#sub!shuri

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❁ཻུ۪۪♡ wouldn’t change a thing

Pairing - sub!shuri x dom black fem!reader

Word Count - 6.8k

Contains - smut (18+), sub!shuri, dom!reader, fingering, masturbation, voyeurism, overstimulation, edging, strap-on, choking/breathplay, brat!shuri, jealous!shuri, kinda possessive!shuri, brat tamer!reader, shuri rolls tf outta her eyes in this one cuz she got a little attitude

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Sneak Peak - “Do me a favor and go sit on the edge of the desk for me, yeah?” And she complied, for it was in instances like these that her royal title, her professional achievements, and her intellectual brains held no significance. In these moments, it didn’t matter who she was to the country of Wakanda, that they looked up to her, relied on her, and even bowed to her, it all faded away; she consistently yielded to your dominance.

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Writers Note: Special shoutout to @inmyheadimobsessed and thank you for being real patient, I know you wanted this bad! I really enjoyed writing this one, it’s just pure smut for all you filthy people (just like me!), but anyways, hope you all enjoy this read!

❁ཻུ۪۪♡ Another day unfolded at the lab; another day filled with complex equations that your mind effortlessly processed. It was a typical lab scene in Wakanda, where the brightest minds convened to work on various projects. Amidst the hectic environment, your girlfriend, who happened to be the most brilliant of them all, shot disapproving looks at you from across the lab. You were busy assisting someone else, another girl, helping her with difficult equations only you and Shuri had the brains to solve in a minimal amount of time. Despite the girl's subtle attempts at flirting, you provided her with the help she needed, choosing to overlook her flirtatious mannerisms. But Shuri, she was angry; seething in jealousy as she watched the way you fessed up to the needy girl beside you.

For another fleeting moment, your eyes met Shuri's, but she averted her gaze quickly, causing your stomach to churn with unease. You were well aware that as soon as the door to your bedroom closed, you'd have to brace yourself for her inevitable whines and complaints that would leave her lips and slip through her body language.

As the sun began to set and the lab gradually emptied, you made your way back to your room. Finding your bedroom unoccupied wasn't surprising, given that Shuri typically lingered in the lab until late hours. And so you proceeded with your night, changing into a more relaxed attire and prepared a snack while anticipating Shuri's eventual exit from the lab to join you, readying yourself for her likely complaints. The minutes ticked by, until finally, your girlfriend entered through the doorway.

“Hey,” you muttered, but she completely ignored you, making her way to the bathroom for her daily shower. You were utterly astonished, taken aback by the extent to which she was willing to make her point and you were growing frustrated and impatient.

After what felt like an eternity, Shuri eventually came out. Her curls retained its dampness from her shower, and your gaze traced the tattoo situated behind her left ear, which extended down to her hand. The sight of your girlfriend made your stomach flutter. She was always ridiculously sexy and the thought of having your way with her at this very moment was enticing, yet Shuri had alternative plans. She takes her place beside you on the bed, continuing her performance of silence as she proceeds to ignore you and your most obvious frustrated presence.

“You gonna tell me what’s going on with the attitude?,” you spat with a harsh tone, breaking the silence that hovered between you two.

“What attitude?,” Shuri replies, eyes still nowhere on yours. You let out a hefty sigh, one that was accompanied by an aggressive eye roll.

“You know, you’re really starting to piss me off,” you mention.

“Ditto.”

By this point, your patience with her and her demeanor had worn thin. You seize her jaw, possibly with an aggression that you hadn’t initially intended, forcing her gaze to meet yours as you were teetering on the edge of reaching a breaking point.

It’s not that you weren’t aware of why she was upset, you knew why. But you didn’t believe your actions deserved this type of behavior from Shuri.

“Shuri, baby, talk to me or don’t start.” You let go of her jaw, an act of permission to get her to speak. Shuri rolls her eyes in response, a sly smirk subtly peeking through her lips as you move your hands to firmly grab her throat.

“Baby…” A word of warning as you pressed down a bit further. Shuri bit her bottom lip, her face softening as she willingly brought her gaze to yours for the first time tonight. You let go of her throat, getting lost in the way it bobbed once she swallowed.

“You know why I’m upset, nkoszana, so I’m not even sure why you’re making me say it.”

“Because I was simply doing my job, and you’re getting upset Shuri, like what is it you want me to do?”

“I don’t care. I don’t like her. She clearly has a thing for you and you’re just kissing up to her obvious flirtations.”

“Shuri, I’m not doing anything but my job. She asks for help, and I give it to her in a polite manner. Whatever other motives she has is none of my business and I don’t give a fuck, I really don’t. But I have to do what I’m required to do, right? You’re the boss, so you tell me.” Your tone was clipped and straight to the point.

“Whatever. I don’t care.”

“No, you clearly do care, so tell me what I should do, princess.”

“Do what you want.”

Once more, you let out a forceful eye-roll, your frustration evident as you massage your temples in an attempt to ease your upcoming headache. Dealing with your girlfriend's constant complaints was nothing new; you were aware of her challenging nature even before you entered into the relationship but your determination to set things straight was one of the numerous reasons that made you her perfect counterpart. You had every intention of properly dealing with her attitude, but tonight, you decided to grant her a head start….but just for tonight.

You turned over in the bed, shifting your body to fully face her as you grasped her face once more, this time with ease as you spoke your gentle words.

“Look, my love, I’m sorry. Ok? I’m so sorry,” you cooed as you began caressing her chiseled features.

“Forgive me?,” you asked with doe eyes as Shuri shifted her body to meet yours. You quickly pecked a kiss on her lips, forcing a smile to creep through her.

“There’s my girl,” you muttered lovingly, as she softened her attitude with yours. Shuri grabbed your body and wrapped her arms around you, pulling you into her chest as she placed a kiss on the top of your head.

“I’m sorry, I just don’t like seeing people trying to take what’s mine,” she whispered into you.

“I’m always going to be yours, Shuri, and you know that.”

“I know…but does she know that?”

“Forget about her, baby. Just let me fall asleep in your arms tonight, yeah?” You move your face from her chest to meet her sleepy eyes, raising your head to gently kiss her button nose. Shuri's face brightens with a smile, and she playfully wrinkles her nose, breaking into a gentle laughter as you embrace each other once again. The two of you drift off into slumber, finding a peaceful interlude before the inevitable storm.

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The following morning unfolds with ease, your time in the lab offering a less hectic state as your previous days have, but this was short-lived as you spot the familiar figure of the girl approaching you once again for assistance. A deep sigh escapes your lips, not directed at her, but rather because you knew what would happen as a result of it.

Beyond her annoying flirtations, you do understand why she came to you for help. You were one of Shuri’s best lab assistants and it was no secret that Shuri was not keen on the other girl, therefore she came to you.

Shuri's piercing gaze was far from discrete, juggling her attention between attending her tasks while also casting a vigilant look your way, a stare brimming with unmistakable jealousy. She observed every action, ensuring you stayed well within the boundaries she had set, and you were more than aware. The intensity of her glares grew distracting, making it difficult to attend to your duties and so you had to cut it short.

“Hey, I’m sorry but I got to take care of something real quick. I’ll be right back.”

As you approach Shuri, her gaze drops, redirecting her focus to her task while she inhales deeply. Your face clearly displays frustration as you bend your knees to align with her seated form.

“You’re being a brat,” you whispered, keeping an eye out for any nosey lab assistants.

“I don’t give a shit,” she spat back instantly.

“Shuri…” Your tone was a warning, but Shuri persisted in keeping up her facade, rolling her eyes with a subtle smirk and that act alone pushed you to your breaking point. You seized her wrist, leading her into her vacant office space. You lock the door and push her into the office chair. Leaning forward, you positioned yourself to meet her eyes, intentionally highlighting your lifted cleavage and Shuri’s gaze was anything but subtle.

“You, my love, are really starting to piss me off and get on my nerves,” you said, lightly grasping her jaw.

“I do not care. She’s obviously into you and I don’t like it.”

“So what you gonna do Shuri? Fire her and put that poor girl out of a job cuz you don’t like her??”

“Sounds enticing…”

“Shuri!”

“What?? I don’t see why she only goes to you anyway. I’m the smartest in the lab, she could come to me for help if she really needs it.”

“Now you know damn well why she won’t go to you, giving her the nastiest looks and all.”

Another eye roll manages to escape her, crossing her arms as she sits manspread in the chair in front of you. You've reached your limit with her bratty behavior, allowing her to hold the upper hand for long enough. Now, it's your moment to employ what you do best. You squat down, meeting her seated eye level, grasping her face between your thumb and middle finger as you exert a pressure that makes her flinch in response.

“You are reealllyy starting to piss me off, baby.” Your voice turned into a low, husky murmur, a sound that caused Shuri's pussy to pulse beneath your firm grip, a fact you were well aware of. You had an eye for detecting when she began to soak her boxers, the subtle gentleness in her eyes and the accelerated rhythm of her breath never escaped your notice.

“Do me a favor and go sit on the edge of the desk for me, yeah?”

And she complied, for it was in instances like these that her royal title, her professional achievements, and her intellectual brains held no significance. In these moments, it didn’t matter who she was to the country of Wakanda, that they looked up to her, relied on her, and even bowed to her, it all faded away; she consistently yielded to your dominance.

“You know baby, I’m starting to think this little attitude is simply because you want something from me,” you cooed seductively, playing with the waistband of her baggy shorts and she gulped beneath your touch. She would consistently attempt to maintain the illusion of holding the upper hand when dealing with you, a charade that only Wakanda believed. However, once the doors were closed, she would abandon her strength, discard the influence of the heart-shaped herb, and surrender complete control of her body to you.

You ease your hold on her face, letting your hand slide along her throat until you arrive at its base, where you apply a subtle pressure, eliciting a soft gasp from her, a sound that sends a pulsating sensation through your own pussy. As your grip tightens, she draws her final breath, savoring the dominance you exert as you deny her the ability to inhale.

“Nod if you’re ok.” And she does, frantically clutching your wrist as she intensely longs for more. You briefly release your hold on her throat to remove her baggy shirt and sports bra, and she helps you with equal excitement, both of you impatient to indulge in each other. You unbutton her baggy shorts and eagerly slip your hands beneath them, encountering the outcome of your actions through the mess between her legs. Her reaction is visceral; her mouth opens in astonishment as you circle her clit through the fabric, and she wastes no time pressing into you, seeking more friction.

“You’re so needy, you know that? A fucking brat, for real.”

“I…”

“You what? Wanna be punished baby? Is that what this is all about? Just wanna be fucked good, huh?”

“Mhmm,” she moaned with a nod, biting on her bottom lip but it wasn't enough for you. What you craved was the sound of the voice, the quivering words that attempted to escape her; observing how she struggled to string together coherent sentences while you toyed with the heat between her legs. Your other hand sought her throat once more, a location it favored when it wasn’t occupied in her snug cunt. You applied just enough pressure to milk a strangled gasp and she knew exactly what it was you needed from her.

“Y-yes,” she responded, but you still weren’t pleased and so you pressed firmer into her windpipe.

“Sentences, Shuri. You know I don’t do that weak shit.”

“Yes, y/n. I-I w-want you to p-punish…me. P-put me in my place,” she struggled to say amidst her airflow being restricted and your hand down her pants, but she smiled her way through it, her smile fading into a breathless moan as you slip your hand into her boxers and come head on with her saturated pussy. Her slick was audible and sticky, clinging to your fingers as you pranced through her plush folds, purposefully toying with her clit to drive her insane.

“Y-y/n…please…please?”

“Ssshhh, my pretty girl, I’m getting there.”

“Unh.”

You grabbed her chin and forced her gaze on yours. Her eyes were so desperate, so sleepy and she shut them completely when you finally sunk them into her without warning.

“Oh, shit…y/n, baby.”

Your fingers were well equipped with Shuri’s pussy, familiar with the walls that paved the way to the spot that always led your beautiful girl to her sweet bliss. It didn’t take long before your pace quickened, your fingers soaking in everything Shuri’s wet pussy had to give you. Her walls hugged your fingers, weeping around them as you plunged into her g-spot.

“Bast…ewe...ewe! Nceda ungayeki…” (Bast…yes….yes! Please don’t stop…). Per usual, Shuri’s body became needy, her hips bucking forward to meet your thrusts, her breasts bouncing frantically and the sight of her body being so overwhelmed by you made you wet.

“Look at you Shuri…so fucking needy, yeah?”

“Mhmm. Yeah.”

“Such a brat, you’re frustrating as hell. I can feel you squeezing my fingers real good already…you gonna cum soon?”

“Yes, y/n! Y-yes…I-I’m gonna cum,” she whimpered, her pussy walls clamping down further and further with each thrust you gave her.

“You think you deserve it?”

“Ye-yeah.”

“Oh? You sure?”

“Mhmm, yes y/n…I deserve it, just…fuck.”

You released your fingers from her cunt, tapping her lips as a signal for her to open wide and taste herself and she obliged.

“Mmmm,” she moaned at her own flavor as you swooshed your fingers through her mouth, hitting the back of her throat to make her gag just once and you chuckled at the tears that began to brim on the outer corners of her tired eyes. And instantly your hands are back into her aching cunt, milking her as her whole body trembles beneath your touch.

“I’m gonna ask you one more time…do you deserve it?”

“Ye-”

You cut her off mid-answer with your palm slapping her drenched pussy lips, a whimper falling off Shuri’s tongue at the gesture.

“Answer me, princess. Properly this time.”

“N-no…I don’t deserve it.”

“What don’t you deserve?”

“To cum. I do-don’t deserve to c-cum.” A pout formed on her face and you responded with your own pout, mocking her with a fake frown.

“Poor baby,” you taunted.

“Y/n…pleeassee. I’ll be good. I’ll d-do better, just…unh…please let me cum for you.”

And you so badly want to give into her, fulfill her bodies desires and make her soak your whole hand but you were in control, carrying the power over her approaching orgasm and so you ripped your fingers from her tight pussy as she was on the brink of releasing, a full pout forming on her face as the knot in her stomach remained there.

“Wha--why? Nkosazna, please.”

You gave her no answer, but wrapped your lips around your fingers, savoring the intimate taste of your girlfriend as your gaze connected with hers.

“Do you know why I didn’t let your pretty pussy cum, baby?”

But Shuri says nothing, angrily rolling her eyes as she tries to regain an ounce of dominance; also secretly hoping you may continue “punishing her.” She attempts to push her way around you but you would not allow it. You pushed her chest, forcing her to sit back onto the desk. You clutched her jaw, almost painfully this time, a reminder of her place.

“I’m not gonna ask again.”

“Because I was being needy.”

“Mhmm…and?”

“And jealous.”

“What else?”

“And a brat.”

“Yes you were, my perfect girl.” You let go, gently caressing her face before you pull her lips into yours. She moans into the kiss, her flavor still lingering on your lips and you both feel like you could stay there forever.

“I love you,” she breathed into you, not wanting to let you go.

“I love you more,” you replied, finally breaking the kiss.

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The rest of the day goes by fairly well. Shuri works diligently at her desk, putting on her best behavior but you notice her slip up every now and then, subtly rolling her eyes at you because what is your beautiful girlfriend if not a spoiled brat?

As the evening draws near, you make your way to your room. As before, you're met with an empty bedroom until the sound of running water reaches your ears from behind the closed bathroom door. You get comfortable, waiting for her to emerge. And just like that, she appears once again, exuding an even greater sex appeal than before, dressed in a pair of gray sweats and a wifebeater. The waistband of her boxers peaks above her sweats, and a dainty set of gold chains adorns her neck, as if she needed the accessories to be any more attractive. She looks stunning, and you find yourself wanting to give her everything she didn’t deserve, a desire to untangle her until she’s your good girl again.

Shuri didn’t notice your presence until your voice broke the silence, casually startling her in your tracks.

“Bast, baby, you’re killing me,” you said, and you most definitely meant it. “Come sit here,” you gestured to her to come on your lap. For the gazillionth time, Shuri playfully rolled her eyes, smirking as she made her way to straddle you.

“You and this damn attitude…what I gotta do to take it out of you, hm?” You pull her in for a kiss, both of you needy with your grip and movements as she softly moans into your lips, causing you to smile against her.

“What is it you want, Shuri?,” you asked, your voice was low, your gaze even lower, admiring the way her nipples pierced through the fabric of her shirt.

“I want you to finish what you started,” she replied, her plea soaked in impatience.

“Hmmm? Attitude too damn loud, I can’t hear you over it.”

She sighs heavily before proceeding to speak. “You know what I want and if you won’t give it to me then I swear to Bast, y/n, I’ll just touch mys--”

But you cut her off as you swiftly raise a finger to hush her parted lips. Her immediate compliance sets a promising tone for the evening ahead, aligning perfectly with the intentions you had planned for her. You taunt her, daring her to finish her sentence, yet she refrains, her face contorting into profound yearning for your touch alone. Drawing her closer, your lips meet hers once again and she whimpers into your mouth and that sound in itself almost forces you to give in to her, to succumb to everything she wants without a fight on her end. Almost.

“You know that thing you said you’d do? Yeah, I’m gonna need you to do it.”

“W-what?”

“Imma need you to play with yourself. Make yourself cum at the pace I allow, my girl,” you softly command, caressing her cheek as you watch the way her face falls into your touch.

“I wanted you to do it,” she pouts, but you raise your eyebrow in question, challenging to see what’d she do but it shuts her right up instead. Good girl.

“Ok but…I need you to do something for me while I’m touching myself…please?”

“Hm? And what would that be?”

“I want you to choke me. You know how I like it, sthandwa.”

