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#uhm excuse me sir- who said u could look that sexy
i-love-def-leppard · 5 months
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M’Baku and Erik have the pleasure of sharing a woman for one night. It turns into a regular routine of threesomes. She gets pregnant, and doesn’t know which one of them could be the father.
Warnings: Smut, pregnancy kink, threesome first time writing for M’Baku.
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“I think you need to come to your senses,” M’Baku laughs loud and booming before approaching his friend, Erik, shoving the young man roughly against his left shoulder, “Zalika is mine, Erik, and I don’t like it when what’s mine is messed with.”
“Oh, so that’s a threat? Remember, she approached me first, way before she even knew we were friends,” Erik uses both of his hands to shove M’Baku back harder, “and DONT put your fucking hands on me unless you wanna die, brother,” Erik spoke snidely with a warning finger almost stabbing M’Baku in his face before readjusting his suit jacket, a mug set on his handsome, chiseled face. 
“OH! So that is the excuse you give? So she approaches you...but plans a booty call with me?” M’Baku says with his strong and powerful African accent, “Who has the upper hand now, brother, hm? Looks like I will finally get to taste the cocoa beauty. I bet she tastes just like cacao beans to,” M’Baku’s thick, taffy colored tongue swipes across his full upper lip before his teeth lined with silver caps tugged sexily on his bottom lip.
“See, that’s where you’re wrong. It looks like I’m fucking her from the texts she sent me...texting me pictures of that phat peace of pussy covered with lace panties between her thighs...telling a nigga to come over and suck up her pussy in my mouth...she say that to you? Baku?” Erik gives M’Baku a sly smirk.
“I’ll do you one better,” M’Baku pulls out his phone, “Last text she sent me was this,” M’Baku held up his phone towards Erik for him to see. M’Baku’s loud laugh almost rattled the walls when he looked at Erik’s stuck expression. Erik removes his gold-rimmed glass, eyes blinking with disbelief while his lips parted. 
“Sheeeeesh,” Erik’s pouty bottom lip dragged between his teeth, “She ain’t send a nigga that...she got them big, suckable nipples…” 
“Even through her wet T-shirt they look delicious...like they want to rip through, right?” M’Baku grunts deeply enough to vibrate your senses, “I plan on biting them with my teeth...leave a mark.”
Erik removes his suit jacket, hanging it up on a brass coat rack that stood at the entrance of his apartment door. He takes a seat next to M’Baku on a black suede sectional, leaning over in hopes of catching another sexy photo of Zalika. M’Baku quickly locks his phone before tucking it in the pocket of his slacks, standing from the couch. 
“I showed you one photo, you don’t need to see the rest. It gets better and better... what is one photo to the amount that I have from her alone,” M’Baku spoke in a cocky manner. 
“Let me see you match what I got. And just because I told you about one photo, that doesn’t mean it’s just one,” Erik pulls out his phone, “You see this?” Erik swipes his finger up and up to show all the sexy photos Zalika sent him. He looks from M’Baku to his phone, eyebrows raised in challenge, “That’s about a good 20 photos right there for me to bust a nut to so what’s up?” 
“Says the man who will be in here for the rest of the evening while I go spend time with Zalika myself. Did I tell you how much she loves it when I speak Xhosa? She says it makes her pussy nice and wet for me.”
“Wow, that's it? Damn, she tells you how wet she is,” Erik strokes his chin, “While she shows me how wet she is…” Erik hummed, “And it gets wet...tastes good too-
“YOU FUCKED HER?” M’Baku damn near charged over to Erik, his 6’5, 250lbs body right above him while he sat back on the couch with a nonchalant expression.
“Nah, She just let me suck her fingers that’s all,” Erik spoke casually, knowing that it would piss M’Baku off, “She’s a creamer too, I can almost taste how sweet that pussy is,” Erik makes multiple slurping sounds with his mouth and tongue, laughing at how angry M’Baku looked at the moment. Erik was almost to tears while bending over with his hand clutching his abs. 
M’Baku was seething, teeth flared, before walking away to pace back and forth, “I will see her today, we are going to talk about this. I don’t like being played with. She’s confused and if I have to make her come to a decision, I will, even if that means stuffing my dick down her throat.” 
“She ain’t confused. It’s obvious, right? She wants two dicks instead of one. Like I said, she knows that me and you are cool. Let’s just give her little ass what she wants. It’s been a minute since we shared some pussy...remember Michelle from grad school? Remember how we tore that up?”
“Michelle...oh, yes...Michelle,” M’Baku gives a knowing smirk, “I wonder how she’s doing.” 
“Shee old news, Baku, let’s focus on Zalika. You’re seeing her in class tonight...invite her over,” Erik says with a roguish grin.
“I told you, I don’t want to share her,” M’Baku spoke through clenched teeth, “Like it or not, Erik, she is mine. Don’t you have other options? You could have any other girl on your phone but instead you want Zalika? Let me have her...I want her so fucking bad I just might handle her after class myself.”
“Yeah, we’ll see...if she hits me up tonight with that wyd text I’m putting this steel on her,” He says with a subtle arch of his brow, “you don’t think I want a piece of that puss just as much as you?”
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Zalika walked into her evening class, an Xhosa language course. It’s an elective that was a new edition to UCLA. The sprinkling of thirteen students were listening attentively to Professor M’Baku fluently speak the Bantu language of South Africa. Zalika’s father is from Botswana and he moved to California for med school where he met Zalika’s mother, an Art History Major. She always wanted to learn how to speak Xhosa and when Professor M’Baku who is also her English professor told her about the evening course she added it to her already overwhelming schedule. The wedges on Zalika’s feet clattered against the polished tile floor all the way to her designated seat; seat number three, in the front row. The intense, masculine aroma that Zalika damn near memorized within her senses made her smile the minute she planted her round, dark chocolate ass down in her seat. 
“U-Miss Zalika,” M’Baku says, stilling Zalika’s movements, “kuhlwile kwakhona?”
“....uhm...Intoni?” Zalika adjusts her black, cat-eyed frames lined with rhinestones.
“How long have you been coming to my class and all you can say to me is WHAT?” M’Baku squints at her.
“I’m sorry, I have other classes and...it’s becoming overwhelming, Sir, that’s all-
“No excuses,” M’Baku pushes up the sleeves to his navy blue dress shirt aggressively, “kufuneka sithatha.”
The clicks he made with his tongue whenever he spoke Xhosa has Zalika sucking the gloss off of her bottom lip and pressing her inner thighs together. She could understand him clearly but he didn’t need to know that. Just what did they need to talk about exactly? Everything seemed to be going smoothly between them. Zalika opens her designated notebook for the course, turning it sideways so that she could look over the Xhosa alphabet. Learning the click constants was their focus lately and Zalika found it hard to keep up, pulling extra time to study them whenever she had downtime like doing her laundry or cooking dinner. 
For the remainder of the class, Zalika took notes and practiced Xhosa phrases and click constants with a classmate. Whenever she had a question, Zalika would call for M’Baku in Xhosa like he instructed his students to do for added practice. He would squeeze Zalika’s shoulder gently while leaning over her desk, helping her sound out the phrases and occasionally glancing at her. His eyes would travel from her glossy lips all the way down to smooth, dark chocolate cleavage. This thick, tall, beautiful African man with such a stern voice and obvious ruthless personality turned Zalika on heavily, so heavy that she wanted to make his face a seat while he growled into her folds. 
