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My Boyfriend’s Best Friend

This chapter contains cheating, very mature smut and swearing. (P.S. This story was inspired by a post I saw on Instagram and the comments under it gave me the idea to write this loool.)

Relationship: BBF Erik x Cheating Reader

Tyler was your boyfriend of six months. You both met during second year of university in a literature class with the world's most boring teacher, Mr. Winters. The day you first started talking was during a two hour lecture about Shakespeare, yuck.

Your head was resting in your palms as the monotone voice of the teacher flowed through the room.

Shakespeare sucks... You thought you said in your head, but not until the person beside you responded.

"Deadass, I'm tired of hearing about this bullshit." A male voice whispered to you.

Your head raises out of your palms and turns to be met with a light skinned male. He had hazel eyes, curly brown hair with a fade, full pink lips and perfect teeth. His attire consisted of a gold chain, black jeans, a white t-shirt and black Jordans.

Your cheeks heated up, "Oh damn, I thought I said that in my head."

"It was loud and clear. I think the teacher heard you too."

You gasped, "Shit, was I really that loud?"

"Nah, I'm just playing." He grinned.

You playfully rolled your eyes.

"I'm Tyler by the way." He stuck his hand out for you to shake it.

"(Y/n)." You placed your hand into his.

From that day forth, your friendship with Tyler blossomed. You both would grab drinks from the campus cafe, learning more about what each other was interested in, your personal lives and what you were going to do after graduating. Then, it turned into studying sessions or casual hangouts. Eventually, he built up the courage and asked you out on a few dates. Sometimes to a party or to a game to cheer on your school team. It didn't take long for both of you to realize that your feelings were mutual. Just before the end of second year, Tyler asked you to be his girlfriend, which you gladly accepted.

You loved everything about Tyler, everything but his choice of friends. Especially his best friend, Erik Stevens. You hated that nigga so much, he always knew how to rile you up and get on your last nerve. But what could you do about it? Tyler and Erik have been best friends since the third grade, there was no separating them. Never.

Erik was very different from Tyler. Tyler had manners, he was respectful, and cared about other people and not just himself. Erik on the other hand was a selfish, rude, blunt, narcissist. To hell with everyone else!

How did he treat women? Like toys. You've been to his house more times than you would like to admit because of Tyler, and you've watched the multiples of women enter and exit his house all in one day. It was atrocious to you.

Erik loved to get you mad, to see how far he could push you, and boy could he ever.

Tyler invited you out to eat at a sushi restaurant. But when you got to the restaurant you didn't expect to see Erik, who was macking on your cousin, and you weren't too fond of her.

Serena Cumberland... A very curvy brown skinned girl. She always wore her lace fronts in a half up, half down style, nails always done in a coffin shape (Which were way too long for your taste), and she was never seen without her clear lip gloss, diva lashes and eyeliner. Her outfits ranged from Adidas tracksuits and name brand sneakers to skin tight body con dresses and the high heels.

It's not her style you didn't like, it was her personality. She was an attention seeking bitch and she was rude as hell to you. But of course, you didn't let her stank personality affect you.

Erik knew damn well you and her didn't like each other, that's exactly why he brought her over.

"Babe, what the fuck are they doing here?" You deadpanned, eyes locked onto Erik and that broad.

"Erik just finished his finals so I invited him as a congratulations." He rubbed your shoulder.

"Ugh, then he brought her." You rolled your eyes as Erik winked at you in the distance.

"She's your cousin."

"Fuck no, she's the devil's incarnation."

He chuckled as you both walked towards Erik and Serena. "Yo." He and Erik bumped knuckles. "Wassup, Serena?"

"Hey." She responded with a mischievous tone, still eyeing you.

"Can I help you, whore?" You bluntly asked.

"That's how you talk to your cousin?" She moved her hands onto her hips.

"Aye bruh, don't start that shit right now." Erik interrupted.

"Nigga, you're the one who started it." Clearly they threw off your entire day.

"How?"

