TO LOVE A PANTHER

[toloveapanther]

T’Cherik: To Love A Panther - Ch.1 - “Hey, cousin.”

Fanfiction: Black Panther.

Universe: Black Panther (2018 movie) universe.

Characters: T’Challa x Erik (Black Panther x Killmonger).

Time: Immediately after T’Challa takes Erik to see the sunset.

                  To Love A Panther - Ch1. “Hey, cousin.”

“Bury me in the ocean, with my ancestors that jumped from the ships, because they knew death was better than bondage..!”

“No..!” T'Challa exclaimed as he grabbed Erik’s hand, stopping him from puling the blade out of his chest. “Stop being so prideful! Let me heal you…”

Erik looked at T'Challa intensely with a mix of emotions. The first of those emotions being anger, for continuously being touched by T'Challa. The second being confusion, for T'Challa so desperately wanting to save him. Either way, T'Challa was getting on his nerves. “…Tuh! Get off of me!” Erik yelled, struggling to get out of T'Challa’s grip. “I already told you, you’re not healing me just so you can keep me prisoner! Tell me why the King of Wakanda would want to save the life of a man who tried to conquer it?”

T'Challa held Erik in place, at first refusing to let go. “Prisoner? I never mentioned keeping you prisoner.” He looked down at the blade piercing his chest, then looked back up to meet Erik’s eyes, exchanging a look of unspoken confirmation agreeing for Erik to hear him out if he lets him go. “It’s simple, we…” He paused, recognizing what he was about to say and remembering the whole reason why they were in this situation, he corrected himself. “…I don’t believe in murder.”

Erik shook his head and scoffed, spitting out some blood next to him. “Murder? You mean suicide. It’s a difference, and it’s definitely not simple.”

“Is there really a difference between the two if I just watch it happen?” Erik, wanting to say something slick in response, couldn’t find the words to say anything at all. All he could do is groan and turn away. T'Challa stood up and walked towards the edge of the cliff, staring at the sunset while Erik was staring at him, in awe. “If I’m being honest with myself, I’m not sure of what it is… I don’t know if it’s my ancestors trying to speak to me in some way, my duty as King of Wakanda, or simply my natural human feelings as T'Challa… but I have a sense of duty to…”

“…to… what? Being a big softie? A real King would have had my head by now.” Erik leaned back against the rock formation behind him, getting more confused, yet intrigued as the minutes passed by.

“…you. I feel a sense of duty to you, Erik Killmonger. As I said, I don’t know…”

“A sense of duty?! Ha!” Erik became hysterical, laughing as if that was the funniest thing he’s ever heard. “You’re a whole clown, yo! This has to be a joke!”

T'Challa chuckled a little to himself, agreeing with Erik. He was confused, honestly, more than he’s ever been in his life. “Are you telling me you don’t feel it? That energy?” T'Challa walked back over to where Erik was, kneeling so they could be eye level to one another. “…That unexplained connection between us?”

Erik was uneasy in a sense, rightfully so. What really was going on? “I mean, I guess it’s that family thing, cuz. I’m sure you feel that same type of “energy” with Shuri and auntie, too.”

“No…” T'Challa slowly placed his right hand on Erik’s left cheek, carefully rubbing across the scars Erik had gotten from their recent fight. “It feels like it’s more than that… so.. much more than that…”

Erik scoffed again and rolled his eyes, his curiosity turning into irritation. “Listen, are you gonna spit it out? Or are you gonna waste the rest of the day talking in Wakandan riddles? I’d like to die now, if you don’t mind..!” Silence. Dead silence. For the first time since Erik came to Wakanda, he was forced to stop speaking, entirely. No noises, no complaints… and he didn’t fight it. Erik feeling the King’s lips on top of his own completely stopped him in his tracks. T'Challa, in a moment of intense, unexplainable passion kissed Erik Killmonger… he kissed him.. and kissed him… and kissed him again, until he eventually pulled himself back, biting his bottom lip as if the temptation was too much for him, and letting out a sigh.

“I… I’m sorry. That was… I don’t know.. my first time… kissing… a… well, you know… ummm…” The courageous Wakandan King was falling apart emotionally, he couldn’t help it.

“Ummm… kissing a guy? It’s not a big deal.” Erik smirked.

“No big deal? How can you say that?!” T'Challa, losing grip of his emotions became slightly offended. Did Erik not feel the spark that T'Challa just felt?

