shampoo into your own hair, and you both slid around each other so you could get to the water. As you leaned your head backwards in the water, he let his eyes glance over your body. You looked stunning
When you finished rinsing out your hair, you opened your eyes to see his looking at you with slight lust
“Enjoying the view?” You teased letting out a small laugh, before reaching over his shoulder and grabbing the conditioner
He froze and tensed up as your hand grazed over his scars. You saw the slightly fearful look in his eyes and you immediately pulled your arm away, dropping the conditioner bottle in the process, it letting out a loud sound as it crashed to the shower floor
“I’m so sorry” you apologized “I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable…Are you alright?” You looked so guilty and it made him feel bad
You’re his girlfriend…So why is he so insecure around you? You’re both standing naked in front of each other and his arm is what he’s worried about?
He nodded, letting out a quiet “Yea I'm good”. There was a small pause before he began talking again. “I'm sorry you have to look at them. I know they’re not very appealing”
“Bucky” you shook your head “You are the most beautiful person I’ve ever laid eyes on. Your scars are no exception to that. They make you who you are, and they will never make me change the way I look at you. You are the love of my life, and I adore every detail about you, from the vibrant blue of your eyes, to the sound of your laugh, to that little crease you get in the middle of your eyebrows when you smile, and even your metal arm and the scars that are there with it. I love you so so so much Bucky” You had a few tears forming in your eyes. You wanted him to understand that you were madly in love with him and that he didn’t have to be self conscious around you because there was nothing to be insecure about.
He had tears of his own forming. He loved you, but he always had this doubt in the back of his mind, telling him that you were lying to him and that you were turned off by his scars.
You wrapped your arms around his waist, and you laid your head down on his right arm, away from the scars. His immediately went around your neck and he kissed the top of your head
“I love you so much doll. I don’t even know why I get so self conscious about my arm still” there was a small pause “It’s been there for so long and it still holds me back from things I want to do”
“It doesn’t have to stop you though. Please believe me when I tell you that they don’t change a single thing I love about you”
He nodded his head and he reached for your hand, and he gently lifted it so it was closer to his shoulder. You felt his hesitation, but you gave him a small kiss on the shoulder you were laying on for encouragement. He put your hand down onto his scars, and your fingers gently danced over them. He took a shaky breath at the feeling
“There’s nothing to be afraid of Bucky” You said as you kissed his shoulder again
“Thank you doll” He gave you a smile and his metal arm gently grabbed your chin, and lifted it upwards, kissing you softly. You immediately reciprocated and the both of you stood in the shower while kissing, before taking it a step further and you began making out.
The moment the two of you were having was suddenly interrupted by a loud knock on the door
“(Y/N) how long does it take to shower?” Nat yelled causing you to gasp and pull away from Bucky, letting out a groan
“Give me a few more minutes” you replied quickly pulling him in for another kiss. You giggled and pulled away, reaching down and grabbing the conditioner bottle you had dropped earlier.
You squirted some into your own hands, massaging it into your hair, before holding it out to Bucky. He grabbed it and did the same. You both rushed to finish, and once you were done, you both stood on a towel under your feet. Bucky reached for his towel sitting on the edge of the sink before wrapping it around his waist, then grabbing your own towel and handing it to you
“I almost don’t wanna give this to you” he mumbled with a cheeky grin “I like you better with nothing on”
“I could say the same for you” You gave him a smile and you felt your cheeks turn bright red. You grabbed the towel from his hands before wiping off some of the water from your body and wrapping the towel around yourself.
BANG BANG BANG
Both you and Bucky flinched back at the loud sound.
“(Y/N) come onnnnnn” you heard Nat whine through the door
“Oh my god I’ll be out in one minute” you laughed a bit and hurried to dry yourself off. Once you were finished you threw on your clothes, and brushed your hair and teeth, Bucky doing the same next to you. Once you both were done you turned to Bucky and gave him a kiss
“I’ll be back later. I love you Bucky”
“I love you too (Y/N)” He smiled
Then you opened the bathroom door and walked out, leaving Bucky alone. He found his eyes looking back towards the mirror again. Now, instead of feeling only disgust, he felt the slightest bit more self confident looking at his scars. The words you spoke to him only minutes ago, were swimming through his mind.
