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Now y/n

eyes wide shut | mafia!shuri x reader

shuri is known as a notorious cruel monster, except she’s different with (your name). however, after not following orders, shuri gets her point across in a different way. (reader is bimbo-ish)

mature themes / smut / sthandwa = baby

request are open ( shuri, letitia, scotty, riri)

sorry 4 the change, but i’m feeling it, enjoy! feel free to request 😁 a big thank uuu to everyone, all of your interactions are appreciated 💙

“Pink and white, or red and black, baby, are you listening?” you shouted. standing in the mirror, you only wore a lace bra and thong.

“Red and black, I need you to lower your voice, sthandwa,” Shuri said, sitting at the circular table, her legs spread, a few papers in hand.

“Sorry,” you whispered, grinning as she sent a wink your way.

Sliding into the black bodycon dress, you found yourself peaking at Shuri. Her jawline, sharp, eyes focused. She skimmed through the pages, occasionally sipping the glass of whiskey. You couldn’t help but smile, thinking of how she wanted your attention, out of everyone around.

“Aye, aye, throw it,” Demi cheered, recording as your twerked on her. Juice by Big Boogie blared throughout the club. It was almost ritualistic for You and Demi to be in the club, every other weekend.

“Girl, I’m tired,” you laughed, pulling down the dress that had risen up. Sitting next to her, you sipped your water, while she hit the hookah.

“Excuse me, this is for you,” the bartender said. Opening the brand-new bottle of tequila, Demi stopped him.

“This is a $200 bottle, we didn’t buy this,” she waved her hand.

“It was already purchased, for you specifically,” he said, pointing at you.

“Who bought it?” You asked, silently, he pointed to the second floor. Leaning against the railing, she wore all black, including shades. Smirking at you, she mouthed ‘come here’ to you, making the motion with her fingers.

“Y/n, we need to get the fuck out of here, that's Shuri Udaku, there are literal rumors about her being in the mafia,” Demi said, grabbing your hand.

“We should maybe say thank you,” you said, maneuvering through the crowd.

“What we need to do is get out, she is no good,” Demi said, leading you closer to the door. Suddenly, security guards walked in front of you both.

“Boss would like to speak with you,” the man spoke.

“Can my friend come?”

“Follow me,” is all he said, leading you to the private section. Getting closer to where she sat, the guard stopped you.

“This is as far as you go,” he said to Demi, as she looked at you with widened eyes.

“I’ll be right here,” she nodded at you. Approaching Shuri, she sat leaning back, legs spread.

“You were leaving without saying bye?” She asked, her golden grill could be seen peaking from her mouth.

“My friend was in a rush to leave, I wanted to thank you” you said.

“Come sit, there is plenty of room,” She said, watching as you sat next to her.

“Come closer, you’re so far away,” she continued, smirking as you scooted her way. Stretching out her arm, she put it behind you.

“What’s your name, sthandwa?”

“Oh, that’s not my name, it’s y/n,” you said, making her laugh.

“Did I say something funny?” You asked confused.

“I know it’s not your name baby,” she said, as you made an oh sound.

“You’re Shuri?” You asked.

“Shuri Udaku”

“Nice to meet you Shuri, thank you for the drinks,” you held out your hand. Instead of shaking it, she pulled it close, placing a kiss on your knuckles.

“It was nothing,” she said.

“Y/n, we have to go, it’s getting late,” Demi called out, Shuri briefly glanced her way, before standing.

“I don’t want to keep you too long, your friend getting impatient,” she said, helping you stand, her eyes following your hands, as they went to pull down the short dress.

“Sorry, I wish I could stay longer,” you said.

“Let me get your number, I’d like to take you out of lunch if you’re free tomorrow,” she said.

“Are you sure? I don’t want you to feel like you have to over a drink”

“Trust me, princess, I want to, let’s keep this between us two for now,” she said.

“Okay,” you nodded, before giving her your number and work address.