After the class, all the students filled out except for Zalika who lingered behind acting as if she needed to ask Professor M’Baku a question. While he wiped down the white board, Zalika watched the door softly close shut leaving the both of them alone finally. As her eyes went back to M’Baku he gave her a cunning smile before strolling over to her. She held her ground but the more he approached, the more Zalika realized just how big, and intimidating this man is. 6’5 and 250 lbs stood before her. He crosses his thick, beefy arms across his chest, the outline of the tattoo on his arm teasing her eyes.
“You wanted to talk?” Zalika finally says.
“Let’s get straight to the point, yes? What are you doing with me, hm?” He asks with his profound voice ringing in her ears. 
“Having fun...what else?” Zalika grabs M’Baku’s tie, twirling it around her finger, twisting it tightly, “You don’t want to have fun with me?” 
“You call this fun? Toying with me? Let me tell you something, Zalika...I plan on handling you properly...tonight. Why are you talking to Erik? Who do you belong to?” 
Every time Zalika tried to speak M’Baku would cut her breath short. 
“Can I speak?” Zalika spoke defensively.
“...Yes,” M’Baku reluctantly says before leaning on the edge of his desk. Zalika’s eyes swept the classroom before they fell back on M’Baku.
“I’m feeling Erik too. I’m feeling both of you, actually.”
The muscles in M’Baku’s jaw popped out from grinding his teeth hard. His eyes narrowed at Zalika for a long time. He could taste the anger on his tongue from her words. Erik was right, Zalika wanted both of them to herself. Standing there in front of him with tight leggings, a very revealing top, and heels on her feet, M’Baku couldn’t be angry with her. She smelled like strawberries and her dark chocolate skin glistened. Whatever this woman wanted he would give her. Anything to have her; taste her. She gave M’Baku a kittenish smile while fluttering her lashes at him slowly. 
“I know I should have told you that I was talking to him as well, I apologize for that. I just...I can’t help my feelings towards the both of you…” Zalika approaches M’Baku, standing between his legs and wrapping her arms around his shoulders, “Baku…” she whispered, “Please don’t be mad at me, daddy...I just want to see what it will be like if I had both of you to myself…”
“Fuck, Zalika,” M’Baku’s shoulders slumped with defeat, “Look at what you do to me girl.”
“Huh?” Zalika spoke breathlessly. M’Baku grabs one of her arms from around his neck, dropping it over his crotch. Her hand drags down, mouth widening and eyes falling to his lap. 
“Daddy...this is all of you?” 
“Not all of me,” M’Baku spoke dangerously, “You have played with me long enough, Zalika, it’s time you take care of your master...emadolweni akho.”
Zalika drops to her knees almost instantly, a voracious look in her eyes as she watches M’Baku pull his slacks down with his briefs. The beauty of his big black dick couldn’t be put into words. It is very very girthy. Damn...Zalika wanted to ride that dick. Ain’t nothing like a black man’s dick, she thought before grabbing him, wrapping her hand around him as best as she could. She could feel the power that he beholden from how much he pulsates in the palm of her hand. This would definitely hurt but she wouldn’t chicken out on the opportunity. There is a first for everything. 
“Focus on all of me. There are too many parts untouched...unappreciated,” M’Baku unbuttons his dress shirt, his thick torso revealed to her, “you said you love sucking dick? Worship me then.”
Zalika stares at his thick, mammoth of a dick with bewildered eyes, “Baku...I don’t think I can.”
M’Baku fusses in Xhosa, “Open your mouth, girl.”
“And here I thought Erik’s dick was huge,” Zalika spoke under her breath.
“What was that?” M’Baku pulls on Zalika’s 4C fro to make her look up at him, “Did I hear you use Erik’s name with my dick in your hand? HUH? Who are you supposed to be focusing on at the moment!”
“You,” Zalika spoke quickly, bringing M’Baku’s dick to her mouth to slap her lips with it, eyes pleading, “You, daddy, you,” She opens wide, sinking him into her mouth with timid eyes. Her throat kept clenching up on her so Zalika had to pull him from her mouth, hawk spit on it a few times, before trying again. With the added moisture she was able to get about three inches of him inside.
“FUCK ZALIKA!” M’Baku hisses, “I finally got you, girl...I finally got my dick in your beautiful mouth. I would have done anything to get my dick in your mouth...now I need it in that sweet pussy, girl.” 
“Mm-
“Take it easy, Zalika, you will take your time when sucking me, girl, I don’t like it when you rush.” 
“EK!” Zalika gagged, “ghah, ghah, ghah,” she squeezes her eyes as her throat closes up. 
“Mmm, Zalika,” M’Baku wipes her tears away, “sloppy and slow is exactly how I like it...keep going, girl.”
“I can’t, you’re so big in my mouth,” Zalika’s bottom lip quivered from being stretched, “Baku, I can’t it’s so much-
Zalika was silenced with M’Baku’a dick back in her mouth. She grabbed for his legs, squeezing his enormous calves each time his dick hit the back of her throat. She was going to have a sore throat after this. 
“That’s it, girl, yesssssss, FUCK ZALIKA. Did you let Erik have this mouth too? You don’t have to talk, just nod your head...did he have this mouth before me?”
Zalika shakes her head no while M’Baku’s smooth, ebony dick barley slides in and out of her mouth. 
“Very good,” M’Baku’s lips poked out and his eyes rolled back, “fuck ewe...fuck ewe...uziva ulungile,” M’Baku’s hips were off of the desk, one large hand on the back of her head to keep her in place while his vast dick released a plentiful amount of cum. No wonder, his balls are heavy and big. She could feel the cum that couldn’t fit down her throat fall to her cleavage. 
“Look at me, Zalika,” he asked with a shallow breath escaping his mouth.
Zalika met his eyes while wiping his cum from her cheeks.
“If I find out that you fucked Erik, I will fuck the living shit out of you,” he spoke evenly with vengeful eyes, “I will not be gentle, entle, I will show you just how angry I am when I punish that sweet pussy, girl.” 
That was a challenge for her. Rubbing her throat, Zalika nods, unable to properly speak since M’Baku abused her vocal cords. 
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Erik was just stepping out of his shower when he heard M’Baku, his roommate and best friend enter the luxury apartment. It was way past the time for him to be home from his evening class and the thought of that alone has Erik squeezing the hell out of his bottle of body wash, spilling the contents to the bathroom floor. Frustrated, Erik takes a hand towel to clean it up, his other hand trying to keep the fluffy black towel around his waist together. Balling it up and tossing it in a linen wicker basket in the bathroom, Erik steps from the bathroom, M’Baku making his way down the hall with his work satchel in one hand, and his suit jacket in the other. M’Baku couldn’t fight the evil grin on his face when he noticed Erik’s irritation.
“You fucked her, didn’t you?” 
M’Baku chuckles while opening his bedroom door, “Good night, brother.”
The humor laced in his voice made Erik’s blood boil and his water stricken skin gave his lean muscles more definition as they flexed with rage.
“Did she tell you about me?” Erik is standing in M’Baku’s doorway now with his towel hanging on for dear life around his tapered hips, “cuz last time I checked she still hitting my phone.” 
“She did,” M’Baku removes his tie, “But after what I gave her tonight, you can forget everything. She knows who her real daddy is.”
“Nah, we’ll see about that,” Erik challenged M’Baku Before walking away and towards his bedroom. Once he is inside, Erik closes his door, grabbing his cell from the bed and automatically calls Zalika. She answers on the third ring, her sweet, airy voice making his dick twitch. 
“Baby girl,” Erik spoke with a hushed tone, “You want me to come over there and beat that ass?”
“Hello to you too, Erik,” Zalika responds, “and why are you threatening to spank me?”
