#complete with space buns because we were talking about ari with buns in the chat

[fearne-callogay]

4 billion years from now the Milky Way and Andromeda will collide 

Andromede from Pheobus and Andromede by @littlestpersimmon

[songficsbyrissi]

The Fix (Part 4)

Previously on the Fix...........(click here for part 3)

A few songs into your Ella Mai listening session, you felt yourself drifting into sleep on his shoulder. You tried to shake yourself awake But sleep was winning. T’Challa noticed you drifting off to sleep and chuckled. He laid you back on the couch, left, and came back with a thick comforter. He kissed your forehead. “Good night, Y/N.” That was the last thing you heard before sleep completely took over.

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You slowly opened your eyes as slight daylight seeped through the windows in the darkened room. Your eyes widened in panic and you sat up looking around this unfamiliar bedroom. Where the fuck were you? You then remembered you had came to T’Challa’s apartment last night for sex but that didn’t happen. Or did it?

He wasn’t in the bed next to you and you were dressed in your white tank top and black string bikini underwear that you wore under your clothes last night. You got out of the king size bed and crept out of the bedroom into the living room. You saw T’Challa shirtless in black basketball shorts doing push-ups. You stood behind the leather couch watching his toned back move with each part of the exercise. You bit your lip, resting your head in your hand. Once he finished, he jumped up from the floor and his eyes fell on you. He put on a shy smile.

“Good morning, Y/N. Did you enjoy watching me work out?”

You shrugged. “Ehh somewhat.”

He chuckled grabbing the blue hand towel from the couch, wiping his face and you watched his sculptured abs drip in sweat. You felt your pussy throb a little and shifted your weight.

