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SAME HEARTS, DIFFERENT PLACES.
Here I Come - Trevor Jackson
Romy was not having it. She was not feeling it at all. Her mood was decreasing to hell minutes by minutes. The night had began so good.
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Ride Talk
« You’re still mad at me ? » Florian asked before taking a blow of his cigaret
She was.
« A little. But to be honest I’m glad you called. » Maya answered looking at the window.
Florian put his hand on one of her tight, near her knee and squeezed it a little.
« Well, like I told you last time, I’d like to apologize for what I said-
« I know -
« Let me finish » he finally crashed his cigaret in the cendar, passed his thick fingers on his eyebrows before finally looking at his girlfriend.
Since the two years they were together, they always managed to work things through their arguments.
« Look, I messed up, I’m sorry for what I have done and you know I would never say things to hurt you on purpose, it was super clumsy. »
Maya looked at him, listening closely every words he was saying. Indeed, telling his friends, while he was a little tipsy, that she was nothing but being full of drama lately, hurted her.
It was not totally false. They were at a moment of their relation where they were disagree on a lot of things. They had more arguments in the last 3 months than in their entire relation.
But for Maya those things were private. It was between him and her. She managed not to tell so much about her relationship to her friends. Maya didn’t want Florian to do the same with his friends, he could do whatever he wanted, he was a grown man. But at least he didn’t have to act like she was the bad guy.
She had her wrongs and so he did. It just that this situation was kind of, humiliating for her.
He apologized. And he heard out what she had to say. She needed to let it go.
« I’m sorry about being so stubborn lately. I don’t like arguing with you. And it is worse when it last for weeks. » she said squeezing softly his hand.
« Exactly. » he whispered looking at her and licking his lips
This voice. Maya felt her lashes go up and down quickly and her blood pressure raised up. It was not fair. She wondered if he could see her blush through her dark cheek. He was too much. She didn’t know if it was the outfit, the cologne or just the fact that she haven’t see him in a while, but she missed her man.
« I swear I wanted to talk to you earlier but I wanted to give you space and I was afraid you give me that look » he said pushing a braid out of her face.
« What look ? » Maya asked arching an eyebrow, a slight smile on the corner of her mouth.
« The one who means « I’m ready to kill you if you don’t fix what you just said » he said miming her voice
« Oh my god » she chuckled « first of all I’m not even talking like that » Maya said laughing
« You are » he answered chuckling
« And second I could never kill you » Maya said grabbing his bearded chin With one hand
« Oh yeah ? » he told looking at her up and down. Her eyes couldn’t look at him so she chose to nod, looking at his lips.
« So you can give me that kiss I been craving for huh ? » he asked brushing his thumb on his own lips
Anticipation was killing him. He needed to feel his girlfriend’s lips. If it was only on him, he would already been all over her. The new little black dress she had on was definitely a good investment. The way her perfume fulfilled his car, the way she kept putting her blond braids behind her ear, and moreover the way she kept looking at him with those big brown eyes. Man. Those eyes were his weakness.
« Are there things you crave for ? Really ? « she said in a fake surprise tone and got closer to him
« Stop playing, you know I crave for you » Florian whispered back, getting himself closer to his girl.
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Window’s car were now steamy. The contrast between the cold weather of the dark night and the increasing temperature was affecting them. Jackets were removed. Neither Maya or Florian needed them anymore. The tall man was the first to take off the inessential coat. Maya was less fast to remove hers, not really sure to want what she was going to do.
But damn she missed him so much. She was taken in his storm and a little voice in her head was daring her to be more spontaneous in her relationship.
She was glad she decided to wear that particular dress for that ride talk. Now bouncing on her boyfriend’s lap in the back of his Mercedes, it was indeed a very smart choice.
A loud moan felt from Florian’s throat, Maya was literally fucking him tonight. The way she bounced on him with determination and with the perfect rhythm was driving him insane. He couldn’t lie, he was surprised she didn’t stopped him when he slipped his fingers in her soaked underwear. Usually Maya was more the type of woman who rather be intimate between closed doors. Right now it was another story.
Maya was rolling her hips into his, the sound flesh clapping his and the feel her juice dripping between his laps was making him see stars.
