Erik Stevens x Black PlusSized ReaderReds, oranges, yellows, and browns covered the once vibrant green field. Fallen leaves from the grouping of trees that led to the vast array of pumpkins ahead awaited the duo. Children giggled happily in the distance and people they pasted chatted amongst themselves in the family-owned pumpkin patch. Both you and Erik made your way past the paying booth, holding hands as he led the way.
The sharp chill in the air definitely ignited the fall festivities. Resulting in the warm attire that you and your date sported. It'd been his idea to match, actually. Your suede brown thigh boots matched the ankle ones Erik wore, along with your olive sweater to match his turtle neck.
"You and your long ass legs. I swear.." You groaned, keeping up with Erik's long legged strides. He chuckled, slowing his pace so that you were in step with him. Pressing a kiss to the back of your hand, he apologized with amusement. "I forgive you... I guess."
He raised his eyebrows, coming to a stop at a less populated area. "You guess?" That million dollar smile began to beam as he laughed. His other hand caught yours and he pulled you closer. Smiling at the way your bright nails popped against his hand from your intertwined fingers. "Don't do me like that now, baby.. cause I ain't too proud to beg."
"As much as I'd love to see that.." You watched him lick his lips, caressing his jaw. "I'll let you slide. Buttt.. Only because I want to get a big pumpkin before they're all gone. That is why we're here, is it not?"
Letting go of his hand, you took a few steps back before turning to walk away. "Let's go, Stevens. Before all the good ones are taken." He stood where you left him for a moment, watching as you walked away. Enjoying the sway of your hips and the light scent of your perfume. "Now, Stevens." He moved at that, following you with a smirk.
You stopped at a small group of large pumpkins closer to the few bushes that occupied the field. Squatting to get a closer look at them, you knocked on the medium sized one. It wasn't impressive in any way, especially in size. You'd seen bigger. You wanted bigger. Erik had followed, looking around the biggest bush when you finally gave him a glance.
"Erik, honey?" You called to get his attention. He looked to you quickly with raised eyebrows, making you chuckle. So easily distracted. "I'm going to look at this big ones right there. Can you look at that other group over there by the little light toned ones? I want it so big that it barely fits in the car."
"So passionate.." He laughed, pulling you to him for a quick kiss on your forehead. "You're serious about this, huh?."
"Serious as a heart attack, baby. Get to it." You clapped twice and Erik laughed as he obeyed. You grinned, heading to the pumpkin you'd set your sights on. It stood out, slightly lighter than the other pure orange selections. "Ooo. Are you the one?"
Knocking against the pumpkin, you smiled at the sound it produced. It was perfect. "You're coming home with m-" The bushes a few feet from you rustled, startling you. You took a step back, looking to the spot. Softly, you heard the whisper of your name. In a sing songy tone that sent a chill down your spine. "What the fuck?"
It didn't help that no one seemed to be close to you, being that you and Erik had wandered out to the out skirts of the field. Speaking of Erik, you looked to him to see if he'd heard the voice. But he hadn't. He was crouched in front of a pumpkin, knocking against the hard exterior before shaking his head.
That voice sang from the bushes once again, rustling the leaves. It's sound was almost seducing, pulling you closer though your mind told you to do otherwise. "Who's there?" You placed one foot forward, hesitant before the other followed. A soft chuckle answered you, making you freeze. Almost as quick as it happened, you caught the flicker of something in the trees. Like when light catches something shiny, it was there and then it was gone.
The background sounds around you faded out, leaving you to only focus on the mysterious voice. "I've been waiting for you." It's soft tone drew you in. "..so.. so long. You're so beautiful.." When it began to whisper in another language, you decided you didn't wanna be alone anymore. Speaking a 'oh hell no' as you turned to leave, being met with Erik.
"Oh shit. You found one. That is a big one." Erik's voice greeted you. Making you jump from his sudden appearance. You looked at the bushes once more before you turned to him. He looked at you with a bit of worry, seeing the spooked look on your face. "Whoa. You good, baby? You look like you seen a ghost."
"I, Uh.." You fumbled your words, wondering if you should say anything about the voice. Instead, you chuckled and motioned towards the bushes. "Did you hear anything a minute ago? Like a voice or something?" Erik just looked at you with an confused look, waiting for you to clarify. "I could've sworn I heard someth- You know what? I'm tripping. I must be tired. Let's get this pumpkin and go." Shaking your head, you walked past Erik and back to the pumpkin you'd chosen.
"You sure?" He asked behind you, voice carrying with the eased wind the further you got from him. You nodded in assurance, stopping at the pumpkin to take another look at it. Replying a 'positive'. Erik nodded, though you couldn't see him. Once he'd seen you distracted and far away enough, he picked up the small voice speaker that he'd tossed into the bushes earlier.
Tossing it into the air gently and catching it, he chuckled to himself. "Let the Halloween pranks begin.."
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Golden Jaguar Redeemed
FanfictionErik (Killmonger) Stevens fics that try to redeem the jaguar of his violent tendencies in the past.