"What do you want, N'Jadaka-" "Erik." He corrected, making her smirk. "For someone who is so against the colonizers, you wear your colonized name with such pride-" "That colonized name holds more pride and honor than my birth name."

He pulls my lower half closer to his so i could FEEL just how much he ment the next part, my breath getting caught in my throat. "If i were you id take precaution" "She'll drive you right out of your mind and steal your heart" he sings grabbing a handful and squeezing,making my throat run dry the playfull look on his face turns into a dark smirk. Slowly his eyes flicker to my lips. In which her kind heart plays with his dark one like two demons in the night. Previously called 'lost boy'

He was standing so close i could feel his body heat through my thin dress his cologne clouded my mind and my senses were drowning in everything that was him. Large hand cupping my chin i think nothing of it until he pulls my bottom lip down. "Youre a long way from home...arent you sweetheart?" Or that fic where the bad guy finds someone who understands him... Somewhat

It was his nickname for you . ( post bp killmonger/reader )