“How can I..? It’s 2018 my guy, gay shit is all the rage right now. Well, in the states at least. Besides, some of these scars that you keep staring at are from men… that I had to get especially close to, if you know what I mean.”

T'Challa sighed, not understanding anything that was going on. “So you’ve done this before…?”

“Kissing a man? Yeah, plenty of times. Kissing my cousin? Nah, bro. You’re the first.” Erik shrugged his shoulders, seemingly unbothered.

T'Challa immediately got on the defensive. “Stop…! Don’t call yourself that. I…” Suddenly the two of them heard footsteps approaching.

“What… did I just witness..?” A confused and concerned Shuri walks up, looking at Killmonger, then back to T'Challa. “Brother, are you… do you like… men?”

Erik, becoming hysterical all over again, laughs and then abruptly stops. “…Hey, cousin.”

[toloveapanther]

To Love A Panther - Ch. 2 - https://my.w.tt/FZPpAJK9oL

To Love A Panther - Ch. 3 - https://my.w.tt/dLM7QXP9oL

To Love A Panther - Ch.4 - https://my.w.tt/5vzirA4MwM

To Love A Panther - Ch.5 - https://my.w.tt/926bXraNwM

To Love A Panther - Ch.6 - https://my.w.tt/cfEedVbNwM

To Love A Panther - Ch.7 - https://my.w.tt/SYL2BRcNwM

To Love A Panther - Ch.8 - https://my.w.tt/RMY8dRdNwM

To Love A Panther - Ch.9 - https://my.w.tt/UP8mjNeNwM

To Love A Panther - Ch.10 - https://my.w.tt/5RBFEPfNwM

To Love A Panther - Ch.11 - https://my.w.tt/NQYZ5GhNwM

To Love A Panther - Ch.12 - https://my.w.tt/A6cARMiNwM

To Love A Panther - Ch.13 - https://my.w.tt/x8qoUHjNwM

[toloveapanther]

T’Cherik: To Love A Panther - Ch.1 - “Hey, cousin.”

Fanfiction: Black Panther.

Universe: Black Panther (2018 movie) universe.

Characters: T’Challa x Erik (Black Panther x Killmonger).

Time: Immediately after T’Challa takes Erik to see the sunset.

                  To Love A Panther - Ch1. “Hey, cousin.”

“Bury me in the ocean, with my ancestors that jumped from the ships, because they knew death was better than bondage..!”

“No..!” T'Challa exclaimed as he grabbed Erik’s hand, stopping him from puling the blade out of his chest. “Stop being so prideful! Let me heal you…”

Erik looked at T'Challa intensely with a mix of emotions. The first of those emotions being anger, for continuously being touched by T'Challa. The second being confusion, for T'Challa so desperately wanting to save him. Either way, T'Challa was getting on his nerves. “…Tuh! Get off of me!” Erik yelled, struggling to get out of T'Challa’s grip. “I already told you, you’re not healing me just so you can keep me prisoner! Tell me why the King of Wakanda would want to save the life of a man who tried to conquer it?”

T'Challa held Erik in place, at first refusing to let go. “Prisoner? I never mentioned keeping you prisoner.” He looked down at the blade piercing his chest, then looked back up to meet Erik’s eyes, exchanging a look of unspoken confirmation agreeing for Erik to hear him out if he lets him go. “It’s simple, we…” He paused, recognizing what he was about to say and remembering the whole reason why they were in this situation, he corrected himself. “…I don’t believe in murder.”

Erik shook his head and scoffed, spitting out some blood next to him. “Murder? You mean suicide. It’s a difference, and it’s definitely not simple.”

“Is there really a difference between the two if I just watch it happen?” Erik, wanting to say something slick in response, couldn’t find the words to say anything at all. All he could do is groan and turn away. T'Challa stood up and walked towards the edge of the cliff, staring at the sunset while Erik was staring at him, in awe. “If I’m being honest with myself, I’m not sure of what it is… I don’t know if it’s my ancestors trying to speak to me in some way, my duty as King of Wakanda, or simply my natural human feelings as T'Challa… but I have a sense of duty to…”

“…to… what? Being a big softie? A real King would have had my head by now.” Erik leaned back against the rock formation behind him, getting more confused, yet intrigued as the minutes passed by.

“…you. I feel a sense of duty to you, Erik Killmonger. As I said, I don’t know…”

“A sense of duty?! Ha!” Erik became hysterical, laughing as if that was the funniest thing he’s ever heard. “You’re a whole clown, yo! This has to be a joke!”