“M’Baku is back home...he told me that he gave you something tonight...you mind telling me what that something is?”
“Teh,” Zalika sassed, “It’s no concern of yours, E, all you need to worry about is me and you.”
“Zalika, I’m not playing with you...did he hit that puss?” 
“...no,” Zalika finally says, “But I did suck his dick.”
“Hmm,” Erik hummed into the phone, the sound vibrating into Zalika’s ear, “You’re a nasty bitch, Zalika. Couldn’t control yourself, could you?”
“He made me...I liked it though...I haven’t had dick in my mouth for a long time…my throat is still pretty sore.”
“Fuck,” Erik pulls his towel from his waist, “If you’re such a slut it shouldn’t matter how sore that throat is...you’ll want more dick, right?”
“True...what? You got more for me?”
“Why don’t you come through...I’ll show you.” 
“M’Baku is home,” Zalika says, “Wouldn’t he hear?”
“Girl, I don’t give a fuck about that. I pay the bills in this bitch too so what? He ain’t got control over this. You coming over or what?” Erik spoke with malice. 
The aggression in both of them is one of the reasons why Zalika can’t leave both men alone. She first met Erik on campus as a substitute teacher for a physics course. He’s a Radiological Physicist. The chemistry between them both was undeniable and Zalika needed to see him outside of class. Since she wants to be an engineer herself, she would schedule tutoring time with Erik at the schools library and that’s when they exchanged numbers and started sexting. 
“Yeah, I’ll come over, daddy,” Zalika says with a seductive voice, “Keep that dick nice and hard for me.”
“I’m getting some of that puss too, Zalika...you show up at my door I’m using both of your holes to empty my nut and think I’m playing,” Erik warns.
“Unh,” Zalika moans. 
“Had me waiting way too long for you, ma...can’t wait to beat it up,” He spoke with a rough tone, “Hurry up.”
“Yes, daddy.”
“Get off the phone,” Erik ordered and then soon after, the call ended.
The wait will finally be over, he was about to dive in that wet ass pussy he’d been longing for. She is freaky on the phone. She better be just as freaky in person. All of that stop, it’s too big, I can’t take it, all of that shit will not stop Erik from tearing her little ass up. Have her walking funny and feeling his fat ass dick in her pussy forever. M’Baku wasn’t a heavy sleeper so he will hear everything from her moans to her cheeks clapping and Erik didn’t give a fuck. He offered to share her since Zalika wanted them both but M’Baku wanted to be possessive of the girl. She wants BOTH OF THEM. One dick in her mouth, and one in her pussy. 
Erik rubs his body down with some cocoa butter and puts on a pair of drawstring shorts to lounge around until Zalika finally shows up. Erik shot her a quick text letting her know what the apartment number was and not to park in a number spot. He only had to wait twenty minutes, the faint knocks on the door made Erik aware of that. Leaving his bedroom, Erik strolls to the door, opening it to find Zalika standing before him in a T-shirt dress, some sandals, and her kinky afro picked out and full. Her lips are painted a matte brown and when she smiles her white teeth almost blinded him. He could smell the coconut oil on her skin and she wasn’t even up under his nose yet. 
“Don’t be shy,” Erik held the door open further, “I won’t bite unless you want me to.”
“We’ll see about that,” She steps inside, looking around the spacious luxury apartment before turning back to Erik for direction, “It’s nice...looks like a bachelor pad...where’s your room?”
“So damn eager...you don’t want anything to drink?” Erik leads the way further into the apartment, “We got water, apple juice, papaya juice, something stronger…”
“I’m good for now, I’m gonna need it after we...you know…” she giggles, looking down at her toes.
“Fuck. Yeah, you gon’ need that,” Erik grabs Zalika’s soft hand, “Let’s go, ma-
“Where is M’Baku?” She asked with a hushed tone.
“Shh,” Erik says with a finger to his mouth. He points to M’Baku’s bedroom with his thumb while they walked to his room, “He’s in there...you wanna say hi or something? You’re here for me, remember?”
“Yeah, I know, it’s just...he’ll hear us…” Zalika stood rooted to the spot in front of M’Baku’s door.
“Yeah, I don’t give a fuck about that shit. I told him we can make it a threesome thing but he wasn’t with it, that’s his loss,” Erik pulls on Zalika’s hand, making her move, “Nah, let’s go, you got some making up to do with all that teasing shit.” 
“Threesome?” Zalika says with an elevated tone, “You would like that?”
“We’ve done it before, ain’t no problem with me.”
Erik pushes his bedroom door open with his shoulder, turning to grab both of Zalika’s hands. He finally had her in his bedroom. All of that freaky shit she said she could do he wanted to see it for himself. Zalika took a seat on Erik’s bed, her feet slipping out of her sandals before laying back against his bed. She placed her keys and her shoulder bag to the side, her eager eyes studying Erik’s bedroom. 
“Get comfortable, you know, but ass naked,” Erik says while removing his own clothing, “and spread your thighs for me too...remember you told me how you like that puss licked?”
“From the back,” Zalika spoke breathlessly while lifting her T-shirt dress up and above her head. She then takes off her bra and panties, dropping those to the floor as well before laying back, titties spreading to the side from how heavy they are, smoothing her hands down her petite waistline before bringing her thighs up and out. The sound of her pussy lips spreading is what caught Erik’s attention first. 
“That puss is just waiting for my tongue...it’s even prettier in person.”
“Let’s see what that tongue can do,” Zalika spreads her plump pussy lips for Erik to see, “Come and taste me, daddy.”
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M’Baku was in the middle of dozing off with his Beats headphones on and a Wakandan rap artist named SS1CASH’s music playing. Something, maybe a small voice inside of his head told him to wake up. M’Baku removes his headphones, placing them on his bed before stretching his large, thickset arms above his head, one hand coming down to scratch the tight, 4C coils on his head. He didn’t have anywhere to be the next day since it was a Saturday so M’Baku decides to pull an all-nighter to grade the English papers that are piled high on his desk. 
Swinging his weighty legs over his king sized bed, M’Baku stands, grabbing his glasses before walking to his bedroom door. He felt parched and needed some papaya juice to hydrate himself. On his way out, M’Baku hears a soft, feminine moan from down the hall. Pausing, M’Baku waits for the lovely sound to grace his ears again. Please, don’t let it be who I think it is, he thought. As if reading his thoughts, the same, pleasure-filled sound fills the darkened hallway again and before M’Baku could stop himself he is walking towards Erik’s door. 
Of course it has to be Zalika. That moan sounded too familiar and the way it has his almighty girthy dick stiff and compressed in his briefs it had to be his Zalika. What was he doing to her at this precise moment that has her gasping and moaning with such blissful surprise that she can’t believe her body is reacting the way it is? At Erik’s door, M’Baku’s large hand grabs the satin nickel door knob, twisting it quietly before pushing it open enough so he could peek inside. The sound of her moans intensified, M’Baku’s brown eyes widening when they fell upon the nasty sight before him.
Zalika is fully naked and riding Erik’s face on his bed, her wide ass bouncing, grinding her pussy on his open mouth. Each time Zalika’s cheeks would spread from her continuous ass popping her pink slit and puffy, chocolate outer lips would grace his eyes. Erik’s tongue was flat and thick, licking up and down her pussy while his hands rubbed the back of Zalika’s thighs and occasionally went up to give her generous cheeks a slap. Yes, yes, yes fell from Zalika’s mouth with her head towards the ceiling. She was loving that tongue, her body visibly shaking. 