"Inviting this trick when you know good and well we don't like each other."

"Ah shit, Ree, you never told me." He lied.

"Fuck y'all." You rolled your eyes as the host came to take you to your table.

"You better calm the fuck down before I drag you and your stale weave." Serena took a step closer to you, but both men stepped in between before anything could happen.

"Aight, calm down." Tyler pulled you closer to him and Erik wrapped his arm around Serena's shoulder. "Sorry, table for four." He said to the host, who looked uncomfortable.

At the table, Erik and Serena were whispering to each other and making each other laugh. You eyed them suspiciously and they did the same.

"Can y'all stop looking at me, you're ruining my appetite."

"You're the one eyeing us down." Serena retaliated.

"Cuz y'all are fucking looking at me and laughing." You raised your voice a little, "Care to share what is so damn funny?"

They briefly look at each other and chuckle. Erik spoke up.

"We were just saying you probably feel at home in this place."

"Why? Oh do enlighten me." You sarcastically inquire.

"Cuz it's fishy, just like your pu-" He continued.

"Bro, shut up." Tyler threw a crumpled napkin at Erik.

"Aight bro, defend your girl. But you know she stank."

Before you could speak, Tyler interjected again, "Actually, she smells and tastes like roses."

If your eyes weren't on Erik, you would've missed when his eyebrows slightly rose, revealing a slightly shocked expression on his face.

You blushed at his comment.

"Whatever, man."

The table was silent for a while, but it didn't last. Erik couldn't get enough of your reactions when he disturbed the peace. Your group almost got kicked out of the restaurant for causing such a ruckus. If Erik and your cousin weren't there, it would've been a lovely date. At one point, Erik said something insulting about your teeth causing you to throw your last California roll at his expensive white shirt, leaving a stain. If it weren't for your boyfriend or all the people around, he probably would've choked you out right there. But he deserved it.

Serena was about to splash water on you, but her phone was in your hand, hovering over a fish tank.

"Do it. I dare you, bitch."

She set the glass down and you set her phone down, aggressively.

Tyler was tired of you all by the end of the night. He was ready to end the date, so he called up the waiter to bring the bill.

"I'm paying, no objections." He said in a tired voice.

Hey, no one was complaining, you all were happy that you didn't have to spend a cent that night.

You sometimes wondered why he stayed with you. You didn't get along with his best friend at all. You both were arguing twenty-four seven.

On the way back, Tyler dropped you off at your place. Erik took Serena to his home, obviously. Your mind never wandered onto what he would be doing with your cousin that night, you were too fed up with the both of them to even let their names appear in your head.

A few months later, Tyler and you were chilling at Erik's place.

Why were you there exactly? Because you had nothing better to do. Plus, Erik was being less annoying... Sort of.

He didn't exactly stop making rude remarks to you, they just didn't come as often as they usually would.

The three of you were watching a throwback movie, Friday. To be exact, the guys were really watching it, you were on your phone scrolling through Instagram.

Suddenly, Tyler's phone vibrated and lit up. He paused the movie and answered the phone.

"Hello? Yeah, what's up? ...What? ...No. Slow down, I can barely understand what you're saying." Erik and you stared at Tyler with worry on your faces. "...Okay chill man, you got me scared for a moment. What? ...Mama wants me there right away? ...Bro I'm out with my girl." He kissed his teeth, "Aight, tell her I'll be there in twenty minutes. Cool." He sighed, putting his phone in his pocket.

"What's wrong, baby?"

"My sister just gave birth."

"Oh that's exciting!"

"Hell naw, that's her fourth. And she produces some badass kids."

Erik chuckled, "I will always remember when that lil nigga, CJ slapped you. That shit was funny as hell, bruh."

"And it hurt like a fuckin' bitch." Tyler frowned. "Anyway, I gotta run before my mama whoops my ass." He said putting on his grey Roshes.

You started to get up, but Tyler kissed your cheek and headed towards the door. "I'm not coming?" You questioned him.