"Absolutely, I do," you respond, drawing her in for a final kiss before you begin to remove her clothing and undergarments soon after, leaving her in nothing but her dainty gold chains that have been driving you crazy. You orient yourselves just as you would if it were your own fingers about to sink into her cunt, your legs spread apart as she nestled between them, her back fitting snugly against your chest. Shuri mimics you, spreading her own legs as you set your gaze on her juicy, undeniably tempting pussy that catches the light in the mirror positioned before you. It was one of your favorite things about her; the deep, plump lips fixated between her thighs was nothing short of art to you.

You grasped her hand gently, guiding two of her fingers into the basin of your mouth, generously coating them in your own saliva. You hummed softly around her tattooed digits just before she trailed them down to her most sensitive area.

“Play with your clit, baby. Don’t go inside just yet,” you guided and she obeyed, nodding her head as her mouth opened the instant her fingers found her clump of sensitive nerves. Your girlfriend was easily influenced when it came to her pussy, making it a brief process for her whimpers to grow into mellow cries. With each push she placed onto her clit, her legs trembled, patiently awaiting your orders.

“Keep it going…don’t stop until I tell you.”

“Choke me,” she said, her plea coming out more demanding than begging. “Choke me, please.” There was the beg.

You take hold of her face, redirecting it towards you, granting her a final kiss before your hand glides down to her neck. A gasp escaped her lips in response to the sensation but her fingers did not halt, her juices becoming louder as she swished her clit.

“You look so beautiful like this Shuri…fuck.”

You applied a gentle pressure to her neck, your palm following the curves of her trachea and you sensed her throat shifting with every forceful swallow she took.

“Harder,” she softly begged, and you do, pressing further into her.

“Harder, y/n, harder. Choke me.”

“Damn, baby, you’re so nasty,” you teased, obeying her desperate plea. Gently, she begins to choke; her moans, soft gasps, and wet pussy become the sole sounds that reach your ears, forming a sinful melody. You lift your gaze to the reflection ahead, entranced with the sight, although Shuri's expression doesn't quite match the moment. She removes herself from your hold, turning her body around to face you before she begins to remove your leather belt.

“Shuri, what…what are you doing?”

“Shut up,” she says quickly, taking you by surprise.

“Hey…hey, this isn’t about me Shuri. This is about you, I don’t need-”

“Ssshhhh,” she says, cutting you off by colliding her lips into yours as she proceeds to remove your belt. Once it’s off, you understand her intentions as she wraps the leather around her neck like you would your waist, slinking it down until it’s firmly hugging her throat. “Choke. Me.”

While her request startles you initially, you eventually give in, pulling at the leather as Shuri proceeds to play with her clit. A second tug follows, leading to the sound and sight you've been longing for. The hoarse gasps that come from the depths of her throat, mingling with her escalating moans, a blended sound that made your pussy throb.

“Oh-ok…y-yes y/n. I-I’m gonna…I’m s-so c-close,” she struggled to say with the material that compressed her windpipe.

“Do what I love, princess. Choke for me,” you demanded and she knew exactly what you meant. Shuri stuck her tongue out with a playful grin, her eyes connected with yours in the mirror's reflection. The jolt in her clit gradually intensified as her walls became tighter and tighter. It was one of the sexiest things to you, watching her tongue stick as she left you in charge of her oxygen intake; drool pouring off the tip of her tongue as she choked and circled her clit in unison, making your drenched pussy clench around nothing but air, your clit aching for a sense of relief but they would have to wait.

“Nod if you’re ok, baby,” you say, pressing harsh kisses into the side of her neck. Shuri nods.

“F-fuck…y/n…I-mhmm.”

“Just tell me to stop if you need me to, ok?” She nods again. You pull a bit tighter, earning another choked response from her.

“O-okay.”

“You’re doing so well for me, just keep doing that. Keep rubbing yourself just like that.”

“Unh.”

She was so beautiful like this, whining beneath her own touch as she left her breathing to your reign and even though she had full power to stop the assault on her clit whenever she pleases, she knew not to without your direction and it made you desire her that much more. Shuri’s clit grew enlarged, her pussy lips puffed out as her drool oozed down the valley between her breasts. Your pussy ached for her, wanting to give her everything she did and didn’t deserve.

“Y/n…I…I-”

“Cum, baby. Give it to yourself.” And she did, letting go at that very moment while her staggered, breathless moans echoed through the room. You slapped her hand, creating space for your own fingers to rub her through the aftermath, tugging the belt hard into her windpipe, momentarily cutting off all her airflow and the act intensified her climax; it was the most elated feeling for Shuri.

“Y/n…unh,” she struggled to say. Her clit jolted under your touch, her cream pooling out of her thumping cunt as she collapsed into you. You removed the belt, allowing Shuri to consume oxygen once more and she coughed in delight, absolutely pleased with her orgasm but you were nowhere near done with her. She got what she begged for and now it was your turn.

You dipped your fingers into her, pumping a few times and she jerked from your touch, still throbbing from her orgasm, though her pussy seemed excited with the way she immediately clenched around you at the contact.

“Bast…y/n…p-please…shit.”

You played with her pussy for a few moments longer, gliding your fingers through her dewy folds and she flinched every time you teased her clit. Her chest grew heavy, making it harder for her to breathe as you tantalized her through her slow, descending climax. You place your fingers on her neck, beginning to caress the tender skin and she winces.

“Are you ok?,” you ask, with genuine concern. Shuri nods along with a small laughter.

You lay her down on her back, beginning to kiss her throat with love as you caress her sore skin with your gentle lips. A soft hiss escapes her as your lips make contact, the tenderness a contrast to the pressure she endured earlier, the pressure she begged for. You bring your lips to hers, kissing her as your hands trail down her body, stopping at her clit and she moans instantly into your mouth. You smirk against her. Her sensitivity made you feral.

You press soft circles into her beating bud, caressing her just enough to drive her insane. Her folds were so plush, sopping wet with her arousal.

“Y-y/n…I need…shit, unh…”

“What do you need, princess?”

“I want y-you in…inside.”

“Hmm? I can’t hear you baby.” Your taunting gaze met her desperate one, sliding your fingers until they met her entrance. You didn't dip inside just yet, though you wanted to, but instead pressed firm circles against her entrance as you watched the way her mouth dropped open and her eyebrows furrowed together in pleasure. The sight of her made your already soaking panties even more wet.

“Please y/n, just fuck me alreadyyy.”

“Look at you…so fucking needy. You want me to fuck you with my fingers so bad, yeah? Is that what you want?”

She nods so quickly and the gesture makes you smile. She is completely under your reign. She begins bucking her hips, desperately wanting your fingers to meet the depth of her clenching cunt and although you aren’t buried inside her, you feel her on the surface of her entrance; the way her pussy craves you, needs you to fill her up and make her whole. She closes her eyes, her head slightly tilting backward, but you seize her chin and direct her to face you before her head can fully lean back. For a brief moment, you maintain this posture, locking eyes with her longing gaze while teasing her. Her puffy clit collides with your palm with each buck against you and you allow it.

“Please y/n…I ne-need you. Please.”

“Where baby, where?” You were being mean.

“Inside, y/n. Unh.”

“Do you know why I’m doing this?”

She smirked, struggling to bring back her bratty side as you teased her hole.

“Be-because…”

“Because why, baby?”

“Because I was being a brat.”

“Yeah that’s right…what else?”

“Unh…I was be-being too ne-eedy and jea-lous.”

“Mhmmm.”

“Inside?”

You chuckled. “MY beautiful bratty girl. Always so needy for me.” You press your lips against her cheek, tilting your head into the curve of her shoulder as you dip your fingers inside her and you're greeted by the most seductive, sinful sound of love and lust that emanates from Shuri's mouth, ringing directly into your ear.

“Yeah…YEAH…oh fuck, y/n.”

Even though you can’t see her face, you just know her mouth is hung open, her eyelashes clinging together in ecstasy as you suck the skin on her sore neck.

“I wouldn’t want you any other way,” you assure, fucking your needy girl with precision. You raise your head a bit, aligning her lips with your ear, eager to catch her filthy moans. You return to meet her gaze, greeted by her perky breasts bouncing in unison with your rhythmic thrusts and her creamy pussy draws you in, captivated by her glossy slick that paints your fingers. But it's her eyes, those defenseless eyes that convey all the essential messages of the pleasure that was coursing through her.

“Yes, my angel…keep making that helpless face while you’re fucking down on my fingers.”

“Mmm..unh.”

“You’re so beautiful Shuri…the prettiest girl ever.”

“Y-y/n.”

You bring her in for a slobbery kiss, swallowing her moans as the squishy sounds down below get stickier.

“I love you, y/n…I…fuck.”

“I love you too, baby. Cum for me. Do it.”

And so she does, her hands fluttering to either side of your face while her unwavering gaze stays fixed on you. Tears gather at the edges of her stunning eyes as her cunt oozes in pure bliss.

“Yeah, y/n…unh…BAST.” She completely stops rocking against you but you don’t stop thrusting into her, causing her whole body to tremble.

“Y/n.. sthandwa…please stop.”

“Hm, baby? I didn’t quite catch that.”

“I want you…unh…”

“I can’t hear you my love, speak up.”

“Stop, please…stop.” She’s trembling, her voice shaking, but you knew her body, you knew it all too well. Protest might’ve been falling off her lips, but the grip her pussy contained on your fingers told you otherwise. You brought your thumb up, pressing the pad of it into her clit and she squirmed at the pressure, her pathetic tears continuing to swell in the corner of her eyes.

“Tell me one more time baby. Tell me you want me to stop and I’ll stop.”

But your perfect girl said nothing, nothing but the sound of whimpers came out of her swollen mouth. A faint smile broke through lips but swiftly vanished, replaced by her face that felt nothing but pleasure.

“That’s what I thought.”

“Bast…mmm.” Her sobs were pretty, her helpless state being one of your favorite looks on her.

“You think I can’t tell when your pussy’s had enough baby? She still wants me so badly, squeezing the fuck out of my fingers…so needy for me.”

She was a mess, becoming entranced by your words and cocky grin. She moaned without any concern for passersby because she did not care who could hear Wakanda’s protector submitting to your authority.

“You’re gonna give me another one,” you say, and she almost protests but she knows better. She doesn’t want you to stop anyway.

“You’re gonna cum around my dick this time, you think you can do that for me princess?”

“Mhmm.”

“Of course you can,” you say with a grin. Shuri helps you strip down, observing the way your wet slick adheres to the fabric of your thong as you glide them down your legs, creating a sticky string with your arousal. Your skin was so beautiful to her, its profound richness harmonizing with the textured curls that sat on your head. She admires your stretch marks that lead the way to your thick thighs and plush ass, the hues of brown in your inner thighs deepening the closer the skin got to your pussy. Bast, she was in love with you.

Shuri also helps you strap the vibranium toy to your hips, her most perfect invention that allowed you to feel her perfect pussy each and every time it sank into her. You lie on your back, motioning her to come on top of you and she obeys.

“Ride me, baby. Fuck yourself onto me until you cum around my dick.”

Shuri situated herself on top of you, firmly gripping the dildo before gently pushing it into herself and you both moaned in unison. It's a sensation that never loses its hold on you, the feeling of being inside her resonates, her pussy wrapping around your dick with her willful clench. Her pussy lips opened up for you, effortlessly gliding alongside the dildo and it was amazing to watch.

“Y/n! Oh yes…right there, nkoszana, right there…I..yeah.”

Her words mold unto putty as you consistently strike the nerves inside her, that tender spot that has her chasing both your orgasms. She dips her head back, pinching her erect nipples as her dark complexion glimmers with sweat. She appears heavenly on top of you, like she was floating, and the picture of her nudges you closer to your own pleasure.

“Look at you…you’re so fucking beautiful…sexy as fucking hell…god.”

“I…UNH…ooooo fuuuckkk.”

“You’re gonna cum aren’t you?”

“Yeah…I…I…”

“Don’t you dare s-stop fucking y-yourself. Don’t, Shuri…fuck.”

“Y/n…I-I can’t. I’m gonna c-cum.”

Her breasts bounce with each thrust she pounded onto you, her pussy milking your dick and you could feel your orgasm crying to be released. You grip her hips harshly, fucking her down onto your dick and she wails in pleasure, her eyes rolling back as her jaw drops. She takes one of her hands off her nipple, bringing it down to rub her clit and you swear you could cum right there. She was fucking amazing.

“You’re such a fucking whore, baby, huh? Wanna cum that bad?”

“UNH!”

“Yeah, keep crying like th-that. K-keep squeezing my shit like that.”

“Y/N!”

It took about five more slams and Shuri released once more, an explosive squirt that coated your abdomen and trickled down her thighs. But you didn’t stop fucking her, so close to your own high and she let you chase it.

“Fuck, baby…k-keep f-fucking yourself like that. Use my pussy, y/n, c-cum in me…mmmm…ugnh.”

“Yeah, princess…I’m s-so close just…fuck, shit!”

Shuri fucked herself onto you, ignoring the fact that her pussy was aching to the point of slight pain but she wanted to make you cum, watch her girl that she needed so much to unravel before her.

“Sh-Shuri?”

“Cum, y/n…pl-please? I want you to c-cum inside me.”

The both of you were blubbering messes, minds unfolding into mush as your vision became hazy. Her pussy squeezed you so good, caressing you just right and you spilled right into her.

“Oh fuck, Shuri…FUCK…I’m cumming baby, I’m cumming…shit.”

“I know…I know.”

“Ooooo fuck…GOD. Your pussy is so good, always so g-good for me…UNH. K-keep squeezing me just l-like that…yeah.”

“You’re so beautiful, y/n. Cumming so hard inside me.”

“Only for you. Always for you.”

After moments, Shuri squirted one last time; an orgasm that caused her to falter beside you, both of your chests heaving up and down as you struggled to regain your composure.

“Fuck, Shuri.”

“I love you, y/n.”

“I know you do…my bratty girl. I love you too.”

You pull her in for one last kiss.

“My beautiful, bratty girl.”

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

The next morning approached. You and Shuri were about to arrive late to the lab and it didn’t help that Shuri was, per usual, being difficult.

“Sthandwa, I don’t think the makeup is necessary,” she comments as you apply a generous amount of concealer to hide the bruises on her neck.

“Do you see yourself? Look,” you remark, pointing to the mirror where her marked up throat from both your passionate kisses and the impression of the leather belt reflects back at her. A sly grin appears on her face as she appreciates the reflection, tilting her head to gain a clearer view of the results of your actions.

“People are gonna think you’re dating a fucking psychopath,” you add as you continue covering up the bruises.

“Maybe it’s cuz I am dating a fucking psychopath,” Shuri responds, wincing when you press too hard, and you mockingly fake a frown.

“My poor baby.”

“Shut up.”

“Oooo…such harsh language,” you joke, and Shuri rolls her eyes before you both begin to laugh.

“Hurry up, y/n, I got work to do.”

“Be patient, I wanna make sure I cover you up good.”

Another chuckle escapes Shuri’s lips. “I don’t get how you do this makeup thing almost everyday. It’s exhausting just sitting here now.”

“Well I happen to like doing my own makeup, and cuz I can actually do it unlike your ass. Remember that time I got you to do my makeup??” You burst into laughter as Shuri glared you down in annoyance. “That crooked ass eyeliner you gave me! Oh! And what did you call mascara again?? Say it again!”

“Shut up, y/n.”

“Pleaaseee, baby, say it one last time and I’ll leave you alone,” you lie, biting your bottom lip as you try to contain your laughter.

Shuri sighs, rolling her eyes before she says it. “I called it an eyelash enhancer.”

You burst out into laughter and Shuri sits there unamused, trying to contain her own laughter at the sight of you laughing over something so small.

“You’re just too fucking cute. An eyelash enhancer?? PLEASE BABE.”

“Well I wasn’t entirely wrong.”

“No…you were definitely wrong.”

“I forgot what it was called, ok?”

“Hey, hey…don’t be like that baby, you know I’m just teasing you. You’re just too cute. Wait, hold still…I’m almooosttt…there! I’m done. How’s it look?,” you ask, redirecting her to the mirror.

“Mmmm…I think you missed a spot,” she jokes.

“Huh? Where? Hold up, lemme cover that shit.”

Shuri laughs, amused at your concern. “I’m just playing, nkoszana. You did a good job.”

You smile, bringing her in for a kiss. “Don’t ask me to use a fucking belt for a while, Shuri, I mean it.”

“Hmmmm…might have to give you a reason to use it again then, y/n.”

“Oh, you fucking nasty,” you playfully remark, slinging your arms around her neck and she flinches when you accidentally press her bruised skin. “Oh shit! Sorry!”

Shuri laughs. “It’s ok, sthandwa. I just love you.”

You cock your head to the side, biting your cheek as you fight to contain a cheeky grin but it’s no use. She draws you closer by your hips, causing your pelvis to brush against hers before she begins kissing you.

“Shuri…we’re late,” you say, as she begins trailing kisses down your neck.

“How about…let’s just not go?”

While the temptation was undoubtedly strong, now was not a suitable time. The lab needed you both.

“We gotta go, princess.”

A prolonged, annoyed whine escapes Shuri's lips before she releases you. "Fiiinnee," she draws with exaggeration and you can’t help but chuckle at her neediness.

“You’re so goddamn needy, baby.”

“Mhmm. And you said you wouldn’t have it any other way.”