“I hope you didn’t mind me moving you to my bedroom. I would not feel right leaving a lady sleeping on a couch so I slept on the couch. Also, I hope you don’t mind me undressing you. I wanted to make you comfortable.” You snapped out your daydream and snickered. “Nope. I don’t mind at all. You didn’t have to do that. We could’ve shared the bed. I feel bad about taking over your bed.” You moved around the couch to face him. “And why would I mind you undressing me? It isn’t the first time you’ve done it.” If it wasn’t for his beautiful chocolate coated skin, you would’ve seen him blushing at your statement but you knew he was by the way his cheekbones poked out. “I’m relieved to hear you say that. I’m going to take a shower. Please help yourself to anything in my fridge. I left your clothes on the ottoman in my bedroom.” “Wait...” You bit your lip and stopped him from leaving. “I need to brush my teeth and take a shower as well.” T’Challa looked at you quizzically. “You would like to do that here? I figured you would like to go back to your dormitory.” “It’s a Saturday. I don’t mind staying here for a little bit.” You grabbed him by his waistband pulling him in closer. You hoped he would get the hint. He pushed your hands away. “No. You can leave.” T’Challa remarked roughly and turned his back on you. You were confused and a little hurt. “T’Challa, did I do something wrong?” He ceased his walking and turned back to you. “No. I did. I know our relationship is just sex but I can’t keep having sex with you. I can’t do it.” You crossed your arms with attitude. “Why not? I’m so confused. You wanted to have sex when we first met. You said to call you whenever I needed that fix.” You snorted shaking your head when he didn’t reply. “What’s up? You’re always hellbent on talking but now you’re quiet? Go on and speak, Fixer.” T’Challa’s fists clenched to his sides as he took deep breaths. “I have gained feelings for you, Y/N. I wish I did not because I am not supposed to. I was in denial but last night, as we talked and bonded over the music, I realized that I like you, but it is wrong.” You felt your heart drop at his confession. How could you not see that this man is front of you liked you more than a friend? How could you not see you did too? “That boy that you call your boyfriend.....” T’Challa shook his head and sneered, probably thinking about the stories you’ve told him about Aaron. “He does not deserve you but he has your heart. I’ll keep being your friend so you are free to come by my office whenever you want to talk but-“ “T’Challa, I have feelings for you too.” You blurted out suddenly, surprising yourself. “Please do not lie to me-“ “I’m not!” You marched over to the brooding professor. “Ever since we’ve been talking, I’ve found myself forgetting about Aaron. You even said last night the love I have for him is gone. The reason why I keep coming back to have sex with you is not because the sex is good. I keep coming back because I like you too. It was hard to admit it but I do.” There was a blanket of silence and the both of you stared at each other intensely. You couldn’t read him and you were sure he couldn’t read you either. T’Challa spoke up first. “I am a professor and you are a student. This is wrong.” You walked up to him slowly. “We didn’t care before.” “So what is this?” He asked. “It’s a Whatchamacallit.” T’Challa began to chuckle at you and you smiled then got serious. “But let me be serious. I’m not ready to hop into a new relationship just yet. I haven’t closed the one I’m currently in. Well, barely in. But I know I really like you and I don’t want this to end.” “I will wait for you to be ready.” T’Challa declared causing you to shake your head in disagreement. “No, T’Challa. That wouldn’t be fair to you.” “I think I decide what is fair to me.” He countered standing up straight. “When you are ready to take the next step, I will be ready as well. Until then.....we can keep doing this.” You smirked leaning up to kiss him but backed away covering your mouth. “You got a spare toothbrush?” T’Challa chuckled and led you to the marble bathroom he had. Seriously, how much do professors make? His loft looked expensive as fuck. He gave you a toothbrush and toothpaste from the cabinet. You started to brush your teeth when T’Challa got undressed and stepped into his shower which had clear doors so you could see EVERYTHING. T’Challa in all his naked glory with the water from the shower head running down his body. Your eyes traveled from his head to his toes. That’s a lie. Your eyes stopped at his dick that was semi hard and you felt yourself getting wetter and wetter, thinking about your mouth on his manhood. You finished brushing your teeth and thought of something. You bit your lip, removing your panties and pulling your tank over your head. You laid them on the toilet seat and opened the door, stepping inside the shower. T’Challa has his back turned with his face under the water. ‘Should I touch him?’ You thought to yourself. “If you want to do something to me, entle, go on with it.” He turned around smirking at you. You laughed grabbing a hand towel from the rack. “Listen, I’m just trying to save water by showering with you. Ain’t nobody come in here to do anything else.” You grabbed the piece of African black soap, lathering the towel with it, and rubbing it all over your body. “Oh really?” “Yes really. Now can you...?” You handed him the towel and turned around. He obliged washing your back when you had a mischievous thought. You bent forward, backing your ass on his member. You rolled your hips slightly and felt him twitch behind you. He finished washing your back and moved the both of you under the water. He turned you around and lifted you by your ass causing your legs to wrap around his waist. “You are a liar.” T’Challa whispered making a trail of tender kisses from behind your ear to your bare, wet chest. “Oh yeah? What are you going to do about it, Professor?” You grinned lazily. That was it. He plunged himself inside and went crazy. After T’Challa fucked the shit out of you in the shower, you two made your way back to his bedroom where he got dressed and you fussed over your hair. You really allowed your beautiful twist out to get wet and fucked up because you wanted to have shower sex. “Any requests? I’m making breakfast.” T’Challa announced once he dressed in a white v-neck t-shirt and grey sweatpants. He was tempting you with those damn sweats. Making you wanna eat something else. “You don’t have to do that, T’Challa. I’ll get dressed and be out of your space soon.” “Y/N.” He said your name sternly and you turned to him sighing because you knew you lost this. “Fine, fine. I’ll take scrambled eggs, please.” You smiled turning back to the mirror. He left to begin his cooking and you huffed still trying to figure out your mess of a hair. You fluffed it out and did your best to put it in a high bun on top of your head. Once you fixed it up, your ringtone went off and glanced at the caller ID. Melanie. “Hey girl.” You answered the phone. “Hey girl”? Bitch, is that all you have to say after going M.I.A? We were fucking worried about you!” Melanie screeched in your ear. Your eyebrows furrowed together. “Y’all were? Why?” You heard Cass on the phone next. “Well first, you didn’t text back when we texted the group chat saying we got back to our dorms safely and second, we’re at your dorm and you’re not answering. Where are you?!” Shit. “Um, well...” You tried to think of a lie when T’Challa walked into the room telling you the food was ready. “Who was that?” They both asked and you thanked God Ari wasn’t with them because she would’ve recognized his voice. “Rayana’s boyfriend. Y’all remember my friend Rayana? Yeah I went over to her dorm when we left Buffalo Wild Wings and knocked out here.” “I don’t remember no damn Rayana....” As your friends conversed, you muted the phone and turned to T’Challa. “I’ll be there. I just gotta talk to my friends.” “All right but I’ll get started without you.” T’Challa smirked walking up to you as you sat at the end of the bed and took the phone off mute. “That’s fine.” You whispered to him and turned your attention back to your friends and laying back on his bed. You didn’t even notice him getting down on his knees in front of you until he spread them wide and you glared down at him. “What are you doing?!” You whispered harshly and T’Challa smiled deviously as he began to lick your entrance. Oh fuck. “I told you I’m going to start eating.” He mumbles putting his whole mouth on your pussy, sucking softly on your pearl. You held back moans, trying to focus on your conversation. “Anyways, I’m sorry I....fuck...” “Girl, you good?” “Oh yes..... I’m fine.” You breathed attempting to push his head back but he continued eating as his fingers played with your pussy. You felt your legs begin to shake but you couldn’t give yourself away. This motherfucker knew this was torturing you and he loved it. You muted the phone so you can moan loudly as they talked. “Oh fuck yes!” You moaned as his tongue hit your g-spot. “Anyway, girl, when are you coming back? There’s a party tonight that we trying to go to.” Because Cass needs a man.” “Bitch!” You made haste to take the phone off mute trying to push his head but he kept devouring you. You laughed breathlessly. “Give me.....give me 30 minutes and I’ll.....shit......meet up with you guys at Ari’s dorm.” “Bet. You sure you good, girl?” Cass questioned. “YES!” You moaned/yelled out as your orgasm rippled through you then you cleared your throat. “I mean yeah, I’m good. I was looking for something and I finally found it. I’ll see y’all later. Bye!” You clicked the red button, ending the phone and screamed as you released your juices all over T’Challa’s mouth. Once you finishing cumming, he lifted his head from your thighs, grinning. You attempted to glare through your post-orgasm haze. “You almost got me caught.” T’Challa continued to smile. “But you didn’t. I’m impressed.” He stood up pulling your thighs closer and pulled down his sweats. “Now you said 30 minutes, correct? That’s enough time for another orgasm.” “Wait, can I get some actual food first?” You panted, trying to squirm away. “Yes.....after you cum again.”