“I’ll see you then”

“Bye,” you smiled, pulling her into a hug. It honestly caught her by surprise, did you not know who she was? although, she nearly laughed, seeing the look on your friend’s face.

The next day she kept her word, showing up at your job, flowers in hand. She stood outside of the building, leaning against the luxury car. Resisting the urge to bite her lip as you walked out, she held the door open for you. You wore a fitting pencil skirt, silk top, with red bottoms.

“No one is here,” you as she pulled up the the expensive restaurant.

“I rented it out, I figured we could have some privacy, I have a chef preparing something” she said, you nodded in understanding.

“You didn’t have to do this, you’re too nice,” you said, Shuri could hardly pay attention to your words, watching the swaying of your hips, as you moved to the table.

“I like being nice to you,” She smirked.

“Take those glasses off, they are so chic, but we’re inside, and I have yet to see your eyes,” you said, letting out a soft huff, she removed them.

“You’re very attractive, I wouldn’t be surprised if women chased after you all the time,” you praised.

“You’re one to talk, I can only imagine”

“They’re not nearly as cute as you, so I usually ignore them, but can I ask you something?” You asked.

“Sure”

“Are you in a mafia?” You asked, shortly after, a laugh escaped her mouth.

“You watch too many movies, I’m a little hurt you believe the stupid rumors-

“No, I was only wandering, a few of my friends said you were, and I slipped and asked, I’m sorry,” you said, embarrassed.

“Your friends shouldn’t believe everything they hear, I’m not though,” She lied.

“I’m really sorry, I didn’t mean to assume”

“You’re fine princess, let me know if your friends make any more assumptions, if I could provide you some clarity,” she said, as the chef entered, placing the plates in front of you.

Your relationship was fast paced with Shuri, she secretly took you out for lunch for the next month, before asking you to be her girlfriend. She spoiled you, took you on trips, paid your bills, and introduced you to a new level of intimacy. Meanwhile, your friendship was rocky as ever.

“Don’t be stupid y/n,” Demi screamed at you.

“Because I’m in love? What is wrong with you,” you said.

“She’s a fucking criminal, why can’t you see it? Why do you choose to be in lala land like an idiot,” she yelled.

“She’s not, you don’t know her, you’re listening to rumors Demi,” you began to cry.

“Rumors? Is this the bullshit she fed to you? she was recently on trial right for murder, did she tell you that? since you don’t watch the fucking news to see for yourself,” Demi said, throwing the glass in her hand. You had never seen her so angry with you. She was like an older sister, always having your back, but it didn’t feel like that anymore.

“Demi, give her a chance, I love her,” you cried louder, but she only scoffed, grabbing her keys and leaving.

Sliding to the floor, you held your phone, finding her contacts. Clicking her name, she answered after the second ring.

“sthandwa?” Shuri sounded raspy, most likely waking up from a nap.

“Were you sleep? I-I can call back later,” you sniffled.

“What’s wrong?,” she said, immediately you burst into tears.

“Demi…I can’t believe her,” you cried loudly, it angered Shuri, she hated for you to be upset, let alone cry.

“I’m on my way,” she said, as you ended the call. She came quicker than you thought she would, most likely from speeding, but you didn’t have to know that.

“Hey,” she said, opening the door with the spare key you gave her.

Balled up on the sofa, you only looked her way, sitting up as she walked your way.

“What happened?” She stared at the broken glass.

“We fought, she called you all types of things, why can’t she accept us,” you began to cry all over thinking about it.

“It’s okay, she’ll come around, and if she doesn’t, you have me,” she told you, wiping your eyes.

“But she’s family, she’s like my sister,” you whined.

“I’m your family”

“You mean that?”

“I was trying to hold out, but here, happy early anniversary, it’s just a place holder, until the next step,” Shuri said, pulling the box out of her pocket, inside was a bracelet, the charm had both of your initials engraved on each side..

“I don’t have anything for you,” you whined.