They make you who you are, and they will never make me change the way I look at you
He felt his lips curve upwards into a small smile, and he looked away from the mirror, putting on his own clothes, before walking back into yours and his shared bedroom. He sat on the bed, before grabbing his phone and sending you a quick text
Thank you for everything today doll. I love you so much and i'll see you when you get home <3
Once he hit send, it had took you less than a minute to respond
No problem my love. I love you so so so much! I'll be back soon <3
He smiled a wide grin, and he turned his phone off, putting it on his nightstand, before grabbing the tv remote, and turning on a random movie and watching it, waiting for you to get back home.
S.S.: Hello, heres another fic. I know Im very inconsistent with writing but Im working on it! Thanks to everyone who likes my posts I really appreciate it!! Hope you like this one!
Warnings: Car crash!!, police officers, medical staff, panic attacks... idk what else, let me know if I missed something!
Word Count: 1,834
* I know it says Avengers x Reader, but it only features Tony, Nat and Bucky.... :)
** Mx: gender neutral for Mrs., Miss, or Mr. jsut an fyi for anybody who doesnt know!
MASTERLIST
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There was a distant ringing in my ears. The sound of honking horns and brakes screeching to a stop and sirens seemed muffled. The sun seemed brighter than it had been. My body was buzzing with adrenaline and the feeling in my fingers was gone.There was debris amongst the road, pedestrians standing along the road or with one foot out of their car looking over their opened doors.
“Oh my god, are you alright?” a grey-haired woman stopped my wandering, her hands placed on my shoulders. Others stood next to her, barely within my vision through my helmet.
“I think so.” I mumbled, turning around to the wreck that I had just barely escaped with my life. My motorcycle laid in pieces off to the side of the intersection. The car that had run through the red light was wrecked, the front slightly crumpled from impact.
Police cars surround the area, immediately blocking off the road and encouraging pedestrians and drivers to detour. Emergency medical staff jumped from the ambulances, two coming towards where I stood with the older woman, and two to the man who looked unconscious in the front seat.
“Mx, my name is Alex Khan and this is my partner Trey Alpin. Do you know your name?” His voice was urgent and demanding, but not aggressive.
“My name is Y/f/n Y/l/n.” My voice wavered and shock began to overwhelm my senses. My hands grasped at my helmet, struggling to pull it off.
“Hold on, let me help you. We don't want to add insult to injury.” his partner insisted his hands hooking under my helmet and carefully pulling it off of my head.
“Alright Ms. Moon. Can you walk?” and despite it sounding like the dumbest question considering I was standing right in front of them, my knees gave out before giving them an answer. “We’ve got you.”
I turned to the older woman who still stood there with her hand covering her mouth and tears welling in her eyes. “Thank you.” she replied with a simple nod and a reassuring smile before the two paramedics helped me to the back of one of the ambulances at the scene.
“Is the driver alright?” I asked after they sat me on the end of the truck, a shock blanket wrapped around my shoulders.
“Lets focus on you first then we’ll get an update on him for you.” Alex smiled.
Trey stood to the next to him jotting down notes, before setting it to the side as Alex moved to the other ambulance.
“Stare at my finger for me.” he said, holding his index finger in front of my face before shining a light into my eyes, checking for the pupil's reaction. “Good, no concussion.” He said with a reassuring smile.
He wrote it down amongst the other notes on the clipboard before turning back. “Do you mind taking off your gear so I can check for breaks or sprains?” I nodded quietly, shrugging off the shock blanket and tugging at the zipper of the leather jacket covering my top.
“Also do you have someone that you can call?” He asked, filling the silence as I winced pulling my arms from the sleeves.
“I do but my phone was in my bike’s hideaway compartment. So I highly doubt it's functional anymore.” I said, giving a small smile.