T'Challa chuckled a little to himself, agreeing with Erik. He was confused, honestly, more than he’s ever been in his life. “Are you telling me you don’t feel it? That energy?” T'Challa walked back over to where Erik was, kneeling so they could be eye level to one another. “…That unexplained connection between us?”

Erik was uneasy in a sense, rightfully so. What really was going on? “I mean, I guess it’s that family thing, cuz. I’m sure you feel that same type of “energy” with Shuri and auntie, too.”

“No…” T'Challa slowly placed his right hand on Erik’s left cheek, carefully rubbing across the scars Erik had gotten from their recent fight. “It feels like it’s more than that… so.. much more than that…”

Erik scoffed again and rolled his eyes, his curiosity turning into irritation. “Listen, are you gonna spit it out? Or are you gonna waste the rest of the day talking in Wakandan riddles? I’d like to die now, if you don’t mind..!” Silence. Dead silence. For the first time since Erik came to Wakanda, he was forced to stop speaking, entirely. No noises, no complaints… and he didn’t fight it. Erik feeling the King’s lips on top of his own completely stopped him in his tracks. T'Challa, in a moment of intense, unexplainable passion kissed Erik Killmonger… he kissed him.. and kissed him… and kissed him again, until he eventually pulled himself back, biting his bottom lip as if the temptation was too much for him, and letting out a sigh.

“I… I’m sorry. That was… I don’t know.. my first time… kissing… a… well, you know… ummm…” The courageous Wakandan King was falling apart emotionally, he couldn’t help it.

“Ummm… kissing a guy? It’s not a big deal.” Erik smirked.

“No big deal? How can you say that?!” T'Challa, losing grip of his emotions became slightly offended. Did Erik not feel the spark that T'Challa just felt?

“How can I..? It’s 2018 my guy, gay shit is all the rage right now. Well, in the states at least. Besides, some of these scars that you keep staring at are from men… that I had to get especially close to, if you know what I mean.”

T'Challa sighed, not understanding anything that was going on. “So you’ve done this before…?”

“Kissing a man? Yeah, plenty of times. Kissing my cousin? Nah, bro. You’re the first.” Erik shrugged his shoulders, seemingly unbothered.

T'Challa immediately got on the defensive. “Stop…! Don’t call yourself that. I…” Suddenly the two of them heard footsteps approaching.

“What… did I just witness..?” A confused and concerned Shuri walks up, looking at Killmonger, then back to T'Challa. “Brother, are you… do you like… men?”

Erik, becoming hysterical all over again, laughs and then abruptly stops. “…Hey, cousin.”

[toloveapanther]

To Love A Panther - Ch. 2 - https://my.w.tt/FZPpAJK9oL

To Love A Panther - Ch. 3 - https://my.w.tt/dLM7QXP9oL

To Love A Panther - Ch.4 - https://my.w.tt/5vzirA4MwM

To Love A Panther - Ch.5 - https://my.w.tt/926bXraNwM

To Love A Panther - Ch.6 - https://my.w.tt/cfEedVbNwM

To Love A Panther - Ch.7 - https://my.w.tt/SYL2BRcNwM

To Love A Panther - Ch.8 - https://my.w.tt/RMY8dRdNwM

To Love A Panther - Ch.9 - https://my.w.tt/UP8mjNeNwM

To Love A Panther - Ch.10 - https://my.w.tt/5RBFEPfNwM

To Love A Panther - Ch.11 - https://my.w.tt/NQYZ5GhNwM

To Love A Panther - Ch.12 - https://my.w.tt/A6cARMiNwM

To Love A Panther - Ch.13 - https://my.w.tt/x8qoUHjNwM

[toloveapanther]

T’Cherik: To Love A Panther - Ch.1 - “Hey, cousin.”

Fanfiction: Black Panther.

Universe: Black Panther (2018 movie) universe.

Characters: T’Challa x Erik (Black Panther x Killmonger).

Time: Immediately after T’Challa takes Erik to see the sunset.

                  To Love A Panther - Ch1. “Hey, cousin.”

“Bury me in the ocean, with my ancestors that jumped from the ships, because they knew death was better than bondage..!”