“Having you is the greatest gift,” she smiled.

“Let’s go to the room, you can help me brainstorm some ideas, while I show you something,” you said, leading her to the room.

6 months had already passed since meeting and now dating Shuri, soon 7, then 8. Before you knew realized it, you were together for another year.

Recently, Shuri had been on edge, at least to you it seemed. She told you to pack a bag in the middle of the night, and you both were out of the country by sunrise. Now two months later, you were finally about to go back home.

“Y/n, come on love,” Shuri shook you awake.

“The ride is here,” she continued.

“Finally, I can’t wait to get back to our bed,” you stretched.

The ride from the hotel was painfully boring, all you could do was listen to music, while Shuri discussed business on the phone.

“You want something to eat?” Shuri asked you.

“We can go to Starbucks,” you pointed. Pulling over, you stepped out, asking if anyone wanted anything, they all said no.

Standing in line, you began to order when-

“Y/n?” Turning to the voice, there stood Demi. Your hand went to your mouth, as you stood in shock.

“How are you?” You asked nervously, it had been almost 2 years since speaking.

“I’m good, I tried calling you, and going to your place, but you were gone,” she said.

“Yeah, um-I ended up moving in with her,” you said, your eyes on the floor.

“Are you still?” She seemed hesitant to ask.

“Yeah,” you said, mentally preparing for whatever came from her mouth. She sighed, pulling you into a tight hug.

“Don’t disappear like that again, we’re family,” she said.

Exchanging numbers, you ordered your drink and food, before getting back into the car. You never kept secrets from Shuri, but you felt like seeing Demi, it was all too fresh to tell her. Instead, you ate, silently texting her, ignoring the look Shuri gave you.

“Wanna come clubbing with me and a few coworkers?” Demi texted you.

“I don’t know, we’ve have a lot going on”

“Please, it’s been forever, we don’t even have to be out long”

“Fine, I’ll meet you around 10:30 (22:30)”

“Great, love you”

Lounging around the house, you waited until Shuri left for a meeting. She wasn’t controlling, but she made it a point that it wasn’t safe to be out without anyone. Finding the tightest dress you owned, with matching shoes, you were on your way.

“And I’m s-i-n-g-l-e again, outside hanging out the window with my ratchet ass friends,” you screamed the GloRilla lyrics, grinding on Demi’s coworker, Naomi.

“Y/n, it’s getting late, we should leave,” Demi said, pulling you to the exit. You weren’t much of a drinker, but once you started partying you didn’t know when to stop.

Walking to your car, you held Demi’s hand, swinging it as you joked around. Halting in your steps, you froze, Shuri leaned against your car, her dark shades hiding her true expression.

“What are you doing out this late?” She asked.

“She was with m-

“I wasn’t talking to you, Y/n, what are you doing with her?”

“We ran into each other and we were only having some fun,” you pouted.

“Get in the car”

“Y/n, you don’t have to listen to her, she’s manipulative,” Demi said, still holding your hand.

“Get in the car,” she said, watching as you hugged Demi, climbing into the passenger seat.

“You don’t scare me,” Demi said as Shuri only stared blankly at her.

“Stay away from her, or we’ll have a problem,” Shuri said, flashing the gun that decorated her waistband, before walking away.

Getting into the car, she silently drove off, guards driving close behind. You sat in silence, looking at Demi through the window.

Entering the house, you continued pouting, stumping to the bedroom.

“You can stump all you want, I told you to never leave alone, and for you to hang out with her, after how she did you,” Shuri ranted.

“She was only trying to look out for me,” you yelled.

“How? Was she right about me? Is that what you’re saying?” Shuri stalked towards you.

“I didn’t say that, it’s not easy to let family go,” you said, backing away.

“And I told you before, I’m family, why can’t you just listen and be a good girl?,” she tilted her head, her hand moving up to your throat. not actually choking you, but firmly placed.

