#jabari: devious lip bite smile

[jrueships]

demar bam and jabari all thinking the same thing

[wakandan-flowerz]

Behave

A/N: I’ve been holding onto this fic for a very long time and I think it’s time I throw this one in. Hope you like it. @muse-of-mbaku served as a bit of an inspiration for this.

Warnings: pure, unmitigated smut. Spanking, slight degradation, bondage. Brat/brat tamer-esque

“Y/N, listen to me!” M’Baku said, following after you.

“No!” you growled. You were fed up, lips pressed, fists clenched and skin hot. You burst into your quarters in the Jabari palace. “You continue to treat me like a child as if I’m not supposed to be your equal. You aren’t going to do it anymore. I won’t be pushed aside, ignore, overruled, and disregarded until you feel the need to want me!”

“Y/N.” M’Baku growled.

“No! I’m not letting you get your say!” you said. “You aren’t going to talk over me. I’m not one of the council members who came to bicker with you so you’ve decided to bark your way out of hearing what they have to say.”

M’Baku rolled his eyes and watched you rant and rave. “Y/N…”

“I’m not done, M’Baku!” you said. “This is exactly what I’m talking about! You don’t value me. I’m just a play thing for you. You married me only to just keep me here.”

“Y/N.” M’Baku said, annoyed.

“Just because you are chief of the Jabari and have dominion over the Jabari people doesn’t make you head gorilla over everything including my life!” You said.

M’Baku violently backed you into the wall, making you gasp. You glared into his eyes, seeing the anger that had built up from your words. You clearly struck a few nerves with your words as his nostrils flared and his jaw was clenched.

“You must have forgotten your position, little one.” M’Baku said. You looked up at him with wide eyes, but not in fear but arousal. You knew that when M’Baku spoke in this tone that you had done something wrong and the very idea of the punishment he had to deal sent your head spinning. Your entrance was already moistened at the thought. This was the game you loved playing with him. Beneath the surface of your relationship with M’Baku, past being his wife and friend, you loved whoring for him. Annoying him, prying and doing little aggravating things to get him to top you. You loved doing it and M’Baku loved reacting to it. Even when you did it unintentionally, you both took pride in this little game. “Do I need to remind you where your place is?”

“M’Baku, I…” you started.

“Excuse me?” M’Baku said in a dark tone, furrowing his brows at you.

You swallowed the lump in your throat and stared back at him. “Sir, I’m sorry.”

“Words mean nothing to me now, little one.” M’Baku said. His grip on your arms loosened as he stepped away from you. You stood still against the wall as M’Baku moved to the front of the room to the cushioned bed chest. M’Baku opened it and and pulled out a leather paddle. You bit your lip, looking at him in anticipation. M’Baku walked up to you, pointing the tool in your direction. “Look at you. You scream your pretty little head off, rattle my cage. You wanted this. If I didn’t know any better, little one, I say you’ve been spoiled.”

You let out a stifled moan as the cool leather corner glided across the skin of your neck. Your head pressed into the wall, your palms getting sweaty. “M’Baku…”

“Little one.” M’Baku scowled.

“Sir, let me apologize to you properly.” You said.

“Oh, you will.” He said. “Start by dropping your clothes. Now.”

You wasted little time, coming out of your clothes. Shedding each layer with a quickness as M’Baku’s eyes feasted upon you. However, he was very good at hiding how pleased he was with the show. You still stood before him, clenching your thighs in arousal and trying to talk your own body out of touching yourself and possibly increasing the degree of your punishment. M’Baku walked backwards, motioning you along. Once his legs made contact with the bed, he sat down.

“What are your safe words?” M’Baku said.

“Wood to slow down. Snow to stop.” You recited.

“Across my lap.” M’Baku said.

You hurried, laying across M’Baku’s lap. Your ass exposed to him as you braced your hands on the floor. Without warning, the paddle made contact with your right cheek. You pressed your lips together to stop the yelp you would have let out.

“Is this not what you wanted?” he said. “Yes or no.”

“Yes.” You said.

“Yes, what?” M’Baku said bringing the paddle back down on your cheek.

“Yes, sir.” You said fighting the yelp.

“You wanted to make me mad. You were seeking out punishment.” M’Baku said. M’Baku brought the paddle down again, making you jump. You placed your hands on the floor trying to balance yourself but, it was like M’Baku was purposeful trying to force you out his lap.

“Sir, please. I’m sorry.” You moaned, the sting from the beginning of your punishment welling up.

“You can’t talk your way out of this, little one.” M’Baku said. “I thought this was what you wanted. Be a big girl for me. 5 more.”