“No..!” T'Challa exclaimed as he grabbed Erik’s hand, stopping him from puling the blade out of his chest. “Stop being so prideful! Let me heal you…”

Erik looked at T'Challa intensely with a mix of emotions. The first of those emotions being anger, for continuously being touched by T'Challa. The second being confusion, for T'Challa so desperately wanting to save him. Either way, T'Challa was getting on his nerves. “…Tuh! Get off of me!” Erik yelled, struggling to get out of T'Challa’s grip. “I already told you, you’re not healing me just so you can keep me prisoner! Tell me why the King of Wakanda would want to save the life of a man who tried to conquer it?”

T'Challa held Erik in place, at first refusing to let go. “Prisoner? I never mentioned keeping you prisoner.” He looked down at the blade piercing his chest, then looked back up to meet Erik’s eyes, exchanging a look of unspoken confirmation agreeing for Erik to hear him out if he lets him go. “It’s simple, we…” He paused, recognizing what he was about to say and remembering the whole reason why they were in this situation, he corrected himself. “…I don’t believe in murder.”

Erik shook his head and scoffed, spitting out some blood next to him. “Murder? You mean suicide. It’s a difference, and it’s definitely not simple.”

“Is there really a difference between the two if I just watch it happen?” Erik, wanting to say something slick in response, couldn’t find the words to say anything at all. All he could do is groan and turn away. T'Challa stood up and walked towards the edge of the cliff, staring at the sunset while Erik was staring at him, in awe. “If I’m being honest with myself, I’m not sure of what it is… I don’t know if it’s my ancestors trying to speak to me in some way, my duty as King of Wakanda, or simply my natural human feelings as T'Challa… but I have a sense of duty to…”

“…to… what? Being a big softie? A real King would have had my head by now.” Erik leaned back against the rock formation behind him, getting more confused, yet intrigued as the minutes passed by.

“…you. I feel a sense of duty to you, Erik Killmonger. As I said, I don’t know…”

“A sense of duty?! Ha!” Erik became hysterical, laughing as if that was the funniest thing he’s ever heard. “You’re a whole clown, yo! This has to be a joke!”

T'Challa chuckled a little to himself, agreeing with Erik. He was confused, honestly, more than he’s ever been in his life. “Are you telling me you don’t feel it? That energy?” T'Challa walked back over to where Erik was, kneeling so they could be eye level to one another. “…That unexplained connection between us?”

Erik was uneasy in a sense, rightfully so. What really was going on? “I mean, I guess it’s that family thing, cuz. I’m sure you feel that same type of “energy” with Shuri and auntie, too.”

“No…” T'Challa slowly placed his right hand on Erik’s left cheek, carefully rubbing across the scars Erik had gotten from their recent fight. “It feels like it’s more than that… so.. much more than that…”

Erik scoffed again and rolled his eyes, his curiosity turning into irritation. “Listen, are you gonna spit it out? Or are you gonna waste the rest of the day talking in Wakandan riddles? I’d like to die now, if you don’t mind..!” Silence. Dead silence. For the first time since Erik came to Wakanda, he was forced to stop speaking, entirely. No noises, no complaints… and he didn’t fight it. Erik feeling the King’s lips on top of his own completely stopped him in his tracks. T'Challa, in a moment of intense, unexplainable passion kissed Erik Killmonger… he kissed him.. and kissed him… and kissed him again, until he eventually pulled himself back, biting his bottom lip as if the temptation was too much for him, and letting out a sigh.

“I… I’m sorry. That was… I don’t know.. my first time… kissing… a… well, you know… ummm…” The courageous Wakandan King was falling apart emotionally, he couldn’t help it.

“Ummm… kissing a guy? It’s not a big deal.” Erik smirked.

“No big deal? How can you say that?!” T'Challa, losing grip of his emotions became slightly offended. Did Erik not feel the spark that T'Challa just felt?

“How can I..? It’s 2018 my guy, gay shit is all the rage right now. Well, in the states at least. Besides, some of these scars that you keep staring at are from men… that I had to get especially close to, if you know what I mean.”

T'Challa sighed, not understanding anything that was going on. “So you’ve done this before…?”

“Kissing a man? Yeah, plenty of times. Kissing my cousin? Nah, bro. You’re the first.” Erik shrugged his shoulders, seemingly unbothered.

T'Challa immediately got on the defensive. “Stop…! Don’t call yourself that. I…” Suddenly the two of them heard footsteps approaching.

“What… did I just witness..?” A confused and concerned Shuri walks up, looking at Killmonger, then back to T'Challa. “Brother, are you… do you like… men?”

Erik, becoming hysterical all over again, laughs and then abruptly stops. “…Hey, cousin.”

