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My mind clearly has been playing tricks on me but past relationships made me feel that way. But he’s clearly all about me past our rendezvous 😌. This was soo good! I hope you come back if you somehow see this 🩷👏🏾👍🏾🙌🏾.

Surrender - Adonis Creed x Black!fem

Summary — reader has a hard time trusting men, after past experiences, with trash. adonis, being patient but persistent, is certain he could treat her like no other.

Warning(s) — Smut (18+), Minors DNI

A/n — Taking requests for Adonis, Erik, and Bakari

"Adonis, what are you doing here?" you asked, your face burned with embarrassment, as a few customers pointed at him.

"I tried stopping at your place, but your neighbor said you weren't home, I asked around, and now, we're here," he said casually.

"Okay, and what did you want?"

"I think there was a misunderstanding between us, let me take you out to eat when you get off," he explained.

You had met Adonis a few weeks back, after another victory match. He spotted you and asked you on a date. You only agreed, afraid of how he'd react if you rejected him, like some men of your past. You mentally prepared yourself for him to use his attempt at having you as his woman of the night, abandoning you, before the sun came up.

Except, it never came, he never made overly provocative remarks or insinuated anything. he asked about your interests, and your story, as he called it. Then as the date ended, you found yourself at a second, third, and even fourth date. Surely, the two of you had become incredibly familiar with each other? Wrong, the thoughts in your mind told you he was only trying harder because he could see how you resisted. Avoiding him, all together, seemed to be the easiest option.

"I don't know-

"It's driving me insane having you out here act like I don't exist," he told you, as you nodded.

"I get off in an hour," you said, turning away from him immediately.

You couldn't understand why he wouldn't give up. You were beyond gorgeous, but, if your mind was correct. It had been feeding you, that he only wanted your goodies, which is why couldn't he move on to the next.

"That's terrible," you laughed so hard that tears came from your eyes.

Adonis was telling you about one of his earliest matches, he had already gotten his gloves on when the nervousness moved from his stomach to his bowels. he nearly soiled his shorts, as he impatiently watched Rocky cut them open.

"It wasn't funny at the moment, I was nervous as hell," and he laughed with you.

"And now you're at the top, what's somebody like you doing entertaining little ole me?" You ceased to laugh, taking a sip of your pineapple Malibu drink.

"You don't see the value you carry because your last nigga was dumb enough to fumble with you, but I like you a lot, and I could show you how you deserve to be treated" he expressed.

"I have to go to the bathroom," you told him, drinking the large glass of alcohol, You were bound to begin peeing like a fish - also in hopes of escaping the serious atmosphere. As you finally walked back to the table, you felt tipsy, loosening up, compared to before.

"Are you okay baby girl?" a strange man approached you, wrapping his arm around your waist.

"I'm fine actually" you spat, attempting to pull away from him, but he was stronger.

"You are very fine," he chuckled, moving his hand lover, until you jumped in surprise.

"Aye, get the fuck off my girl," you heard Adonis say, walking towards the man.

"This your girl? You need to control her better, she was all on me," he lied, pushing you toward Adonis.

"Just stay away from my woman," he warned him again.

"I'm supposed to be scared of you, baby creed?" your heart dropped hearing the words, he told you of his reaction to hearing the taunting title, in the past. Before you could say anything, Adonis had the man on the ground, holding your hand, as he pulled you to his car.

"Thank you," you whispered.

"Don't thank me, he was a dick," he said, still angry.

"I'm still thankful," you told him, holding his face, to make him look at you.

"It was nothing" he grinned, watching as your eyes shifted from his eyes to his lips.

"So I'm your woman?" you returned the expression.

"My fault, it slipped out, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable-" Pulling his mouth closer, you placed a tender kiss onto his plump lips.

"I liked it," you admitted. Instantly, he drew you back closing his eyes, as his tongue explored your mouth. moving his arm around you, he eventually pulled away, the both of you panting, as a shy grin was on your face.

"damn, that was something," he laughed.