« Babe » he whispered as his head felt back on the headrest and his large hands gripped harder his girlfriend’s ass.
Maya remove her right hand from his shoulder and put it on his jaw before kissing him with eager.
She tried to tell him and how much she missed and love him, but all her sentences were turning invalid when he gripped her braids and started telling her naughty things. Maya made a mess shorly after listening all the dirty things her boyfriends told her and genuinely asked herself 2 questions. Why was she so turned on by degrading words ? And how Florian got this good at it ?
When he came from his high, Florian wrapped his arms around her torso, soothing her with caring kisses on her neck and cheeks.
Maya tried to catch her breath her arms wrapped around his neck, enjoying the feelings of his hair under nails
« I should piss you off more often » Florian said smiling.
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Obviously this project do not belong to any of the long stories I have started and plan to end one day (?) but it’s been in my files for ages 🤣
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ISSA MASTERLIST. 💓 UPDATED.
YALL WANTED ALL MY FICS IN ONE BIG OL BUCKET RIGHT?!
These are mostly all of what I have written so far. I have another series called Pandora’s Box but I will just link that masterlist below. Y’all love smut right? A little soft boi Erik? Crazy angsty Erik? Daddy kink Dom Erik? Well here y’all go.
smut (*) fluff (~) angst (+) humor (=)
I Gotta Leave You Alone Fic Series Nasty Angsty:🌙 this is more so angsty Daddy dom Erik here (*, +)
Ember Fic Series NSFW Smutty Smut:⭐️ this is Daddydom kinky/ soft boi Erik [this is a co writer fic with @panthergoddessbast] (*,~,=)
EMBER ONE (it is a Wattpad link)
EMBER FOUR (it’s a watt pad link)
Pandora’s Box Fic Series Smut Sex Club Plot [this is my first fic y’all so I hope y’all like it]:⚡️this is soft boi Erik with daddy dom (*,~)
Seasons fic series:🌞 plot based off of random writing prompts. Romance, fluff, soft angst, smut. (~,*,+)
Happy Holidays Brielle Series: Spreading holiday cheer and good D from Erik involving fluff, and smutty smut. 🎄 (~,*,=)
lethal lust: ANGST series. (+)
Truth be told
one shot stories and mini series Smut/fluff/angst:🌓 this involves soft boi, daddy dom, kinky Erik
SWEAT. (~,*)
ITS BEEN 30 DAYS (~)
HER LAST DAYS (+)
SO ITS 2AM (*)
THE FREIGHT ELEVATOR (*, +)
MOUNDS (*)
THE LAGOON THE LAGOON 2 (mini series) (~,+,*)
PLAYING GAMES FOR THE D( late night Oakland vibes) (might be a one part two) (*)
ANGEL (mini series) (~,*)
WET DREAMS (*)
WET DREAMS 2 (*)
LUCID BED (*)
CRUEL INTENTIONS (*)
DOCTOR’S ORDERS (*)
AQUARIUS DADDY (*)
BL OOD SPORT (mini series) (*,+)
WRITERS BLOCK (~)
CLASS OF 2004!!! (Mini series) (~,*)
DANGER. (*)
DANGER TWO. (*)
DADDY’S HOME (*, =)
DADDY’S HOME PT:2 (*,=)
DADDY’S HOME PT: 3 (*,=)
DADDY’S HOME PT: 4 (deleted from tumblr on Wattpad) (*,=,+)
WHO NAMED YOU?! (=)
BELOW (~)
SEAL THE DEAL PT: 2 (coming soon)
STOP IT GIRL (~)
A CALM STORM RAGED 3 (coming soon)
Killmonger Fic Prompts/Sayings/gestures Smutty Writing Prompts:🌑
OH ERIK. (~,+)
SMUTTY THINGS THAT READER/ OC WOULD SAY (~,*)
ADONIS CREED FICS:
Why do you fight part one. [angst]
Lets unwind [fluff smut]
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Diamonds and Pearl
Mob Boss! Florian Munteanu x Stripper! Black Reader
Warnings: mentions of (filthy) sex (18+), smut, fingering (female drinking, mentions of violence, swearing, mentions of blood, mafia aspects, stripper, sex work, female penetration, praise kink, size kink, mentions of guns and gun violence, language switch/kink, mentions of death/killing, mentions of people getting shot.