[toloveapanther]

To Love A Panther - Ch. 2 - https://my.w.tt/FZPpAJK9oL

To Love A Panther - Ch. 3 - https://my.w.tt/dLM7QXP9oL

To Love A Panther - Ch.4 - https://my.w.tt/5vzirA4MwM

To Love A Panther - Ch.5 - https://my.w.tt/926bXraNwM

To Love A Panther - Ch.6 - https://my.w.tt/cfEedVbNwM

To Love A Panther - Ch.7 - https://my.w.tt/SYL2BRcNwM

To Love A Panther - Ch.8 - https://my.w.tt/RMY8dRdNwM

To Love A Panther - Ch.9 - https://my.w.tt/UP8mjNeNwM

To Love A Panther - Ch.10 - https://my.w.tt/5RBFEPfNwM

To Love A Panther - Ch.11 - https://my.w.tt/NQYZ5GhNwM

To Love A Panther - Ch.12 - https://my.w.tt/A6cARMiNwM

To Love A Panther - Ch.13 - https://my.w.tt/x8qoUHjNwM

[toloveapanther]

T’Cherik: To Love A Panther - Ch.1 - “Hey, cousin.”

Fanfiction: Black Panther.

Universe: Black Panther (2018 movie) universe.

Characters: T’Challa x Erik (Black Panther x Killmonger).

Time: Immediately after T’Challa takes Erik to see the sunset.

                  To Love A Panther - Ch1. “Hey, cousin.”

“Bury me in the ocean, with my ancestors that jumped from the ships, because they knew death was better than bondage..!”

“No..!” T'Challa exclaimed as he grabbed Erik’s hand, stopping him from puling the blade out of his chest. “Stop being so prideful! Let me heal you…”

Erik looked at T'Challa intensely with a mix of emotions. The first of those emotions being anger, for continuously being touched by T'Challa. The second being confusion, for T'Challa so desperately wanting to save him. Either way, T'Challa was getting on his nerves. “…Tuh! Get off of me!” Erik yelled, struggling to get out of T'Challa’s grip. “I already told you, you’re not healing me just so you can keep me prisoner! Tell me why the King of Wakanda would want to save the life of a man who tried to conquer it?”

T'Challa held Erik in place, at first refusing to let go. “Prisoner? I never mentioned keeping you prisoner.” He looked down at the blade piercing his chest, then looked back up to meet Erik’s eyes, exchanging a look of unspoken confirmation agreeing for Erik to hear him out if he lets him go. “It’s simple, we…” He paused, recognizing what he was about to say and remembering the whole reason why they were in this situation, he corrected himself. “…I don’t believe in murder.”

Erik shook his head and scoffed, spitting out some blood next to him. “Murder? You mean suicide. It’s a difference, and it’s definitely not simple.”

“Is there really a difference between the two if I just watch it happen?” Erik, wanting to say something slick in response, couldn’t find the words to say anything at all. All he could do is groan and turn away. T'Challa stood up and walked towards the edge of the cliff, staring at the sunset while Erik was staring at him, in awe. “If I’m being honest with myself, I’m not sure of what it is… I don’t know if it’s my ancestors trying to speak to me in some way, my duty as King of Wakanda, or simply my natural human feelings as T'Challa… but I have a sense of duty to…”

“…to… what? Being a big softie? A real King would have had my head by now.” Erik leaned back against the rock formation behind him, getting more confused, yet intrigued as the minutes passed by.

“…you. I feel a sense of duty to you, Erik Killmonger. As I said, I don’t know…”

“A sense of duty?! Ha!” Erik became hysterical, laughing as if that was the funniest thing he’s ever heard. “You’re a whole clown, yo! This has to be a joke!”

T'Challa chuckled a little to himself, agreeing with Erik. He was confused, honestly, more than he’s ever been in his life. “Are you telling me you don’t feel it? That energy?” T'Challa walked back over to where Erik was, kneeling so they could be eye level to one another. “…That unexplained connection between us?”

Erik was uneasy in a sense, rightfully so. What really was going on? “I mean, I guess it’s that family thing, cuz. I’m sure you feel that same type of “energy” with Shuri and auntie, too.”