"Nah, immediate family event. They said they don't want anyone else there. You'll be aight with Erik, right?"

You exaggerated a sigh and said, "I guess."

"Cool, I'll be back soon."

"Later." Erik waved.

"Bye." You grumbled, watching the door close.

"Yo-" Erik started, but you cut him off right away.

"Please. Don't talk to me. I'm leaving soon."

"Shit, I wasn't kicking you out."

"I know."

"You're boring anyway."

"No I'm not."

"Yeah."

"N- Didn't I just say don't talk to me. If you don't wanna argue, leave me alone."

"Who the fuck said you can make all these rules in my house?"

"No one, I'm trying to avoid conflict, dumb ass."

He kissed his teeth, "You better watch who you're talking to, girl."

"Whatever." Your eyes went back onto your phone.

Erik picked up his phone and dialled a number.

"Wassup, girl." He said seductively. "You trynna come through? ...Yeah, I'm bored... It's just me and my friend's girl... Nah, he abandoned her to fuck another bitch." He was staring at you with a wicked smirk plastered across his face.

That set you off, you put your phone down and reached over him, trying to grab his phone. He got off the sofa, keeping you away with one hand. Damn was he strong.

"You fucking asshole!" You screamed.

"Yeah that's her crazy ass... Nah, she hitting me... I would, but Tyler would get mad."

"What the fuck is that whore saying?!" You were still trying to grab his phone.

He laughed, "She called you a whore... Imma kick her out before you get here, don't worry."

You gave up after a while and he finally ended the call. You adjusted your yellow ribbed sundress as it rose up and sat back down.

"Damn girl, you can't take a joke."

"That wasn't funny."

"What, you don't trust Tyler?"

"Of course I fucking trust Tyler, bitch."

"Your mouth is dirtier than the public bathrooms."

"And your dick is probably dirtier than the subway floors."

"I'm clean, fuck you talking about?"

"All these bitches you be having sex with? I'm sure you got a hundred STD's manifesting in your body right now."

"I only had sex with one girl, who was a virgin, and that was back in high school. Plus, I only receive head, that's it."

At first you were quite surprised that he admitted that, but his ego was too big for that to be true. "Liar."

"I ain't lying."

"You lie all the fucking time."

"Now you lying, I joke around, but I'm very honest."

You scoffed.

He un-paused the movie and you went back to scrolling through Instagram.

Every time your body shifted, your dress would slightly ride up, and it didn't go unnoticed. Erik was staring at your legs the whole time. The way your arms were positioned caused your breasts to press together giving Erik and even nicer view of your cleavage, but with the lights off you couldn't tell that he was eyeing you down.

Truthfully, Erik was jealous of Tyler. He was the one to spot you first, since first year of university. Erik had family issues that no one investigated, and due to this he was always an aggressive, and secretive person. Thanks to Tyler, Erik slowly came out of his shell. Not to say that it made him any nicer than he was before... Erik was still Erik.

First year, you never acknowledged him, even though he sat two rows behind you. He remembered the moment when he first told Tyler about you. He described you as, "The baddest girl he's ever seen. Pretty eyes, lush lips, and gorgeous hair."

When he found out that the girl he had eyes for was dating his best friend, Erik burned with anger. But being too prideful, Erik never let anyone know of his jealousy. Especially not his best friend.

You sighed heavily, turning your head to see Erik staring. "What?"

"Nothing."

"Then stop staring at me."

"You can't appreciate attention?"

"I wasn't asking for any."

"That dress says otherwise." He joked.

You looked down and noticed that your dress was a few centimetres away from exposing your ass. "Pervert. Ugh, I swear all guys do is think with their dicks."

"We can do more than just think with them."

"Like what?" You sharply asked, while rolling your eyes.

"Well I can't speak for other guys, but I know this dick can rearrange your guts."

You were surprised that he said that, but quickly retaliated. "Please, ya dick probably the same size as my pinky."

"You wanna find out?"