M’Baku’s dick was ready to fucking bust. Staring at it, his girthy dick was pointed straight out, the tip of his dick peeking through the opening of his briefs. He wanted to yank Erik’s vertebrae through his throat at first but the more he watched the more he concluded that seeing his best friend tongue fuck and slurp all over Zalika’s beautiful puss has him horny and ready to join. He wanted a taste of her now, especially that puckered ass hole. He dreamed of training her tight ass to fit his thickness knowing that it will be too much for her. It wasn’t M’Baku’s first time seeing Erik in his naked grandeur. Erik’s chiseled hips were pumping the air like there was a pussy situated over his dick for him to sink into. 
“What a yummy, puffy pussy, ma,” Erik says with his voice much deeper, “Mmm I’d suck on this pussy all fucking day,” he goes back to devouring Zalika like pussy is his favorite meal. It’s M’Baku’s favorite meal too. All that cream just leaking on Erik’s tongue. Her pussy is nice and bald, plump, and juicy. What a beautiful picture of a beautiful body piece. M’Baku would love to put a lip lock on her and snatch. 
“Unh, Erik right there, Unh, yes Erik right fucking there, daddy, fuck,” Zalika lets out ragged breaths, “daddy keep doing that I’m gonna cum.”
That’s what made M’Baku approach the both of them within long strides, grabbing a fist full of Zalika’s kinky afro, extending her he’d back so far her eyes widened with fear, she couldn’t see him correctly because of the position so her eyes looked towards her peripheral, that same strong, masculine scent crowding her like it always did in class. Erik notices the change in Zalika’s movements, lifting his face from between her legs to find M’Baku yoking her up by her hair, so close to her face with fury that Zalika was whimpering. Erik didn’t say anything, didn’t care to be honest. He simply takes three fingers, slipping them inside of Zalika’s pussy and starts finger popping her pussy. 
“Baku...Unh shit, Erik...Baku, daddy,” M’Baku wasn’t sure who she was calling daddy at the moment since Erik was curling his fat fingers inside of her, “Baku, I’m sorry-
“It’s too late for that, girl...I already caught you riding my best friends tongue...no need to lie about how it felt...I know it felt good,” M’Baku glances over at Erik, locking eyes with his friend before both of them share identical sly smirks, “Keep going, Erik, dig deep and don’t let up until she’s cumming hard.”
“Erik-
“Since you’re here, bro, why don’t you fill that mouth up...she said her throat was sore let’s see if it’s still like that,” Erik spoke harshly, “ooookayyyy, that pussy got a nice grip,” Erik’s free hand comes down to slap her ass.
M’Baku pulls his briefs off, grabbing his chocolate dick in one hand, tapping Zalika’s lips with it, “You are amazingly talented, why don’t you show Erik how you suck dick, hmm?” M’Baku rubs his dick against Zalika’s lips, “come on, girl, suck your master.” 
“Damn,” Erik strains his neck to watch Zalika take M’Baku in with difficulty, “She is trying her hardest to fit them big lips around your dick...too much dick, Zalika?”
“Damn it!!” M’Baku says through clenched teeth, “Fucking pro,” M’Baku grabs both sides of her head, “THATS it girl, you are special, love, so special.” 
Hrgurrk!!!” She gags, trying her absolute best to fill her mouth up with M’Baku’s dick but there is no use, this man’s dick is inhuman. All that Wakandan strength he’s yielding in his dick...her throat is no match. Erik pulls his fingers out to rub Zalika’s clit, his eyes envious of M’Baku being slobbered on. 
“Do that shit bitch! I need that shit right there,” Erik says while rubbing his drenched fingers all over her pussy, “she the real deal, Baku let me get some of that.”
“Here,” M’Baku pulls his dick out of Zalika’s mouth, watching her exhale, “Come fuck her throat up.”
Erik sucks Zalika’s mess from his fingers before trading places with M’Baku, eagerly grabbing his long and girthy dick up. M’Baku gets down on his knees behind Zalika, dick in one hand while the other one grabs one of her ass cheeks firmly, spreading her nice and wide so that he could rub his thick tongue from her pussy to her ass and back. The mess Erik created has M’Baku growling before he buries his face in her pussy. He couldn’t help but to leave a trail of sucks continuously. 
Erik has Zalika’s hair in his hand, moving her head up and down his dick, “Damn, you dangerous with that tongue...that’s a bad bitch,” Erik drags his bottom lip between his teeth, “I love how she sucks dick, got my dick throbbing in her mouth.” 
“The best, right?” M’Baku says between licks, “makes you want to abuse her little throat.”
Zalika’s lips slips off of Erik’s dick with a loud pop, “Umph!!! Baku oh my God,” She jerks Erik’s drool covered dick while looking back at M’Baku, “Daddy suck on my pussy like that, yessssss-
“Aye, pay attention,” Erik turns Zalika’s head around, “Nope, don’t touch my big dick with hands, ma. Mouth, tongue, and throat only, fuck is wrong with you.”
“Yes, daddy, Umph, fuck,” Zalika started sucking with no hands but stops again when M’Baku starts tongue-fucking her ass, “Ooooooo-
“Bitch, you got my dick in front of your face you better come suck this,” Erik orders while yanking her hair, “UH-HUH, fuck yeah,” Erik’s eyes were dark on her, “And don’t let my cum drip down my dick. You better clean up every single drop.” 
“Mhm,” Zalika focused on the dick currently stretching her throat out while grinding her pussy on M’Baku’s tongue. He was right on her clit and each time he sucked Zalika’s body would clench up. She was getting closer and closer while Erik’s balls slapped her chin. 
“I know you wanna cum, girl, cum on daddy’s tongue, baby,” M’Baku spoke into her pussy before wrapping his lips around her clit again. 
“Damn, I’ma fuck you good, Zalika,” Erik could feel his balls growing tighter, a tingling sensation forming, “Ima make you cum all over this dick, ma, fuckkkkk!” 
Erik’s hips began to move faster and faster and faster until he buried his dick down her throat, his thick, tasty cum filling her mouth up. Zalika locked eyes with him while swallowing his nut.
“That’s that nut you’ve been dying to taste, drink it up, ma,” Erik says while focusing on Zalika sucking his dick softly, “You tryna get more?”
Zalika pops her lips off of the tip of his dick, “yeah.”
“Ain’t no more right now you sucked a nigga dry...you plan on giving M’Baku some good suckie-suckie too?”
“Mhm,” Zalika says before bringing her lips down to suck on his balls.
“Damn. Never forget the balls baby,” Erik whispers while jerking his dick.
“Fuck!!!” Zalika shouts, her body shaking from cumming on M’Baku’s tongue, “YES DADDY YES!!”
Erik reaches behind her to slap her ass while M’Baku continues to suck all the cum out of her pussy. Erik couldn’t help but to walk around to see what M’Baku was doing. He has his lips on her clit, sucking slowly, savoring in her sweet taste. Erik leans over, spreading both of Zalika’s ass cheeks before spitting on her ass hole. He takes his finger, bringing it to her ass to rub it. 
“Damn, I can tell you play in this ass girl…my type of woman...super thick and creamy,” Erik sticks his finger in her ass, “You gon’ let me dig in this ass real good?”
“She better,” M’Baku says, his face finally from between her legs and covered in her juices, “I’m fucking that ass too.” 
“It’s your lucky day, baby girl, turn around,” Erik says, watching a weak Zalika flip over onto her back, “There you go, I’m getting in this pussy-
“Fuck!!!” Zalika tries to push at Erik, “Daddy it’s in my stomach that dick is so big!”
M’Baku is walking to stand by Zalika’s face, jerking his dick, “It’s okay, entle, suck my dick.”