Summary: You’re a former ballerina turned exotic dancer at a strip club frequented by some of the city’s most ruthless mob families. When a new man enters the scene in hopes of taking the city for himself, will you be consumed by him or become another victim to his unstoppable ambitions.
Note: Please let me know what you guys think. Depending how this goes, I may stretch it into another part(s). Feedback would be much appreciated
The bass of the song currently playing overheard reverberates through your body as you sit in your chair, applying a final layer of your Fenty Diamond Milk gloss to your lips. The chaos of women behind you scrambling to find their clothes or change doesn’t deter you as you finish up your makeup look, smacking your lips a few times as you adjust your silver and black fringed top and the matching thong panties, the glitter clinging to your black skin making it pop it even more. When you’re satisfied, you place one earbud in your ear and hit the shuffle button on your playlist.
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Diamonds and Pearl Pt II
Mob Boss Florian Munteanu x
Black Stripper! Reader
Warnings: mentions of (filthy) sex (18+), unprotected sex, smut, drinking, mentions of violence, swearing, mentions of blood, mentions of killing/death, mafia aspects, stripper, sex work, female penetration, PIV sex, mentions of guns and gun violence, mentions of people getting shot
Summary: You’re a former ballerina turned exotic dancer at a strip club frequented by some of the city's most ruthless mob families. When a new man enters the scene in hopes of taking the city for himself, will you be consumed by him or become another victim to his unstoppable ambitions.
Note: so yeah, after 8 months I’ve FINALLY been able to update this. I have an idea of how I’d like this series to continue but not sure when I’ll be able to update this. But until then, enjoy and let me know your thots 😏 Song Inspo: Those Nights-Bastille
You speed out of the club's parking lot as the sounds of police sirens in the distance begin to draw near. Florian, Masias and Sandro are speaking all at once, their booming voices making it hard for you to think.
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Diamonds and Pearl Pt III
Mob Boss! Florian Munteanu x Stripper! Black Reader
Warnings: mentions of (filthy) sex (18+), unprotected sex, smut, drinking, mentions of violence, swearing, mentions of blood, mentions of killing/death, mafia aspects, stripper, sex work, female penetration, PIV sex, mentions of guns and gun violence, mentions of people getting shot
Summary: You’re a former ballerina turned exotic dancer at a strip club frequented by some of the city’s most ruthless mob families. When a new man enters the scene in hopes of taking the city for himself, will you be consumed by him or become another victim to his unstoppable ambitions.
Note: so yeah, after yet another 8+ months I’ve FINALLY been able to update this. Inspiration hasn’t been hitting me as much as it used to, but I really want to finish this series through. Until then, enjoy and let me know your thoughts
Song Inspo: Scared To Be Lonely
“Morning, fetiță ” A hushed whisper in your ear begins to slowly wake you up. “How about some food, coffee, or perhaps tea even?”
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No Place Like Home 💜
Dedicated to @marvelmaree 💜
Single real estate agent in Cali must fly to New York to visit her less than loving family.
Romance and Drama.
Masterlist
( × ) Other fics I've written.
You have got to read this! @teakturn is doing her thing
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Into Temptation.
Smut, fluff, angst
As we made love on his desk, I asked myself how could something that feels so good, be so sinful? As I felt him pumping in and out of me, I thought; this is a sacred, holy place and hell was looking quite comfy for us. With the increasing speed of his hips rocking into mine—the mixture of pain and pleasure from him going so damn deep, I felt that he was getting ready to climax. As he choked me lightly, he looked me in my eyes and said, “I love you, baby.” My breath stilled and my heart thumped harder in my chest. Breathless, I said, “I love you too.” I could feel his length getting harder and harder. I knew he was about to let loose so I squeezed his biceps and whispered, “Take it, daddy, it’s yours, all yours!” After we finished, I took a shower in his office. I thought how convenient to have a shower in a pastor’s study…
If you ain’t following my girl @nahimjustfeelingit-writes then you missing out on some amazing stories!