And she was correct. You wouldn’t have it any other way. ❁ཻུ۪۪♡

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[inmyheadimobsessed]

Feels So Good Getting What I Want

pairing: shuri ✘ black!fem!reader

summary: you've returned home for the first time in months with news, and for the first time with shuri. you're admittedly nervous, and she's there for moral support, but shuri has a keen way of getting what she wants that may make relaying said news to your parents a tad bit harder.

word count: 6.3k

contains: smut (18+), slight thigh riding, oral (shuri receiving), strap!reader, sub!shuri, softdom!reader, praise!kink, multiple orgasms, needy!shuri, tribbing, aftercare (shuri receiving), coming out scene, fluff

tags: @verachii @szalipcombo @rxcently @coolestgay @widowmakker @fetchyourlife @blackgcomica @shurisbbymama @bestfriend491 @simp4iwaizumi @mocha-aya @shinsousliya @bratydoll @shuriswifereal @shuriri4life @shuris-whore @letitias-fav @axailslink @chidinma @awarm-sundaynight

divider by: @firefly-graphics

note: soooooo this completely got away from me! this was not the initial fic i was going to post, but i was dying to write sub!shuri smut so here we are. i did tear up just a tad writing this. i am unable to write smut without a fluffy ending idk, i’m not well mentally. shuri deserves to be serviced. shouts out to oomf for the translations. please enjoy <333

translations: wamkelekile kokwenu mtanam - welcome to your home my child, ndinikhumbhulile mama noTata - i missed you mom and dad, cela - please, sthandwa - my love

You smoothed your clammy hands down your sides as you stepped out of the car. Wide brown eyes scanned your childhood home, from the large front door all the way up to the balcony outside your bedroom. Your potted plants looked well taken care of, no doubt your mother’s doing.

Being home rarely came with nerves, seeing your family was not an often occurrence, and you were usually elated to be back. But this time was different, vastly. This time you did not return alone, and this time you returned with news. Your feet were rooted to the ground, refusing to stride up the front steps. You took in the house once again. So many memories wrapped up within those walls.

Growing up, your father instilled the significant role the Mining Tribe played in Wakanda's advancement, he took pride in being a leader in your community, and his pride reflected in you. His teachings were what drew you to Vibranium in the first place, what made you want to study it, and all of its capabilities. Studying science is what drew Shuri to you. She could not resist the presence of another young, gorgeous mind in her lab. Her words.

The images made you smile a bit, reminiscing on the many times your mother had to pry you from his lap in his office. Simpler times. Coming home after many months away unsettled you now though, the idea of speaking to your parents sent your stomach into a frenzy. You were not the same as when you saw them last, instead, you were an improved version of yourself, more confident.

But said confidence seemed to escape you now that you were reaching for it.

“Are you going to stand in that spot like a statue forever?” Shuri's amused tone snuck up behind you, fingers wrapped tightly around both your suitcases.

You huffed a breath. “Maybe if I remain still enough they won't see me.”

“Wamkelekile kokwenu mtanam! My baby!” The door swung open and your mother rushed down the steps.

“Too late.” You rolled your eyes at Shuri's snarky comment.

You were in your mother’s embrace before you knew it. She rocked you from side to side and you returned the hug. Your father emerged soon after, followed by your younger sister.

“Oh, how we’ve missed you, my dear.” You hugged your father, then your sister.

“Ndinikhumbhulile mama noTata. I am glad to be back.”

Shuri stood awkwardly behind you watching you greet your family. She refused to interrupt, and you were sort of relieved she hadn't spoken yet. You had a feeling it was her way of helping you prolong the inevitable.

She caught your sister's eyes then, and they widened like saucers. “Um, why is the Queen here?! You know the Queen?!”

Your parents’ attention shifted to Shuri too and she waved shyly. “Hello.”

“Your Majesty, we were not informed you would be arriving. Our apologies.” Your father tried to bow, but Shuri stopped him.

She moved in closer to you, and realization flashed within your sister's eyes. She smirked with a hum and you narrowed your eyes. Your parents, however, were none the wiser.

“Please, call me Shuri. I am only here as a friend to this one here. I hope it is okay that I stay.”

Your mother nodded. “Well of course, but I am sorry our guest room is not prepared.”

“Oh, I'm sure they would not mind sharing a room. All good friends do it, right?” Your sister pointed her loaded question at you and you huffed.

Your mother’s eyes were back on you, then Shuri. “Is this something you are comfortable with your Majesty?”

“Shuri. And yes, it's more than fine.” They nodded and began ushering everyone inside. Your family filed in ahead of you and Shuri, your feet still refusing to move. A sharp pinch to your butt caused you to yelp. Shuri concealed her laughter, feigning confusion as your family turned to see what was going on.

You waved them off with a lame excuse of stubbing your toe on a rock before shooting her Majesty a glare.

“That's sure to get those feet moving.” She hopped up the steps at lightning speed, both bags in one hand, and was through the door in seconds. You were still getting used to that, her newfound agility. Inhaling a deep breath, you finally moved toward the house and stepped into the foyer. You did miss home, a lot.

You missed the smell of your mother’s cooking, her baking, the strong cinnamon scent that clung to all the furniture. You missed it all terribly, and you were delighted to finally be back.

•••

After getting settled in your old room, you made your way downstairs for the tea your mother prepared, where you found Shuri already engaging with your family as though she'd known them most of her life.

You loved that about her. You loved everything that she was, but her ability to make a home in everyone's hearts with zero effort would always be one of your favorite things. Her laugh echoed through the kitchen as she chatted with your father. Your mother served her cookies and she accepted them graciously, biting into one with an exaggerated moan.

She beamed, despite the recent dark clouds looming over her life, Shuri was the sun — forever shining, forever heating your heart in the way only she could. She emerged from the storm not drenched in rain, but sun-kissed and resilient as ever.

You were staring, and you knew it, but you didn't care. Her smile still gave you butterflies. They fluttered inside you, the warm hibiscus tea only making them more excited as it slithered down to your depths.

“If your goal is to out yourself before you are ready, staring at the Queen like that is a sure way to do it.”

Your sister's voice startled you, and you rolled your eyes at her smug smile. “That is not my goal.”

“Well, I was fooled.” She made herself a cup of tea and stood near you behind the counter. “You could not help yourself, could you? You couldn't have fallen for someone regular, it had to be the Queen of our country. How did you manage to pull off the trick of the century, eh?”

Still as nosy as ever, still as rude. You scoffed and she laughed lightly. “You should mind your business.”

“Have you come here to tell them? Is that why you've come home after nine months?”

You sighed. She would not leave you alone, not until she got her answers, so you decided to bite. “I will tell them when I am ready.”

“Or they will figure it out before you get the chance to, with the way you can't seem to keep your eyes off her. Oh big sister, are you in love, truly?” Her eyes twinkled and you knew her interest was genuine.

A silly question really. Was it possible to exist inside of Shuri's world and not love her? “I am.”

Your sister squealed and pulled you in tight, drawing the attention of your parents and Shuri. The moment her eyes were on you, everyone else in the room ceased to exist. It was only the two of you.

“Bast, the two of you lack self-control. But I find it endearing I suppose.” She skipped off to her room after waving shyly at Shuri, having lost all interest in your conversation.

Your father ushered you over to the living room. “Come come, my baby. The Queen tells us you are now head of the design group at her lab, this is true?”

“Unofficially.”

Shuri shook her head, patting her lap for you to sit, and you almost took the bait, until you remembered where you were. You sat next to her on the couch instead and she blushed before speaking. “Officially. I am unable to frequent the lab as I used to now that I am Queen, so most of my responsibilities will fall to you. I will make the official announcement when we return.”

You wanted to kiss her, but you settled on a simple thank you.

“You know this interest in Vibranium started as a child. Always begging to go to the Great Mound with me every day.”

Your mother nodded in agreement. “This is true. These two were inseparable, thick as thieves. I see all of those late-night teachings have paid off.”

Shuri's grin was wide, prideful as she listened to your mother and father gush about your nerdy ways. You could tell she liked them, and they loved her, and it made you happy.

•••

Shuri shifted restlessly next to you. You were attempting to read a book before bed, but her twists and turns were a serious distraction. She'd been like this for the three nights you two spent at your parent’s house so far, and you knew why, you just chose to promptly ignore it.

Your days were usually fine, your sister and Shuri drew quickly to each other, having bonded over their love of teasing you and that younger sister complex they so clearly had. Nights were different. Shuri grew needy, whiny, and you had to suppress your natural instincts to tend to her.

She huffed a whine, pushing her right hand through her curls. “I cannot take this any longer.”

“Are you hot my darling? I can open a window if that would make you feel better.” Eyes never peeled from your book as you spoke. The irritated groan she gave you made you chuckle, and you turned the page.

“Why haven't you touched me? It's been days, I have never gone this long without your touch. Please, I need it now.”

You placed a warm palm on her shoulder and squeezed. “Touch.”

“That is not what I meant.” Shuri pouted and you grinned to yourself.

You licked your lips, turning another page. “What of those years before you knew me, or my touch? What would you do on those restless nights?”

“If you're suggesting I pleasure myself, I assure you, I will do it. I need friction, and if you're unwilling to provide–”

You looked up from your book finally after hearing her threat, eyes hot and scolding. “Oh? Is that what you are prepared to do, sthandwa? By all means...”

“Only if you keep neglecting me. I just crave your hands all over me. I need you.” Her voice was a whisper, alerting you she wasn't quite bold enough to challenge you in that regard.

“My sweet, you know why it has to be this way. I have yet to speak to my parents, haven't told them about us.”

“Your parents are not infants, I’m sure they have already figured it out. Do you often bring Wakandan royalty home with you on your visits? Do you usually sleep in the same bed with them?”

You sighed, acknowledging she was probably right. You’d noticed the way your mother eyed you in the kitchen when you insisted on making Shuri's breakfast for her. She liked it a certain way, and only you knew how to prepare it. You peeped how she nudged your father as you placed the plate before her, squeezing her fingers and fighting the urge to kiss them, and the tattoos decorating them.

“They believe we are just friends. Nothing else as of right now, and I don't want to risk them finding out we are more when they hear your screams of my name. I have an image to maintain in their minds, you know?”

Shuri sat up near the headboard and turned to face you, gasping dramatically. “I will not apologize for enjoying myself when we are intimate. If I’m loud, it is only because you're doing a fantastic job and I want you to know that. You want to remain innocent in their minds, but we both know you are nothing of the sort.”

“And that is precisely why me touching you right now is a terrible idea.”

“I can be good, I promise. I just need to feel you.” Shuri pried the book from your hands, plopping it on the nightstand before straddling your lap. You were adamant about denying her, but your treacherous body gave in the moment her lips found your neck, melting under the feeling.

She rocked her hips against your thigh and you could already feel how damp her crotch was through her briefs.

“Shuri…” You breathed out when her teeth grazed your nipples through your thin sleep shirt.

“I need you, my love. Please.” Her rhythm of humping your leg was picking up and so were her small cries. The idea of her getting off just by rubbing against you had you soaked. Your hands were still at your sides, and it was growing harder to resist placing them on her hips to guide her.

Shuri threw her head back with a moan and you watched her work in complete adoration. “I'm so wet for you my love, want you to taste me.”

“You can't say things like that, Shuri. My restraint can only last so long.” You moaned lowly with her, your arousal intensifying at the sight of her actions.

“Stop resisting me. Please me.”

You let out a long groan. “My parents are in the other room. I can't–”

“Please? I need you, only you.” Words she knew would drive you up a wall. You pulled her in by her throat, crashing your lips to hers. Shuri giggled into the kiss, knowing she would win, she always did. Wet mouths devoured each other, peppering hot pecks along necks and jawlines.

Your hands gripped her hips, helping her rhythm, steadying her, your lips still on hers.

“Lay back for me my dear.” Shuri followed your instructions in excitement. She always took pride in getting you to do bad things. You hovered above her, connecting your lips sloppily whilst sliding her boxers down.

The second your fingers pressed onto her clit, she screeched. She was wetter than you'd ever felt and you couldn't fight your desire to taste her. “You said you would be good.”

You spoke your words before dipping your two Shuri-coated fingers into your mouth. She watched, eyes wide, nibbling on her bottom lip, as you tasted her.

“I'm sorry. I'm only excited, I will be better.” Shuri pulled her shirt off and spread her legs, inviting you all the way in, and who were you to deny yourself? Overindulging in her was an acquired skill. Your lips met her neck, biting a little, and she whimpered.

“Do that again.” A shameless request, and you obliged, pulling her skin between your teeth. She hissed at the pain, and you smiled into the action. Your tongue licked the indent you made before placing a gentle kiss there.

Moving further down her figure, you pulled her right nipple into your mouth and tweaked the left, then switched, giving them both equal attention. She gasped, too loud for your liking and you glared at her.

“Shuri.” Her name on your lips was scolding enough, and she apologized once again. You returned your mouth to her nipples and she allowed herself soft, short breaths. She was a mess, and you’d barely begun.

You pecked your way down her stomach, nibbling on her abs and she purred. Soft sucks on her waist were sure to leave bruises. Finally, you reached the place where you knew she needed you most. A glorious sight, Shuri's pussy was the prettiest thing, and was high up on your list of favorite things about her.

“Is all of this for me?” You glanced at her glistening folds, running your middle finger through her pool, then back to her eyes and she nodded. You pressed a kiss to her drenched clit before beginning a light suck, wanting to test her promise. All she gave you was a quiet whine and you smiled. Your mouth worked her soft bud and you brought your fingers into the mix, slipping them inside her without effort.

Moaning at the way her heat responded to your touch was an immediate reaction as you ate her out. Her wetness was a taste you could never grow tired of.

The acts of slurping her clit and finger fucking her hole had her thrashing about. “Yes! Yes! Oh, right there!”

It was too much for her, you knew that, but you also needed her to behave. You pulled your fingers from inside her and licked her clit one last time before climbing back up her body. “My love, I do not enjoy being disobeyed.”

“Feels too good.” Her lids were stamped shut as she pulled her nipples.

You rolled your eyes in defeat and stood, sliding your lacy panties down to your ankles before stepping out of them. They were balled inside your fist before you returned to the bed. “Open.”

She did as you asked and you shoved the fabric into her pretty little mouth. “I would advise you to breathe through your nose darling.”

Your hungry lips were back on her cunt again, devouring every inch of her saturated folds. Your tongue darted in and out of her hole and she clenched around it, back spiking off the bed. Shuri’s swollen clit twitched under your pruned thumb and the sloshing only increased. Not once did her moans elevate above a desperate hum.

You were enjoying yourself, reveling in the taste of her juices splashed all over your face. You lapped every drop up and she wiggled, grinding harder into your mouth and tongue.

Three fingers pumped her and Shuri shot up instantly. She peered down at you between her thighs through hooded eyes as you fucked and sucked her, nodding her head in approval. She looked so sexy with your panties sticking out her mouth, chest heaving, and covered in sweat. It was nearly enough to send you all the way over untouched.

“Am I the only person to ever make you feel this good, my Queen?”

Her fingers locked in your tight coils, guiding your head up and down her wet cunt. “Mhmm.”

Nimble digits stretched her leaking entrance, slow at first, then your pace accelerated. Your eyes trained on her barely open ones, and you knew.

You spanked her pussy lips with your free hand, daring her to make a sound. Pride filled you when she continued her hums, eyes rolling all the way back in her head. “Come for me, do it for me, baby. In my mouth.”

She grunted in the back of her throat, grabbing your head and grinding her sensitive nub firm against your tongue. Shuri's head flew backward, her breathing picking up, and she trapped your head in between her shaking thighs. Her hold was tighter than ever, and you could barely breathe.

The strength of the Black Panther was a force to be reckoned with, still, you would be happy to be rendered unconscious by her power. You were growing to love it, got off on it even.

Shuri came with a long gurgle, and her squeeze loosened. You gasped for air, fingers still deep inside her, soaking up her intense clench. "I'm so proud of my perfect girl."

She fell back into the pillows and you went up to join her, lips dripping with her cum. You took one last look at her stuffed cheeks and smiled before removing your undergarments.

“Are you satisfied now my dear? Have I touched you enough?”

She shook her head, barely maintaining her grin as her orgasm swam within her system and coursed through her veins. “More. Need more.”

“More? More of what, my sweet?” You were not at all surprised by her response. Once you gave Shuri a taste of anything, she would always want more, her amplified stamina only made the hunger ten times worse.

Your back was against the headboard, and she sat up to face you. Shuri reached to tug your top off and you let her, eyes lighting up at the sight of your round breasts and hard nipples. She massaged them with both hands, a smirk dangling from her mouth.

You let out a deep sigh when her thumb flicked your sensitive nipples. She knew the slightest contact was enough to have your head swimming. “This is not about me. Tell me what you would like more of, Shuri.”

“More of you on me.”

You licked your lips, needing to taste her cum once more. You knew what she was asking for, and you were fully prepared to protest, then she put your boob in her mouth, tongue swirling ferociously, and all thoughts of saying no evaporated from your mind.

“Okay.”

She clapped her hands, already getting into position. Shuri was on her back again, pulling her ankles all the way back near her ears, and wiggling her toes. Fuck. She was showing off, and you loved every second of it. Her flexibility was such a turn on and it increased the thumping at your core. Cum still dripped from inside her, running all between her lips and folds, and you longed for another taste.

It was like Shuri read your mind as you watched her dip a digit inside herself, bringing it to her mouth to suck.

A grin plastered on your face when she moaned at her own flavor. “You're beyond filthy, you know that?”

“And you love it.” She giggled, grabbing her leg again.

You mounted her, thighs on either side of the backs of hers. Your clit was on her clit instantly and you both moaned aloud. Reprimanding her was out of the question this time, seeing as you broke the rule also.

“Ready?” Shuri nodded and you moved, sliding your cunt up and down her own. Your eyes were trained on her and how she parted her lips. She let her moans and cries pile in her throat, not wanting to disappoint you. Your clits knocked together angrily with your sinister pace and you were fighting screams of your own.