“Unh,” Zalika grabs M’Baku’s dick, “This is going inside of my pussy too daddy? This big ass dick?”
“Where ever you want it, I’ll put it, baby,” M’Baku hisses when Her juicy lips wrapped around his girth, “Fuck, mmmm.”
Erik has Zalika’s legs thrown over his shoulders, his hips expertly snapping into hers while grinding them. He couldn’t keep his eyes off of Zalika’s pussy creaming all over him. Her fat pussy fit snugly around him and the more he digs deep the more he wants to fill her pussy up with his cum. That pussy is gripping his dick something serious making his eyes roll. 
“Pussy good, girl,” Erik says between breaths, “got me digging deep baby, so deep...uhmmmm, this pussy is so wet,” Erik pulls his dick out all the way to the tip, “nasty bitch, suck that dick while I fuck this pretty pussy.”
“Dig deeper,” M’Baku says while grabbing her legs, pulling them back, “That’s better, see? She’s opened up a lot more now, fuck her hard, brother.”
“Like this,” Erik leans over her body into a push up position, giving it to Zalika so hard and with long strokes that she takes M’Baku’s dick out of her mouth, hand barely able to grasp it, while staring at Erik with a crease in her brow and low eyes. He kept that same stroke, hips snapping into her and his dick hitting the back of her pussy.
“Fuck,” she says softly, unable to control the tears that fell from her eyes and rolled into her hairline, “fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.” 
“Look at that yummy pussy taking that dick,” M’Baku was fascinated, “Uhmm, make her pussy cum.” 
“Ima make this pussy cum,” Erik repeated.
“Fuck my pussy good, daddy, please, oh my god,” Zalika was in a trance staring at M’Baku’s vast dick in her face and Erik’s dick that is just as whopping digging deep in her pussy. He was aiming for her to feel it push up against her cervix. Her toes curled back so hard it hurt and she would surely have cramps in her toes by tomorrow. 
“Daddy get this pussy, Baku,” Zalika wiggles her tongue, “Slap that fat ass dick on my tongue.”
“Nasty little bitch,” M’Baku bends his knees a little because of his height to slap Zalika’s tongue with his dick. 
Zalika slurps on M’baku’s tip while watching Erik have a blast in her pussy, “Pussy good? Is she good, daddy? Huh? Make your pussy cum.” 
Zalika was on fire, talking shit while taking dick. Her pussy has a mad grip on Erik’s dick. 
“Love to hear a girl talk nasty when I beat it up,” Erik says while rubbing her clit while stroking her pussy.
“Mmmm I wanna fuck her so bad...she’s taking that dick so good,” M’Baku was longing to split Zalika’s pussy in half. 
“I can’t wait to fill this ass up,” Erik spoke with a hushed tone. Sweat poured from his body and it smelled just like the cocoa butter he applied to his skin after he showered. 
“Look at your face, that’s all you need, Zalika, dick all the time,” M’Baku strokes her hair while she sucked the tip of his dick.
“I’d love that,” She says before gasping, “Ima squirt on your dick Erik,” She could hear her pussy making even louder wet sounds now, “it’s coming, daddy, Ima squirt on your dick!”
While Erik was killing her pussy, Zalika acted like the hype man pumping his head up and spewing nasty talk after nasty talk to make her squirt. Erik watched with rapid attention while colorless fluid splashed from Zalika’s pussy while he continued to fuck her. The grip she had on him almost made him cum. Erik pulls out, slapping his dick on her pussy before trading places with M’Baku. 
“Let me,” M’Baku says, being a gentleman and lifting Zalika up to straddle him. With one bulky arm around her waist to lock her down, M’Baku uses his other hand to line his dick up with her pussy. 
“Shit, Baku,” Zalika clenched up when she felt M’Baku trying to get the tip of his dick in, “this big black dick,” Zalika hisses, “oooooo, fuck that’s a big dick, baby...ouch-ouch...daddyyyy.” 
“I know I’m too thick...it will fit, girl, you just gotta let me in,” M’Baku whispers to her, “Why don’t you suck your mess off of Erik while I work this pussy on my dick, hmm?”
“Okay,” Zalika grabs Erik’s creamy dick, going straight to sucking her cum off while keeping eye contact with him. Her taste and Erik’s sexy eyes did distract her enough to let M’Baku slip his dick in. She froze with a mouth full of dick, her hips suspended in the air. 
“Nah, get some more of that dick,” Erik says, slapping her ass, “come on, girl throw that pussy back.” 
“Fuck,” Zalika tries to but she was so wide open it was too much, “Daddy’s dick is so big in my little pussy.”
“Remember how you said you would take me? Show me how you would take me…” M’Baku has both of his hands on her hips, “It’s just my dick, girl...imagine if Erik was in your ass? You would really be crying then.” 
“I’m about to get in that ass now,” Erik says while reaching behind Zalika to stick his finger in her ass again, “Ima put my dick balls deep in this tight ass.” 
“Erik, no,” Zalika looks at him with puppy dog eyes, “Daddy not my ass.”
“I like how you play like you don’t want it,” Erik positions himself behind Zalika, crouching down so he could line his dick up with her ass, “remember you said you wanted me to make this ass a gaping, cum-filled hole?”
“Yes,” She says with a weak voice. Erik could see her ass hole clenching and it made him smile. 
“Hurry up, Erik, I’m ready to fuck her,” M’Baku says impatiently. Erik leans over Zalika’s body with all of his strength keeping him up before grabbing his dick in one hand, pushing it inside of her ass slowly. Zalika’s face was priceless. She felt like the wind had been knocked out of her. He pushed in and her ass hole sucked him inside so swiftly she didn't see it coming. Erik felt good in her ass. Tight, thick, and smooth. When he pulled out to thrust back in, Zalika moaned, looking back at Erik, silently telling him to do that again.
“That thick ass dick,” Zalika’s eyes rolled shut. She was just getting used to Erik’s dick in her ass but M’Baku thrusting upward into her pussy has her feeling full. She turned around to look at him with wide eyes, moans stuck in her throat while this giant of a man started thrusting his hips upward. His dick went in and out, in and out, stretching her pussy to his girth. She could hear her pussy making noises around his dick, she could see the longing in M’Baku’s eyes. 
“Oh my goodness, Baku,” Zalika grabs his shoulders, “Baku it’s so big… ooooo, Erik,” Zalika couldn’t forget the way Erik was tearing her ass up, “Daddy,” She says to Erik, “Daddy,” she says to M’Baku. She was being double penetrated and it felt so damn good. 
“Ass is gripping the fuck out of my dick, FUCK,” Erik rubs his hands up Zalika’s spine, “I love this tight ass.”
Erik slips out of her ass, spreading her cheeks so he could see how wide open she is. The cum on his dick from fucking her pussy helped to lubricate his dick so he could fuck her ass. He went right back inside while watching M’Baku pull her down over his dick. 
“BAKU! ERIK! YES!!” She shouts, “Make me cum!! I want to cum!!”
Zalika never had an anal orgasm before but she could feel herself ready to explode through both openings. She could feel the same tingling each time Erik fucked her ass. M’Baku was all up in her pussy with so much excitement his balls would slap her ass.
“Give me that pussy, girl,” He would say, “Daddy will make you cum on this dick,” He growled, “I’m stretching your little pussy out, baby.” 
“Yes, I’m cumming!!!” 
Zalika was trapped between two men so no matter how powerful her orgasm is she couldn’t move or run away. Tears burst from her eyes and she felt her ass growing tighter around Erik’s dick just like her pussy around M’Baku’s dick. 
