Black Boys Bloom Thorns First: Volume 2 (A Black Panther Fanfic)

Black Boys Bloom Thorns First: Volume 2, Chapter 9

Things are kind of hazy
And my head's all cloudy inside
Now I've heard talk of angels
I never thought I'd have one to call mine

See you are
Just too good to be true
And I hope
This is not some kind of mirage with you

Atlantic Starr – "Am I Dreaming?"

N'Jobu picked up Erik and carried him upstairs. He left Califia back on the couch to snooze a bit as he took his son to bed. Erik was finally in a deep sleep and N'Jobu gently placed him in his crib inside their bedroom. He checked his son's diaper and made sure he was dry and rearranged the baby pillows. Stroking Erik's chin, he left him alone with the bedroom door cracked open and the baby monitor volume on high.

When he returned to the living room, he snapped on the other monitor downstairs and curled up behind Califia again. The long wide L-shaped couch was perfect for them to lie on for movies and to also sleep on. He bought it for her once he moved into the townhouse. Califia having sex with other men on the old couch didn't sit well with him. Knowing she was banging two men at once before he got her back made him feel like he had to discard the sofa and her old bed. He did it with a quickness.

With the baby upstairs there was a chance to salvage the rest of their night.

"Califia," he whispered in her ear.

He nudged her hip with his hand trying to wake her up. He lifted up the side of her dress to gaze at her ass. He rubbed on her hip more to get her to respond. His fingers traced the faint stretch marks he saw. She had some on her belly too that she rubbed sweet almond oil on every night to help fade the discolorations. He liked the way they looked on her, almost like henna markings.

"Baby," he said seeking his favorite spot on her clavicle. She finally stirred and for a moment he thought about letting her sleep. She had given up her career because he asked her to, just for the sake of their son. She gave her all to Erik, and it wasn't easy because the boy was energetic. He had a vivacious spirit and the demands of her time caring for him gave her little space for herself. Especially sleep. The last few nights he had been away from her and he knew she was exhausted from taking care of their son alone.

He pushed back from her deciding to let her be.

"Hey," she said gazing up at him with blurry eyes. She reached around her side and sat up fast.

"Where's Erik?"

"Relax. I put him upstairs."

She laid back down rubbing her eyes. The living room was warm and cozy. They would sleep there tonight he decided.

"Go back to sleep. I'm not going in to work until after twelve, so you can sleep in tomorrow," he said holding her hip.

Her eyes took him in like she hadn't seen him for a long time. There was a longing there. She bit her lip when his fingers roamed back under her dress. It had been a long time since they had been together like this. A long, long time.

Bending his head, N'Jobu snagged a hold of her lips with his. Her arms wrapped around his neck and he allowed his tongue to sweep every corner of her mouth. Breathless he stopped himself, savoring the sweet licks that she gave his bottom lip. He needed to be inside of her again.