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Dark!Erik x Step sis Black!OC Natalie
Smut | Step sis/Step bro dynamic | No editing
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Dark!Erik x Step sis Black!OC Natalie
**This preview is in the middle of the story.
Smut | Step sis/Step bro dynamic | No editing
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Together
(I Really Want You pt2)
Florian x black reader
Word count: 3k+
Warnings: smut, good ole sexual healing.
There was an overwhelming demand for a part two …. No there wasn’t it was just one person but here y’all go😂😂another long one (sorry..kinda)
It was like a full-circle moment. You two met, had a fun night, had a great morning, for months he spoiled you and showered you in affection and what you assumed at the time was love, all for it to crumble again.
At this point, you were so use to it you just pushed it to the back of your mind and kept moving. Your friends wanted to consult you and ask how you were doing but you avoided the conversation at all costs, not wanting to reminisce any further.
Another Saturday night had rolled around and it was Jay's birthday so the group with the addition of her sister and her cousins were all invited and stuffed into a limo. The day was eventful so much so you were surprised you had even the slightest bit of energy in you, granted you all did end up going to Jay's house for a collective nap after a drunken brunch.
Shopping soon followed, a dinner and now one last destination was the club. Jay's sister suggested the club you resented to step foot in after months of not seeing him but in an attempt to not steer away from the birthday girl you swallowed your pride and kept a smile on your face and fingers crossed that he wasn't going to be around tonight.
As usual, the group didn't have to wait in line considering they were regulars and for the most part, they knew your connection to Florian, you politely smiled at those that recognized you even after not coming there for a while. You went to your usual section where you were all able to squeeze on the couch.
You tried your best to enjoy what was going on but you couldn't help but cast your eyes up at those closed doors in the tiny, tiny, hope that he was upstairs. The cheers from the bottle girls snapped you out of your thoughts, you clapped and cheered singing 'Happy Birthday to your best friend.
Minutes passed, alcohol entered your system and you were just free, loose and happy singing along to whatever was playing. It was a good time and a great distraction.
Florian was upstairs with his feet up on his desk and the phone to his ear when a knock on the door intervened with his discussion, he put his phone call on a quick pause and allowed the disruption. "This better be important."
"Yn is downstairs." They said getting straight to the point, his posture quickly straightened out and his ears wiggled at the mention of your name. "Uh, thanks for letting me know, give me a minute."
He was left alone and returned to his phone call for a bit finishing up some business. Once that conversation was over he exhaled a deep breath that he didn't know he was even holding, why was he nervous to see you? Would you even talk to him? For him to essentially up and ghost you, would you even let him explain? He wasn't new to leaving people but felt this weird need to let you know that he didn’t mean to.
Your smile, your infectious laughter, the way you would avoid eye contact when he made you nervous, the nights of just staying up and talking, it all felt real and he hadn't had a real connection with anyone. Ever.
Florian's palms felt clammy as he turned the knob to open the door, he didn't have to search for you he immediately saw you and all your beauty back on that dance floor with your friends having what seemed to be a great time... who was he to ruin that?
Maybe you had moved on and communicating would be pointless. His tongue swiped his bottom lip seeing you in another short and snug dress, only this time it was a fire red, vibrant enough to catch everyone's eye and it did just exactly that when he saw a man come up behind you and you accepting the offer to dance.
His hold on the railing had tightened to the point where his knuckles were turning white, you weren't his so he had no real reason to react like this, but it was a feeling of slight jealousy.
"Someone does not like what he sees," Jay said to you. You were confused at first until you followed the direction of her stare and there he was, watching you like a hawk, watching you the same way he did whenever you were with him, a predator ready to pounce his prey. That was your dynamic.
"Too bad." You shrugged and continued dancing with the stranger.
Florian clenched his jaw, he knew what you were trying and it was not going to go further than this. "Bring her to me." He coldly demanded, no one dared to question the man they just followed his rules. You felt a small tug on your arm, you turned your head to see one of the men that were just upstairs.
"Mr. Munteanu would like to speak with you."
"Tell him if he wants to speak, he is a grown-ass man he can come talk to me."