“No worries, you can borrow a phone from any of us after I check you over for injuries.”
His hands were cold compared to my burning skin as he ran them down my arms, moving my wrists careful of the road rash across my knuckles that wore through my gloves. “Does that hurt?” I shook my head no as he repeated the same motions on my other arm receiving the same response.
His hands moved to the back of my neck squeezing along the sides of my spine, eliciting a slight wince from me. “Did that hurt?”
“Just a little.”
“Sorry” he pressed his lips together and his eyebrows furrowed. He stepped to the side continuing down my back with one hand without any other trouble. “Just some slight whiplash, nothing major, just be cautious with activities.”
He moved back in front of me, his hands settling on my highest rib, slowly trailing down my sides before I grimaced at the gentle touch he was using. “Sorry” he muttered before continuing.
“So that might be a break or just a crack but you'll have to take a ride with us to get that x-rayed.”
“Uhm, can I actually make my call while you continue to check me over?” I asked quietly, my mind still a little muddled with the fact that I was sitting in the back of an ambulance with a fractured rib being my worst injury.
“Of course.” He pulled his phone from his uniform pocket, unlocking the screen and opening the keypad. “Here you go. I'm just going to run over your legs and then wrap your hands.” I only nod in confirmation as I begin typing in the number.
After a few rings, the line clicked. “Tony Stark who is this and why are you calling me?”
“Tony…” My voice cracked trying to hold back the tears that had begun to form in my eyes.
“Y/n/n? What happened? Friday get a read on the call.” he called to the A.I. frantically.
“I got into a wreck.” I said my voice wavering as tears threatened to spill over “Im at 42nd and 11th.”
“On it.” And with that the call ended, and the panic set in.
“Thanks. Can I get oxygen or something? I- I cant breath.” I say handing Trey his phone back, my hands shaking and my breathing become erratic.
“Yea, of course one second.” He agreed hopping into the truck grabbing a tank and mask, setting up and bringing it back to me. I held the mask over my nose doing my best to take calming breaths as he brought the blanket back over my shoulders.
Commotion amongst the street caused me to open my eyes back up to see Tony in his Ironman suit landing next to the street blocked signs. A black lamborghini pulled up behind him, Bucky and Nat stepping out. It was amusing to watch the police hold their hands out, trying to block the trio from entering into the restricted area, but with a flip of a badge from Nat and a scolding from Tony, they stepped aside.
The trio took a minute analyzing the damage, noting the obliterated bike that belonged to their second youngest Avenger. The plastic and metal spread across the street casting shadows from the flashing red and blue lights. The car that was stopped in the middle of the intersection with the hood crumpled.
“Oh my god, Y/n/n.” Nat was the first to wrap me carefully into a hug. “Are you ok? What happened?” Bucky and Tony stood behind her both with rage in their eyes.
“Some guy ran a red light. I’m ok.” I said casting my gaze to the other ambulance where it seemed that the driver was still unresponsive.
“The only points of concern are thier minor whiplash, the road burns and fractured ribs 5-7 on the left side. I suggest getting an xray to make sure they are only fractures and nothing more and a CT scan for any other internal injuries that I can't diagnose here. I would offer a ride to the hospital but I realize that you will have better medical technology at the Avengers Tower.” Trey listed, smiling at the three Avengers standing there.
“Thank you very much for taking care of her. Apply at Stark Industries, I’ll find a place for you on the medical staff.” Tony smiled.
“Let's get you home.” Bucky spoke quietly, and I agreed adamantly.
“They’ll have to report to one of the police officers before leaving the scene.” Trey reminded us as I grabbed my jacket and helmet.
“Thank you.” Nat said, helping me from my spot. “Can you walk?” I nodded. Setting down the oxygen and dropping the blanket from my shoulders. I gripped onto her hand and pushed against the ambulance bed with the other to get onto my feet.
I took a minute to find my balance, hanging onto Nat for support. Her arm was wrapped around my waist as she helped me walk over to one of the police officers.
“Are you the motorbike rider?”