“No…” T'Challa slowly placed his right hand on Erik’s left cheek, carefully rubbing across the scars Erik had gotten from their recent fight. “It feels like it’s more than that… so.. much more than that…”

Erik scoffed again and rolled his eyes, his curiosity turning into irritation. “Listen, are you gonna spit it out? Or are you gonna waste the rest of the day talking in Wakandan riddles? I’d like to die now, if you don’t mind..!” Silence. Dead silence. For the first time since Erik came to Wakanda, he was forced to stop speaking, entirely. No noises, no complaints… and he didn’t fight it. Erik feeling the King’s lips on top of his own completely stopped him in his tracks. T'Challa, in a moment of intense, unexplainable passion kissed Erik Killmonger… he kissed him.. and kissed him… and kissed him again, until he eventually pulled himself back, biting his bottom lip as if the temptation was too much for him, and letting out a sigh.

“I… I’m sorry. That was… I don’t know.. my first time… kissing… a… well, you know… ummm…” The courageous Wakandan King was falling apart emotionally, he couldn’t help it.

“Ummm… kissing a guy? It’s not a big deal.” Erik smirked.

“No big deal? How can you say that?!” T'Challa, losing grip of his emotions became slightly offended. Did Erik not feel the spark that T'Challa just felt?

“How can I..? It’s 2018 my guy, gay shit is all the rage right now. Well, in the states at least. Besides, some of these scars that you keep staring at are from men… that I had to get especially close to, if you know what I mean.”

T'Challa sighed, not understanding anything that was going on. “So you’ve done this before…?”

“Kissing a man? Yeah, plenty of times. Kissing my cousin? Nah, bro. You’re the first.” Erik shrugged his shoulders, seemingly unbothered.

T'Challa immediately got on the defensive. “Stop…! Don’t call yourself that. I…” Suddenly the two of them heard footsteps approaching.

“What… did I just witness..?” A confused and concerned Shuri walks up, looking at Killmonger, then back to T'Challa. “Brother, are you… do you like… men?”

Erik, becoming hysterical all over again, laughs and then abruptly stops. “…Hey, cousin.”

[toloveapanther]

To Love A Panther - Ch. 2 - https://my.w.tt/FZPpAJK9oL

To Love A Panther - Ch. 3 - https://my.w.tt/dLM7QXP9oL

To Love A Panther - Ch.4 - https://my.w.tt/5vzirA4MwM

To Love A Panther - Ch.5 - https://my.w.tt/926bXraNwM

To Love A Panther - Ch.6 - https://my.w.tt/cfEedVbNwM

To Love A Panther - Ch.7 - https://my.w.tt/SYL2BRcNwM

To Love A Panther - Ch.8 - https://my.w.tt/RMY8dRdNwM

To Love A Panther - Ch.9 - https://my.w.tt/UP8mjNeNwM

To Love A Panther - Ch.10 - https://my.w.tt/5RBFEPfNwM

To Love A Panther - Ch.11 - https://my.w.tt/NQYZ5GhNwM

To Love A Panther - Ch.12 - https://my.w.tt/A6cARMiNwM

To Love A Panther - Ch.13 - https://my.w.tt/x8qoUHjNwM

[toloveapanther]

T’Cherik: To Love A Panther - Ch.1 - “Hey, cousin.”

Fanfiction: Black Panther.

Universe: Black Panther (2018 movie) universe.

Characters: T’Challa x Erik (Black Panther x Killmonger).

Time: Immediately after T’Challa takes Erik to see the sunset.

                  To Love A Panther - Ch1. “Hey, cousin.”

“Bury me in the ocean, with my ancestors that jumped from the ships, because they knew death was better than bondage..!”

“No..!” T'Challa exclaimed as he grabbed Erik’s hand, stopping him from puling the blade out of his chest. “Stop being so prideful! Let me heal you…”

Erik looked at T'Challa intensely with a mix of emotions. The first of those emotions being anger, for continuously being touched by T'Challa. The second being confusion, for T'Challa so desperately wanting to save him. Either way, T'Challa was getting on his nerves. “…Tuh! Get off of me!” Erik yelled, struggling to get out of T'Challa’s grip. “I already told you, you’re not healing me just so you can keep me prisoner! Tell me why the King of Wakanda would want to save the life of a man who tried to conquer it?”

T'Challa held Erik in place, at first refusing to let go. “Prisoner? I never mentioned keeping you prisoner.” He looked down at the blade piercing his chest, then looked back up to meet Erik’s eyes, exchanging a look of unspoken confirmation agreeing for Erik to hear him out if he lets him go. “It’s simple, we…” He paused, recognizing what he was about to say and remembering the whole reason why they were in this situation, he corrected himself. “…I don’t believe in murder.”