Your slick mingled with Shuri’s cum from her first orgasm, creating a low, continuous squelch as you rode her. She was losing hold of her shins as her pleasure built up, up, up, and you gripped her feet.

“Mmm, sthandwa, you feel so good against me, getting me wet. You’re being so good and quiet.”

She moved her head up and down needing more praise.

“Doing amazing for me,” You rolled your hips into hers intensely, the pressure of being clit to clit already tugging on your orgasm. “What a good girl, allowing me to make you feel so good. You're perfect.”

“Yes, I’m your good girl.” Shuri bucked up into you, amplifying the sensation you were both feeling, chasing the release you both craved.

Praising her subsided the obscenities threatening to escape you. You felt a little guilty now, forcing her to remain quiet through all of this. She was correct, it did feel too good.

“I'm going to come for you again. Only you can make me come.” She whispered her words and they floated up to your ears sweetly. The bed creaked slightly, but not loud enough to cause concern, so you kept going, gliding your bud against her sore one.

Your pussy leaked onto hers, sloshing and sloshing. Shuri pinched your nipples as you pressed her legs back further, needing a better angle. That pang of pleasure had you reeling.

“F-Faster!” She whisper-shouted and you considered it. Picking up the pace would mean more noise, but you weren't thinking straight, not with Shuri's sopping cunt rubbing against yours. It was a gamble you’d have to be okay with. You did as she suggested, increasing your speed of grinding into her.

You were both close, and you knew there was no way either of you could ride your orgasms out without a sound. You leaned in, muttering to her before kissing her roughly, still maintaining your speedy pace.

“Come with me my darling.” It pushed her over, you too, and you were both coming hard, bliss rocketing through you as you swallowed each other's mewls.

Slippery strings of cum and slick tied your pussies together, and the wonderful squishing was not a thing you wanted to end, but it had to. Dipping your digits into your mess, you let the mixture of your juices dance on your tastebuds, eyes flicking shut. You rolled beside Shuri, body spasming uncontrollably from the immense rush of ecstasy. Heavy breathing filled your ears as Shuri nuzzled into your perspiring frame, shaking just as you were.

“I love you so much.” You kissed her head, and something told you she still wanted more. You were fresh out of reasons to deny her now, having felt the same rush you're sure was driving her. “How else can I make my baby happy?”

“Inside.” She kissed you and it took no time for you to return it.

You glared at her, dumbfounded. “Surely you didn't pack it with your things, Shuri?”

Her grin was conformation enough and you rolled over dramatically. “You are very, very bad. In my parent's home? The home they raised me in? Sthandwa, I don't know about this.”

“I know I can be good, I know it! Please? I won't take long, I promise!”

You agreed, and she shot out of the bed. Amazing, the way she moved like she hadn't just experienced two shattering orgasms. Your single one was still filtering through you and you could barely keep your eyes open, but Shuri was anxious to grab her strap-on from her bag whilst still floating on hers.

When she returned, she acknowledged your exhaustion, so she put it on for you. It didn't take long before the device was on you, and adjusted to your body. Shuri was already sprawled out beside you and you hovered over her.

You slapped the dildo against her slippery pussy, causing her wetness to splash on the insides of her thighs.

The tip teased her tired hole and a tiny whimper darted from her parted lips. You loved that melody. “You have to be quiet my Queen. Don't want to get in trouble with my parents.”

Shuri nodded eagerly, wiggling her hips in attempts to get the toy deeper inside her on her own. This displeased you and you frowned. You leaned forward, tugging her nipples harshly and she winced.

“I need you to speak when you are spoken to, understand?”

Shuri stopped her wordless response, giving you one that satisfied. “Yes my love, I will be quiet.”

“And I am not fond of your impatience either. Trust that I will fuck you when I am ready.”

“I'm sorry, I will be good for you.” The softness of her voice made your clit jump. Seeing Shuri this way, desperate and hungry for you, was something you enjoyed entirely too much. You loved hearing her whine, loved seeing her shudder as she succumbed to frustration.

You slid the thick toy through her damp folds slowly, dragging it out for as long as you could. Shuri was gnawing on her bottom lip below you, biting back strings of moans. “Tell me where you want it, my dear.”

She stuttered, sucking in some air to help her speak. “I-Inside. I want you inside of me, deep.”

Her words were all you needed. You scooted up the mattress, back pressed to the headboard, deciding last minute you wanted her in a different position. Shuri caught on to the change in plans immediately, and she was on your lap soon after.

She sank onto the large strap, stretching herself wide with a gasp. She met your eyes, and you reminded her of her promise of silence. You rocked in and out of Shuri’s tight pussy, loosening her up with each hard thrust. Her arms slung around your neck to keep herself upright and you gripped her waist as you fucked up into her.

“How does that feel, my dear?” You did not think it possible that she could get any wetter, but she was full of surprises. Her juices lubricated your drilling, making your job easier.

All she managed were dumb little babbles. Shuri's nails clawed into your back, pulling you closer than humanly possible, and your nipples grazed. Holding the power to make her feel everything as you fucked her amplified your own lusty desires.

“What did I say?”

“Yes. You make me feel so good, only you.” You smiled then, intensifying your pounding and rocking the bed.

You slammed into her again and again, watching her tits jump, and she humped you back just as fiercely. Her resilience was a wonder. “So greedy, taking me so well.”

You hit her bundle of nerves deep within and she bit down on your shoulder with everything she had. Pain whipped through your body, dancing with your pleasure and the vibrations you felt from her riding you, and you whimpered.

If the tears rolling down Shuri’s face were any indication, it was apparent she was approaching her climax, and stifling her moans was becoming a task of the past.

You kissed her tear-stained cheeks gently as you bucked into her pussy. “It's okay baby, let it out. You're so stunning when you cry for me.”

You no longer cared about keeping her quiet, you only wanted to make the love of your life feel amazing.

Her moans picked up the higher she got, and you reassured her with loud, breathy mewls of your own.

“S-So pretty, and all mine.” You hummed, massaging circles into her clit as you fucked her with intention.

“I'm yours! Only yours!”

Shuri squirted all over the dildo, your crotch, spraying the sheets as she came. Her scream was boisterous, booming, sure to startle birds from their nests. It was long and loud, and it made you come seconds after her, your forehead collapsing to her bouncing chest. You kissed the space between her breasts before gently pulling out and laying her down on her side of the bed.

You leapt up and headed to the bathroom, returning with a warm washcloth to tidy her up. Shuri was half asleep then, all curled in on herself. “I need to clean you up my darling.”

She hummed when you began: dabbing the insides of her thighs, wiping the remnants of cum from her stomach and her most delicate, flinching a little at the heat before she relaxed into it.

You carried her naked body to the bath that you were running, placing her inside ever so carefully. Suds covered her as you washed her back, her shoulders, and legs, massaging her muscles in the process.

When you finished, you wrapped her in a fluffy green towel and dressed her at your window seat. Fresh boxers and a large t-shirt of her choosing. She laughed when you lathered cocoa butter on her legs and feet, informing you that it tickled.

After you cleaned yourself up and changed the sheets you tucked her in bed, kissing her cheek before climbing in next to her. You wrapped yourself around her and she spooned you tight, tracing her teeth marks on your shoulder. Face pressed to her chest, listening to her breathing even out, you let your eyes flutter shut, and sleep overtook you.

•••

Dread, and Shuri’s limbs tangled all around you glued you to your bed as you thought of facing your family.

Now that you were coherent, everything wrong with what you and Shuri did the night before flashed through your mind. You did not regret the sex, obviously, but there was regret about doing something like that with your parents and sister doors away.

You were honestly terrified about ever leaving the room. You and Shuri would just have to slip out the window, without a goodbye, forever because you could never look them in the eyes again.

She stirred awake beside you with a smile and kissed your cheek. “Good morning, my everything.”

“No. No good morning. Bad morning, very, very bad morning.”

Shuri laughed, sitting up so she could fully view you and your terror. “Let me guess. Right now your brain is actively concocting some sort of escape plan, in which we flee this room, maybe even the country, so you may never have to face your family again. Am I correct?”

“Your suit! Activate your Black Panther suit and shimmy us out the window, I'm begging!”

Her amusement was truly daunting. Did she not realize your parents would now hate her? “I'm hungry.”

She peered at you through puppy dog eyes and you had no choice but to give in. “Fine. We shall face the music together, as a couple, a unit.”

“The music is what your parents heard coming from within these walls last night.”

You smacked her chest. “Shuri!”

“They heard you scream that too.” You pulled a pillow over your face and groaned.

After your many protests, she finally managed to get you out of the room and down to the kitchen. The silence was heavy, and eerie, as though no one was home, which you knew was not possible.

“We don't know that they heard us, relax, my love.” Her words were not reassuring.

When the two of you rounded the corner, three sets of disturbed eyes found you. “Never mind.”

“Good morning.” There was no response. You decided to ignore it, starting on your and Shuri’s breakfast instead. You brought the food over to where she sat at the kitchen table and she smiled before digging in.

Everyone ate in silence, the sounds of silverware clanging against bowls and plates filling the air. You decided there was no time like the present.

“I am aware that there is a ginormous elephant in the room with us right now, I would like to address it.”

Your sister was the first one to speak. “The two of you disgust me far more than you could ever know, and yet my respect for you has somehow grown.”

Shuri’s laughter was shrill and you shot her a murderous glance. She apologized and went back to her food, but you took note of her sly grin.

“Cela, we do not have to talk about it. I just want to enjoy my breakfast.” The look of disappointment on your mother's face was one you expected, and your father had yet to meet your eyes.

Your gaze was back on Shuri as you squeezed her hand under the table. She shrugged, but you could tell her nerves were buzzing in anticipation of what you would say next.

“There is something you should know about us, about me.”

Your mother sucked her teeth. “I just said I do not want to talk about it.”

“It is not that. I-I am,” Shuri's grip on your hand under the table grew firmer, more encouraging. “I like women. And I am with Shuri.”

“I think we were subjected to finding that out against our will. The entire city has to know also.” Your mother pinched your sister and she shreiked.

You sighed. “The Queen and I are engaged to be married.”

Your father's eyes bolted up as he heard your words, but still, he said nothing.

Shuri cleared her throat beside you, deciding to give you a beat to breathe, aware of how difficult this was for you.

“I am in love with your daughter, and I wish to spend my life with her, have her rule by my side. She is brilliant and beautiful, and perfect. She takes care of me in ways I could never achieve on my own, and there isn't anything I would not do for her. She stood by my side through it all, fought with me, did everything for me. I would like to return all of her efforts by marrying her and loving her until my last days.”

You heard a low gasp come from your sister and she moved swiftly to wipe her tears. “That was beautiful…if you like that sort of thing.”

Your own tears went unnoticed by you, it was Shuri who swatted them away. Your chest was heavy, and you wheezed.

“Say something, please.” Your puffy eyes were on your parents who only looked back and forth between each other.

“We love you. We want only for you to be happy.” Your breath stuttered when your father finally spoke.

You sniffed. “Shuri makes me happy.” You smiled softly at her and she returned it.

“Then this engagement has our blessing. My Queen, take good care of our baby.”

Shuri nodded, bringing your fingers to her lips. “If we are to be family, you must start calling me Shuri.”

“I would just like to let it be known, I knew there was more than just a friendship between you two the moment you arrived. Truly, you did nothing to hide it.”

Your parents agreed with your sister's sentiment, admitting they too suspected something and you gasped. “I told you they knew.”

“Well, we have a wedding to prepare for!” Your mother clapped and everyone cheered.

“My Qu–, Shuri, I do have one request before we begin our planning.”

Shuri straightened. “Anything.”

“You will sleep in the guest room for the duration of your stay. I cannot bear a repeat of last night, not while you are under this roof.”

Shuri flushed at your father's admonishment, feeling the same shame you had been bathing in since you opened your eyes, and you felt no desire to ease it.

“Of-Of course.”

The awkwardness shifted a tad, everyone wrapped up in wedding talk. Your brown eyes found Shuri’s amidst it all, tuning out all of the noise, it was only the two of you — existing only for each other.

[generallysapphic]

relax for me, pretty girl +18 (shuri x reader)

shuri needs to relax, again. Bast forbid she actually gets the rest she needs. but you’re her wife, and once more, you’ll make sure she gets what she deserves.

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translations: ndisondele kakhulu: i’m so close |uziva ulungile: you feel good | uyizuzile: you’ve earned it |

you can hear shuri’s groans of frustration from the lab before you even enter it. after your beautiful week of relaxation and love making, it was back to business as usual. and even though she took her health and her needs more seriously, after a couple of months shuri was back to her old ways— crowding herself in her work, coming to bed late, and taking up long missions with no break.

it saddened you; you knew why she was throwing herself in her work, she wanted a distraction from the year anniversary of her family’s deaths, but she was not well, dark circles under her eyes again, small cuts around her lips because she had been biting at them too hard, her posture was ruined— your poor wife was just so exhausted.

you knew another week of relaxing wouldn’t do much, this way of living was embedded into shuri’s core, and it wouldn’t do anything if she had another week off except relax her for a moment, then she’d be right back to square one. so you had developed a plan.

you would reward her tonight. for all her hard work and dedication, you’d make her relax.

you were going to take charge tonight.

you felt your cheeks heat up at the thought of it; you had always followed shuri when it came to your sex life. she was more than happy to guide you, take control and lead you both in euphoric ways, but tonight you wanted her entire mind, heart, and body to relax, and you knew the only way to do so was to take complete control tonight.

you knock softly on the doors and push them open, griot announcing your presence, “panther, your wife has arrived.”

you walk around the corner, hearing her grumble a soft response and see shuri, hunched over and working diligently on another suit for okoye. you smile, “what improvements could the midnight angel herself require?” and you see shuri smirk a bit, goggles reflecting the suit, “okoye says she’s ‘too hot’ in the suit, im adding perspiratory outlets to release her sweat and make it cool,” and you both share a giggle.

you come behind her, hugging her and leaning on her shoulders, snaking your hands against her abs, “you look so sexy, you know,” you whisper, kissing her neck and ear. she sways her shoulders, not pushing you off but startled by the contact. okay, good, you wanted to get her a little bothered. “and you smell so good,” you practically moan in her neck and she sighs, “my love, i— i need to work,” she whispers back, turning her neck to give you more room to kiss.

you take the opportunity, sucking and kissing at her neck and you can see her hands lower slowly, “i know, baby, but you taste so good,” you moan back, pushing up her shirt and feeling on her skin, and rubbing all over her and she completely gives in, sighing and moving her neck to the side and giving you complete access. you kiss her feverishly, sucking and nipping at the skin there and moving your hands farther and farther up until you smooth over her bra and fiddle with the lace there.

and shuri becomes silent wit just small huffs of air leaving her mouth, and when you open your eyes you can see her furrowed eyebrows and closed eyes and it makes you smile. it wasn’t rare for you to take charge like this, encouraging her to leave her lab and give you some attention and you were sure she’d soon try to take over and begin to lead like she always does but you hold her there until she’s huffing impatiently, moving her hands to hold yours under her shirt and moving to stand. you pull away, the skin wet and making a small noise once you leave her, “hey, shuri, calm down,” you whisper and kiss her ear.

she chuckles a bit, “oh so you weren’t trying to get me all riled up just then?” and you giggle with her, moving in front of her and sitting down on her lap, holding her chin and licking your lips. shuri looks gorgeous like this, mouth parted and lips wet with those blown eyes you’ve seen in the bedroom far too often. “no, my love, i was, i just.. i have a suggestion, okay?” and shuri’s interests are peaked, her holding onto your hips with her steady hands and leaning forward encouraging you to continue.

you exhale, okay, “i wanted to… be in control tonight. like yknow how you always tell me what to do and i follow? i wanted to do it, this time,” you say slowly and wait to see a reaction on shuri’s face, but she waits a bit, the corners of her mouth poking up and her eyes closing a bit. you hear a small giggle before she open them again, smiling at you, “okay,”

your eyes bulge for a second, “‘okay’? really, you’re okay with that?” you double check and shuri nods, pulling you close, “yeah i’m okay with it, usana, i think it’ll be fun, hmm?” you smile shyly, and nod, “i think so too,” you say and lean forward, finally kissing her mouth and wrapping your arms around her neck. shuri sighs against you, ranking her own hands up your shirt and you smile and pull away, “first rule, only touch me when i say. remove your hands, lovely,”

shuri scoffs, “i didn’t know we were doing rules,” she says sarcastically, rolling her eyes and taking her hands from your skin, letting them rest on your thighs and you speak again, “and rule two is watch that mouth, i want to make you to feel good, not punish you,” you say, standing and you watch shuri’s mouth quirk up, “i doubt you could come up with a punishment i can’t handle,”

you shrug, taking her hand and leading her away from the lab table, “maybe. so for tonight, just listen to me and be good, okay pretty girl?” you ask looking directly into her eyes knowing the nickname does things to her. you see shuri swallow a bit, nodding and speaking breathlessly, “yeah, yes. okay, i’ll be good,”

and you smile, knowing she’s putty in your hands.

if there’s anything you know to be true about your wife is that she loves making you feel good and she love when you wear lingerie. and luckily the latter was already in motion.

you had on your newest set, unbeknownst to shuri who sat patiently in the bedroom. it was beautiful two piece, the lace dress was loose and frilly and damn near see through, your nipples exposed and hard from the cold air and your ass was nearly uncovered, the panties weren’t doing much but adding a cute floral pattern to your melanated skin. but, you loved it and you knew shuri would too. you spin around once more in the mirror and put on some more lipgloss before nodding to your reflection, a silent but firm you got this.

you tried to force all your nerves away as you opened the door, peaking, “are your eyes still closed?” and you hear shuri laugh a bit, some subtle shuffling, “yes, baby, they’re closed,” and you exhale slowly, walking out and seeing shuri sat exactly where you left her on your shared bed, still covering her eyes. you smile, “okay, go ahead,” and shuri’s more than eager to take her hands away.