“AHHH SHIT!!!!!” Erik says, pumping a few more times before erupting deeply inside of her ass. He came harder than ever from anal and she was begging for more. 
M’Baku hooks his arms under her knees, lifting Zalika up and down his dick. This man was bringing her body up in the air and slamming her down on his dick. 
“Yeah, Baku, give her that dick, fuck her up,” Erik says while stroking his dick. He could feel it growing harder and harder in his hand, “Damn, bro, you got her pussy creaming heavy.”
“Fuck, Baku Ima cum, mmmm, Baku yes!!!!”
Zalika was cumming all over M’Baku and he didn’t stop fucking her until she stopped cumming. When she was drained, M’Baku pulled her into a kiss before lifting her off of him, trading places with Erik while he fucked her ass. Thanks to Erik, Zalika is nice and stretched, giving M’Baku easier access. M’Baku lifts from the bed, grabbing some lube from Erik’s dresser, applying some to his dick before putting it back, kneeling behind Zalika. Erik has Zalika sucking his dick like it was her favorite thing in the whole wide world. 
“BAKU!!!!!” Zalika almost pushes away from him but he holds her hips down firmly while he fits his dick inside of her. He cursed in Xhosa with more and more of himself sinking inside of her. 
“Tight ass butt, give her that dick, bro, make her feel that shit.” Erik encourages M’Baku while Zalika sucks his dick. 
M’Baku was ready to cum already but he held it in as best as he could. Zalika was throwing her ass back on M’Baku and he was meeting her thrust for thrust.
“Yes, girl, that’s daddy’s little slut, this ass is tight on you, fuck,” M’Baku grunts, “Mmmm, yes, get this hole filled all the time, girl.”
“All the time,” Erik moans when Zalika strokes his balls with her hand while sucking on the tip of his dick, “You taste yourself on my dick? Taste good?”
“Mhm,” Zalika says while slurping on Erik’s dick.
“She is well trained,” M’Baku says while digging in her ass, “this is how I told you I would use you, entle, destroy your asshole without mercy...pound you until you cum then pound you again.” 
In between Zalika’s vicious sucks Erik grabs her hair to fuck her face. Already he could feel himself getting ready to explode, “Goddamn, Zalika, Ima bust in that mouth again.”
“I’m about to cum in her ass,” M’Baku slaps her ass, “Mmmm, DAMN!!!!!” He felt that cum shoot out hard, “DAMN!! DAMN!!!”
Erik was right behind him, cumming down Zalika’s throat for the second time that evening. 
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How often was Zalika fucking Erik and M’Baku? Practically every damn day. It’s been three weeks and now they were taking turns making a cream pie in her pussy. Zalika swore she was protected with birth control. The risk of letting both of her Daddy’s cum in her pussy felt so dangerous and delicious at the same time. Just last night Erik and M’Baku fucked her in the shower, picking her up and giving it to her deep in both holes. M’Baku was in her ass first while Erik was in her pussy and then they would switch places, aiming to make her cum. 
“Big fucking dicks!” Zalika screamed to the ceiling. 
“Daddy, yes, cum in my pussy,” she would say while Erik was pounding her pussy from the back while sucking M’Baku’s dick. 
“Fuck, M’Baku, it’s so much dick in my pussy,” She would say to M’Baku while riding him reverse cowgirl.
Erik loved fucking Zalika doggy style or with her legs thrown over his shoulders. M’Baku enjoyed making her ride his dick and he especially loved fucking her in the ass. She would suck both of their dicks at the same time no matter what they were doing. They could be on the couch watching a game and Zalika would be on her knees, moving from one dick to the other. You know it’s big when you have to use both hands. She sucked both M’Baku and Erik’s dick with both hands even though Erik preferred for her to use her mouth only. M’Baku didn’t fuss too much because he knew how wide and girthy he was so he let her use whatever resources she needed. 
Zalika had plans to go see M’Baku and Erik but she was feeling funny for the past few days. She felt nauseated and fatigued and that had her taking time off from school to rest up and get some energy. She didn’t want to worry M’Baku and Erik with her problems so she told them that she would have to see them that weekend. They were both disappointed but they understood that she needed some time off. Zalika made herself some chicken noodle soup. She played with it, no appetite at all. The nausea became more and more difficult so Zalika placed her bowl on her dresser, speeding to the bathroom. The second she lifted the toilet seat up Zalika vomits in the toilet. 
She knew it was coming. It was only a matter of time. In that moment it came to her that she missed her period. She was so used to having irregular periods with taking birth control but it always came towards the end of the month. It’s been a week into the new month and she didn’t come on her cycle yet. She did feel bloated, cranky, cramps, and light spotting but it was on and off. Now, she was vomiting. Zalika flushed the toilet, walking to the sink to brush her teeth. As she scrubbed her tongue she looked at her reflection, unable to shake the uneasy feeling in her belly. Zalika knew what she had to do, there was no reason to avoid it. After brushing her teeth and using mouthwash, Zalika walked back to her bedroom to put on some sweats and a pair of sneakers. 
She grabs her keys and wallet, grabbing her keys to leave. There is a CVS about a mile up the road in a shopping center. In her car, Zalika’s conscious kept telling her that she couldn’t be pregnant, not with birth control. The closer she got to CVS, the more she couldn’t accept it. Sure, having M’Baku or Erik as a baby father is wonderful when you think about it but she was still in school, no career, and what if one of them didn’t want the baby? What if they cut ties with her and she was left on her own to take care of a child? If she is pregnant, Zalika will keep the baby, there is doubt about that. But it will be hard. 
Zalika grabs two tests from the shelf, deciding to do self-checkout instead since there was such a long line. Zalika was out the door in under five minutes. On her way back home so she could get it over with and face the inevitable. Back at home, she undressed, standing in her bathroom with her phone on the sink for a timer. She could see two texts from Erik and M’Baku on her lock screen.
Daddy Erik: Awww, I can’t see my baby today, now I gotta take care of myself.
Daddy M’Baku: I hope everything is alright. This dick will miss you girl.
Zalika opens the first test. She pees on the test, sitting it down on the sink before wiping and flushing. While washing her hands, Zalika waits the amount of time needed before grabbing the test quickly, anxious to see what it says. 
Positive
“No fucking way,” Zalika says with a shake of her head before grabbing up the second test, “Let’s be sure….”
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“Zalika,” Erik says with a lopsided grin on his face. He’s wearing an Under Armor top with some drawstring shorts and socks on his feet, “I thought you weren’t coming to see us today? What changed your mind, gorgeous?”
“We have to talk,” Zalika says with a solemn expression.
“Aight...come in,” Erik gave Zalika a weird look before closing the door behind her, “Are you cutting ties with me?”
“I need to talk with you and M’Baku, Erik,” she says, “where is he?”
“Kitchen making something to eat, Baku!” Erik calls for him, his eyes never leaving Zalika’s, “Is it bad? You look like you wanna cry.”
“What’s going on,” M’Baku’s deep voice startled her. He softened when he saw Zalika, his little slut, “Ah, so she comes back for more,” M’Baku walks up to her, kissing her lips, “Are you hungry? I’m making oxtail stew, Erik’s recipe.”
“Not right now...we really need to talk...all three of us.”
“Shit,” M’Baku says before sharing a look with Erik, “Well, let’s sit on the balcony.” 
M’Baku leads the way towards the balcony, turning on the light so they wouldn’t be sitting in darkness. There is a long patio chair with two small ones and a few Aloe Vera plants. Zalika takes a seat between Erik and M’Baku, both of them watching her attentively. Zalika began fidgeting, looking down into her lap. 