Erik shook his head and scoffed, spitting out some blood next to him. “Murder? You mean suicide. It’s a difference, and it’s definitely not simple.”

“Is there really a difference between the two if I just watch it happen?” Erik, wanting to say something slick in response, couldn’t find the words to say anything at all. All he could do is groan and turn away. T'Challa stood up and walked towards the edge of the cliff, staring at the sunset while Erik was staring at him, in awe. “If I’m being honest with myself, I’m not sure of what it is… I don’t know if it’s my ancestors trying to speak to me in some way, my duty as King of Wakanda, or simply my natural human feelings as T'Challa… but I have a sense of duty to…”

“…to… what? Being a big softie? A real King would have had my head by now.” Erik leaned back against the rock formation behind him, getting more confused, yet intrigued as the minutes passed by.

“…you. I feel a sense of duty to you, Erik Killmonger. As I said, I don’t know…”

“A sense of duty?! Ha!” Erik became hysterical, laughing as if that was the funniest thing he’s ever heard. “You’re a whole clown, yo! This has to be a joke!”

T'Challa chuckled a little to himself, agreeing with Erik. He was confused, honestly, more than he’s ever been in his life. “Are you telling me you don’t feel it? That energy?” T'Challa walked back over to where Erik was, kneeling so they could be eye level to one another. “…That unexplained connection between us?”

Erik was uneasy in a sense, rightfully so. What really was going on? “I mean, I guess it’s that family thing, cuz. I’m sure you feel that same type of “energy” with Shuri and auntie, too.”

“No…” T'Challa slowly placed his right hand on Erik’s left cheek, carefully rubbing across the scars Erik had gotten from their recent fight. “It feels like it’s more than that… so.. much more than that…”

Erik scoffed again and rolled his eyes, his curiosity turning into irritation. “Listen, are you gonna spit it out? Or are you gonna waste the rest of the day talking in Wakandan riddles? I’d like to die now, if you don’t mind..!” Silence. Dead silence. For the first time since Erik came to Wakanda, he was forced to stop speaking, entirely. No noises, no complaints… and he didn’t fight it. Erik feeling the King’s lips on top of his own completely stopped him in his tracks. T'Challa, in a moment of intense, unexplainable passion kissed Erik Killmonger… he kissed him.. and kissed him… and kissed him again, until he eventually pulled himself back, biting his bottom lip as if the temptation was too much for him, and letting out a sigh.

“I… I’m sorry. That was… I don’t know.. my first time… kissing… a… well, you know… ummm…” The courageous Wakandan King was falling apart emotionally, he couldn’t help it.

“Ummm… kissing a guy? It’s not a big deal.” Erik smirked.

“No big deal? How can you say that?!” T'Challa, losing grip of his emotions became slightly offended. Did Erik not feel the spark that T'Challa just felt?

“How can I..? It’s 2018 my guy, gay shit is all the rage right now. Well, in the states at least. Besides, some of these scars that you keep staring at are from men… that I had to get especially close to, if you know what I mean.”

T'Challa sighed, not understanding anything that was going on. “So you’ve done this before…?”

“Kissing a man? Yeah, plenty of times. Kissing my cousin? Nah, bro. You’re the first.” Erik shrugged his shoulders, seemingly unbothered.

T'Challa immediately got on the defensive. “Stop…! Don’t call yourself that. I…” Suddenly the two of them heard footsteps approaching.

“What… did I just witness..?” A confused and concerned Shuri walks up, looking at Killmonger, then back to T'Challa. “Brother, are you… do you like… men?”

Erik, becoming hysterical all over again, laughs and then abruptly stops. “…Hey, cousin.”

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T’Cherik: To Love A Panther - Ch.1 - “Hey, cousin.”

Fanfiction: Black Panther.

Universe: Black Panther (2018 movie) universe.

Characters: T’Challa x Erik (Black Panther x Killmonger).

Time: Immediately after T’Challa takes Erik to see the sunset.

                  To Love A Panther - Ch1. “Hey, cousin.”

“Bury me in the ocean, with my ancestors that jumped from the ships, because they knew death was better than bondage..!”

