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Chris Evans
Bend Ova - shout out to @wildaboutchrisevans for this initial club idea
You have been seeing each other for a few months now and he wants to take you somewhere special
After dinner, he pulls up to a new spot.
It’s mad inconspicuous from the outside but once you step out the car the bass hits you full force
You throw a look at him, “Did you bring me here cause I’m black?”
Grabbing you around the waist and walking you in “I brought you here so you would stop playing.”
You guys had been out before but to lounges and clubs where you weren’t completely comfortable fucking it up
Once inside your hips have a mind of their own. You had a few drinks at dinner and the bass and beats are calling you home
Chris is watching as you trying to subtly whine to the music. SMUG ass smile plastered on his face.
No one notices him because he’s famous but because he’s one of 2 white men in the whole place
You see an open booth near the back and lead him over there for some privacy
Once in the booth, he orders another drink, “You like this place.”
You love it! You lowkey popping it while waiting for these drinks
He’s just enjoying you watching and places a hand on your thigh, squeezing a little
Then the song changes and you’re transported back to dark corners in house parties hip to hip, back to front
You gotta move.
You pull Chris out of the booth to the nearest wall
It’s kinda behind the booth so no one is paying much attention
When you start to whine with the song you bend over pressing your ass directly into him in time with the music
His hands are immediately on your hips following every motion
By the time the song reaches the second hook his hands have traveled up your back and down one stays on your hips the other slides to your throat
He pulls you closer to talk directly into your ear over the music
“I knew you could dance but this is better than I imagined”
“So you’ve thought about me dancing on you?”
“That and more.” The grip on your body tightens and you’re ready to go.
“I have a favorite song but I doubt they play it tonight maybe I can play it for you later.”
“No time like the present.” He leaves some money on the table and yall are out of there.
You dance in the seat on the way home
“Save your energy babe you’re gonna need it tonight.”
Sebastian Stan
When We…
It’s a normal evening like any
Dinner had been great but there were dishes to be washed
Music makes everything easier so you connected your phone to the speaker in the kitchen
You’re dancing to your jams and don’t notice Seb is watching from the dining room
It’s not unusual for him to watch you dance
He thinks it’s cute when you got lost in the music
He gets up to join you in the kitchen, not too close just wanting to enjoy the show
The music was supposed to help you do chores but you start throwing that thang while hanging on to the sink
It’s not until the song changes and slows down
You’re rolling your hips slowly when you look over your shoulder and catch him gazing at you
“You know you can always dance with me,” you say without turning to him
He blushes. He’s never fell comfortable joining in cause he doesn’t have much rhythm
“No, no I can’t move like that.” He does that cute nervous gesture when he runs his hand through his hair
“You don’t have to do anything just come stand behind me.”
He hesitates but you coax him over with a smile
He brackets your body with his arms on the counter and stands behind you close but still not touching
You push back into him and he comes to meet you
You begin to sway back and forth, after a few passes he starts to follow
Once he’s comfortable you roll your hips back with each pass.
He gets distracted feeling you grind against him stops moving
He’s just looking down at your hips and ass moving
“You ok back there love?”
“Yeah, I just, I’m sorry.”
You’re encouraging “You’re doing great.” But you have a better idea
“Go sit down.” He gives you a questioning look but you push him back to the table and he sits.
You turn up the music and go to stand between his legs. “This way I do all the work.”
You’ve never given him a lap dance so you’re extra as fuck.
You sit that assssss on him. Leaning back to rest your head on his shoulder, rolling them hips, putting ya hands on ya knees all that.
He is watching every single movement like a sniper but he doesn’t touch you a lot
You turn around to straddle him and bring his hands to your waist. When you look at him he seems a little dazed
Then he kisses you, hard and kinda frantic
When you come up for air you’re both smiling, foreheads resting together
“I’ll finish the dishes if you give me another dance lesson.”
Anthony Mackie
Cash money records takin over for the 99 and 2000s
As soon as you hear those strings you lock eyes with him
Oh bitch it’s on
When you hear the infamous line you’re already in position
You bouncing building up to the moment that the beat drops
He takes a wide stance behind you, hands behind his back, chest out, dick pressed right up on that ass
Once the beat drops it’s a war of wills
You do not play with him
You throwing that thang hard rolling it, popping it, making it vibrate
And he is catching EVERYTHING and giving you some back
His hands are now on your hips bringing you to meet his hips
Ya basically fucking if we keeping it a stack
But you will not be shown up!
