MARVEL & DC IMAGINES

] be careful sweetheart 2 [

Requested: you guys asked for it

A/N: and i was so glad to deliver....even without proofreading it first but dammit i am for the people's needs.

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You've watched in silence as he took over Wakanda, planning with the council to oversee the preparations of Vibranium distribution. Each day since his victory, his confidence grew judging by how he strutted along the castle halls arrogantly. He was still winning.

You despised it all.

Especially how you don't seem to be wanting him to stop.

Everytime he'd be in the same room as you, your jaw clenches and he'd notice, smirking to himself knowing damn well he made an impression on you.

Okoye was the one who saw what seemed to be happening between you and the new king.

"I've arranged plans to get you out of the castle without any suspicion. You need to run, Y/N. Nakia will meet you. I fear you're not safe here." She said to you when you were alone in your room, putting on your Dora Milaje armor.

You turned to her, fighting to not show emotion. "No. I made a vow when I became one of you. I will stay and protect the throne even if it's from the one sitting on it."

"But who's going to protect you?"

"I can do that perfectly on my own, Okoye. You didn't teach me nothing."

She paused and looked at you with worry, but chose to say nothing else about the matter. "Be careful, Y/N. Men like him will never be content."

You watched as she walked out of the room but when she opened the door, N'jadaka was standing on the other side of it. His hands were placed on his back as he stood, the golden designs of the black panther necklace gleaming in his chest, the coat barely covering his scars.

"Get out and do your job." His voice gruff and dismissive when he talked to Okoye. You glared at him. How dare he disrespect the greatest warrior in Wakanda?

But Okoye just nodded, leaving the place with tight lips and a knowing look between you and Erik.

You tried to move past him, too, knowing you were also still Dora and have a job to do, like he said. However, his large built blocked the path and kept you trapped inside your room, with the king smirking down at you.

"Move." You said, aware that your voice might waiver if you weren't careful.

"You don't give the orders here."

"I'm not following yours anyway."

He pursed his lips, taking a step forward, the door closing behind him as he entered your room. Erik moved his finger towards his chin as if in deep thought. "Hmm." His deep voice hummed, "So why're you still here? Come on, baby girl. There's gotta be a reason why you haven't run away yet. I know you can, too. That general of yours has a plan to get you away from here.....Away from me?"

He started circling you then. You can feel his eyes raking over your body, how his stare was burning your skin. You gulped, your fists clenching at your sides. Then you felt Erik get closer from behind you, his lips suddenly next to your ear as his hard warm chest were pushed against your back.

"I'm right, aren't I?" He whispered, chuckling low to himself. He knew about the effect he had on you even without placing his hands on your body. The passionate and burning hatred that you so desperately want to release on him. The violent desire.

You gasped, finally knowing that he felt the same way towards you when he pushed his hips forward, his hard erection pressing against your ass.

"No." You said, defying him even more.