A sudden boom had stopped everything, the music, the dancing, even the drinks being poured had come to a pause. Everyone's eyes were on you, Florian had roared your name loud enough and stared at you long enough to cause the awkward pause.
You felt embarrassed, what was his problem? You huffed grabbing your purse and headed up the stairs feeling everyone watching your every move until you disappeared behind those doors.
Florian didn't even get a chance to lock it before you threw your bag at him in reasonable anger.
"What the FUCK is wrong with you!? Are you insane!? You sweep me off my feet, you shower me in gifts, you make me feel like I'm the only person in your world and then I don't hear from you, for months!"
He opened his mouth to speak but you were not finished.
"I do not, ABSOLUTELY, DO NOT want to hear you right now. You don't have any right to embarrass me like that. To send your little errand boy to come get me as if your big scary ass couldn't do it yourself-"
"Yn-"
"Shut up!"
No one, ever, told Florian to shut up.
You sighed leaning against his desk you cleared the lump you felt in your throat, it's as if whatever emotions you were holding in this whole time were ready to be on display. "I feel like I have every right to hate you... when we met I had gotten out of, what I thought, was a solid relationship. I expected it to just be one night, a rebound but no you strung me along, is that what you do to all your girls?"
His eyes softened at you, he didn't have "other girls" and in the rare occasion that he did, it wasn't more than a night, he'd never really treated anyone the way he did you. There was an explanation behind his disappearing act.
"You made me feel so...special... the way you held me, the way you talked to me, the way I felt protected. And for what? For it to all be bullshit?”
He stood there with his hands in his pockets not sure what to say anymore, if he apologized he was sure you wouldn't accept it. You crossed your arms avoiding his gaze, you were so heated that you didn't even want to speak anymore but also felt no need to listen.
You walked over to him to pick up your bag and reached for the knob ready to just go home and hide under the blankets, but his hand stopped yours. "Munteanu."
"Just listen to me Yn, please."
Against your better judgement, you pulled back waiting for him to speak. "Can you sit down?"
You stood your ground, he rolled his eyes picking you up and placing you back on the desk, the action made you blush and your thighs press together. He was just so big and strong.
He sat down in one of the chairs in front of his desk, his eyes examined you from head to toe taking extra time at your legs. "I understand that you're upset and you have every right to be-"
"Oh wow because I needed the checkmark from you."
He smirked at your sass. "I'm a very busy man, I know my work is not an excuse to vanish like that but I had to hide out, lay low, there were people after me, plotting against me. You know better than anyone else that this club is just my cover-up."
You still refused to look at him. "I had to hide out after some things were taken care of, I couldn't have contact with you or anyone close to me it was just a precaution. They wanted the head of the snake but they clearly did not know I'm the head for a reason."
He leaned forward his fingers dangerously close to your legs. Florian hummed smelling your body butter mixed with your perfume, you always smelt so good.
"So why didn't you say anything before you left?"
"It was an abrupt leave, believe me, my honey, I would not leave you just like that. I did not spoil you and spend time with you, almost neglecting my duties, for no reason."
In the corner of your eye, you watched him stand up, his large hand coming toward you and under your chin turning your head so you'd lock eyes with one another. You could've just pooled onto the floor like ice cream on a hot day, lost in those hazel iris'.
He inched closer to your lips, noses touching, he gently shook his head brushing your noses together. The small action caused your heart to crash. "I missed you." You whimpered.
He kissed your trembling lips. "I missed you too."
Your fists folded up his white buttoned-up shirt loosening one of the buttons, you leaned back while his body took you over. He smelled so good, so sweet and it made your skin tingle remembering that scent, his beard tickled you and his hands passed over your thighs.
You groaned reluctantly pushing him back. "Florian.."
He sighed. "I know I have making up to do, I promise baby, I got you."
You rolled your eyes to hide the smile that dared to show. "I'm going back downstairs." You barely made it past him feeling his grip on your arm. "I'm also sorry for embarrassing you like that, it was uncalled for, but I don't like seeing you dance with other men either."
"I'm single last time I checked." You winked pulling away from him. He shook his head, your attitude and smart mouth were what he loved the most, you always had a come back for something but he was ready to show you sooner or later how sorry he really was.