“Yes sir.” I replied, releasing my grip on Nat, noting that Bucky and Stark were standing closely behind on guard.
“I just have some routine questions for you quickly.” I nodded my head and he began asking the questions.
After the officer finished his follow up he thanked me before Nat began to pull me away from the scene.
“Wait. I asked about the driver of the car. I haven't heard anything.” I stopped turning around to see paramedics surrounding the bed of the other ambulance.
“Honey, don't worry about him. Come on let's get you home.” Nat insisted. I pulled away from her grip stumbling slightly.
“Just because he ran a red light and hit me doesn't make him any less important. I just want to check to make sure he’ll recover.” I argued before making my way over to the commotion.
The paramedics and a few police officers were congregated near the end of the ambulance as I approached. I could hear the orders for medical equipment being called out as I grew closer.
“Excuse me.” I tapped on someone's shoulder.
“Y/n? Why are you still here?” Trey asked once he had turned to see me.
“I asked earlier about the driver. Will he make a recovery?” I asked peaking over his shoulder to watch paramedics lifting the stretcher into the back.
“He’ll make a full recovery. He'll be spending a few years in prison for this though. If you're worried about insurance coverage dont worry. Officers will get that sorted when he's responsive.” Trey explained.
“Oh, I’m not worried about that. I just wanted to make sure he’ll make a recovery. Thank you.” I smiled before turning back to the three Avengers waiting at the police barricade.
“Ready to go?” Bucky asked as I joined them. I simply nodded my head as Nat wrapped her arm around me again leading me to the car.
“Let’s go get you healed up. I heard Cho is working on something with broken bones. Maybe you can be a guinea pig!” Tony exclaimed with a smile.
“As intriguing as that sounds I doubt that I’m stable enough to endure whatever it may be.” I replied as I settled into the front seat of the car.
“Fair enough.” Tony smiled. “Im proud of you ya know. For that little thing you just did. For understanding that his life is still important.”
“I learned from the best.” I looked at the three of them, each having a proud smile across their face.
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S.S: Hope you all liked it!! Again dont be afraid to request. I also realize that alot of my fics seem to have a little (or lot) of angst. Ill try and make some more fluffy fics soon! Thanks for reading!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapter 37 - New Chapter Alert!
Though Nano is a tough month, filled with writing for myself, writing for my clients and classes, I’ve found the time to write for my favourite readers.
If you love Kid Tony Stark and a complete rewrite of the entire MCU, then this fic is for you.
can i request messing with erik while he’s playing the game? please and thank you❤️
Thanks for sending a request! Hope you like it!
Hour 1
You moved around the kitchen easily putting together sandwiches for you and your boyfriend. The two of you had the day off and you were so excited to spend the day with him.
You felt him wrap his arms around you and take his sandwich. He kissed your cheek before he took a big bite.
“Thanks babe.” Erik muttered and spanked your ass. You side eyed him and turned around with your Gatorade to sip in your hand.
Erik watched you cross your legs in front of each other, a slow smirk crossed his face.
“What do you want to do today.” You asked quietly, you were hopeful that you would get to cuddle with him and watch movies and you knew that he knew what you wanted to do.
“Gonna play some games online with M’Baku.” Erik stared at you quietly.
You fought to keep your face neutral, "I was hoping we'd hang out today. We haven't had a day off together in a while"
"We can hang out, just give me a little bit of time to beat this level." A reasonable request. You could definitely entertain yourself for a bit.
You nodded, "ok, we'll hang out in an hour then."
Hour 2
You sighed for the third time in the last 20 minutes. You were hot. You stuffed your feet into Erik’s lap and watched him stare intensely at the game. He let out occasional curse words at the screen and to his good friends on the headset.
“Sorry babe. I’ll be done soon, I promise. Nah fuck you!!” He couldn’t even hold a conversation with just you for two seconds. You rolled your eyes and moved to get up. You weren't going to sit around waiting for him. Erik squeezes your calf signalling that he really didn’t want you to move, but you were getting bored and had better things to do other than watch him play games.