When the breakdown hits you get a second wind and sit it back on him with new vigor
He let’s go falling into the waiting arms of his homies
You do not let up ok sis?
Now two homies are holding him up cheers all around
The song fades out
High fives and claps
“Ok ok you won this round but it ain’t over by a long shot.”
“What you trying to do then?”
“Ay DJ you got Shake That Monkey?” Yall know damn well he does
Put a hump in ya back and shake ya rump
Another staredown and yall back at it
You pull out all the stops hands on the ground
One leg up
He’s keeping up
Bet she can’t wiggle like that wit a dick in her
“WHO CAN’T?” You yell confidently
He picks you up
You don’t stop popping that pussy like it’s your job
He’s bouncing you and people are cheering again in the function
When he finally puts you down he’s still holding on tight
“So round 3?”
“My place or yours?”
----- CHAPTER BREAK -----
T’Challa
Fuck with T and get some money
It’s a special day in the kingdom
You’re attending a large party in honor of the Royal family accepting their long-lost relative
There’s music, food, and your favorite dancing
You’re not familiar with all of the songs but most of the beats get you moving
You notice the king across the party
He is with his cousin, they’re laughing
It’s nice to see the king laughing since Nakia left him again
He’s moving slightly to the music, scanning the room
He sees you staring
SHIT, he saw you staring
He’s coming over
Don’t panic
“Hello Y/N. Are you enjoying yourself?”
“Yes, the music is interesting. Would you like to dance?”
“Me?” Yes, bitch. “Together?” DUHH
“My cousin has taught me some American dances.”
He takes your hand and gracefully turns you around and now your round behind is snug against de dick of deh blak pentha
He rolls his hips and your brain and body begin to communicate again
You grab his other hand and put them both above your head
The ancestors are with you as you bounce back into him following his every move
He’s leading the dance for the most part until you hear
“Don’t take it easy on him Y/N” Erik yells over the music smiling big
You don’t have to be told twice
Releasing his hands your hands go to your knees and you start to pop that pussy to the beat
Putting both hands on one knee you roll it back and down right on the downbeat
T’Challa’s hand are on your hips leaving a bruising grip but you don’t care
You throwing it back like you’re about to get a check
He’s catching it all and giving you some back
He doesn’t wanna hurt you
But you’re a big girl and decided to roll your whole body back
Right before the song ends you decide to drop it low and he follows
Before you can come back up he scoops you up (he wasn’t ready)
“That’s enough of that Y/N. Queen Mother is in here.” He smiles at you “Until later.”
M’Baku
Wah Yuh Sey?
You’ve been enjoying the party
Mostly dancing alone
Not that you wouldn’t love to dance with someone but no one is up to the task
You working with a generous amount of ass and you throw it like you mean it
One poor soul thought he was gonna push up on you
He was almost thrown 2ft away
“I’ve been watching you.” You know that voice anywhere.
Even if it’s behind you
“What is the leader of the Jabari doing watching me?”
If you ain’t anything else you’re bold
“I’ve seen the pitiful suitors that have approached you. What you need is a warrior.”
“And that’s you?” You say with a raised eyebrow
You’re already whining your hips
He grabs both hips bringing them into him firmly
He bucks his hips causing you to jump forward a bit
You throw a look at him over your shoulder
You den fucked up mountain man
You bend di back and push it right back
His stance widens at the force but he doesn’t go far
You roll your shoulders in time with your hips all while flicking your hips back
He meets every backshot with a thurst
You’re evenly matched until
He grabs one of your thick thighs and puts it around his waist
Not to be thrown off your arm goes to hold on to his neck
He smirks and now you den fucked up
Before you can react he has you up and in his arms
You lock your legs around his waist
You’re now at the mercy of the Jabari wood
You lean back and roll your body to meet his hips
Cause you’re determined to keep come control
That option is snatched away when you’re laid on the nearest table
He never stops moving, grinding into you
Fever….the mountain man suddenly has you very hot
“Ay Ay take that shit back to the hills my nigga!” Erik shouts
Without a backward glance, M’Baku picks you back up and carries you off
You just hang on and on and on
Erik
Face Down
You were just trying to mind your grown ass business
One moment you were swaying to the music
The next well…as the song says
Ya ass was tooted up and ya face was down
There were two strong hands on your body
One on the back of your head the other on your hip
There was a rather large bulge pressed right on your ass
“You owe me a dance, princess.” Erik leans down to say in your ear.