•••••
Things had become steady, you admitted it was hard not to just melt and forgive him the night he had you in his office but you stood your ground and he worked for it.
He came over a lot more, spent a lot more time with you, flowers were in your arms almost every day whether it was by delivery or brought over personally. He cooked, he'd take you out, and the sex was the cherry on it all. Just like before you two could not keep your hands to yourselves.
You finished your work shift waving goodbye to those who weren't leaving just yet, the night breeze hit you like a ton of bricks and you pulled your jacket together to keep you as warm as possible. Your sister asked to borrow your car for the night to carry her children to their father's house on his scheduled weekend so you had no choice but to order an Uber, you typed your address in on the app and was about to click for a car until a honking caught your attention.
You ignored it assuming it was just some weird cat caller since they were almost always around until the car beeped again, you rolled your eyes turning around to head back inside when you heard, "Yn!"
Florian stepped out of the car waving you over, a big grin covering your face, your heels clicked against the pavement as you scurried in the car after he pushed your door open for you. "Hey, you." You greeted kissing his cheek. "How was work?"
"Lame as usual, how'd you know to come get me?"
He shrugged, "I called Jay, she said you were working late, I was going to go by the house but then she said something about you not having the car."
You sighed. "Always giving out more information than needed."
He looked over and smiled, you blushed feeling his eyes burn into you. "So any plans for the long weekend?" He asked.
"Nope, home and that's it. What about you?"
Florian's index finger constantly tapped the steering wheel ignoring your question, you raised an eyebrow at his sudden silence. "Did you hear what I asked you?"
"Yep."
"And?"
He shrugged. "Munteanu, you are a piece of work."
"But I'm your piece of work."
Both statements stood true. You did not bother to ask the question again for the main fact that you were tired as it is and didn't have much conversation left in you. Your head leaned against the glass window watching the street lights zoom by, a scarce amount of people still out at the hour of the night. A shift in the travel piqued your curiosity, it wasn't Florian's first time getting you from work he knew to go left near the McDonald's but this time he made a right turn.
He could feel the questions brewing in your head but you were the type to watch and see before saying anything. You paid attention to the road signs, the houses, the food establishments that were around and realized, "Why are we going to the airport?"
No answer.
"Florian."
Nothing.
You groaned in frustration pinching his ear, he shooed you off and laughed. "What?"
"Why are we going to the airport?"
"We are going somewhere for the weekend."
The first question you dared to ask was about your clothes but he beat you to it. "I bought you some clothes and some shoes that I notice you had your eye on, like that Emerald dress." You almost screamed. "No, you didn't."
"I saw how you looked at it when we were in the store so I went back and got it, whatever was on your little Fashion Nova wishlist, is in a suitcase in the trunk."
You were lost for words, shock wasn't even the best way to describe what you felt at that moment. You could jump his bones, whip his dick out in the car, shower him in a million kisses. It was now his turn to wonder about your silence. "Nothing to say?"
"Wow."
And just like that, in the blink of an eye, you two hopped on his private jet and landed in Santorini, Greece for the weekend soaking up the sun, swimming in the waters, chilling in the jacuzzi, eating incredible food-- making incredible memories along the way. You sat across from Florian listening to him talk about his real goals in life, the champagne glass sat between your fingers while your head rested in the palm of your free hand, you were dripping for him and you didn't know if it was the drunk contribution or just him alone but you were ready to tear up that hotel bed.
He noticed your gaze, those low eyes and the small smirk were enough to cause a tent in his pants. He cleared his throat adjusting himself and leaning back. "What's going on up there?"
"You really know how to sweep a girl off her feet, twice might I add." He smiled. "I usually come here with family but I thought I'd bring someone else who is important to me."
All night he drank you in while you wore the Emerald dress he bought you, the gold necklace that hung, the diamond earrings dangling from your ears, you looked like money. "Why me?" The question slipped. "I like you, that's just it, I've never had a woman listen to me the way you do and talk to me the way you do. And that laugh, the way you hide when you get nervous, it's the little things I appreciate. You make me comfortable Yn, you are an amazing person that I would love to keep around for a long time."