“Zalika, baby, what’s wrong?” Erik says, scooting closer, “You got me and Baku over here worried.”
“If it's something we did, you can tell us both,” M’Baku says while gently squeezing her shoulder. 
“Okay,” Zalika exhales, “Uhm...I’m pregnant.” 
Silence. 
“I’m pregnant,” she repeated. 
Both men looked at each other again. Erik looked at nothing in particular while M’Baku’s expression hardened. 
“When did you find out?” Erik asks.
“Today...I missed my period and I’ve been feeling sick, weak,” Zalika glances at M’Baku, “I took two tests, they were both positive.”
“Zalika...this is serious...what will you do?” M’Baku grabs for her hand, “I’m with you in whatever decision you make.”
“I want to keep the baby...but I don’t know which one of you could be the father,” She spoke timidly, “You both came inside of me…”
“That’s the dilemma,” M’Baku sighs, “Well, if it is my child, I will take care of it...take care of you.”
Zalika shudders when M’Baku’s hand pressed into her belly. 
“I hope that it is mine,” He spoke with a whisper. That alone made Zalika’s nipples erect. They were a little sore as well but she couldn’t help feeling so turned on by M’Baku’s words.
“It could be mine,” Erik says, “and I’ll make sure my baby is provided for just like her mama,” Erik leans in, kissing Zalika’s cheek. His soft, plump lips against her cheek made her gasp. Erik’s hand joined M’Baku’s on her belly, both men sharing a look, before staring at Zalika. 
“M’Baku...what if it’s Erik’s...how would you feel?”
M’Baku’s jaw clenched. He wanted to believe that it was his seed growing inside of her womb. If Erik’s cum made that happen he would be happy for his best friend but at the same time it could have been his. 
“I would support my friend...but I won’t lie...I want the baby to be mine.” 
“Hmm,” Erik hums, a brow raised at his friend, “You sure you won’t go full gorilla mode on me?” 
M’Baku gave Erik a challenging look. He knows that the Jabari courses through M’Baku’s veins. Very possessive. He practically imprinted on Zalika. 
“Then how would you feel if my baby is what’s making her hips spread and breasts leak milk?” 
Erik licks his lips, one of his eyes twitching faintly. 
“Ah, So we have a challenge,” M’Baku grabs Zalika’s chin, “We will see in nine months.”
“...okay,” Zalika stares at M’Baku’s lips. 
“3 months, right? Until we find out about the sex of the baby?” Erik asks. 
“Yeah, about 14 weeks.” 
“I’ll be right there by your side, baby girl,” Erik kisses her neck, “Right by your side the entire time.
“And I will be by your bedside whenever you need me,” M’Baku says, taking charge and kissing her lips. 
“Come stay with us, Zalika,” Erik takes it up a notch, trailing his hands up to grope her breast, “That way, you’ll be with us the entire time.”
“The lease will be up on my apartment in another few weeks,” Zalika bites her lip when Erik’s thumb tweaks her nipple, “I could do that...are you guys sure?”
“Of course,” M’Baku reassures her, “You are most welcome.” 
Zalika was in heaven. She thought up so many different scenarios of how this would play out. Erik and M’Baku would argue, M’Baku would get upset at her for sleeping with Erik, Erik getting upset with her for sleeping with M’Baku, or both men calling her delusional, telling her to leave. None of those things happened. They were both comforting and accepting of what was happening between the three of them. The only problem would be the competition but that could be dealt with. M’Baku and Erik are now taking turns kissing Zalika, pulling on her clothes. This will be an everyday thing. They will want her pregnant pussy and she will give it to them. 
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Omg mod pomme if you are able maybe a part 2 for Villian Iida. Maybe where shes been captured by him for a while and has developed Stockholm syndrome (please feel free to right it as you want you have full freedom its only a suggestion) :D
For some reason, I’m not a huge fan of Stockholm syndrome in fics. Maybe because it usually insinuates a large amount of time has passed? I went a slight different route, but either way, I think you’ll like it!
Continuation of this.
Also, mild inspiration taken from this. (WARNING: Some may consider this NSFW, but there is no nudity. Either way, be advised of some sexy Iida!)
-Mod Pomme 🍒 
You had been here for a week. An entire week. 
“Here” was actually a small mansion, which you assumed he lived in alone, as you had never seen anyone else staying here. He had a few lackeys that you would see daily, but mostly to report things to him, and leave, conversations you were rarely a part of.
He hadn’t hurt you, luckily, but it made it all the harder to pin down why exactly he kept you around. You had seen reports of the villain Ingenium killing people in his heists, so why not just dispose of you when you had gotten to the mansion? Was he keeping you as leverage in the case that heroes ever found him? You had even gone so far as to ask him, you were met with his usual answer to questions he didn’t care to answer.
“Hmmm, who knows? Certainly not you.” He had said with a laugh, and gave you a soft pat on the head.
That was another thing. He kept you as some sort of pet. He would always make you sit on his lap so he could stroke your hair, like a cat or something. It was unnerving. He had even gone so far to have a motherfucking tracker implanted in your back, near the shoulder so you could never reach it to carve it out. Not without seriously maiming yourself in the process, at least.
You were just lucky that he hadn’t decided to get you a collar.
He was “kind” enough to help you pass the time by giving you the title of his personal assistant, which was really just another way of keeping you by his side. Apparently, he was a son of the man who owned the Iida company, and a high-standing business man. You didn’t recognize the name of the company, and you figured it was just because you weren’t into business. That explained the mansion, at least. Either way, why give you the position of his personal assistant? There was way too much risk in that, you could very easily escape, or tell someone of what he was doing.
He had brought you to the office one day, when you decided to try and make an escape. You had watched carefully to measure how much he kept an eye on you, how much freedoms he would give you. You mostly stayed in his office, but he occasionally brought you to meetings, always letting you know before hand that if you made a scene, he would make it very unpleasant for you.
Which is where you were now, sat by him in a meeting of stocks or something. He was very obviously bored, but still listening attentively to the important information. This was your chance to make an escape while he was stuck here. He wouldn’t leave a meeting just to come find you if you happened to disappear, not wanting others to become suspicious. So you leaned over to him, whispering going unnoticed by the other businessmen under the chattering of the speaker giving the presentation.
“Iida, I need some water.” 
“Then go get some water.” He had replied nonchalantly, as though you weren’t being held captive by him at all times.
So you stood, creeping out of the room, not taking the moment to be shocked that he let you go by yourself so easily. You began your trek to find an exit, eventually finding what looked like an elevator. You pressed the button repeatedly, hurried to find your escape before Iida noticed how long you were taking.
You heard the telltale ‘ding’ of the door opening, checking behind you as you stepped to enter the elevator, only to be met with a solid wall of muscle. You looked up, eyes meeting the face of what looked like a security guard. Fuck.
“U-Uhm, excuse me, sir–” You started, ready to step to the side of him when he grabbed you by the shoulder. “Hey!” You yelped as he spun you around, holding you by the arm as he escorted you back to Iida’s office, throwing you through the doorway of the room and shutting the door behind you. 
You heard the click of a lock, and cursed. 
“Would you like to tell me where you thought you were going?” You heard Iida’s stern voice call from his desk, your head whipping to witness him seated comfortably in his chair.
For some reason, it was his casual position, legs propped up on his desk as he played with a stress ball of some sort. You snapped.
“You know where I was going, you maniac!” You yelled at him, anger levels rising by the second. “I was going to get out of here, and away from you! You’re keeping me here like some sort of– Some sort of pet! I’m a human person! And you act like you didn’t kidnap me a week ago, and like you haven’t been keeping me ever since!”
