ADONIS
I followed her into the bedroom and found her gathering her things, placing them into the duffle bag. I closed the door behind me and she turned to look at me with her tear stained face. I walked over to her, reaching out to touch her and she jerked from me. "Don't" she said angrily. "Tash, don't leave like this" I said. She kissed her teeth while looking down at the floor, in an attempt to hide her tears from falling. "You've been through enough tonight" I said calmly, slowly wrapping my arms around her. She cried in my chest as I held her in my embrace.
She pulled back from my embrace, and I wiped her tears. I sat her down in the chair next to the bed, and I sat in front of her on the floor. "Tash I'm sorry. You came here for comfort and I didn't give you that respect to have peace. That's my fault." I started. I took her left hand and massaged it in my hands, "Personally, I wouldn't feel comfortable with you leaving me like this tonight. Knowing that you and my baby are out there and you're in distress, on account of the fact that I didn't listen to you when you needed me to. The fact that I didn't do what I needed to as a man to make you feel safe and valued. I don't want that call in the middle of the night, knowing that I could've changed the narrative." I explained. Natasha sighed, and stared at me with longing eyes.
"This is new for me, these feelings, realizing that I have to move different. This is more than the current situation that I'm in (Mercedes and I), and I wanna be better for us" I admitted. I rose to my feet, and hovered over her. She elevated her chin to get a better look at me. I leaned in and rested my finger under her chin and placed a soft kiss to her lips. Her response to this lead to her kissing me passionately and pulling me in closer to her. I broke the kiss and motioned for her to switch with me so that I could sit in the chair, and she could sit on my lap. Taking direction, I rested my right hand around her waist, while my left hand caressed her neck, intensifying the kiss. I could feel her tears falling against my cheeks as I massaged her back.
Natasha gave me a few small pecks before breaking the kiss. She stared at me a moment and caressed the side of my face, "That's all I ever wanted D. I just wanted to know that you were listening to me. I know that I want things done in an instant, but in reality, it doesn't work out that way" she admitted. "This is a change for me too" she continued. "I just don't wanna feel alone right now, and I owe it to myself to get closer to you and do everything that I can for this baby" she said with longing eyes. "I hear you beautiful, and I'm here for you" I said sincerely. Natasha leaned down and kissed me softly, and I could feel the calmness in her lips. If I could be quite honest, I've never felt anything sweeter than this, I had never felt a moment like this with any woman. I never knew that two individuals could reconcile and share a moment of peace like this. Makeup sex isn't always the answer, and buying gifts can't equate to feeling like this. I could only imagine the intensity of this moment if Natasha and I were naked—skin to skin.
I looked at Natasha and smirked, she raised a brow and before she could speak, I interjected, "Go take a seat in the living room and get comfortable. I got something I wanna do for you" I enticed. Natasha chuckled, "You tryna woo me Adonis?" she questioned. "I'll do whatever you want me to" I replied with a wink.
NATASHA
My body lit up internally like a Christmas tree when Adonis spoke in his usual deep baritone voice, winking at me. For the first time ever, Adonis has given me butterflies without the use of sex. I never thought we'd ever talk like adults and reconcile our differences. It's shallow to say, but I didn't think that Adonis had a caring bone in his body. Although I still think he's selfish, he's making some progress. I'm glad that he talked me down from leaving him, Lord knows I'm just not ready to face King right now.
I took off my shoes and socks and I proceeded to the living room. I took a seat on the couch and turned on the tv that hung above the fireplace. Adonis comes out shirtless in a pair of sweatpants with a cushioned stool and towel in hand.
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