Oh, this nigga want a dance? BET
You waste no time
Your hands go to the ground and you start popping that bootay
He’s looking down at it bottom lip between his teeth, golds shining
You rolling that thang and bouncing like a new basketball
Cause if you can’t you shouldn’t shake it at all
He slaps you on the ass alternating cheeks with the beat
You surge upright, grabbing onto his belt loops at his hips
You pick up one leg and sit it back on him
His nails are digging into your hips but you don’t let up
Cause the nigga wanted a dance right?
At this point, you throwing it back trying to break him in half
He AIN’T goin tho
“So you wanna be grown?” He says right against your neck
Do you answer?
NOPE.
Cause now you’re over his shoulder and on your way to receive some demon dick
BONUS:Bucky
Look ma no hands
“What do you think of him?” You ask your friend
“The White Wolf? I don’t think about him.”
“I think he’s cute.” You say
“Bast woman you’re drunk! He has one arm.” She exclaims
“One, I’m not drunk I’m barely tipsy. Two, what his arm got to do with his dick?”
“You know what if you want it go for it.”
No one has to tell you twice
You finish your drink and walk over to the dimly lit corner he’s been in all night
“Hi I’m Y/N” You beam at him
“Bucky.” He offers a small smile.
“Can I sit?” He nods
You take a seat right in his lap
He doesn’t try to move you but he does look up at you
You begin to roll your hips ignoring him
“Want me to leave?”
“No, you’re ok. I’m just not used to people here..”
“Dancing with you?” He nods.
You pat him on thigh and wink
He smiles bigger
You twist your hips and pop it on him
He has literally no idea what to do
He just sits back and accepts the ass
Feeling bold you grab his one hand and bring it to your hip
He holds on and seems to be enjoying himself
Your friend is looking at the show shaking her head
You dance the whole song but you stick to hip rolling and slight popping of the pussy
Cause a nigga is over 100 years old can’t put too much on him at once
You don’t get up when the song ends
You guys just talk for the rest of the evening
And hold hands cause why not
----- CHAPTER BREAK -----
Valkyrie (Brunhilde)
Alright
It was gonna be a good night. Finally a night out with bae after a long week
When you guys got to the club everything was fine. The music was great the drinks were flowing and making you wanna dance
However, bae decided he didn’t want to dance with you.
Fine whatever you decide to dance alone.
You go to the middle of the floor and begin to dance alone
Who said you needed anyone else.
Little did you know you’d caught someone’s eye.
You felt eyes on you
Assuming they were your boo, you sought out the source
The eyes that met you were not his but a heated gaze from a beautiful woman at the bar.
She was staring at you over her cup
You couldn’t help but rake your eyes across her frame. You bit your bottom lip without realizing it
Taking this as an invitation she downed the rest of her drink and began to approach
She stumbled a bit causing you to giggle
Once she reached you, you found your rhythm again and began to sway
“Can I join you, pretty girl?”
Feeling bold you placed her hands on your hips and turned around in her arms
She had very strong hands and began to lead you rolling her hips and pulling you in closer.
Once you caught her pace you decided to put your hand on your knees and push your weight back
She snapped her hips forward in a show of dominance, being sure to catch you with her hands still on your hips
You turned around and wrapped a leg around her
She gladly took your weight with a supportive hand under your thigh
As the two of you began to grind together it catches the attention of your forgotten bae
He’s fuming and marches over to you two and pulls you away roughly
You and the mystery woman are taken aback
He puts himself between the two of you and is right in her face
She smiles, “You don’t want these problems.”
You’re sure there’s steam coming off of him “WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU!” He yells poking her in the shoulder
She lets out a sigh, “Alright.”
In one swift motion, she grabs the finger assaulting her and bends it backward. She twists his entire arm behind his back and he doubles over in pain.