"Are we going to your place or mine?" you asked, smiling as you leaned back in the seat. You weren't lightweight, but the way he defended you, made you feel a certain way.

"We don't have to do-

"I know, so who's place?"

"Come mere," Adonis said lowly, pushing up against you, as he kissed your neck.

Closing your eyes, your mouth slightly open, as you held the back of his head. He left a trail of wetness all over, as he teased your sweet spot. From kissing alone, you knew you were soaked, trying your best to ignore the clenching sensation between your legs. Moving your hand down, you felt his toned figure, only adding more warmness to your heated body.

"Use your words, I'll take it off if you ask me to," he told you, sucking your earlobe, before going back to your neck.

"I want you," you said, biting your lip.

"You don't want me nearly as bad as I want you," he countered.

"Then take me"

Hastily, he had you in his arms, your legs unconsciously wrapped around his waist, as he carried you to the master bedroom. Carefully, he dropped you, pecking your lips, and you both stripped from the pieces of clothing.

"Aren't we getting under the blanket?" you asked confused.

"You're too sexy to fuck under covers"

Going to his knees, he tugged you to the end of the mattress, he massaged your thighs, placing kisses on your legs, as he pulled at your underwear. Immediately, you felt self-conscious. other men you'd been with, never performed orally, only wanting their share before leaving or kicking you out.

"Donnie, I can do you instead," you said holding your leg's together.

"Nah, you said you want me. but have all this doubt, let me make it go away. I'll make you feel good, okay," he said, and you nodded, releasing the tight strain on your legs.

"Your pussy is so pretty" he praised you, tossing the underwear to the side, using his thumb to gently rub circles on your clit.

"You like that? I just want you to feel good baby," he said, as he began placing kisses on your clit, glancing up at you.

"It feels so good," you moaned, holding his head, while he opened your legs wider.

Inserting his tongue, you arched your back, letting out a short laugh, due to the ticklish feeling. although, as he began thrusting, you felt yourself becoming undone. Holding, and rubbing your breast, you looked down, becoming more aroused at the sight.

"Don't stop, you're gonna make me cum," you whined, biting your lip, as you began breathing heavier. Your walls were clenching, and you could feel a knot building up, you were close.

Slipping a finger inside, pumping, while slurping away any of the milky creams, he maintained eye contact. He moved his free hand up, intertwining his fingers with yours, watching as you loudly moaned, riding out your orgasm on his tongue. The feeling alone made him painfully hard.

"You have a special-woah," you stopped, as he hungrily, stood up, stepping out of his underwear. Awkwardly, you shitted your eyes, not wanting to stare down, becoming more aroused at the sight.

"Don't stop, you're gonna make me cum," you whined, biting your lip, as you began breathing heavier. Your walls were clenching, and you could feel a knot building up, you were close.

"You have a special-woah," you stopped, as he hungrily, stood up, stepping out of his underwear. Awkwardly, you shifted your eyes, not wanting to stare.

"Look at me," he said huskily, he had begun stroking himself, and the precum oozed slowly from his tip.

Climbing onto the bed with you, he grabbed your hand, having you straddle his lap. Burying your face in his chest, you found yourself grinding against him, but stopped, as he cupped your ass. Peeking at him, he stared intensely at you, before proceeding to passionately kiss you.

Trailing your fingers down his muscular chest, you held his shaft, aligning it with your entrance. Pulling you up, you sat still in his lap, adjusting, while he continued pampering you with consuming kisses.

Pecking his collarbone, you wrapped your arms around his neck, nodding to show that you were ready. Slowly, he caressed from your thighs to your ass. Your moans filled the room, as he lowly grunted and moaned in your ear.

"Do you hear that?" he teased, as you queefed, while the gushing noise was heard throughout the room.

"yeah, shit," you could barely speak, throwing your head back, as he held you, thrusting

"Who's all this for, huh?"

"You, Donnie don't stop," you cried out to him. I'm not, can't you see how bad I want you, can you feel it, baby?"