"Wha- No, I don't need to, I can tell. Niggas like you always have small dicks. Big talk, small junk."

He gave you a hearty laugh, showing off his grills. "Baby, you know I mean what I say... Shit, you couldn't handle it anyway."

"Of course I could," You almost forgot that you had a boyfriend, "...I'm just choosing not to."

Somewhere in between your words, Erik got up and sat next to you. His large hand carassed your thigh carefully.

"What are you doing?" You pushed his hand off of you.

"Come on, I know why you're so miserable."

"But I'm not."

"Oh sure," His head moved closer to your neck, "Ty ain't satisfying you."

His words sent chills down your spine, causing you to push his head away from your neck. "Y-yes he is."

"You're not a girl he can handle. You're wild, a free spirit. You like a challenge... Someone who can dominate you." He was reading you like a book.

You had nothing to say because quite frankly, he was right.

Tyler hasn't been pleasing you lately. He let's you win your arguments all of the time, you get to chose all of the places to eat, and if he gets to go out with the boys or not... You were kind of controlling, honestly. But it wasn't intentional. You just had a strong personality, and Tyler wasn't challenging enough. Erik on the other hand had dominance that radiated off of his brown skin. He was no push over. You weren't either. Your personalities clashed, but they worked on the contrary.

"You been feeling empty. Literally..." He was staring deep into your eyes, "The only reason you come around me is to get that fill that Tyler can't give you. He's too soft for you." A smirk was growing on his face. "I've figured you out, (y/n)..."

You remained silent, reflecting on his words... Damn, was he right. It's not that you hated him, he just gave you a thrill, a challenge. He didn't let you win, ever.

While you were lost in your thoughts, and his deep brown eyes, his hand trailed up your thigh once again. "Let me fill that emptiness." He whispered in your ear, "Let me give you what you want." He kissed you on the neck.

"S-stop, Tyler is your best friend."

"And friends help friends." His mouth gingerly moved across your neck, his beard tickling you.

This is wrong... Right?

"Stop thinking, just enjoy."

He got you right where he wanted you; confused and vulnerable.

Soon your body was pulled onto his lap, straddling him. His hands moved from your waist, down to the hem of your dress, pulling it over your head.

He stared at your chest, and the way your bra held up your breasts perfectly. He was ready to unwrap his gift, but this gift wasn't his.

His hand moved to the clasps of your black Bombshell push-up bra, separating each hook from the loop. And just like that, your bra slid down, revealing your chest to him.

This is wrong... It has to be...

You were in a state of disarray, not knowing whether to get up and leave, cover up, or to continue.

Erik's hands moved to your breasts, cupping each one while massaging the nipples with his thumb. You let out a gentle sigh. His hands felt magical...

"Wow, this is what Tyler's been keeping all to himself. Greedy nigga." Erik chuckled. "I bet he can't do you like this."

He put you on your back and kissed your chest, moving towards a nipple. His tongue carefully moved over your buds, eliciting a moan from you.

"You like that, huh?" You responded with a slight nod as he went back to your chest, switching to pleasure the other.

Erik moved his head back up and kissed you, his tongue dominated yours. It was slow and passionate, with a hint of force. His thick lips felt so nice against yours. Sometimes he would bite your bottom lip, causing you to moan or you would bite his, causing him to grunt. He pulled away from the kiss, leaving you wanting more. You were breathing hard. Tyler never kissed you like that before.

Erik's lips traveled down your body, from your neck, to the middle of your chest and all the way down to your pelvis. His moved a finger towards your panties, rubbing your lower half.

"Damn girl, all I did was kiss you a little bit." He referenced to the wetness growing in between your legs. The more he rubbed you there, the more wet you got. "I might not even have to eat you out." He smirked, and started pulling off his sweats, a large erection visible.

"W-wait." You finally spoke for the first time. He raised an eyebrow, "You can't leave me hanging."

"So tell me what you want then."

"You know what I want."

"I don't know if you don't tell me."