“fuck,” she mutters lowly, looking you up and down and licking her lips. you nearly give in with that look, wanting her to take you and ravish you like she always does but you stay strong and harp it up a bit. you turn and show just the side of your butt, “you like it? i bought it a while ago, never knew i’d wear it, honestly,” you tease and shuri laughs absentmindedly, clearly not paying your words any mind. you can see her hands fiddling with the sheets, clearing wanting to touch you and it makes you smile, “you wanna touch me baby?” and shuri’s eyes meet yours, her clearly not listening until you said that and she licks her lips and nods, “yes,” comes the breathless whisper and you shudder yourself, you didn’t know you’d be that into this— shuri at your beck and call, hungry and waiting.

you lick your own lips and move closer to her, swaying your hips and moving your arms around her neck, “ask me,” you whisper back and she exhales, eyes still holding yours, “please, can i touch you, my love?”

you giggle a bit, surprised at her blatant desperation and nod, “yes, my love, go ahead,” and she smiles back, wrapping her hands around your waist and squeezing the skin of you butt, pulling you closer and kissing at your stomach through the lace. you feel her fingers slide through your panties, moving the fabric around and touching your lips, her cold hands touching the warm slick there and you both let out a breathless moan, you surprised by the contact.

she keeps her fingers there, kissing your stomach and keeping your lips apart with her other hand and she starts to enter you. your eyes close, you want to give in but you don’t, you hold on to her arm, “uh uh, take— take them out, love, not yet,” you stutter out and shuri groans, removing them, and placing her hands at her sides. you look down at her through your lashes and sigh, kissing her forward, “i know you want to please me, baby, but tonight’s about you, okay?” she nods, so clearly wanting to be good. you kiss her nose and place your hands on her shoulders, adding pressure, “lean back for me, okay love?” and shuri nods, shy but obedient and you can feel yourself leak at this vulnerable side of her.

she’s all on the way on the sheets, and you climb on top of her, smoothing over her legs and coming to her chest and kissing there. “my pretty girl,” you mumble into her skin and she smiles and sighs, leaning all the way back now, head against the pillows. you feel her breasts in your hands, moving the skin around in your fingers until you reach her nipples, mouth suckling on one and your fingers squeezing the other. shuri’s breath picks up and you hear small moans leave her, hands finding the sheets. you suck the skin there for a few moments, until both of her nipples are hard, wet and puffy and you smile at the sight, deciding to move downward.

you kiss down to her navel and she chuckles a bit and you smile, “ticklish, love?” you whisper out and look up at her. shuri’s on her elbows now, eyes glossed over and clearly infatuated with the sight of you pleasuring her and the look she has in her eyes has your mind spinning. she nods at your question and you nod back, getting back until you reach her boxers, a dark, wet spot greeting you there. you lick your lips, sliding your hands against her thighs and coming up between the clothing there. you call her softly, “shuri,” you whisper in between her legs and she hums back, eyes twisted shut and not looking. you kiss her thighs, “look at me love,” and she opens her eyes, eyebrows furrowed, “keep your eyes on me, okay, intombi entle?” she moans at your xhosa and nods, eyes still holding yours.

you smile against her skin, sliding her boxers down and her beautiful pussy comes to view, a line of slick still connecting it to her boxers as they slide down her legs. she huffs at the contact, the cold air flowing on her clit and you shush her, smoothing your hands over her thighs and kissing the kiss there, actively avoiding her heat. shuri’s hips buck, clearly wanting your attention elsewhere and it makes you smile. shuri’s so rarely this desperate but you’re also so rarely this cruel— usually you give into shuri completely and fully, moving the way she wants and giving into her entirely.

you kiss more and more at the skin around her pussy but never getting too close to her lips, not even close to her clit. she huffs, “you’re being mean,” she whispers out, still holding your eyes once you look up. you nod, “i know i am, watch your mouth,” you mumble back, sucking on her thighs and she whispers again, “please, please ikumkani wam, i need you, please,” comes the breathless response and you shudder yourself, grinding down on the sheets below to give your own clit some friction.

you pull away from her thighs, looking up at her, “ask me, shuri. i have no idea what you want, love,” and she leans her head back and groan, her gorgeous throat in view. you make a reminder in your head to bite her there more often. she leans back and finds your eyes, frustration clear on her face, “please, my love, please eat my pussy, i need your mouth on me, on my clit,”

you lick your lips to hold down the gasp that was bound to escape you. so explicit, you think and nod, “of course, my sweet girl,” before you get caught up in what she said. you lean forward, sighing at the sight of her pussy, leaking and gushing all for you and from your teasing. you smile, rubbing a finger through her slit and separating her lips, shuri moans loud and unashamed, leaning her head back once more. one of her hands comes to her chest, playing with her puffy nipples and you moan at the sight. you lean forward and suck a kiss on her clit, the nub twitching in your mouth and her pussy leaking around your chin.

shuri moans louder, and you look up and see her closed her eyes, her bottom lip between her teeth and her hand working diligently against her chest. you pull away from her clit and she groans, “eyes on me, shuri,” you reemphasize and she moans and nods, opening her tightly shut eyes and you get back to her clit, sucking and holding her shaking thighs open with your hands. shuri holds your gaze, moaning and sighing, trying so hand to keep her eyes open.

you love the taste of shuri on your tongue, her pussy leaking on your chin and her hole squeezing around nothing. you flatten your tongue when you feel her hips move, obviously needing more. you move one hand from her thighs, sliding your fingers between her lips and pushing inside. “oh, fuck, y/n,” shuri calls in a hushed tone and you hum around her clit, the vibrations sending another slew a moans from her.

you push another finger inside and move them in and out slowly, still sucking on her clit softly and she bucks, “please, please, i need— mhmm, need more,” she all but begs and you moan yourself, grinding more aggressively on your sheets to alleviate the pressure on your clit. you listen to her, thrusting your fingers harder and harder and deeper into her until— “uhhh, right there, please, please—!” and she sounds so lovely, her moans all the way deep in her chest, her fingers squeezing the sheets.

you hold yourself there, pulling away from her clit and speaking, “tell me how it feels,” you say, your voice sounding so different than what you’re used to. shuri hears it too, fluttering her eyes a bit, and then opening them and responding, “feels good, feels so good. you’re so good,” and you nod, angling your fingers deeper and you see her eyes roll back, your rule of keeping hers on you leaving you because you can tell she’s about to cum.

you breathe, “you gonna cum for me, pretty girl?” and she’s nodding, bucking her pussy against your hand and you nod back, even though she can’t see you, and you put your mouth back on her clit, sucking at the bud and you feel it jump in your mouth, twitching along with shuri who moans louder, “i— i’m cumming, fuck, i’m so close, please don’t stop, cumming—!”

and you feel it; her pussy squeezes around your fingers, gushing out more cum as her clit pulses around your lips and you moan at the feeling, not relenting much like she does you, and you hear her moans become high pitched sighs as she gets more and more overstimulated. you pull away after you feel her thighs squeezing together. her pussy looks beautiful, milky white and pulsing. you sigh, running your fingers through her cum. shuri sigh, and leans back, shuddering as you play with her.

you smile once you get a good look at her, one forearm is coving her eyes the other still in the sheets to calm her down, thigh still twitching and shaking. you lean down and kiss her legs, “you alright, my dear?” and she chuckles a bit, nodding, “yes, i’m okay, shit,” she curses and you laugh, getting up and sitting next to her face, looking down.

you smile once she moves her forearm and looks at you, “you did wonderfully my love,” you praise her and she smiles, a bit shy and she leans up, “can i kiss you?” she asks, sweetly and you blush and nod, leaning down and capturing her lips. shuri’s so sweet like this, so pliant and loving, not like she hasn’t been this way before but it’s a whole new side of her entirely and it makes you flush inside.

shuri leans up more and deepens the kiss, more than eager to please you and you can feel it. she anxious, her hands moving to touch you but then remaining obedient and placid. you smile as you watch her and pull away, “you want to touch me, shuri? make me feel good?” you tease and she nods, biting her lip and holding eye contact. her hands are still moving, she’s so needy and it’s making you pulse in your underwear. you lean down and kiss her again, speaking against her lips, “what do you to do, hmm? tell me, baby,”

shuri huffs, obviously upset she still can’t touch you, “wanna make you cum, i want your pussy in my mouth,” she says desperately and you giggle, “you want me to sit on your face?” and youre mostly joking to see her reaction and you do— shuri’s pupils nearly explode behind her hooded eyelids and you can see the breath that catches in her throat. she nods but you shake your head. you lick your lips and double down, “ask me, pretty girl, say it,”

she’s immediate, “please, sit on my face my love, smother me,” she gasps out and you have to keep your cool but shuri’s driving you crazy. you want to give in and completely fall over, drop your dominant facade and let her take control but instead you nod, trying to remain calm on the outside but your stomach is swirling and your positive your underwear have been ruined. you move to straddle her stomach, shuri watching you all the way with hungry eyes.

you rub yourself on her abdomen, her muscles flexing against your pussy, “you feel me love?” and she nods, watching you mesmerized, “be a good girl and don’t touch okay?” you ask once you lift your hips, leaving a damp post of slick on her abs and she nods, looking between your pussy and her own. you slide your own underwear off and shove them somewhere, your pussy hovering right above shuri’s face.

you lick your lips and hold steady on the head board, “tap twice if it gets too much okay, baby?” and shuri nods, she barely heard you and you chuckle once more before finally lowering down on her mouth.

shuri slurps you up quickly, her jaw working diligently and aggressively against you and the sudden contact makes you moan aloud and unashamed. you sigh through your nose once your feel her mouth on your clit, sucking and licking and it causes your hips to rise up, alleviating some of the pressure. shuri’s not having it apparently, and she uses her hands to lower you back down, grabbing desperately at your butt and using her strength to hold you there.

you gasp, eyes wet with tears and mouth drooling, “shuri— shuri, i said— haaa! i said no handsssss ugghffuckk,” but it’s useless, she’s holding you taught and you can’t help but rut your hips against her mouth, your juices flowing all the way down her chin and neck and you can hear yourself being worked on through her mouth. she holds you open with her experienced hands, working her index finger in your core and adding more pressure. you whine, hand squeezing the headboard and the other ripping up the sheets. your noises could be heard all throughout the castle.

your orgasm approaches fast, faster than you wanted and it makes you groan, hips grinding against her on their own accord as you chase your release. shuri must feel it too, she hums against your clit and the vibrations make you moan and gasp her name, “shuri, shuri ndisondele kakhulu,” you sigh and shuri pays you no mind, still working and flexing against you.

you sigh out, head lolled back, “i’m cumming, aahhgg fuck, fuck, shuri shuri i’m cumming—!” and you can’t hold it, you cum all over her mouth, squirting against her chin and your clit pulses between her lips. you feel lightheaded as you come down but shuri doesn’t stop, still sucking and preening on you and it makes you dizzy, soft squeals leaving your mouth and you can’t leave with her hands still around your thighs and you squeal, “p-peach!” and she hears that, letting go of your skin and you move away from her mouth, gasping and falling over on the other side of the bed, your chest heaving and you can hear shuri trying to collect her breath as well.

you let out shaking breaths and try to sit up and collect yourself, “i.. i said no touching, shuri,” you mumble out and you know you don’t sound nearly as tough as you want and you can see it in shuri’s face once she turns to you, she’s not taking you any more seriously than you are yourself. “i know. i’m sorry,” she whispers, lips still wet but you don’t believe her. once you’ve stopped spinning you sit up and look at her, “oh, you will be sorry my love. don’t cum for the rest of the night,” you let out harshly, stepping down from the bed and walking around it, wobbling only slightly.

shuri leans up and watches you, smiling slightly, “i can with hold an orgasms for weeks, my love, this isn’t much of a punishment,” she chuckles to herself and you’re not looking at her, only grabbing the toys you wanted from the closet. “oh i know dear, that’s why i’ll be using these tonight,” you say turning around and shuri can’t see what you’re holding from afar but she understands your tone. you can see a bit of her smile fade away and she leans down on her forearms. you walk over to her and lean over, laying out all the toys on the bed, “lie down and be still,” you instruct and shuri holds your gaze before following suit, leaning all the way back on the bed.

you take out the massage oil, so much still left from the last time you both used it. shuri had made this aphrodisiac-esque massage oil that you both had used maybe once; it was extremely effective, she had only used it on you and you had cum and squirted 7 times with one toy and her fingers alone. now you wanted to see if she could do the same. you dropped some on your hands and looked at her as you spread it around your fingers, “don’t cum, okay ikumkani wam? can you be good?”

shuri watches you with intense eyes and nods, but you shake your head back, “shuri, i need you to say it, you know that,” and she sighs, “yes i’ll be good,” and you nod, leaning down to kiss her head. your hands are oiled as much as you want and you dig through the bag again, pulling out two vibrators, showing shuri her options. “which one, love?” she looks between them, sighing, “the blue, please,”

you nod, handing it to her and straddling her and moving to her other side, cutting on the vibrator yourself, guiding her hand to love it on her clit. shuri huffs, eyes sliding shut and you giggle, lifting up and rubbing the oil on her chest, spreading the liquid all over her already sensitive nipples. her mouth hangs open and you can tell her nipples have already become damn near inflamed with ecstasy, her aphrodisiac working within seconds.

you coo, “oh you’re so pretty shuri,” you praise her, kissing her cheeks and she moans at the contact, “so pretty for me, huh, mami? am i making you feel good?” and shuri moans, nodding and you see her legs twitch, her hands stuttering and moving away from her clit but you lower them back down, shushing her whiny moans, “mhmm, i know my love, i know.. but you look so gorgeous like this,” you reemphasize, squeezing her nipples through your fingers and shuri’s back arches, “shit! oh my love, please, please, you’re being cruel—!” she whines out and you fake hurt, twisting at the skin more.

you lean down and slap right against her clit with your hand, right below the vibe and she jumps and moans. “watch. your fucking mouth, shuri,” you curse at her and she moans, eyes still tightly screwed shut and she whines, “i’m— i’m, im sorry please please, make me cum, i need it,” she moans out and you moan with her, moving away from her chest and pushing two of your fingers inside her, opening her legs up with the other hand, the contact making shuri buck against you and squeal.

shuri’s pussy instantly reacts to you, squeezing around you and accepting your fingers with ease, “such a filthy girl, taking my fingers so well,” you mock and shuri’s head is tilted back, hand shaking and thighs threatening to close but you hold them open, “keep your legs still, baby, be good,” you reemphasize and shuri whines, shaking her head slightly and you gape at her, “no? are you telling me no?” you ask, thrusting in her much harder, curling your fingers and pressing right against her g-spot.

shuri screams, “please! oh Bast, i’m cumming, i’m cumming, y/n, please let me cum—!” and you speak over her begging, “no. you haven’t earned it,” you hear her wet gasps, her pussy is starting to flex around you and you think she might cum anyway. shuri babbles more, mouth drooling, “please, please please, i’m so close, i’ll be good, i promise, my love, i promise!” and she sounds so pathetic, it makes your pussy pulse a bit, and you realize you hadn’t cum again and shuri was inches away.

you sigh and taking your fingers out of your wife, moving her hand holding the vibe from her clit and straddling her instead, rubbing her clit against yours and you both let out long, drawn out moans once the contact and friction start. shuri twists and watches you with wet eyes, you start rutting against her, your wet skin kissing hers.

you moan and pick up your thrusts to get to where she is, “when i cum,” you pant out and lean down to her mouth, “you can, too, okay?” and shuri nods, squeezing the sheets and being good and not touching you. you see her eyes close and her eyebrows furrow, mouth hanging open and tits jumping with every one of your thrusts. you whine at the sight and you can’t help but feel selfish, “shuri, shuri, touch me, mami, touch me,” you moan out and she opens her eyes and nods, leaning up and capturing your mouth and you wrap your arms around her, she does the same and holds your hips steady playing with the skin there. you kiss her greedy and sloppy, like she’s your only life line.

your pussy fits perfectly into shuri’s, you’ve found. when you move together her clit perfectly shapes yours and to say it’s an addiction is an understatement. you feel your body ascend, damn near, as your orgasm slips against your skin and you can feel shuri bucking and moaning in your mouth, obviously so close herself. your clawing at her back when you finally release her mouth, “oh, shuri, i’m so close, i’m so—unnffff— cum with me, please cum with me baby,” and she nods, head in your shoulder and you can feel her shaking against you.

shuri squeals, “i’m— i’m cumming, can i? oh my love, please, please can i cum for you?” and it’s her last question that has you twisting and moaning, a loud squeal leaving your chest as you squirt against shuri’s pussy, and she moans in tandem, cumming right behind you and your both holding on to each other, thighs shaking and bodies still moving against the other.

you finish first, your head spinning while shuri follows suit, gripping at your hips and holding you close as you both come down. you whine, grabbing desperately at her coils and pulling her into a wet kiss, the both of you falling back onto the bed, limb entangled and pussies still wet and twitching. but you’re not quite satisfied, you wanted just one more thing.