Without saying another word, she pulled you closer, her tongue slipping into your mouth. In between the wet kisses, she tore the articles of clothing, leaving little to nothing behind.

Lightly pushing you onto the bed, spreading your legs. She didn’t give you much time to process the action, as her face was buried in between your legs. Her tongue rubbed against your folds, making its way to your swollen clit.

You moaned loudly, your body jerking upwards. Shuri held your thighs apart as she sucked away the juices, her tongue teasing your entrance.

“I’m gonna cum,” you moaned, but you looked up, when Shuri pulled away.

“Why did you st-ah” you gasped, as she slipped two times fingers into the slippery hole. repeatedly hitting your spot, your legs shook, as you grabbed her wrist, she only laughed, watching as you squirted.

“Oh god,” you panted, catching your breath. however, Shuri wasn’t finished expressing her point. Sliding into the strap, she rubbed against your entrance. Biting her lip, enjoying the way everything moved, she pushed the toy in.

Moaning, you pushed against her abdomen, gasping at the size.

“You can’t take me anymore? Go on, let it adjust,” She said, aroused as you lowly pushed it in deeper, before it slowly sunk.

“Please fuck me,” you cried out, hoarsely.

“Fuck you? You can’t even listen to simple orders, I don’t tell you things for my health” she slowly moved.

“Please, I wanna cum so bad,” you whined.

“Will you be a good girl for me?”

“Yes?”

“You’ll listen?”

“Yes, yes, yes,” your cries were enough to make her finally give in. holding your hips in place, she deeply thrusted, smirking at the noise you made.

“Fuck,” she mumbled, enjoying the feeling of the material rubbing against her.

“Who’s this pussy for?” Shuri asked lowly, her hand moving to your breast, giving them a light squeeze.

“It’s all yours,” you moaned, rubbing your clit, as she pounded into you.

Wrapping your legs around her waist, you both moaned as you inched closer to the orgasm. Both of you panted, while your leg shook.

“I’m cumming,” you moaned, but was silenced as Shuri kissed your lips, joining alongside shortly after.

“that was amazi-

You were about to smile, but stopped, noticing the dull look on her face.

“I’m serious, it isn’t safe to be out and about without protection,” She said.

“I’m sorry, I was so focused on hanging with Demi again-

“Cut her off, she is an influence you don’t need”

“Shuri, she’s-

Reaching over, Shuri dug in nightstand drawer, pulling out a box.

“I want to spend forever with you, I love you, but I can’t accept her. She hates me for no reason, and wants us apart, marry me, and I promise to be enough” Shuri said, opening the box. inside was a beautiful ring. (u can imagine whatever lol)

Staring intently into her eyes, you thought about it. Give up Demi, for Shuri? Give up Shuri for Demi? The wash that they viewed each other, it would be hard to have them both. You loved them both, but it was a different kind of love for them. Shuri, the piece that competed you, while Demi was the sister you wanted.

“I-I’ll block her,” you couldn’t believe you allowed the words to escape. Smiling largely, Shuri pecked your lips, wrapping her arms around you, before carefully sliding the ring onto your finger.

Holding your hand out, you stared at the rock. Perhaps Demi had been right about Shuri all along. The late night meetings, unexplained missing people, surrounding her, unrealistic amounts of money. She was also manipulative - to a certain extent.

Once she got a taste of your love, she slowly weaved out the second closest person to you, Demi. She had to be removed, because she was attempting to wake you up too much. It was bothersome. For that reason, Shuri had someone following her home now, to end the issue.

You knew you were taking a chance on making a mistake marrying someone like her. Nonetheless, she was worth the risk. With you, she was opposite of how she was in the world. She was patient, kind, slow to anger, and attentive in her own twisted way. For those reasons alone, you were willing to remain with your eyes wide shut.

“Would you prefer lavender or peppermint bath salt?”

“Lavender, i’m not trying to feel like cold water on fresh breath”

y/n pissed me off so bad, then i remembered i wrote this mess 😭

#shuri x reader

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