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After you came and T’Challa got his nut from the quickie, you quickly ate your food and rushed out of his apartment. He tried to convince you to stay but you had enough orgasms for today. You partied, went to sleep, and woke up with one thing on your mind. You needed some dick. Not necessarily in your vagina but you wanted that shit in your mouth. You were in the mood to suck some dick and you knew who to go to for it. “Hey professor.” You strolled in to his office with a seductive smirk on your face as you closed the door behind you. T’Challa turned towards you, closing a textbook and placing it on his desk. “To what do I owe this pleasure, Y/N?” His cheekbones rose at his question. You slowly walked up to him, placing kisses on his lips and neck. “My need for pleasure.” You pushed him onto his computer chair and straddled him. T’Challa has a firm grip on your hips as you whined your hips on him. You felt his member poking against your pussy and you grinned, getting down on your knees. He was now confused at your actions. “What are you do-“ the perplexed professor was cut off by you pulling down his dress pants along with his boxers roughly, freeing his semi hard dick. You took him in your right hand moving slowly but firmly down to the base as your left hands crept inside your panties. You stared in his eyes. “You see....I’ve noticed I’ve never had you in my mouth...and I want to. I’ve been wanting to suck your dick for so long.” You looked up at him. “You’ve probably had it sucked multiple times.” He groaned at your motion. “No. Many women have been scared to because.....because of the size.” You raised an eyebrow. “Oh really? Lucky for you, you ain’t messing with no bitch.” You began to lick the head of his pen and kiss it when there were knocks on his office door. “Professor Udaku? Are you in?” You heard your friend Ari’s voice outside his door and groaned out of frustration. T’Challa looked down at you panicked and the door began to open. In a rush, he swung his computer chair to his desk as you crouched underneath the desk. Why the fuck didn’t you lock the door behind you? “Ariana. What brings you to my office today?” You heard her take a seat in front of the desk and huff loudly. “I’ve just been really meaning to talk to you for a while now.” T’Challa made a gesture to tell her to continue. “Then please. Go ahead and talk. That’s what I’m here for.” You smirked deviously underneath the desk and began to slowly jerk him off. He began stammering on his words when you shoved his dick slowly in your mouth. Your ears perked up at Ari’s words but you kept doing your job. “This friend I have.....she should know something important but I don’t think it’s my place to say anything. I mean I think she should but on the other hand, I don’t.” T’Challa sighed deeply. “And why do you feel like.....” he gulped. “Um, f-feel like y-you s-shouldn’t?” “Because she’s been doing so-“ Ari paused and looked at him in concern. “Professor? Are you ok?” T’Challa took a sharp exhale at the feeling of your warm mouth around his penis. He tried to steady himself but your warm saliva dripping down his dick was not helping. You finally pulled it out of your mouth because you desperately wanted to know which friend was she referring to? Was it you? “Yes, I am fine, Ariana. I’ve just haven’t been feeling well.” “Oh shit. If you’re not feeling well, we can talk about this another time. Feel better, Professor.” “Thank you and I will see you in class tomorrow.” You heard Ari pick up her bag, open the door, and shut it behind her. That’s why T’Challa pushed himself away from the desk and sighed out of relief. He helped you up from under the desk smiling. “Oh you are a vixen, Y/N. I’ve never had a woman pleasure me in company’s presence.” His smile dropped seeing the bothered look on your face. “What’s wrong?” You put your attention on him. “Uh what Ari was talking about.... I wonder if she was talking about me....” you sighed trying to hide your slight annoyance. “I would’ve found out for sure though if you didn’t....” “Didn’t what?” You shook your head to break the trance you were in. “Nothing, nothing.” You began to smirk and dropped down to your knees. “Now let me finish what I started.” Once you finished getting your fix, you decided to go to your dorm room. You planned to get changed and go meet up with Ari to figure out why she was being so weird lately. You saw a figure waiting outside your dorm room door. The figure was sitting with their back against the door and their head down. As you got closer, you could see it was a man. Fear grew in your body because what business did this man have with you? When you got close enough, the man looked up at you and you felt your heart drop a thousand feet. You couldn’t believe your eyes. “Aaron?”

A/N: Yes, you read right, y’all! Aaron is back! for anyone who forgot, Aaron is your boyfriend who pulled a Danny Phantom on you and went ghost. Question is, how do you feel about this? Does he want you back or is he back to officially end your relationship? You will find out next time on The Fix!

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