you lean up first, kissing against her tired face and moving slightly. she huffs in disappointment, not wanting to let you go just yet. “shuri,” you call softly and she mumbles to acknowledge you, but you need her eyes, her full attention. you call her again and she opens her eyes, looking fucked out and exhausted. you exhale, “i wanna fuck you, okay? can i?” and shuri sighs, head falling back and she nods, before correcting herself, “yes, please fuck me love, i want to be good,” she whispers and you smile, leaning up to kiss her chin, rubbing up and down her sides, “you’ve been so good, darling, keep talking okay?” and she nods, letting you go once you begin to pull away from her.

you reach for the bag of toys you had left on the side of the bed and gather yourself to put on your strap. you’ve fucked shuri maybe about three or four times, it’s rare and it’s extremely vulnerable for shuri so you take your time with her and never pressure it out of her. you kiss at her hands once you’re all ready to go, grabbing some lube while you do so. you look her in the eyes, “you’ve been so good, my love, so cum as much as you want okay? uyizuzile,” you tell her sweetly and she smiles and nods, holding on to your hand and bringing it down to kiss it.

you adjust yourself against her, sliding the strap against the cum settling on her pussy and she shudders, her head falling back against the pillows and you smile, proud of yourself for taking care of shuri so well. you push forward once you’ve done enough teasing and shuri gasps, thighs twisting and her hands finding the sheets as you move inside her.

you slide in and out of her with ease, pressing on her abdomen and giving her the pressure on her cervix she’s addicted to. shuri groans, eyes rolling to the back of her head as her back arches and her hands rip at the sheets. you sigh and moan at the sight of her, talking her through it, “does it feel good, my love? tell me, please, let me hear you,”

she moans louder, assuming you found her g-spot once more and she nods, “yes, yes, oh— my love, uziva ulungile, so good,” she says back sweetly, bringing on hand to her chest and playing her nipples. you smile and swat her hand away, squeezing the skin there with your own fingers, and shuri takes it, moaning and biting at her lip.

but you know shuri, you know she needs more as soon as she starts to whine and move her hips more and more. you sigh and lean down, kissing her, holding one of her hands against the sheets, “you need more, my love?” and shuri nods, coils stuck to her forehead because of her sweat. you speak again, the rutting of the boxer against your clit making you moan against her mouth, “what do you need, sthandwa, tell me and i’ll give it to you, i promise,”

she whines back, “t-touch me, touch me here,” and she guides your hand to her clit and you sigh when she does, rubbing the bud in sweet, achingly slow circles. shuri groans, “h-harder, please my love, harder, i can take it,” and you feel your own hips stutter, her voice making your body jump and you sigh, nodding, “such a good girl telling me what you want,” and you lean back up, moving her thighs to thrust harder and deeper, keeping the hand on her clit in tandem with your thrusts.

shuri squeals, nodding and grabbing at the sheets again, “oh, my love, just like that! don’t stop please, please!” and your own eyes roll back at the sound of her, the black panther herself giving into you so easily. you speak, “look at you darling, taking me so well, aren’t you such a good girl?” and shuri whines, the pressure proving too much for her but she still talks back, “i’m— oh, fuck! i’m your good girl, y/n all yours, all for you, right there, please please please—!” and you nod, kissing at the skin on her legs and adding more pressure to her clit, her gasps making you smile.

you feel her pussy squeeze around you and her legs begin to close in on yours and you rub against them, teasing, “cumming already darling?” and she nods, eyes leaking and mouth huffing. you don’t let up though, “cum for me shuri, be my good girl and cum for me, let me see,” you whine against her and she shakes, listening to you wholeheartedly and yelling your name once more then cumming hard, her pussy practically shaking and squirting some. she moans, loud and long, twitching against you and you watch in genuine awe of her.

you slow your thrusts but keep your fingers working against her clit, until she sobbing and shaking, her hands against yours and silently asking you to stop. you pull out slowly, letting shuri calm down and see the thick ring of cum covering the base of the strap and smile. you sigh and catch your own breath before sliding out of the boxers and tending to shuri, coming to her side and kissing her everywhere you could softly, whispering praises, “such a good girl, shuri, did so good for me, mami, breathe, breathe,” and shuri whimpers as her mind calms down, sighing and holding onto you as closely as possible.

shuri takes a moment before she opens her eyes again and you look at her and smile, “hi, love,” and she laughs a bit, still breathless, “i can’t feel my legs,” and you laugh back, kissing her arms and then her face, “then i did well,” and shuri smiles, pulling you down for a real kiss, moving her lips deeply into yours and keeping you there.

you pull away first, mostly to check in, “are you okay though, my love? it wasn’t too much was it?” and shuri shakes her head, smiling, “it was excellent, darling you were great. and thank you, i… i think i really needed it,” she admits and you smile back at her, kissing her nose, “i know, pretty girl.”

the next morning, shuri’s struggling to keep her balance once she’s back in the lab. many of the scientists are worried about her, coming to her aid and offering stools for her to sit in and she always refuses, saying she’s fine and that she’s just pulled something.

when you walk in with okoye later that morning, shuri’s face gives it all away and no one offers her anymore aid that rest of the day. you giggle and okoye rolls her eyes, “when will you learn some decency for the rest of us poor souls?” and you laugh harder, shoving her a bit and shuri turns to her, “i don’t have to fix your suit i hope you know! i’m only being kind because i have to!”

and okoye is turning to leave, sighing out, “oh i know! don’t fix it, have aneka sweat in those things alone!” and shuri rolls her eyes. you walk up to her, hugging her side, smiling hard, “i can’t believe i have you walking funny, how the tables turn, huh?” and she gapes at you while you laugh, shoving you playfully and kissing you to quiet your boosting.

bottom shuri my beloved, i will keep you in my heart forever and always 💕💕💕💕 (also i wanted this to be longer but i’ll just have to make a different story entirely and that’s okay!)

and again special thank u to @inmyheadimobsessed for giving me this information that i will use forever! bottom!shuri truthers rise!!

and as always reblogs, likes, and replies are always appreciated !! thank u guys sm mwah mwah love!

[vampzxi]

𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝’𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎 ? (𝚜𝚞𝚋!𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚒 ; 𝚜𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 ; 𝚍𝚘𝚖!𝚛𝚒𝚛𝚒)

word count: 3.5k+

a/n: no plot because i was in a writing funk 😞 i swear one of these days i’ll write something other than smut…i know how to write guys!! i promise!! 😭there's fluff at the end!! i'm sorry for the wait but thank you guys for being patient! (some of you anyways LMFAOO) also special tags to @prinxeali for inspiring this! and special tag to @letitias-fav for being annoying

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tags: sub!shuri, brat!shuri, dom!riri, switch!reader, thigh riding, nipple play, cunnilings, strap slinger!riri, pillow princess shuri, begging, dirty talk, cussing, fingering, teasing, voyeurism (again. sorry.), edging, choking, throat fucking, praise, brat tamer!riri, gagging, crying, facial, back shots (lol), softdom!reader, lots of foreplay (prob too much ngl), scratching, aftercare, fluff at the end, umm probably more that i forgot. sawhry

"let me hear you, sithandwa." 

shuri’s legs tremble around yours as your hands sit firmly on her waist, her bare ass on your thigh. she tucks a moan into her bottom lip and closes her eyes as her brows furrow. she loves the way her native tongue slides out your mouth, but she can’t let you know that. 

riri leans from behind you, cupping shuri’s chin. "she talkin to you, Princess." she pulls shuri’s face down, making her look at the two of you. 

"i have ears," shuri snaps at ri. her hungry eyes lock on yours, smirking, "work for it, usana."

irritation flares through you at her defiance, and you can feel riri’s patience thinning too. you bounce your leg, sending a jolt through shuri. your thigh becomes damp as she leaks onto you and a moan slips out of her as she tightens her grip on your shoulders. "oh, so we got you like that?"

before shuri could respond, riri lets her hand fall from her chin to her chest, fondling her boob and slightly tugging on her pierced nipple. shuri's breath hitches as she leans into riri's touch, biting her lip to stifle a moan. she opens her mouth to speak, but the words get caught in her throat as riri leans down and places her lips around her nipple, sucking on it. you look at her, "that was a question, my love," shuri pokes her bottom lip out and pouts, making you laugh, "you not gon let me hear that pretty mouth?" riri's hand slides down shuri's stomach, teasingly circling her belly button before slipping lower. you watch as shuri arches her back in response, a soft groan escaping her lips.

riri gives shuri’s nipple a final kiss before rising to meet your lips. she slides her tongue in your mouth as you deepen this kiss, moaning into her mouth. her hand continues to squeeze shuri’s breasts, making shuri grind and squirm on your thigh. the sensation of her slick pussy sliding against your leg and riri’s tongue down your throat sends waves through you, making you wetter by the second. 

you pull away from riri’s mouth with a smirk. you look at shuri, her eager eyes locked on the trail of spit connecting you and ri. you press your thumb against her lower lip, inspecting her bottom grills as the gold twinkles back at you. "ready to stop playin with me, usana?"

shuri moves your thumb into her mouth, wrapping her tongue around it and sucking it. "you’re so cute when pretend you’re in charge, my love," she grins. 

"oh, you bout to see who in charge," riri swiftly wraps her fingers around shuri’s neck, making shuri’s smile fall as she gasps. riri leans down to shuri’s ear, "on the bed, Princess," she releases her tight grip on shuri’s throat, leaving her spluttering and coughing. 

you smile to yourself as shuri obediently stands up and slides onto the bed, in shock. you observe the wet spot she left on your leg, causing your stomach to tighten. you stand up and face ri, who immediately pulls you in for another kiss. you gasp into her mouth as she smiles against your lips. "you gon show our princess how to be a good girl?" her hand trails to your dripping pussy, sliding a finger in with ease. your legs buckle as she inserts another one, pumping them in and out of you.

her kisses trail along your neck, nipping the brown skin until it turns purple. you moan and lean into her touch, your chest shuddering. your eyes drift over to shuri, relishing the lust that dances in her eyes. "are you serious? without me?" her pout deepens into a frown as she moves to get off the bed. 

"you better stay your bratty ass on that bed," riri curls her fingers against your g-spot, making your vision white as you cry out, "you gotta beg for this shit, baby."

riri slips a third finger in and pumps into you, the squelching noise of your pussy and your moans filling the room. "ri, please..fuck," your knees buckle. riri's eyes darken with desire as she watches you writhe under her touch, her skilled fingers bringing you closer to the edge.

"yeah, just like that baby," riri’s breath flutters against your neck, "stand up straight, ma."

"ri, please. i’m sorry," shuri whines, "i’ll be good."

riri presses her thumb against your clit as she laughs, making your stomach tighten more. you tuck a moan into your lip as she continues to finger fuck you. "you gon have to do better than that Princess. what you want?" 

"r..riri..i’m so close.." you thrust your hips into her fingers as she pumps into you, your arousal sliding down riri’s fingers and your thighs. you throw your head back and let out a guttural moan, your fingernails dragging down riri’s back as your walls tighten around her.

"be a good girl and hold that shit," riri snaps, quickening her pace. you and shuri whine together, eliciting a grin from ri, "my girls sound so pretty for me."

"riri, ndiyacela (please), i need you," shuri babbles, "i need both of you to fuck me just please..please. i’ll be your good girl, i’ll obey-i’ll do anything. please, usana."

shuri’s frantic begging mixed with her smooth xhosa sends you over the edge. your legs quiver and your chest heaves as you gush on riri’s fingers with a drawn out moan. as riri continues to pump into you, she looks up at you, her amber eyes flickering with lust. "what’s my name, baby?" 

"riri!" you shout, riding out the rest of your orgasam on her fingers. she leans down and whispers a quick good girl in your ear before sliding her drenched fingers out. you stumble onto the bed and plop next to shuri, gasping for air. 

riri grips shuri’s chin and presses a kiss against her lips. shuri groans into her mouth, excited to finally be touched. riri pulls away, grinning. "open," she demands, tapping a finger against the Panther’s mouth. 

shuri obeys and riri thrusts the same fingers she used to fuck you down shuri’s throat. as shuri gags around riri’s fingers, you roll over and start to kiss her neck. "hmm..you sound so good, sithandwa sam," you coo into her ear as you bite at her beautiful brown skin. shuri’s eyes start to water as riri sticks her fingers further in her mouth. 

"how they taste?" riri asks as she pulls her fingers out of shuri’s mouth and sticks them in her own. shuri’s chest heaves as she catches her breath, tears sliding down her cheeks. the sight of the two tasting your release sends you into euphoria. 

your fingers trail down to shuri’s soaked front, taking pleasure in the way her back arches. you use your finger to circle her clit and pepper kisses along her neck tattoo as she whines. "what’s wrong, usana?" you smile into her neck, "use your words for me."

she thrusts her hips into your fingers as she murmurs something. you brush away the curls stuck to her damp forehead and place a tender kiss to her temple, "cmon, baby, you know i can’t hear you."

riri positions herself between shuri’s feet, staring at her expectantly. she slides a finger along her slit, watching the way shuri’s eyes roll to the back of her head with delight. "what happened to all that shit you was talking earlier, huh?" riri swiftly slaps shuri’s cunt, making the Princess beneath you cry out and grip the sheets. 

"shit," shuri’s chest heaves as she stares at riri, "please, zintanda zam (my loves). please touch me. i need you both to..make me feel good." 

you smile as you press a kiss against shuri’s lips, loving the way her cool grill felt against your hot mouth. you then join riri between shuri’s legs, salivating at her soaking pussy. "you look so beautiful like this, usana."

you and riri waste no time diving in, as riri’s fingers pinch at her bud and your tongue slips into her. shuri gasps and tightly grips your ginger curls, pushing you deeper into her. the nasty noises leaving her mouth only spur you on more as your tongue continues to explore her folds. 

riri’s tongue soon joins yours as the two of you lap up shuri’s arousal. the Princess moans as you suck her clit and riri presses a messy kiss on her hole. riri catches your tongue and sucks on it, making you whine against shuri; the vibration making her hips buck. riri kisses you sloppily, the taste of shuri making your head swim. 

you feel shuri’s legs start to twitch and you hum against her, drawing out a moan from the Panther, "you’re doing so good," you coo, watching riri lick along her slit, making shuri whimper. "louder, baby," you wrap your lips around her sensitive clit and suck on it, savoring the cries that leave her mouth. 

"i’m…i’m so close," shuri whimpers, "keep going. please..right there."

"nah," riri laughs and sits up, "what’s that you said earlier? ‘work for it, usana.’" she mocks shuri with a grin on her face. 

shuri whines and clenches at nothing as tears start to form in the corners of her eyes, "please let me finish…i want to cum for you." she pleads, drawing out each syllable with a whimper. 

her begging sends chills up your spine and you tuck a moan under your lip. you scatter kisses along her happy trail, up to her belly button, "patience, my love," out of the corner of your eye, you watch riri walk to your shared closet and you smile to yourself, "bend over for me, baby."

"say please, usana" shuri murmurs, smirking. you sigh and raise up. 

"you know i don’t like repeating myself," your hand traces her collarbone as you gaze into the eyes that you could get lost for hours in. shuri squirms and looks away as you stare at her, but you grip her chin and kiss her gently, "intombi yam entle (my beautiful girl)," you whisper into her mouth. 

she melts under your touch as you run your tongue along her grill and hum, "don’t make me say it again, nkosazana (princess)."

she playfully rolls her eyes, and you slide off of her and turn around. your breath catches in your throat as you watch riri fasten the last band on her harness with a long, girthy, purple, Vibranium strap attached to her waist. the tension in your stomach increases as you watch her take a step towards shuri, her tongue sliding over her lips in anticipation. shuri’s eyes remain locked on the appendage hanging between riri’s thighs. "what happened to that smart ass mouth?" riri grins.

shuri's gaze slowly moves up to meet riri's eyes, a smirk playing on her lips. "it's still here, waiting for you to do something about it," shuri taunts.

shuri opens her mouth to speak again, but riri firmly grips her curls and shoves her mouth into the toy, thrusting her hips. the sight of shuri gagging on riri sends shivers down your spine, making you wetter than you already are. you kneel next to shuri, kissing her neck tattoo, "take it, baby. you sound so pretty for us, sithandwa sami."

your praises cause shuri’s eyes to flutter close as she moans around riri’s dick. riri continues to thrust into her mouth, relishing the way shuri’s mouth felt around her. shuri places her hands on riri’s hips to steady herself as riri continues. “shit, baby, you feel so good for me. you gon let me finish on that pretty face?”

shuri’s curls bounce as her head bobs on riri’s cock. riri lets out a low moan at shuri’s confirmation, the sound making you delirious. your fingers drag down shuri’s stomach and slip into her wetness, making her moan around the appendage strapped to riri’s waist. she gasps as your fingers pump into her, but riri thrusts deeper into her throat, relentless. the sounds coming from shuri’s mouth intoxicate you as she leaks on your fingers. “hold it, usana,” you curl your fingers into her core, drawing out a whine, “almost there.”

spit drips from the corners of shuri’s mouth as riri’s thrusts become sloppy. riri’s breathing becomes shallow, and she tucks her bottom lip into her mouth as her brows furrow. you smile up at her, “make a pretty mess on our intombi entle (pretty girl), ri,” you rub on shuri’s clit, enjoying the way her hips buck against you as her saliva drips onto your fingers while shuri slobbers on riri’s dick.