"Yes," you moaned, your eyes rolling, as his mouth found its way to your breast, giving them each attention. You let out a shaky breath, filling your walls clenching tighter around him. Not saying a word, he lifted you, laying you on your back.

Your creams were dripping onto the blanket, as your leg violently shook. Sweat covered the both of you, while Adonis focused on kissing all over your body.

"I'm cumming," you moaned, earning a loud groan from the firm clenching. still chasing his orgasm, his strokes became sloppy, and you could feel the twitching.

"I'm close," he grunted, pulling, vigorously pumping himself, he watched as the warm speed spilled onto your abdomen.

Using your hand, you took the substance into your mouth, swallowing, before sticking out your tongue, as proof of your action. Smiling, you dramatically went, 'mhm', Adonis burst into laughter, diving next to you, wrapping his arms around you. dozing off, into a deep sleep.

As morning came, you shamefully found yourself cleaning yourself, before Adonis woke up. You couldn't believe the way you acted. You enjoyed last night but were disappointed with yourself. Or at least that's what your brain stated.

You wanted to believe he was different, but you couldn't risk him waking up to you in his place, and throwing you out. Quietly, you slid into your underwear, searching for your pants. when Adonis turned, stretching, looking confused.

"Where you going?" he asked, You felt weak in the knees because of the raspiness in his voice.

"I'll be gone in a little while," you said, worried he would begin to rush you.

"It's four in the morning, come lay down," he said. Realizing that you were still standing, he stood from the bed. Your eyes diverted at his nudity, but he ignored it.

Approaching you, he swiped you into his arms, placed you on the bed, and plopped next to you. Wrapping his arm around your waist, he kissed your shoulder.

"You need to get through your head, that I want you. I liked you before I had your body, and I'll like you if you don't want to do it anymore," he said, closing his eyes.

"They all say that," you said, more to yourself.

"And I'm asking for a chance to prove I'm not them"

"Okay," any man willing to go this far was worth the risk, plus the dick was bomb.

"Bet, now go your pretty ass back to sleep, trying to leave, when you haven't had breakfast or dessert," he said, his eyes still shut.

"Oh lord," you said, about to laugh at his tone.

"That's who you're going to be calling out to," he said, drifting back to sleep.

#fic rec #adonis creed x black!reader #crush!adonis #adonis creed fanfiction #creed fanfiction #michael b. jordan fanfiction

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T'Challa doesn't play about her! Gotta make sure her pregnancy is going smoothly! Love this for her!! Oh she was gonna make sure he was thanked for getting her food. I loved this!👍🏾🤌🏾👏🏾💓!

Like a Cream Puff (T’Challa x OC)

Prompt: “You deserve some sex.”

Word Count: 1,072

Warnings: Domestic Fluff & Implied Sexual References

She caught sight of the box from her favourite bakery and sat right up.

“Did you get the one with the —“

“Lychee? Yes.” He replied busying himself around the room and plating the large cream puffs.

His back was turned as he shuffled around the various takeout bags on their chest of drawers.

She caught a glimpse of the Popeyes bag in his hand and bit her lip in anticipation.

“Did you get the chicken mild? Because the spicy one —“

He cut her off. “Gives you heartburn? I know that mama.” He replied in amusement, back still turned.

“And I asked for lemonade. The one from —“

“Burger King? It’s right here.” He continued lifting up the large cup and shaking it lightly.

Perspiration beaded on the exterior of the cup and Corina heard the ice meet the sides rhythmically. It soothed her.

She was probably doing the most but she couldn’t help it.

When he shot her a look over his shoulder she smiled sheepishly.

He walked over with a plate of cream puffs and chicken tenders and placed them on the nightstand, before sitting on the edge of the bed.

He grabbed her hand in his. Admiring the smooth skin

He pinched the inside of her wrist softly and her eyes shot up to meet his.

“I listen to everything you say. I may not say much but I lock it away right up here.” He pointed to his temple with one hand while rubbing circles on her hand in the other.

“I know… thank you. I don’t know what I’d do without you.” She leaned forward and placed a grateful kiss on his cheek.