You nodded and prepared yourself as the paddle came back against you with a pop. You hissed as you fought the pain but, still found pleasure in it. You arched your back a bit and felt the lips of your pussy getting wetter. M’Baku watched you fight to control yourself and thought about how he tried you well with taking the paddle. “Are you pleased with yourself?” M’Baku asked you as he delivered another strike.

“Yes, sir.” You moaned with a hint of cockiness in your voice.

“You think you’ve won over me. You think you can manipulate me now?” M’Baku asked as your shoulders tensed up as the paddle came back again. You heard the darkness in his tone, you felt his eyes burning a hole into the back of your head. You racked your brain for a response but, you couldn’t find the words. Displeased with you not answering him, M’Baku delivered a hard smack making you let out a yelp. You heard him let out a chuckle. “Don’t worry, little one. I’m going to teach you how to behave.”

You looked back at him and saw the devious smile and the paddle lift higher. You bit your lip as you watched it came back against you. Your toes curled as you jolted forward, fighting against the strength of M’Baku to stay in his lap. You couldn’t give up so easily even though the goal of this was for M’Baku to win.

Finally, the last strike of the paddle came and you held your breath. You sighed pleased with yourself as you rubbed your thighs together, biting your lip at your already quivering entrance. The sting on your plump ass made you even hotter.

“Up.” M’Baku ordered. You rose to your feet and watched M’Baku hungrily. “On the bed, how I taught you.”

You crawled on the bed, getting into the position. You kept your cheek to the mattress, hands by your head, ass in the air with your knees holding you up. You heard M’Baku move around the room and again you heard the creak of the chest. Your breath quickened in anticipation. You wanted so badly to touch yourself but, you knew what M’Baku had to give would be much better so, you remained still.

It wasn’t long before you heard the chest close and M’Baku’s heavy footsteps. “Give me your arms.” He said. You moved your arms back behind you, offering them to M’Baku. He roughly grabbed them, making you gasp. You felt the silk sash being wrapped around your wrists and it got tighter with each time it looped around your wrists.

“Is it too tight, little one?” M’Baku said.

“No.” you moaned.

With one final pull, the sash tightened to it’s full potential and you felt the knot being put in. “Good.” You felt the sudden stretch of two fingers digging into you. You moaned and squirmed, losing the arch in your back. “Get back into position.”

You licked your lips, getting control back and arching your back again. M’Baku’s fingers slid out of you, earning a moan from you. Your walls contracted needing to feel something back against them. You felt M’Baku lean over you and he presented his fingers to you. “Taste yourself, little one.” You took his long fingers into your mouth, moaning at your own taste. You sucked his fingers more, closing your eyes and envisioning his hard member deep in your throat, your mouth watering even more at the memory.

“That’s enough.” He ordered. You pulled away, obediently but looking up at him. “Tell me what I want to hear, little one.”

“Sir, I want you.” You said. “I want you deep inside me.”

“Why? I don’t think you deserve it. You’ve been terrible all day. Having me inside you would be a reward. And your behavior…tsk tsk. Unacceptable.” M’Baku said. You squirmed your body becoming demanding.

“Please. I need it. I promise I’ll be good. Just this once. Don’t you see how wet am I?” you moaned.

M’Baku lifted off you and grazed his fingertip along the length of you. He drew circles on your clit making you jolt forward. Your toes flexed as you fought the urge to back into him. He pushed his middle finger into you, slightly hooking it so it would graze your g-spot. You shuddered, letting out a moan. You dug your face into the mattress, trying to muffle your moans. You started to spread your legs even more, even slacking in your arch.

“I’m not going to tell you again, little one.” M’Baku scolded. “Keep your position or do you need some help?” You felt the leather of the paddle and immediately straightened up even though the thought of the paddle only aroused you more. M’Baku pumped his fingers in and out of you. You contracted around him, squeezing his fingers, demanding more force. He added two more fingers, filling you up and watching you cream on his thick, long digits. Your breath became labored as you moaned into the comforter. You felt your release coming and you mentally prepared yourself. You tightened around his fingers, finally turning your head to let out the load moan you had building up. You suddenly let his fingers rip from you. You craned your neck to like at him with confusion in your eyes. Your core felt empty, warm and wet but with no release.

“Why do you look so shocked?” M’Baku chuckled. “You thought I’d let you come? Ha, no.”

“M’Baku!” you cried. You yelped as the paddle cracked across your ass.

“I told you that you were going to learn how to behave. Even if it takes us all night, little one.” M’Baku said.