“No..!” T'Challa exclaimed as he grabbed Erik’s hand, stopping him from puling the blade out of his chest. “Stop being so prideful! Let me heal you…”

Erik looked at T'Challa intensely with a mix of emotions. The first of those emotions being anger, for continuously being touched by T'Challa. The second being confusion, for T'Challa so desperately wanting to save him. Either way, T'Challa was getting on his nerves. “…Tuh! Get off of me!” Erik yelled, struggling to get out of T'Challa’s grip. “I already told you, you’re not healing me just so you can keep me prisoner! Tell me why the King of Wakanda would want to save the life of a man who tried to conquer it?”

T'Challa held Erik in place, at first refusing to let go. “Prisoner? I never mentioned keeping you prisoner.” He looked down at the blade piercing his chest, then looked back up to meet Erik’s eyes, exchanging a look of unspoken confirmation agreeing for Erik to hear him out if he lets him go. “It’s simple, we…” He paused, recognizing what he was about to say and remembering the whole reason why they were in this situation, he corrected himself. “…I don’t believe in murder.”

Erik shook his head and scoffed, spitting out some blood next to him. “Murder? You mean suicide. It’s a difference, and it’s definitely not simple.”

“Is there really a difference between the two if I just watch it happen?” Erik, wanting to say something slick in response, couldn’t find the words to say anything at all. All he could do is groan and turn away. T'Challa stood up and walked towards the edge of the cliff, staring at the sunset while Erik was staring at him, in awe. “If I’m being honest with myself, I’m not sure of what it is… I don’t know if it’s my ancestors trying to speak to me in some way, my duty as King of Wakanda, or simply my natural human feelings as T'Challa… but I have a sense of duty to…”

“…to… what? Being a big softie? A real King would have had my head by now.” Erik leaned back against the rock formation behind him, getting more confused, yet intrigued as the minutes passed by.

“…you. I feel a sense of duty to you, Erik Killmonger. As I said, I don’t know…”

“A sense of duty?! Ha!” Erik became hysterical, laughing as if that was the funniest thing he’s ever heard. “You’re a whole clown, yo! This has to be a joke!”

T'Challa chuckled a little to himself, agreeing with Erik. He was confused, honestly, more than he’s ever been in his life. “Are you telling me you don’t feel it? That energy?” T'Challa walked back over to where Erik was, kneeling so they could be eye level to one another. “…That unexplained connection between us?”

Erik was uneasy in a sense, rightfully so. What really was going on? “I mean, I guess it’s that family thing, cuz. I’m sure you feel that same type of “energy” with Shuri and auntie, too.”

“No…” T'Challa slowly placed his right hand on Erik’s left cheek, carefully rubbing across the scars Erik had gotten from their recent fight. “It feels like it’s more than that… so.. much more than that…”

Erik scoffed again and rolled his eyes, his curiosity turning into irritation. “Listen, are you gonna spit it out? Or are you gonna waste the rest of the day talking in Wakandan riddles? I’d like to die now, if you don’t mind..!” Silence. Dead silence. For the first time since Erik came to Wakanda, he was forced to stop speaking, entirely. No noises, no complaints… and he didn’t fight it. Erik feeling the King’s lips on top of his own completely stopped him in his tracks. T'Challa, in a moment of intense, unexplainable passion kissed Erik Killmonger… he kissed him.. and kissed him… and kissed him again, until he eventually pulled himself back, biting his bottom lip as if the temptation was too much for him, and letting out a sigh.

“I… I’m sorry. That was… I don’t know.. my first time… kissing… a… well, you know… ummm…” The courageous Wakandan King was falling apart emotionally, he couldn’t help it.

“Ummm… kissing a guy? It’s not a big deal.” Erik smirked.

“No big deal? How can you say that?!” T'Challa, losing grip of his emotions became slightly offended. Did Erik not feel the spark that T'Challa just felt?

“How can I..? It’s 2018 my guy, gay shit is all the rage right now. Well, in the states at least. Besides, some of these scars that you keep staring at are from men… that I had to get especially close to, if you know what I mean.”

T'Challa sighed, not understanding anything that was going on. “So you’ve done this before…?”

“Kissing a man? Yeah, plenty of times. Kissing my cousin? Nah, bro. You’re the first.” Erik shrugged his shoulders, seemingly unbothered.

T'Challa immediately got on the defensive. “Stop…! Don’t call yourself that. I…” Suddenly the two of them heard footsteps approaching.

“What… did I just witness..?” A confused and concerned Shuri walks up, looking at Killmonger, then back to T'Challa. “Brother, are you… do you like… men?”

Erik, becoming hysterical all over again, laughs and then abruptly stops. “…Hey, cousin.”