You sighed heavily, "I want you to eat me out, please."

"...Because you said please." He pulled off your soaked lace thong, and kissed your thigh before going to work.

The second you felt his tongue touch your clit, your body jolted and your thighs closed, squeezing his head.

"Keep ya legs wide open." He demanded in a serious tone, his hands pressing them wide, just in case you crushed his head again.

This time, he started away from your clit, carefully tonguing you.

"Mmmh." You bit your bottom lip.

His swirled his tongue over your clit, flicking at the bud. One of your hands gripped onto a pillow, the other in his dreads. Your breathing increased, and your cries and moans became louder.

"O-oohhh, mmmhhh."

Tyler was the last person on your mind now...

The sound of Erik's tongue against your flower turned you on even more, he was enjoying the taste of you as well.

Ty was not lying, roses are an understatement... He thought to himself.

Erik got harder every second thinking about how he was gonna fuck you. Your moans from him just eating you out was getting him even more excited. He decided to spice things up and added one finger into your core. The feeling of his thick finger made your hips rock forward, closer to his face. Erik decided you were more than wet enough for another finger to be added into you and so he did.

"Ahhh!" You cried out.

His tongue was assaulting your clit, and his fingers aggressively moved in and out of you. You were seeing stars due to the immense amount of pleasure Erik was giving you. It was almost too much, you tried your hardest to close your thighs, but Erik would not allow it. Instead he pulled you closer, and ate you out even more.

"E-Erik, I-I'm gonna cum." Your eyes watered. But as soon as you said that, he pulled away, leaving you unsatisfied and bothered. "W-what the fuck?" You whined.

"Don't worry baby, I'm not done yet." He slipped off his shirt, followed by his boxers. You stared in awe as his penis sprung free. It made you wonder how he was able to wear tight jeans and hide that monster so well.

He held it in his hand, rubbing the tip.

How big is it? You wondered.

"'Bout nine inches." He said, catching you off guard.

Dammit, you said that out loud...

He did his signature grin, "You still think you can handle this little dick?" He asked.

"Y-yeah." You lied. You knew good and well that he was gonna tear up your walls.

"Aight, we'll see about that."

"Bet." Your pride was huge, and it was about to get you in trouble.

"Get on your knees and suck it." He said moving closer to you.

You obeyed his command, taking his length into your palm and stroked it. It was thick, long and had a lot more girth than you were expecting.

"No more playtime, put it in your mouth." And slowly, his dominant side was starting to come out.

You took his shaft and wrapped your lips around it. You bobbed your head back and forth, unable to fit it all in your mouth. It was just too big! The part that you couldn't fit in your mouth was substituted by your hand.

He enjoyed the view of your head moving back and forth against him, but he felt as if you weren't trying to fit it all in. As you continued to bob, you felt his hand push your head closer, causing you to gag as it hit the back of your throat. You pulled away quickly, while coughing.

"D-don't do that! I coulda died, man."

"You leaving half my shit untouched, I know you can fit more than 4.5 inches in that big ass mouth of yours."

"Shut up, Stevens." You rolled your eyes.

"Aight, no more talking. Get back to sucking."

This time, you tried to move your head as close as possible without choking. The more you got, the more grunts you earned from him.

"Oh, shit." He whispered, huskily.

His foot was tapping against the hardwood floor vigorously. You assumed he was close so you sucked even harder, swirling your tongue around the shaft in different patterns.

Just before he released, he pulled you up and carried you into his bedroom, dropping you onto his bed.

"Now let's see if you're ready for this dick." He got between your legs, lifting one over his shoulder. He rubbed the tip of his penis against your clit. "Ready or not..." He whispered and steadily moved into your core.

"Uhh- ahh." You tried shifting under him, but he was holding you down. As he advanced inside you, your body involuntarily squirmed. You screamed as he continued to probe you. It was huge!

Your walls stretched like they never have before, the pain and pressure made tears form in the corners of your eyes. "Fuck!" You screamed out. "Ohhhhh. Damn."