“fuck,” riri sighs as she pulls out of shuri’s mouth, a line of spit trailing from her lips, “come on babygirl,” she huffs as she rubs on her strap, groaning. 

shuri’s eyes roll to the back of her head as her tongue falls out of her mouth. you slip another finger into her, causing her knees to buckle as she leaks onto your hand. “ndiyacela (please), baby i can’t hold it anymore…”

you can tell riri is about to finish as she watches shuri, so you curl your fingers into her g-spot again, making her cry out. you flatten your tongue against her tattoo and drag it up to her ear, “let it out like the ihule (slut) you are,” you whisper to her. 

she whines as you finally give her the release she’s been chasing all night. she floods onto your fingers, her warm cum pooling around her knees, onto the mattress. with a groan, riri strokes her cock one final time before she finishes on shuri’s face. her cum shoots onto shuri’s tongue and cheeks, coating her face in white streaks. 

you pull your hand out of shuri, making her whimper. “good girl,” you lean over and lick riri’s seed off shuri’s cheek, letting the smooth, white substance coat your tongue. shuri shudders under your touch as she swallows what riri released on her tongue. 

“tell me how i taste, baby,” riri coos, dragging her finger down shuri’s cheek and sliding it in her mouth, grinning. 

shuri sucks on riri’s finger, looking up at her. “amazing, sithandwa,” she breathes, “so good, usana.”

riri removes a hair tie from her wrist and pulls her braids into a ponytail, “you want more?” shuri nods enthusiastically, but riri shakes her head, “beg for me, baby.” 

this time, shuri doesn’t hesitate to get on all fours and bend over, exposing her glistening pussy to riri, “riri, please. i need you in me. i’ll be your intombi elungile (good girl), you can do whatever you want to me. just please fuck me until i-“

she’s cut off by riri leaning over and covering shuri’s mouth with her hand, her strap resting on shuri’s ass. shuri gasps from the sudden action as you slide to sit in front of her. riri positions her mouth against shuri’s ear, “if you want me to do allat then i’m gonna need a safeword, babygirl.” she slides her hand off shuri’s mouth, pressing kisses along her back. 

shuri bites her lip, thinking. her eyes land on your hair and she smiles, “orange,” she murmurs. 

“speak up, Princess.”

“orange, riri.” 

riri leans back, aligning her dick with shuri’s entrance, ”mm, i love the way you say my shit. do it again.”

“riri please…” shuri whines. 

riri’s hands slide to shuri’s hips, gripping her, “again.”

shuri’s eyebrows furrow in irritation and impatience. with a huff, she clutches the sheets, “demethi (dammit), riri. i’m not gonna-fuck”

shuri’s body rocks as riri pushes all 10 inches into her, drawing out a low moan from the princess in front of you. her mouth hangs open as riri continues to thrust into shuri, grinning, “what was you gonna say?”

whatever words shuri attempted to say got drowned out by the whines coming from her mouth. you run your fingers through her hair as she trembles, “tell me how she feel, shuri, baby.”

“s-so…good. i,” she gasps as her eyes roll to the ceiling, “i’m so full.” 

“hm. it don’t sound like it,” you look up at riri, “the hell you waiting for, ri? fuck her.” 

your words cause shuri’s eyes to widen as riri’s eyebrows shoot up her forehead, smirking, “is that what you want, Princess?” her hips stop thrusting as she looks down at shuri. 

shuri nods frantically, curls bouncing. you wrap your fingers around her neck, "how many times we gotta tell you to open your mouth?”

shuri bites her bottom lip as riri readjusts her grip on shuri’s waist, “ri…” shuri stammers, “i need you to fill me up. please, usana. i want you to fuck me until my voice goes hoarse; blow my back out. make a mess in me, riri, please, i just need you. no more teasing.”

shuri’s pleading washes over you, making your stomach tighten. you can tell her words have the same effect on riri because she buries her nails into shuri’s hips. before shuri can react, she shoves the toy into her again, thrusting her hips quickly. shuri’s elbows buckle as riri’s hips slam into her ass at a rapid pace, eliciting shouts from shuri. her eyes snap shut as the Vibranium toy kisses her cervix repeatedly, causing her to squeeze her walls around riri. “fuck, shuri” riri huffs, “keep squeezing my shit just like that. you feel so fucking good.”

riri shakes the bed with the amount of vigor she’s fucking into shuri. you watch them hungrily, focusing on shuri’s face. you grip her chin and force her to look at you, “you look so pretty when you’re taking dick like the little ihenyukazi (whore) you are,” you giggle. shuri opens her mouth to respond but lets out a deep groan instead. you watch as her pretty tits bounce with each quick jolt into her. 

you brush away the hair stuck to her forehead. “riri,” shuri cried, “i’m so close, usana, please,” she says, her barely intelligible words tumbling out of her mouth. 

riri’s sloppy thrusts are evident that she was reaching her limit too. she grits her teeth and continues to pound into shuri, “who’s dick is this?”

“yours, riri.” shuri cries.

“who got you screamin like this?” 

“you do, riri.” 

“yeah, that’s it. what’s my name, again, babygirl?”

“riri!” shuri shouts as she squirts on ri’s dick, the fluid splashing onto riri’s abdomen. with deep moan, riri floods into shuri, her warm seed filling her pussy. she slides the purple toy out, allowing their juices to drip onto the already wet mattress. 

shuri collapses onto the bed, her body sprawled out in front of you. you smile and rub circles into her back, “you did so good, usana,” you lean down and kiss her curls as she gasps for air. 

shuri mumbles something intelligible back, but you shush her as her eyes flutter closed. you look back up at riri, catching her eyes. you smile as she slides out of the harness and walks into the shared bathroom, “ri, where are you going?”

“running some water for the lil pillow princess. wake her ass up and get her in here.”

shuri sits comfortably in your lap as riri presses a tender kiss against her lips. shuri smiles against her as riri pulls away and stares at her. the warm water and floral soap fill your nose as you reach over and pluck a grape from the bowl next to you, bringing it to shuri’s mouth, “say ahh, usana,” you tease, giggling. 

shuri rolls her eyes and eats the grape from your hand, “i’m not a child.” 

riri leans over you and reaches for a strawberry in the bowl, her chest right in your face. you can’t help yourself as you extend your hand and flick one of her boobs, laughing when she glares down at you.

she snatches a strawberry from the bowl and splashes the sudsy water at you, “i will throw yo ass out of this tub so quick.”

you mutter a sorry and lean down into shuri’s ear, grinning, “so violent…” 

as shuri giggles, riri shoots you another glare, “what you say?” 

you scoff, “i was just telling shuri how much i love you.” 

“yeah, whatever,” riri rolls her eyes, trying, and failing, to suppress an amused smile. 

“can you pass the soap, please, sithandwa sami?” shuri asks riri, reaching her hand out.

riri hands her the sweet smelling soap, “of course, usainah,” she smiles.

before you can catch yourself, the question comes tumbling out of your mouth, “what the hell does that mean?” riri frowns, “don’t it mean baby or something…y’all be saying that shit all the time.” 

you and shuri bust out laughing, throwing your heads back. riri furrows her brows as she watches you giggle, “the hell is so funny?” “It’s usana, riri,” shuri says in between giggles, “it’s okay, we can work on it some more.”

“nah, don’t try that shit again, usainah,” you say, snickering to yourself. shuri laughs again too, as riri rolls her eyes. 

you spend the rest of the night peppering kisses along shuri’s neck and cuddling riri as an apology.

[only1dreamgrl]

Who’s Taking Care of You?

Warning: Angst, smut, Shuri being sad and not taking care of herself, Reader coming in to make her feel better.

PS: This is set after the Battle with Namor.

I walked into the lab and Griot notified Shuri who barely even glanced at me. I walked closer to her and saw that she was still working on an experiment. She frowned as she looked at it with her shoulders squared and brows pinched together.

“Queen Shuri,” I said

“I thought you left,” she said without even looking at me as I walked up in front of her looking down at what she was working on

“I thought you did too,” I said looking at it as well, “how have you been doing with it,”

“ I don’t know what wrong with the stubborn thing, the calculations are right, griot looked over them, I just don’t know what’s missing,” she mumbled and then went to pull up a hologram .

She stopped infront of me and I raised an eyebrow and she sighed .

“You’re in my way,” she said.

“How long have you been at this,”

She shrugged then moved the hologram facing to the side as she looked at it .

I sighed and looked around the lab. It used to hold a feeling of warmth and now it seemed as if everything was just here. No exchanges of laughter or bickering between the scientists, everyone seemed to be walking on eggshells, even with just the two of us here now the feeling was still distant.

“Shuri take a break,” I said putting it bluntly and she just focused in the hologram.

“I can’t,”

“Why not,”

“Because,”

“Because what,”

She took a deep breath and I knew she was irritated.

“Wakanda still needs protection and as the ruler I need to do that, the black panther protects Wakanda and that what I also intend to do,”

“The black panther rests too,”

She went to say something but I cut her off.

“ That brilliant mind if your also needs rest and you barely do that,”

She glanced at me and moved to the table and I sighed again seeing that it was getting no where .

“I’m sure you have other things to do than be in the lab right now right ,” she said voice stern and it left no room for me to disagree. Meaning the discussion was over.

I took that as my cue to leave .

I made my way to the door and thought about it,” you always talk about taking care of Wakanda , but who’s taking care of you?”

Shuri’s back tense even more .

“Goodnight Shuri,” I said and left.

“Good night Y/n” she whispered, rethinking her words over and over and that’s all she could think about as she looked down at the notes . She ran her hand down her face and sighed hating how right the girl was. She needed sleep, a meal, and Bast only knows what else.

Shuri told Griot to cut the lights off in the lab and she went to her room.

She hated the way the words were still ringing in her head and how relaxed her body became when she got in the bed. No energy to even get out of her clothes she fell into a deep sleep.

Shuri woke up around 3 pm which was a surprise to everyone but not y/n. She counted the times she saw Shuri in the lab after everyone had left and saw how she was still in the clothes from the day before as she worked in other experiments.

After that she would skip out on breakfast or dinner and change into her suit and take on the duty of the panther. The herb increased her senses and durability and she didn’t need sleep like she used to but that doesn’t mean the work and added stress didn’t take a toll on her.

She did however curse herself when she realized how late it had gotten , she took a shower and after that she opted to go back to bed. She had put on her clothes then groaned as she looked at the bed. Sleep was calling her and she hated it , again the words of y/n in her head. She didn’t take care of herself, always putting others first since the battle even before then, she resisted the urge to go back to sleep and moved to the lab.

Her limbs moved slower and the Dora was able to catch up with her for the first time . She made it to the lab and got to work. She didn’t get much done occasionally dissociating only for one of the scientists to bring her back to the conversation. She did make progress on the project. It didn't work like she wanted but the fact that she made progress was enough.

She was then knocked back to reality at the sound of y/n talking.

“I’m sorry what did you say,” she said and y/n looked over her state. She looked at the dark circles and droopy eyes, and the way she was hunched over .

“I said I have the equipment ready ,” she said as her eyes moved over Shuri again, and said girl barely paid attention to it .

She followed y/n to the other side of the lab and Shuri nodded as she looked at it.

“When did you finish it,” Shuri said moving her hand along the design of the suit.

“This morning,” she said and Shuri cleared her throat.

“Excellent work, I’ll have griot put it along the projector,” y/n nodded and smiled at the compliment, but she still didn’t like seeing Shuri in this state.

The day had ended fast and Shuri was determined to finish her project. Everyone had left and she didn’t miss the way y/n had looked before she headed out the door. She didn’t want the pity or the sympathy , she had a duty to fill and that’s what mattered.

She wasn’t sure how much time had passed but she soon felt her chest tighten. She rubbed it and continued to read , her head started to hurt and she closed her eyes feeling the spot where it had started. She heard Griot say something before she fell.

Y/n was in her house that was not far from the castle when her kimoyo beads went off.

“Griot what’s wrong,” she said noticing that it was Shuri’s contact but she didn’t hear her voice.

“You are needed in the lab, it's an emergency,” Griot said, voice rushed but far from panicked. She cursed under her breath and put her shoes on and grabbed a jacket. She got into her car and sped to the palace. Upon arriving at the lab she noticed the Dora were not at the door .

I opened the door to the lab and called for Shuri and I received no answer. As I made it fully into the lab I saw Shuri on the floor but she was getting help by one of the robots.

“Shuri ”I said in panic and I lifted her head up.

I took my beads off and placed them on her chest.

“Griot what happened,what is going on?”

I looked at the beads to see that her heart rate was slower than usual but she did have a pulse.

“Queen Shuri is suffering from dehydration, lack of sleep, and stress. Her body is weak and she will need assistance right away.”

“Where is the herb,” I said the panic causing my voice to rise. He told me where the herb was and I lifted her up as the robot went to get it.

I placed her on the table with the help of her bots and I grounded the herb. I opened her mouth and poured half of it in not wanting her to go into cardiac arrest.

“Cmon Shuri,” I said as I waited to see if she would wake up.

“Griot give me some water please ,” I said in disbelief when Shuri gasped. She started to panic and I told her to relax.

I grabbed the water and tried to give it to her but she moved it .

“Shuri you need to drink something ,” I said

“I just did,” she said, still out of it .

I scoffed at her.

“Griot what happened,” she said voice scratchy and I bet she wished she had gotten that drink. I watched her face turn up and she rubbed her throat looking at the water but she didn’t move to get it.

“You are dehydrated, “

“I asked Griot,”

“You are dehydrated and your body was not able to handle the stress and lack of sleep,”

I watched as she let out a shaky breath.

“What progress has the project made,” she said going to stand.

“Are You crazy,” I said putting my hands on my hip

“ you need to rest , you were two minutes away from-“

“I’m fine now, you may leave,” she said and I looked up at the ceiling feeling myself grow frustrated at how stubborn she was.

“Are you really this stupid Shuri,” I said shaking my head, ignoring the fact that I could be banned for the way I am talking to her.

“Excuse me,” she said in disbelief, her eyes narrowing onto mine

“You heard me, I get it ok you need to protect Wakanda you have to do your duty but what if this happens again and nobody is here to help you,”

“LEAVE NOW,” she shouted at me, “ You wouldn’t understand what it’s like, you wouldn’t get any of this, “ she said in a calm voice as she reached for the glass of water.

“ You know what the next time something like this happens don’t call me ok let someone else deal with this bullshit , I’m done,” I said and I felt my cheeks get wet with tears and I wanted to slap myself for even showing some emotion to the hell she had been putting me through.

I turned around and moved to walk out but She grabbed my hand. I refused to turn around and I felt her pull me close as she muttered apologies.

“Let me go Shuri,” she still held me and tried to get me to turn around.

“I wouldn’t understand this shit so let me go,” I said pushing her back from me.

“You don’t owe me an apology, you owe yourself one,” I said and she looked up at me with tired eyes. I turned around again and walked out the lab.

———————-

A knock on the door cause Y/n to sigh. She contemplated getting up and she looked at the time to see that it was almost 6 in the morning. She heard another knock that was softer than the first one and she groaned as she got up. She opened the door to see Shuri look like a kicked puppy. Her eyes were downcast and shoulders stiff as she stood. I leaned against the door waiting and contemplating letting her in.

“You told me to leave ,” I said, “so why shouldn’t I tell you the same thing?”

She bit her lip, eyes still downcast.

I sighed,” Shuri what do you want,” I said tired of the back and forth and the distance and not knowing what’s going on in her head.

“ I’m sorry I -“ she cut herself off and I noticed her eyes were starting to water.

she fiddled with her hands.

“The other night you - you wanted to know who was taking care of me,” she said and she took a shaky breath.

“No one is ,” I finished and she looked back to the ground the tears falling and it broke me.

This was not the same Shuri who fought Namor or took over as queen and the panther. This was Shuri, the young scientist who used to scoff at tradition who used to laugh at the videos of her brother trying her experiments. This is the Shuri who watched her family leave her one by one with no one else to give her the family she needed. The love she needed.

“Shuri,” I said and she didn’t look up.

“Shuri,” I said with the same tone and I grabbed her jaw lifting her head and she leaned into it.

“Do you want me to take care of you,” I asked wiping the tears that were coming down.

She let out another shaky breath as she nodded.

“Please,”

She let out so weakly that I would have never heard it had I not stepped closer. I grabbed her hand and pulled her inside and closed the door behind me. Her head was down as she followed me.

I moved to my room and she looked around as if she had never been in here before.

I closed the door and walked up to her. She still had tears coming down and I rubbed her cheek. She leaned into it and sighed.

I moved my hand and moved to kneel, ignoring her curious gaze on me. I took her shoes off one by one.

I placed them along the wall and then I stood up and undid her pants .

She looked at me with wide eyes glistening from the light that shined through the curtains .

Her mouth was parted and my eyes remained on hers. I pulled them down and moved her legs so she could step out of them. I touched the shirt she was wearing .

“It’s fine,” she whispered voice slightly raspy.

I pulled it over her head and placed her clothes on the dresser. I felt her eyes track my every move and I turned and looked at her when I was done, taking in her presence. I let my eyes roam from head to toe and I noticed how muscular she had gotten and the tattoos that she added. She turned her head looking away from me and I came closer to her.

” Don’t do that,” I said turning her to face me

“Sorry,”

“You have nothing to be sorry about,”

She nodded and I grabbed her hand and moved my covers back and I sat in the bed and scooted over making room for her. She hesitated for a moment rubbing her hands nervously by her side.

“It’s ok,” I said and offered her my hand and she moved into the bed. I turned on my back and pulled her towards me. She widened her eyes and I smiled at her.

“Move down a bit,” I said and she did.

I pulled her down to lay on my chest and she froze for a moment . She layed between my legs and I wrapped my arms around her and she relaxed finally letting her shoulders fall.

After a moment of silence I felt my shirt get wet and I looked down to see her crying silently as her shoulders shook. I rubbed her hair and hugged her tighter and she squeezed me as well. I rubbed her shoulders slightly and she cried harder.

Her body shook as she started to sob into my shirt . She started to become incoherent as she did, I pulled her to me wanting to be closer if it was even possible.

“It’s ok let it out baby ,” I whispered to her, I moved my hand from her hair to wipe her tears and she whimpered .

