Killmonger Imagines / Requests!

insecure Reader gets reminded of how much her husband loves her body

"Thank God thank God!!!" She shouted, "My husband!"

"Calm down ma'am. What seems to be the problem?"

"Uh...he's in our bedroom, inside..."

She had an embarrassing look on her face. The sound of the fire truck arriving caused Erik to turn his head towards that direction.

"What's your name?"

"Kelly." She says with a shaky voice.

"My name is Erik, this is Matt...we have to get inside to your husband. Can you lead the way?" Erik says urgently.

"Yes, yes of course," She waved them towards the home, Erik and the rest of the EMT's following behind. Entering the neat home, Erik followed the wife up the spiral staircase. The more they climbed, Erik could make out the sound of Marvin Gaye's sexual healing. Erik didn't know what the hell he was about to walk into but from the way, this woman looked it was sure to be a surprise. Pushing open double doors, the music grew louder and what stood before Erik's eyes shocked him. He needed to keep his cool but how could he when he stepped into a home version of a sex shop. The walls were painted royal purple and there are shelves filled with sex toys and BDSM toys. The bed was round and draped in black velvet. Directly in the center, tied up with a ball gag between his lips, wrists, and ankles strapped down with leather restraints and a leather thong on is her husband. He was crying hysterically, limbs shaking,

"PLEASE!" She cried out, pointed to his dick that looked swollen and crooked.

"Ma'am...what happened?"

The rest of the EMTs went to untie the man, asking if he was alright and where the pain was.

"We were having sex and I...got on top. I started bouncing on his dick while whipping him and...well...next thing I know he is shouting for me to get off of him. I think I may have broken his penis, Sir."

Erik focused on her as best as he could but the wall of dicks behind him couldn't be ignored. Turning his back, he brought the woman outside of the bedroom while the rest of the team took care of her husband. Being surrounded by all those sex toys brought his mind back to Y/N at home with her legs wide and her pussy screaming for his attention.

Goddamn.

He was trying to work. The more this woman talked about bouncing on her husband's dick the more it threw him off. He loved all of that attention that Y/N gave to him but now he couldn't concentrate. All he wanted to do was drop everything, head back to work, hop in his car, and be on his way home to handle his wife properly for making him flustered like this.

"Whenever I rode my husband this never happened! I don't understand," She sounded like she wanted to cry, a hand pressed to her forehead as if she wanted to faint.

"Why don't you get dressed and ride with us to the hospital. We're going to carry your husband out on a gurney, alright?"

"Yes Sir," She turned away from him, entering the room. Spewing out apology after apology to her husband, she flung open the closet, grabbing an Adidas tracksuit.

Apparently, her husband has a penile fracture. A rare and alarming injury that May occurred during sexual intercourse. Areas of his penis are ruptured and it will take a while to heal. This was a very interesting day and it was pushing 4:30 PM. Sitting within the EMT room, Erik's coworkers joked about the situation while his thoughts were on his wife. Running his hands down his face, he leans back in one of the chairs, flipping an empty water bottle over in his hand. It has been 4 months since he and his wife had sex. 4 long months...

"Aye, I'll be back I gotta make a quick call."

Erik excuses himself, stepping into the nearest staff restroom before locking the door behind him. Pulling out his phone, Erik dialed his wife's cell. She picked up on the third ring.