He moved back and pushed down again.

"NNnnghhh!"

He bit his lip, holding back a moan that was threatening to escape his mouth. "S-shit. You tight as fuck."

"Ohhhh, fuck!"

He gently rocked his hips, "This is what you want? Someone to dominate you like this."

You tried locking your legs, but with him between them it was never gonna happen.

"Answer me when I'm talking to you." His voice was demanding and sharp, scary almost.

"Y-yes. Nnngh."

Despite you not adjusting completely, he picked up the pace, thrusting slightly faster. He gripped one of your breasts, leaving the other one to bounce freely.

You closed your eyes as he pushed in and out of you.

"Nah, you gon' look at me when I'm fucking you." He lifted the other leg over his shoulder and moved deeper into your core, staring directly into your eyes.

He loved to see you so vulnerable. The way his dick make you go crazy drove him wild.

"Now tell me, who's pussy is this?"

You bit your lip, "Y-yours." You felt terrible for saying that, but Tyler never made you feel so good to the point where tears were falling from your eyes. There's no way in hell he only fucked one girl a few years ago. He was too good.

"What? I can't hear you."

"Yours, baby!"

"Louder!"

"YOURS, MMHH!"

"That's right, good girl." His strokes became even harder, and deeper, hitting you in all the right places.

"MMmmhh, fuck! Ohhhh." You wailed. You felt close to your release. "I'm gonna cum."

"Nah, not yet." He turned you on your side, lifting your left leg up, fucking you sideways.

The way you were exposed didn't help the fact that you wanted to release right at that instant. Your bodies moved in perfect sync. The wet sounds of your sexes, and the aroma filled the room. The fact that you were getting fucked by your boyfriend's best friend, a guy who you hated, made you even hornier for whatever sinful reason.

Erik's grunts were becoming a lot more noticeable, and his release was near.

He pulled out and flipped you on all fours. You were exhausted at this point, your core felt knotted and was aching. He pushed back in thrusting at an ridiculous pace. Your bum slammed against him, causing a loud clapping sound each time. He slapped your ass a few times, hard enough to leave a mark. It hurt, but felt damn good.

Your fingers gripped his bedsheets, "I wa-nna cu-um." You practically begged at this point, feeling unable to hold it any longer.

"Ngh, n-not yet." He struggled to say.

You slumped onto your forearms, thinking that Erik was almost done ruining your hole, but he wasn't. You were desperate to release, so you placed your fingers at your clit, but Erik moved your hand away.

"Don't try that. You only taking this dick, nothing else."

Suddenly, Erik's phone started to ring.

"Ah shit, it's Tyler." He sighed.

"W-what do we do?" You asked nervously.

"Imma answer it." Erik replied, still pumping into you.

"B-but-"

"Just keep your voice down." He answered the phone.

How the hell was he expecting you to do that?

"Yo." He said it as if he was just chilling on the sofa. "...Nah she still on her phone... The movie's almost done." He slowed his pace.

You were bitting your lip, trying not to make a sound.

"...Oh, uh. Hold on." Erik put the phone by your ear. "Talk to him."

Regret and conflict disturbed your mind, coursing through your veins and to your heart.

"H-hello?" Your word almost came out as moan.

"Hey baby, how are things?"

It wasn't until you heard his voice to realize that you actually were cheating on him.

"G-good, mh."

"Y'all ain't fighting?"

"NoOOoo, not at the moment."

"You good? You sound constipated."

Erik thrusted really hard into you, "AH!"

"Baby?" Concern was evident in Tyler's voice.

You looked back at Erik and mouth to him, "Stop." But of course he didn't, he just slowed down a bit.

"Y-yeah I'm fine, the movie just had a jump scare."

"A jump scare in Friday?" He questioned you.

"Yeah. Anyway, how is your sister and the baby?" You knew that prolonging the conversation was a bad idea, but you didn't want him knowing why you were making all those sounds.

"They good, both sleeping right now."