Your mind vaguely registered him standing, but you didn’t care enough to stop.
“I’m not your cat! I’m not your assistant! I don’t want to be your anything! Why can’t you just…” You huffed, anger turning into sadness as looked to the ground, your captor approached you, only a half of a foot away now. “Just let me go.” You struggled to keep tears from your eyes, but you were so scared. You wanted to go home.
You felt his hand on the back of your neck, and you frozen in fear, looking up at him. He had a smile on his face, but his eyes were cold as they looked down at you, causing you to shiver.
“(Name).” He said simply and quietly, fingers coming around your neck and stilling there. Not enough to hinder your breathing, just enough to remind you that you were not in charge here. “I think you understand why I can’t just let you go. You’ve seen my face. Not to mention,” He leaned down to you, smiling a little more brightly. “You’re just so damn adorable, it’s hard to imagine letting you go.”
Damn, this guy really was crazy.
“I mean, you were cute at first, yes, but I was still planning on kill you once you were no longer useful. But during those first days, something about you made me want to keep you. Now, its like that feeling you get when holding a small animal. How you want to pet it and treat it softly one moment, and then you want to crush it between your fingers the next.” He demonstrated with his hands, loosely interlocked at first, and then tightly clenched together. “Don’t you get that feeling?” 
You stared at him in terror.
“Ah, well I suppose it doesn’t matter if you did.” He shrugged, then began to remove his suit coat. “Anyhow, you’ve been a terribly bad girl today,” His comment broke you out of your terrified reverie, and you took a step away from him. “I mean, running away like that, not to mention you treated me like a fool. You think I’m dumb enough just to let you go off by yourself like that? How insulting.” He rolled up the sleeves to his white dress shirt and grabbed your wrist.
“I’m afraid you’ll have to be punished.”
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Heyo~ Can I get a request where MC is being hit on by another guy and MC is too shy to handle these kind of things so she keeps going like "u-umm..." "well....". How would RFA react when they approach the scene?
((Hello, cutie~ We all know this will be a jealousy fest (¬‿¬) ))
-JAEHEE
They were at a coffee shop, just chatting together and having a goodtime. It was indeed considered a date by both of them, but it felt socomfortable, nothing like awkward first dates.
“Wait a minute, I gotta go to the restroom.” Jaehee said, standing upand walking out of MC’s sight. She looked at her phone and took a sip from hercoffee. A random guy sat on Jaehee’s chair and smirked at her. “What’s up,cutie? I see you’re alone here and honestly I’d love to join you. A pretty ladyshouldn’t be alone in any circumstance.” He said.
MC started stuttering and blushing but only because she was feelingflustered that she didn’t knew what to do.
Jaehee walked out of the restroom and back to the table, seeing therewas someone sitting in her place. She heard how flustered and shy MC sounded bytalking to this guy, so she decided to take action. Jaehee tapped his shoulderand the stranger turned around to face her.
“Sir. Hello, if you don’t mind…this place is where I was sitting andthis is my date who you are talking to.” She said in a very polite tone ofvoice, making the guy speechless and leave them alone.
-YOOSUNG
Yoosung had invited his girlfriend to a convention, and she obviouslyagreed so he’d be happy, it was pretty fun after all.
They were walking around the place, looking at all the merch they wereselling, when a headset caught Yoosung’s eye.
“Oh, wait here, MC! I gotta ask about that headset over there! Pleasedon’t move from here.” He said, letting go off her hand and walking to thestand.
MC looked around and saw a guy coming towards her, she ignored it sinceshe thought he was probably just gonna walk by, but he didn’t.
“Hello, sweetie. I was wondering if I could get your number because Ireally think you’re beautiful and I’d love to go out with you for a cup ofcoffee or something…What do you say?” He asked.
“Oh…I…I…uuuuhm…” She started stuttering and getting tongue tied whenYoosung grabbed her hand once again and looked at the guy.
“I don’t think she can go out with you….she’s my girlfriend.” He saidkind of in an aggressive tone, yet not enough to start a fight or anything.
The guy just nodded and walked away from them while feeling Yoosung’seyes on him the whole time.
-ZEN
He had successfully starred in another play. There were a lot of peoplethere, especially a lot of fangirls making a crowd around Zen. She knew he neededtime for his fans so she decided to wait outside the theater for a while.
MC felt someone staring at her, so she looked around until she foundthis really tall guy looking at her and made her blush a bit because of the smilehe gave her. She wanted to seem as she didn’t see him but he ended approachingher.
“Hello, pretty lady.” The guy grabbed her hand and kissed the top of it,which made MC take a step back. “I don’t mean to scare you…I just want to getto know you, because you seem to caught my eye. You might be the prettiest girlI’ve ever seen.” He said.
MC blushed and opened her mouth to say something but nothing came out ofher mouth.
Suddenly someone came behind MC and gave her a back hug which surprised herbut she managed to recognize the way they held her.
“That’s nice of you to say, man. I’m pretty yes, but I’m not a girl.” Zensaid, kind of in a sarcastic and dominant way.
“Oh…I’m sorry…is this your girlfriend?” The guy asked awkwardly.
“Yes, she is and if you’ll excuse us, we gotta go celebrate thisbeautiful night by going to a restaurant.” Zen grabbed MC’s hand and walkedwith her to leave.
-JUMIN
Juminand MC were in a special anniversary vacation at the beach. The swimwear shehad was revealing and sexy but Jumin liked it just for himself to enjoy,although he didn’t expect for someone to be at the same private beach as them.
Abunch of college students hanging out around their romantic time together wasn’tquite appealing for Jumin, so he decided to go talk to them and offer somethingbetter.
Ashe was talking to some of the guys and girls that were sitting together, acollege guy approached MC and smirked.
“Youare really hot. I like your swimwear.” He said, biting onto his lip andsmiling.
Unfortunatelyfor him, Jumin wasn’t that far apart and ended up hearing him, making his bloodboil. He turned around, grabbed MC, turned her to face him and kissed her, whichbrought her old memories. Obviously she was surprise at the sudden reaction butshe kissed him back, making all the college students cheer for them.
Theguy just walked away, not knowing what to do and Jumin and MC ended up goingback to the hotel to finish that steamy kiss they started.
-707
So after a really long session of them doing dirty things, Seven put onhis underwear, his pants and went back to work, as always. MC grabbed herpanties, and his shirt to be around the house like that since it was comfortableand they were alone anyways.
She slid her hands from his shoulders to his chest and bit onto his ear.“Do you want something to eat? I’ll cook it for you~” She whispered. Seven bithis bottom lip and nodded. “Whatever you end up cooking, bring me some…” Heanswered, trying to focus on his work eventhough MC was killing him once again.
MC walked out of the room and went to the kitchen where she foundVanderwood cleaning the dishes.
“Hello, Agent Vanderwood~” MC said, happily.
“Hello.“ He answered before turning around and accidentally dropping aglass mug because of the shock. “I…You…you have no pants on…” He stuttered.
“Oh…” MC said, remembering that tiny detail.
“Y-you look…good…” Vanderwood said, getting a little flustered. “Youhave nice legs…”
MC looked at him and looked down at her legs, not really sure of what toanswer to that. “O-oh…uhm…”
Seven came to the kitchen, and looked at Vanderwood, his eyes with a bitof lust in them. He squinted his eyes at him and stood in front of MC. “Do youwant me to use that pretty taser of yours on you?” Seven said, totally jealousof what was going on. “Go to our room and put some pants on, MC…I don’t wantAgent Vanderwood to have that look on his face anymore (¬_¬)“
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