Hour 3
You were going to kill him. You had his murder all plotted out. No one would ever find his body. You spent a few minutes making a show slamming the cabinet doors in the kitchen and slamming your bedroom door, but you stopped when you realized he didn't even notice. Which of course just made you even madder.
How dare he ignore you like this! Who does he think he is? You opened your door and made your way back downstairs. Maybe he just lost track of time. You'd give him a chance to redeem himself.
You walked up to him, a slight smile on your face, "babe? It's been a few hours. Let's watch a movie."
Erik didn't even look away from the screen. "Baby this is a really important stage. I can't stop now."
"You promised we'd hang out tonight, Erik." You frowned.
He still wouldn't look away from the game, "I know Y/N, but M'Baku will kill me if I stop before we finish the quest."
You rolled your eyes and left the room, slightly stomping all the way to your room.
You mumbled under your breath, "M'baku may kill you, but I'll definitely kill you if you don't get off that damn game."
Hour 4
Okay payback was going to be a bitch. You watched yourself in the mirror admiring the new outfit he’d bought you a few months ago. You weren’t really sure what you were going to do to get him back. But your ultimate goal was to piss him off.
You stepped out of the bedroom and walked down to the den. You walked around the couch and made a show out of getting your phone.
“Where you going?” Erik stared at you intensely, though his eyes darted between you and the game on the screen.
“Out.” You spit out.
Erik’s eyes cut to you. Erik hated when you spoke to him with such an attitude. But he deserved it.
“You are not going out wearing that babe. Go change. I bought you that so we could enjoy it for ourselves and you think putting a jacket over it would help? Nah babe I said go change.”
“Nah Babe. I’m bored. You promised me time together and you haven’t delivered so I’m gonna go chill with your cousin until you find some time to spend with your girl.” You twirled around and made a move for the door.
“You better be talking about Shuri babygirl.” Erik threatened his hand removed from the controller for the first time in a while.
“I think we both know that I’m not.” You smiled at him and walked out the door. You made it to your car before Erik caught your wrist.
“I’m not playing with you Y/N.” Your phone rang loudly in your hand. You pushed Erik off of you slightly to answer it.
“Hey T’Challa. Yeah I’m on my way. You know I’ll never pass an opportunity to help you out!” Erik made a motion for you to hand him the phone. “Your cousin wants to talk to you then I’ll be on my way.”
They exchanged a few words in Wakandan and then Erik hung up roughly.
“Take your ass back in the house.” Erik’s eyes were lit with rage. "I'm not gonna say it again."
“No go play your stupid game. You have been ignoring me all day! Not giving me any attention. And when I want to go out looking good now you have something to say. Fuck all that. I’m leaving.” Erik smiles wickedly and wraps his arms around your waist. And picked you up effortlessly.
He let out a sinister chuckle as he carried you back in the house. “You want attention, you got it.”
Hour 5
You would never ask for attention again. You were exhausted, hot, and tired. Your body couldn’t handle another moment with the sex demon you called a boyfriend.
Erik sat at the end of the bed and lit a blunt. It kind of pissed you off that he could look so composed while you look like hell. He glanced back at you and smirked at your worn out body. Involuntarily you shrunk back from his gaze and tried to cover your naked body with the sheet. Erik rolled his eyes and stood up reaching for his shorts to head back to the den.
“I’ll be finishing up the game.” He turned back towards you and licked his lips. “Unless you want some more attention.” A devious chuckle left his lips as he headed down the hallway.
"Bastard" you mumbled.
"Say that shit again and watch what happens." He yelled from down the hallway.
You didn't say anything because you didn't want to. Not because you were scared of your man's demon dick.
Hour 6
Maybe. Maybe you did want more attention. No. You needed more attention. You found some of your best lingerie and put it on along with Erik's favorite perfume. You didn't even bother throwing on a robe, what was the point? You smirked as you made your way downstairs, the speakers booming with gunshots. You were definitely a glutton for punishment, but it's really Erik's fault.
At least that's what you'll keep telling yourself.
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