Tyler continued talking, but you weren't listening. Erik was penetrating you, temporarily disabling you from speaking.

"(Y/n)? Yo, you there?" He called from the other line.

"Yeah, sorry."

"It's aig-"

"Aight gimmie my phone, running up my damn bill." Erik loudly interrupted. "Talk to her later bruh, she catching an attitude cuz I took my phone back... Aight, later." And Erik hung up, flinging his phone to the side. "No more distractions."

He fucked you harder and deeper to make up for lost time.

"S-shit, slow down." You whined.

But he didn't listen, all you could do was moan his name, and beg for a release.

"P-please, Erik."

"Nah, you can wait." He slapped your ass and gripped it, bouncing you harder.

You tried crawling away as it was becoming too much to handle, but he pulled you back with ease.

"Don't run mama, you can handle it."

"N-no, pl-please. Mmmh, please let me cum." You begged.

"Almost." He continued to thrust into you.

Your legs were shaking, and your knuckles changing colour from the death grip you had on the bed.

"Remind me, who owns this pussy?"

"Y-you, daddy! Ohhhhh!"

"That's right..." He grunted, "Now cum all over this dick."

And as soon as he allowed you to, you did exactly what you were instructed to do. Somewhere in the mix of your euphoric release, you could feel him pull out and a band of his semen spilled onto your back.

You, out of breath, collapsed onto his mattress, trying your best to steady your breathing. That was the best sex you've ever had. Just before Erik got up, he kissed your shoulder, slapping your ass. You, however, were too worn out to be bothered.

Moments later, Erik came out of his bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist and he found you asleep. Tears stained your face, but he thought nothing of it. He used a damp towel to clean your body, then changed into basketball shorts and a wife beater.

Then there was a knock at the door.

"Shit." He whispered, rubbing his temple. He went to the front door and answered it. There stood the girl he was talking to earlier, in nothing but a silk robe and lacy lingerie.

"I'm ready." Her voice, seductive as ever.

For once in his life, Erik didn't know what to say. He was so lost in thought that he didn't hear when you walked up behind him in nothing but an oversized shirt. His oversized shirt to be exact.

The lady's eyes trailed onto you, with distaste and disgust. Then they went back onto Erik.

"What the fuck?!" She screamed, "You already-?"

"Yup." He bluntly replied.

You were still muddled, trying to figure out what actually happened.

"You asshole! How da-"

Before she could finish her sentence, Erik slammed the door in her face.

"You seriously invited another girl over?" Your voice was a groggy mess.

"That was the chick on the phone."

"You're ridiculous." You say returning to the sofa with an awkward walk. He really ruined you.

Erik received a text from Tyler, and it wasn't until then he started to feel a little uneasy.

"Aye, Tyler said he'll pick you up in the morning."

"Okay." You curled up into a ball.

"You can sleep on my bed."

"I'd rather not."

"If you think I'm gonna try something, I'm not. You can barely walk."

You didn't respond.

"At least take a shower."

You sighed as he assisted you to the shower.

"I'll be outside, call me if you need anything."

You stepped in and let the hot water hit your skin. Your mind was clouded, you felt terrible for doing what you did, but it felt so good. Too good to be true.

You ended up sleeping on Erik's bed and he slept in the living room.

The next morning, Tyler came and picked you up.

"Did you guys get along?" He asked.

"Yeah, very well." Erik slyly commented.

You nodded your head without a word.

"I'm glad to hear that."

Erik winked at you and mouthed the words, "Till next time," as you and Tyler left his apartment.

Woo!!! Okay this story took too long (almost three days). I'll edit this tomorrow probably, it's 1 am and I'm hella sleepy (plus school tomorrow ofc) Also, this is officially my longest chapter ever! (5558 words) By the way, I do not condone cheating, I was just inspired to write this story. Cheating is never the answer!

Thanks for reading! :)

(Start/Finish: April 30-May 3, 2018)

#killmonger x reader #black reader #killmonger fic

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