“Go ahead.” He encouraged her to eat what she had asked him for.

She reached for the plate, settled it on her lap and paused.

Her eyes began to water. What had she done to deserve this man?

It was 8:30pm on a Sunday night and they had just packed in for the night. Corina was 7 months along her second pregnancy but never got less demanding when it came to her cravings.

So when she tried (and failed) to curb her wants she had sheepishly asked her husband for the snacks their baby demanded.

T’challa got up without complaint to get what she wanted even though he had a slew of meetings the next day.

Without question.

“You always take such good care of me”. Before she could stop them tears were rolling down her face, she tried to blink them away rapidly.

Her damn hormones had her crying *all* the time.

He had an almost baffled look on his face.

“Of course I do. You’re my everything. I’ll always take care of you and your needs. You’re my woman. It's my job.”

He brushed away the tears that slid down her face with his fingers.

“No more crying please.” He requested.

She laughed in a watery fashion before quickly wiping away her tears. She sniffed.

“Okay.”

“Now eat your chicken before it gets cold.”

“Yes sir.” She threw up a mock salute.

Ignoring his direct request she went for the cream puffs instead. Grabbing the large pastry with a delicate hand. She lifted it to her mouth and bit into the cream puff and couldn't contain her moan.

The cream had a slight tartness to it and the crisp of the pastry created a melody in her mouth.

She heard him laughing quietly to himself.

“That good huh?”

“Uh huh.” She nodded as she licked some cream from the center of the puff.

He watched as she did a little happy dance before taking a chicken tender in her other hand and biting into it.

She shimmied her shoulders as she chewed.

He loved seeing her like this. Happy. Fulfilled.

“T’challa you deserve some sex. After this I’m going to give you some.” she promised shoulders still moving.

He shook his head at her, adorning eyes admiring her.

“Sounds like a plan.” He said knowing that as soon as his wife finished her food she would knock right out.

When she made it to the end of her tender she did the most pregnant woman thing ever. Almost like she was fighting an urge she dipped the chicken tender in the cream and popped it in her mouth.

T’challa worked hard to school his features, but had to turn his head to the wall to prevent himself from teasing.

“It’s good.” She said defensively.

“I’m sure it is mama.” He pat her leg before standing up and heading to his closet to change back into his sleepwear.

It gave Corina enough time to polish off her snacks and wash her hands.

She had just finished settling into the bed when she saw her man approach.

He was shirtless and wore a pair of sleep shorts that hit his mid thigh. Quite frankly he was dressed like a slut. She wanted some of that.

She stared at his thighs hungrily and he was completely oblivious to her oogling.

When he settled into the bed and reached to turn his lamp off Corina's hand stopped him.

He turned his head slightly.

“What’s up?”

“It’s your turn.”

“Hm?”

She leaned over and slipped what she could of her hand around his torso. Her bump restricted her movements but she was a woman on a mission

He covered her hand with his in comfort.

“It's time for you to fill me up like a cream puff.”

T’Challa gave her a blank stare before cringing.

“That… that was so bad.” He snickered.

“C’mon baby. I want it.” She pouted, sliding her hand over her husband's package.

She rubbed him gently before trying to slip her hand down his shorts.

“Cor —“

He turned around and grabbed her hands, now he was facing her.

“What’re you doing?” He asked esparated.

She looked down. “This one may want some company in there.”

She rubbed her belly looking up at him with wide eyes. She watched him swallow. She decided to press forward.

“You never know.” She shrugged.

Now they both knew that was very impossible. But T'challa's dick liked hearing it anyways.

He groaned.

She knew how much he loved her pregnant and this was all she needed to use to get him right when she wanted him.

Inside her.

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A/N: Hope you like this one. I have some one shots with Erik on the way :) Not much progress on In Between the Lines but working on it! Always open to requests ✨

#fic rec #t’challa x black!oc #husband!t’challa #dadtobe!t’challa #t’challa fanfiction #black panther fanfiction #marvel fanfiction #chadwick boseman fanfiction

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