Your stomach felt queasy the whole time he spoke without breaking eye contact, you were once again lost for words hiding behind your champagne glass as if it would make a difference. Before saying anything the waiter had came with your dessert, just a small cheesecake dusted with chocolate, you smiled shimmying in your seat and picking up your fork when you realized something.
Florian leaned forward waiting for a response. "Girlfriend? You want me to be your girlfriend?" You had no idea why the question came out in such an uncertain tone. "Yes, we came here as... partners we'll say, but we're not leaving like that." You saw him reach into his jacket pulling out a long velvet box, your body stilled while you processed what was happening your eyes almost fell out when you saw the diamond bracelet sitting inside.
"I... wow," was all you could say. "Even if you don't want to-"
You interrupted him. "I want to, I very much want to, would love to be your girlfriend." He snorted at your response, reaching out his big palm for you to hold, gently turned your hand around kissing the back of it. You two had to leave. Now.
Paying for the bill, practically undressing each other in the car you finally made it back to the hotel and wasted no time. The steam from the warm shower you two were in fogged up the glass doors and the mirrors, your back pressed against the wet tiles, legs draped over both his arms causing him to basically fold you.
Your hands dragged across his back, teeth sunken into his shoulder. He rotated his hips making you feel every INCH of his thick girth, you moaned in his ear, he felt so good and you were so slick from the orgasm he gave you already.
"You like that? Hm, you like cumming on my dick?" He taunted. "I love it, yes daddy!"
Your eyelids dropped unable to keep them open anymore he was fucking you into this wall. "You wanna cum again?" You could only nod, your nails made crescent shapes in his flesh. He whispered absolute filth to you knowing it would cause you to clench around him. "I'm- Oooh, my God!" Your body shook slightly while you spilled onto him.
He held you until you came back down to earth, you giggled at your trembling legs holding onto him for support.
After your shower, he offered to lotion your skin for you, you knew what he was up to and let it happen you were begging for him back inside you.
To your surprise the massage was pretty good, his hands worked their way up to your shoulders and back down to your bare ass massaging the cheeks too causing you to giggle. Once he was done with your legs he flipped you over, his large hands massaged your feet, it was just so relaxing.
He kept eye contact with you while creaming your legs getting dangerously close to your wetness. "Why are you teasing me?"
"I'm not."
He was.
Finally, his antics were over, you were well slathered up and smelt so good. You giggled feeling his tongue drag up your body, kissing all of your face, your hands held his face in front of yours. 'Together' by Damonte played quietly in the back filling in for the silence in the room.
"What?" He asked. You were holding back those three words not knowing if he'd say them back. You took one hand reaching in the space between you two lightly taking his length into your palm, his eye never left yours watching your lips part and his eyebrows shift once he was inside your heat.
He wasted no time with his thrusts, starting off at a teasingly slow rhythm that you hated but you loved to feel every part of him and every stretch.
His forehead laid on yours, noses brushing against each other, you'd never met a more affectionate man he loved touching every part of you and you could not complain.
Your hands went to the back of his head holding him as close as possible. "Mmm, I love you." He moaned, you pulled him down for a sweet and passionate kiss, tugging on his bottom lip, whispering "I love you." Right back.
Florian pounded you into the sheets, your cries and begging to make you cum only motivated him to go harder, feeling your heels dig into his bum and your nails scratch down his back, you were becoming tighter and tighter, wet as a water slide, his tip constantly hitting your spot.
"Mhmm, yes! My God, yes!"
"Give me that nut, my baby, don't be shy." He bit. And you did just that, you could hear the squishing sound of your wet and sticky mess mixing together while he filled you up nicely. You groaned lovingly at the additional affection.
You two collected yourselves moving under the blankets and turning the lights off, the moon shone through the curtains highlighting the silhouette of your bodies in bed. Florian rested his head on your chest, you hummed rubbing his head and sleepily smiling.
His eyes were closed, he was at peace saying, "Next time we come here, you're leaving as my fiancé."
I hope y’all enjoyed this little birthday spam, oof this man is 31… Shiiiit I’m trynna have some fun, call me daddy.