“Please, I’m sorry.” You cooed. “I’ll behave. I’ll behave like you want. I just want you, I need you.”

“Begging? I think I like when you beg. Do it again.” M’Baku said with clear amusement in his voice.

“Sir, please. Today I was terrible but, I won’t do it again. I’ll never disobey you anymore. Please, I just need you. I need you inside me.” You said. You went so far as to arch yourself more and spreading your legs. You wagged your ass as if you were dog. “Please.”

M’Baku sighed as if he was disappointed in you but, he shrugged. “Very well.” He said. You heard the clack of his buckled as he shed the bottom half of his clothing. He stroked his hard member before positioning himself behind you. You felt his tip drag over you. You moaned as you anticipated how it would feel inside you. His girth stretching you as he’d dive into you. You wiggled slightly, needing and trying to encourage him. One of M’Baku’s massive hands pressed on the small of your back, holding you in place for him. Just as you expected, he shoved himself into you no care if his action would cause you pain as you loved it regardless.

M’Baku’s thrusts were rough and powerful. You grunted as each punishing stroke hit you and drove you further into your orgasm. You tried pulling on your restraints but, they kept you bound. You whimpered as M’Baku gripped your hips. His thumbs digging into your back, daring to bruise them.

“Sir.” You gasped as you clenched around him. He ignored you as he grunted above you, his eyes fixed on your face contorting in a mix of bliss and lust. M’Baku leaned in, taking a fist full of your hair and pulling you up. You cried as there was now a somewhat unwelcomed twist in your spine.

“You think you are in control here. You aren’t. You forgot who you belong to. You forgot our rules.” He huffed.

“I haven’t.” you whined. “I promise.” M’Baku’s hips crashed into you unrelentingly. It wasn’t the sweet, sensual movements of your lovemaking. It almost felt like he hated you and only made you hotter. Your hands rolled into fists, your nails piercing your palms almost. M’Baku realized your mess of coils and leaned over you. This angle letting him hit you deeper.

“Fuck!” you cried as your toes curled. You squeezed around him with every stroke. You wanted him to empty himself inside you. You wanted your cup to run over. You wanted to be left on the mattress senseless for him to gather you, bring you back to reality, only for him to break you again.

M’Baku started to shudder. He noted that he didn’t have long. Part of him wanted to prolong your correction but, another part was ready to unload. Then again, he knew better. He knew what you wanted. You weren’t going to win totally. M’Baku pulled on the sash that tied your wrists together, pulling you up.

You winced at the stretch in your shoulders as he leaned in to whisper in your ear. “You will never disrespect me in this way ever again. Do you understand?”

“Yes, sir.” You said.

“You will remember your place when you speak to me. Otherwise, I will use that mouth of yours until your voice can only come out as a croak.” M’Baku said. Your response only came out as a cry and he smacked you on your ass again. He let you drop back on the bed like a dead fish. You shook slightly.

“Sir, I’m coming!” you cried. M’Baku kept his pace as you gave a high pitched squeak as you came. You gave guttural noises as he chased his own orgasm inside you. He wanted until the very last moment to rip himself from you, throwing you on your back and positioning himself just above your chest. Hot streams of cum hit your face. You gasped as the spurts hit your lips and part of your eye. M’Baku stroked himself, making sure to give you every drop. You kept one eye shut as you looked up at him. You licked your lips tasting him as he marveled at you. You both remained like that, catching your breath. Tension and lust cleared the air, letting you both know that it was over now.

M’Baku got off the bed and going to the bathroom. You heard the tub running and rummaging through cabinets. He came back later with a wet towel to clean you off, tenderly. He lifted you up, untying you. You looked up at him to see a softness in his eyes. His aggressions and frustrations were gone and the sweet loving husband had returned. He carried you to the massive bathtub that was now full of water and bubbles and fragrance wafting from it.

You were slowly placed into the warm water with M’Baku getting in behind you. You laid against his chest, soaking. Your eyes felt heavy as M’Baku’s fingers drew soft circles on your shoulders. You enjoyed the tender moments after he was rough with you. It made it all the better. He held you close, cradling you, showing you how precious you were to him.

Later, he pulled the sheets over both of you. Your arm was lazily thrown over his broad chest as he had his own arm wrapped around you.

“I love you.” You said.

“I love you, too.” He said.

tags for this fic: @muse-of-mbaku @great-neckpectations @chaneajoyyy @yaachtynoboat711 @yofavcocoa @sonofnjobu (A/N: If I missed anyone I apologize.)