“Apologize to the lady.”
He immediately sobs an apology.
“Now be a good boy and leave us alone to finish our dance.”
He scurries away while you stand there in shock
She turns back to you swaying. You’re not sure if it’s the swag or the liquor but you don’t care.
She pulls you in close to her again. “Name’s Brunhilde but you can call me Val baby girl.
Okoye
Fuck yo whip
Who said you needed a club to turn up?
All that was really needed was a parking lot, some nice cars, and a whole lotta bass
It was one of those times
You and the girls were out having a good time parking lot pimpin’
That fuck boy had pissed you off for the exact last time and you weren’t gonna let him steal your evening
you guys were making your way through the lot when the nicest Escalade you’d ever seen pulled up
Black on black with gold details
Even more impressive were the people that got out
A fine ass young sir with locs and golds to match the truck hopped out the driver side
But more importantly, a goddess was riding shotgun
Clean ass fade, luscious full lips, babygirl was BUILT too
It had been a while since you had a woman in your life since the last year had been dedicated to an ain’t shit trick that won’t be named
As if the universe wanted you to live your best life the systems around you began to knock
Being a good citizen you began to bop to the beat, keeping one eye on the Escalade baddie
She was surveying the crowd keeping an eye on lil daddy with the locs
Just as you were about to assume they were together she looked into your soul
You ain’t no rookie tho so instead of freezing you put your hands on your knees and started popping that thang to the chorus
She smirked at you but stayed where she was
Momma ain’t raise no coward so you said fuck it and decided to go up to her instead
She watched carefully as you approached but didn’t seem defensive
“Hey there. I see you over here watching wanna dance?”
Before she could answer lil daddy appeared next to her
“She would love to dance ma.” He flashed his golds and gave her a little push in your direction
If looks could kill he would’ve been dead twice
But she took your hand when it was offered
You led her to the area where the music was loudest
She was still looking back at the guy she came with so you gave her hip a bump with yours
She was solid too gah damn
She looked at you as you worked your shoulders and started to roll your hips
Lil daddy was watching smiling big af
Rolling her eyes she began to dance to
Honey could move, isolating her hips, bouncing with the beat, and even smiling
As the breakdown came back around she grabbed your hand and wrapped you up against her
You rolled against her as the song was winding down.
It was perfect except at this moment fuck boy of the year decided to pull up
He wasted no time hopping out the car and making his way over to interrupt the moment.
he got in between you two “So you like bitches now huh?”
You opened your mouth to cuss his ass out when a crunching sound halted the party
You bald baddie had a spear a god damn spear and had just put it through the hood of the fuckboymobile
Calmly she removed her spear leaving it a smoking mess
She glided past his dumb ass and gently placed her arm around your shoulders, leading you back toward her friend
He was laughing and shaking his head “Aye! She took yo bitch nigga!”
Shuri
She finna
A good best friend is something to hold on to, luckily for you
YOUR BEST FRIEND WAS THE MUTHA FUCKIN SHIT!
She was smart, beautiful, a badass baddie all around
So when you found her in her lab pouting it was your duty to cheer her up
“What’s wrong?”
“I can’t get these calculations to line up for a new invention.”
She was squinting at a screen
Since the battle, she had been staying up all hours creating new ways to keep her family and her people safe
Sometimes even a genius needs to be reminded she’s human
You link your kimoyo beads to her speakers
Go best friend that’s my best friend
You begin to chant with the song
“I’m not in the mood.”
“I don’t give a fuck what mood you in. Throw that ass in a circle lil booty.”
She rolled her eyes and got up from her chair
You already had your hands up popping your chest, cheesing at her
She mimicked your movements with a straight face.
The gauntlet had been thrown
You went into a full body roll pointing at her
She countered by putting one leg up on her chair and poppin that little booty just like you taught her
Not to be shown up you put your hands on ya knees and throw that ass in a whole rhombus
Shuri opts for a milly rock pussy pop combo
In response, you prepare for your finishing move
You make it vibrate then drop into a split
Continuing to pop that pussy
Shuri squeals and gets down with you bouncing along and slappin you on the ass
You both fall out laughing and catching your breath
“Thanks, bestie”