I wanted to post four but I didn’t get a chance to write another imagine so finger’s crossed these hold y’all until Saturday or Sunday.
But until then. Stay black. Stay beautiful. Stay moisturized. And I’ll see y’all in the next one. Much love🤎🤎
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Diamonds and Pearl Pt II
Mob Boss Florian Munteanu x
Black Stripper! Reader
Warnings: mentions of (filthy) sex (18+), unprotected sex, smut, drinking, mentions of violence, swearing, mentions of blood, mentions of killing/death, mafia aspects, stripper, sex work, female penetration, PIV sex, mentions of guns and gun violence, mentions of people getting shot
Summary: You’re a former ballerina turned exotic dancer at a strip club frequented by some of the city's most ruthless mob families. When a new man enters the scene in hopes of taking the city for himself, will you be consumed by him or become another victim to his unstoppable ambitions.
Note: so yeah, after 8 months I’ve FINALLY been able to update this. I have an idea of how I’d like this series to continue but not sure when I’ll be able to update this. But until then, enjoy and let me know your thots 😏 Song Inspo: Those Nights-Bastille
You speed out of the club's parking lot as the sounds of police sirens in the distance begin to draw near. Florian, Masias and Sandro are speaking all at once, their booming voices making it hard for you to think.
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Swimming in Denial (T’Challa x Black!OC)-Part One
I wrote this a couple weeks ago and have been sitting on it because I couldn’t think of a name…and this is the best I got 😂. Anyways, this is a three part story based on a request by @dersha89. I was gonna wait for T’Challa Thursdays, but I really wanted to go ahead and get this part out there. Make sure you listen to the music with each chapter!
Word count: 5027
CW: domestic violence
Oxford, 2013
When Kali Jones graduated Summa Cum Laude from The University of Tennessee, she felt like the world was her oyster. Spending the last five years away from her home in Memphis really opened up her mind to what could be out there, and she just wasn’t ready to go home yet, if ever. She wanted to see more of the world and put that degree in biomedical engineering to good use, so she applied to Oxford University’s Biomedical Sciences Masters program. Her parents were incensed that she chose a school so far away. She was their only child, and they worried about her being on the other side of the world alone, but they eventually came around and made her promise to come home every Christmas. As it turned out, Kali had made the right choice in going to Oxford. It was there, in her Organic Chemistry course, that she found her best friend in all the world, T’Challa Udaku, the Crown Prince of Wakanda. He had been one of the few friendly faces in the class amongst a sea of haughty paleness, so when they were paired up as lab partners Kali was relieved. Even though she had no idea he was a prince at that time, his regality shone through and she felt drawn to his presence. It also helped that he was cute. And smart. And charming. Man, was he charming.
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Seven Devils
Hey y’all, tumblr is being a dick today, so second time’s the charm. Here’s chapter 13 of Playlist, and this one is gonna be a little different than the others. For the life of me, I couldn’t figure out how to work the song into the story so this one is more of a soundtrack. Just two chapters left after this! Catch up on this story and read my other ones by checking out my masterlist HERE, and let me know if you want to be tagged in anything.
For you fellow T’Challa lovers, in a week or two I’ll be starting up “Ménage `a Trois”, a T’Challa x OC x M’Baku throuple fic. Check out the preview here!
CW: Violence, blood, death, child endangerment
Word count: 6,734
“They took over the lab,” N’Jadaka explained as he and his cousin ran to rescue the princesses. “I don’t know how they did it, but Lil Bit sent a video. They got Punkin, man.”
Catch up on this series...it’s AMAZING
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Troubled Highness
Warnings: Fluff, comforting, swearing
Synopsis: After two years on the throne, negativity starts to get the King. Good thing he has help.
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Couple’s Getaway
Chapter Five
Erik and his best friend’s wife are feeling each other more than they should.
The next chapter will be the last of this first book and it will be shorter. Book two will focus on what happens after Cabo San Lucas. I just wanted to say thank you to my readers and supporters! I hope you enjoy this one.
Warnings: AU!Erik, teasing, nasty talk, oral sex, slight humor, HARDCORE SMUT, tender smut, flash back