“It’s ok,” I said rubbing her hair again not wanting to upset her anymore .

She sobbed for a long time before she moved up from my shirt and into the crook of my neck.

I rubbed from her hair to her nape and she let out a shaky breath. Soon we both fell asleep and I noticed that the light shined through indicating the new day.

I woke up and looked down to see Shuri still asleep,her lips were poked out and I smiled at her. I moved to get up without waking her but she gripped my body tighter so I opted to just stay still. She mumbled something and snuggled closer.

“Couldn’t hear you,” I said

“I don’t want to get up,” she said voice raspy and full of sleep.

“Too bad you need to eat something,” I said moving to sit up and she groaned pushing me back down with her body. I huffed and let out a laugh,” Shuri get off me.”

I said but my laughing didn’t help. She only shook her head and closed her eyes.

I huffed,” fine you win,” I said and wrapped my arms around her, she let out a yay and snuggled closer again.

When I woke up again we were still in the same position and I moved again this time without her pulling me in. I moved slowly not wanting to wake her and I looked at the time to see that we had slept the whole day away. I rolled my neck and made my way to my bathroom . I brushed my teeth and washed my face and I stretched feeling my body pop.

I made my way back to see Shuri moving closer to my side of the bed and I smiled at this seeing how relaxed she looked. I moved downstairs to cook dinner, seeing that breakfast was off the table. I frowned to myself wondering if Shuri had ever actually sat down to eat a full meal. I continued to cook and I saw a shadow out my peripheral and I looked up to see Shuri hesitate to step in the kitchen.

“Hi,” I said and she said it back with a shy smile on her face looking at the food on the table.

“It smells good in her,” she said and I said Thankyou.

She stood there for a moment,” well aren’t you gonna sit down,” I asked and she perked up as if she didn’t expect me to ask.

“Oh right of course yea,” i smiled at her hoping to break through whatever uncomfortable feeling she had. She sat across from me and prayed over her food as I did aswell.

“I didn’t realize I had slept so long,” she said as she had looked outside at the patio.

“It was well needed,you look a lot better,” I said and emphasized the word a lot and she smacked her lips at me .

“ But on a serious note,” I said and she looked over at me,” how do you feel?,”

She swallowed her food and looked at her plate and thought about it.

“ I feel better and I feel horrible for how I talked to you,” she then looked up at me.

“I had no right to talk to you like that ,” I went to say something only for her to stop me.

“No matter how I felt it was still wrong to take it out on you…y/n I’m sorry,” She said and I saw that she looked as if she was about to cry . I smiled at her and grabbed her hand,” it’s ok Shuri, I know we haven’t recovered from the battle and it’s going to take time, none of us have healed,” she nodded and I saw a tear roll down and she turned her face to wipe it.

“Hey,” I said and turned her towards me and her eyes were downcast .

“We’re going to get through this, I promise,” she let out a breath and nodded

“Say it,” she hesitated to look at me .

“We’re going to get through this,” she said looking at me and I smiled .

I stood up and kissed her forehead and when I pulled away she smiled as she opened her eyes.

“You know I can tell your itching to go to the lab,” I said and held my laughter in when her eyes went wide .

“I can go,”

“You don’t need my permission,” she stood up excited and I grabbed her hand.

“Don’t overwork yourself like last night,” she nodded and said she won’t .

I watched her go upstairs and I shook my head and grabbed our plates and proceeded to wash the dishes.

After I moment I felt arms wrap around my waist , I smiled when Shuri pulled me against her. She rested her head in the crook of my neck . She placed a soft kiss there then moved into my cheek.

“Thankyou,” she said swaying me slightly. I looked at the plates and smiled feeling shy.

“No need to thank me,”

“Nah I really do Thankyou,” she said trailing off into a whisper.

She turned my head to face her and she kissed me on my lips softly. I found myself leaning into her wanting to deepen the kiss that already had me weak, but she pulled away and smiled down at me.

She squeezed me one last time and I watched as she walked out of the door. Once the door closed I did a lil dance feeling all giddy .

—————————————

I was in the middle of reading my book outside on the patio enjoying how fresh everything looked in my garden before my kimoyo beads buzzed.

I furrowed my eyebrows then opened it to see Ayo who looked a bit distracted as her eyes looked everywhere but the screen

“Ayo is everything ok,” I asked, putting my book down and heading back inside.

“Sorry to bother you y/n , but Shuri seems a bit off today,”

“It’s no bother Ayo, but what do you mean,”

She sighed and moved away from wherever she was and I recognized that she was now in the halls of the palace.

“I think it’s better if you just come and see, “ with that she hung up and I sighed, rubbing my head.

I put on some more presentable clothes opting for my work shirt with regular jeans and I grabbed my keys before heading out the door.

The palace drive wasn’t far and since there was hardly anyone on the road it allowed me to be there quicker. I greeted the guards who were at the door and I quickly made my way to the lab already knowing she would be there.

It looked like everyone had rushed to leave, leaving the projectors on and devices on the station table .

I walked in some more and saw Ayo and I greeted her. She looked at me and it looked like she sighed in relief,” is everything alright,” I asked

and she shook her head.

“There was a meeting with the elders and Bast they didn’t hold back,”

She went to say more but I stopped her knowing I was to not be given information about the conference.

“Oh please y/n you need to know this,” she spoke up again, but was silenced by Shuri who came out of nowhere .

“She’s right she is to not be given any information, you know this Ayo,” her voice was hostile and I raised my eyebrows at her then glanced at Ayo who let out a breath.

“Yes panther I understand,” she said, voice tight and I could tell she had to deal with this since the meeting.

Shuri looked at me before she turned her back to us and went into her office.

“Uht uht,” I said, going to walk away but Ayo stopped me grabbing my hand.

“Listen we all know Wakanda hasn’t been the same since Namor , but she is more stubborn than ever and it’s obvious that the both of you have an understanding of each other and that she’ll listen to you before she listens to anyone else,” Ayo said looking me in the eyes and she kept her voice leveled.

I shook my head feeling like the scenario was repeating again and I was not her for the games.

“Y/n we both know it’s true,” she said, giving me a look and I wanted to laugh but I did not and only agreed with her.

“I will be with Aneka for border patrol but if you need anything please let us know,” she said and I nodded, smiling at her .

“I got it you all be careful on the patrol please,” I said and she gave my hands a squeeze before going outside the lab.

I turned my head to the office Shuri had been in and I had a feeling she had listened to the conversation. I made my way up the stairs and knocked on the door and I felt foolish knowing I wasn’t going to be given an answer.

I opened the door to see Shuri sitting at her desk looking down at a device as she looked through the projector.

“I didn’t tell you to come in,” she said with the same cold tone .

I rolled my eyes and moved to sit down and her eyes glanced at me for a second before going back to the projector.

“I didn’t tell you to sit either,”

“But I did anyway ,get over it,” I said and she let out a huff, rolling her eyes.

“You know Ayo was only trying to help, you didn’t have to-“

“Why are you here, “

I furrowed my brows at the tone again , she hadn’t talked to me like that before and it won’t be today.

“Watch your tone, you talk like that to them not me,” I said, holding her gaze and she gulped before looking back down at the projector .

“Who are you to talk to me like this,”

“Oh now you're offended,” I said crossing my arms

“You need to stop acting like a brat and listen when people are trying to help you?,”

She sat up and went to say something,” there you go trying to cut me off again. Shuri just shut the fuck up and listen, you can do that can’t you?” I asked and she deflated, eyes going wide and she looked away from me as she nodded.

“The elders still see you as a child even after you went through so much to become their protector so throwing temper tantrums everytime they say something won’t help your case”

“I'm not throwing a tantrum they just don’t understand and M’baku just,” she looked up at the ceiling and let out a breath .

“ What are you gonna do about it then,” I said and eyed the way her jaw clenched.

“Shuri,” I said keeping my voice leveled and I noticed her hand shake and she put down the device gripping them.

I reached for them and she moved back as if I was going to burn her.

She got up ,” why are you here,”

I rubbed my head seeing that we were back to square one.

“Shuri just listen,”

“No, that's all I’ve been doing ,” she said, getting in my face as she raised her voice.

I put my hand up to push her slightly back.

“How many times do I have to tell you to watch your tone with me,” I said and scoffed at her, moving around to go to the door.

“Where are you going,” she said in a rushed voice and I raised my brow at the way she said it.

“Thought you wanted me to leave,” I said and she lowered her gaze and her stance faltered slightly.

“You said you’ve been listening all day and yet you still don’t seem to understand,” I said tilting my head taking in her appearance. She was slick as ever.

“Shuri, I'm not in the mood for your games today, “ I stepped closer to her and her gaze lifted and she held mischief in her eyes.

And there it is.

“You will apologize to the workers and to Ayo for the way you’ve acted, do you understand,” and she looked at me as if I had the nerve.

“Let me finish,” I said, seeing her ready to talk.

I reached my hand up to the side of her neck and brought her closer to me, her head had to lean down slightly to match mine. I refrained from smiling when her gaze dropped down to my lips .

“All you wanted was some attention,” I said, humming and her eyes went back to mine a bit wide and she gulped again before breaking eye contact.

“You throw another tantrum like this again and you won’t need to deal with the elders again, “ I tightened my grip on her neck only slightly and she straightened up.

“Understood,” I said and she nodded and I gripped tighter this time and she let out a weak understood.

“Good,” I said smiling at her and stepped closer this time rubbing the back of her neck. The heat she radiated was the equivalent of how I felt just by standing this close to her. .

“Now go apologize and act right,” I said and kissed her cheek and she leaned in again her hands going to wrap around my waist but I pulled back and walked out of the office .

I went back to my car and drove back home feeling my heart beat as excitement coursed through me.

That was fun but it made me think a little deeper into what Shuri was doing. I understand being the panther and dealing with the elders are hell even if she saved Wakanda . I made it to my house and got in the shower with the way she acted still in my mind. Then it clicked .

“Ayo could you send me the footage of Shuri after the meeting,” I said to her after getting my kimoyo beads and she instantly sent them.

“Miss y/n” I looked up to my projector to see Ayo send me a look and she seemed like she was fighting a smirk.

“I do hope Shuri took the advice you gave her, “ I nodded at her and heard a small laugh in the background which could only be Aneka.

I watched the video and the whole time she seemed restless , giving orders and complaining. Her face was frustrated but her eyes were wild. I fast forward some and saw her fiddling with her beads before making a frustrated sound and putting them on the table while walking up to her office.

That answered my question and I hate that I didn't see it before . The way she waited to get a reaction or did something after everyone told her not to, it was so clear. I prepared dinner and I knew I didn’t have to ask Shuri since she would come anyway. After I fixed everything I placed the food upstairs and scrolled through the channels trying to find something to watch.

There was a soft knock at the door and I got up and went downstairs and opened it to be greeted by Shuri. I gave her a soft smile and moved to the side.

She hesitated to come in and when she did she stood there waiting for me.

“The food will be upstairs but get cleaned up before you eat” I said and took the jacket she had on and she nodded before going upstairs. I sighed, feeling nervous I had never really been in this type of situation before, let alone with a Queen.

I flipped through more channels as time passed and ate a little bit still not sure what to put on. I looked to the side to see her come out with a black muscle shirt and joggers and her hair was slightly wet .

I admired the tattoos that I could see and I turned back to the TV as she walked closer and sat down. I side eyed the amount of distance she put between us, but said nothing. I pulled my legs up and kept scrolling then I gave up,

“ What do you want to watch,” I asked and she pulled her head towards me and shrugged her shoulders looking timid.

“ It doesn’t matter to me,”

“ Well I can't find anything that interests me sooo,” I dragged out and looked at her again.

She put her fork down and cleared her throat,” Is The Woman King okay?”

I furrowed my eyebrows at how she asked and made a note of it,” of course,”.

I played the movie and settled in the warmth of my blanket and I looked at Shuri who still sat straight up eyeing the screen.

I sighed, “ Shuri, what's wrong?”

She glanced my way and said,”nothing.”

A bit too fast.

“Don't seem like nothing,” I mumbled.

“Well it is,” she said, her attention on me and I raised my brow at the change in attitude.

“Just asked a question,” I said , putting my hands up and she let out a breath before going to pick up our dishes and she put them in the sink. I looked at the way her muscles flexed and had to look away before she came back.

Finally she sat down this time a bit closer to me and she looked my way before going back to the screen.

“Are you mad at me,” she asked

“What,” I asked even though I heard and she sighed, finally looking at me.

“Are you mad at me because of earlier,” I smiled at what she said knowing it was something that had her so awkward.

“ No I'm not mad, why would I be?,” i asked turning fully toward her and she played with the blanket.

“I just-it's just that you seemed disappointed and then everyone else got caught up in my outburst too,” she said her gaze wavering

“I'm not disappointed in you and like i said it's a process, and you taking it out in others is something that needs to be worked on,”

She relaxed back against the couch.

“ I think I was able to get a better understanding of you,” I said and giggled at her face.

“What understanding,” she asked curiously

I shrugged,” You’ll found out soon,” i said

“Now that we’ve established that I'm not upset with you, can you relax, you look like you about to shit bricks,” she laughed at me then nodded and laid on top of me facing the movie.

I barely remember everyone's names but Izogie was in my memory. It was hard not to say anything when they showed up on screen, I heard Shuri huff after I made another remark.

“Y/n” she said rubbing my hand and I hummed my eyes not leaving the screen as I watched Izogie talk to the new warrior.

“Always obey Izogie,'' I repeated after her and squealed when she leaned down.

“Y/n i asked a question,” Shuri huffed out her hands no longer rubbing mine.

“Sorry can you repeat it,” i asked and she smacked her lips

“You could've heard it if you weren't too busy paying attention to izogie,” her voice hostile and i refrained from laughing

“Im sorry ok can you please repeat it,” i said

“Ok , i asked why do you like more Izogie or Nawi,”

“Both of them are fine as hell and I like the way izogie takes control,” I said and Shuri hummed as she furrowed her eyebrows at me.

“ What,” i asked turning my face up at the way she looked at me

“ Nothing,” she said going to lay back down

“ uht uht why you look at me like that,” i said and she shrugged.

“ Do you have a particular type,” she asked eyes on the screen looking at izogie

I looked at the screen also,” Izogie’s my type”

This time I laughed at the face she made.

“ Im serious,” she said looking a bit irritated

“ Ok ok, i don't really have a type, i like what I like,”

She furrowed her eyebrows,” What do you mean,”

“I don't really place a label on myself, I’m attracted to certain qualities that someone brings to me and whether it be a male or female, i like them,”.

She nodded at me then bit her lip looking back at the screen, “ if someone like Izogie came along with the qualities you like ,” she trailed off

“I would like them too,”

“I understand,” she said, then looking back at me her gaze was too hard to comprehend.

“ So before you came to Wakanda, there were other people,”

“ I wouldn’t say that, i had only one person who I didn't really find myself attracted to and before anything got to serious I cut them off,” i shrugged

“ And then you came to Wakanda,”

I sighed dreamily,” the people are very beautiful here Shuri,”

“What are you saying,” she said her accent coming through hysterically

“ Too many to choose from,” i said then laughed at her as she grew serious again

“Im kidding im kidding ok,” i said laying her back down.

“ The people are very beautiful and I was intimidated so I rarely asked anyone out, I felt like a kid again ,” i said , rubbing my cheek.

“ There was one man, he was from the jabari tribe and he was very handsome,”

“But,” she said with furrowed eyebrows.

“He became to arrogant and he was a playboy, he was not appealing to me anymore,” i said

“Good,” Shuri said and I laughed at her

“But Izogie seems arrogant,” she said again glancing at the screen

I shook my head, “not arrogance, confidence,” i said sighing out and shuri pushed me back gently

“ I have one more question,”

“Shoot,” i said nodding at her

“When you said you got a better understanding, what did you mean?”

I glanced at the screen then back at Shuri who kept her gaze on me.

“ You don't usually throw tantrums like you did today after a meeting,” i said and she looked away

“ You were excited not angry,” she turned to me with furrowed eyebrows, but she didn't move to speak

“ I saw it in your eyes and the way you talked to me, the way you talked to Ayo,” I rubbed her arm and smiled feeling it flex

“ I wasn't excited, the elders talked down on me and it pissed me off,” She said shaking her head and looking away again

“ You wanted a reaction so bad when you saw me, you held a glint and you did everything to get a rise out of me, even using your authority over me,” i said and she let out a breath as i rubbed my hand up her arm as the other moved to her chest, her heartbeat was rapid

“ Baby it's ok to admit that, I won't be angry if you do,” she glanced at me and turned to look at the screen

“ Now you want to watch the movie,” i said shaking my head at her

“ Shuri,” i said and her head twitched

“Look at me,” I said , moving her face toward me and her eyes were slightly glazed. Another note to take.

“ Can you tell me why you did what you did today,” I asked, keeping my voice calm and I sighed when she didnt give an answer.

“You doing what you did today will not make me upset, but not answering me will,” I said , my hand squeezing her neck again and she parted her lips.

“I just wanted to see you,” she said and I smiled at her.

” I didn't want to bother you and I thought you would be busy,” she said the last part quickly.

“I'm never too busy for you Shuri,” she huffed at me and looked away.

“You say that but then you’re off to America with Riri and Michelle,” and I raised my eyebrows.

“I have to work just like you Shuri and i always try to make time for you and Ri and MJ have nothing to do with the reason for my leaves,” I said and she tried to sit up but i moved and pushed her back down.

“Get off me,” she said pushing at me

“We both know you could throw me off you if you really wanted to,” I said moving closer to her.

“Don't be like that, we were just doing good,” I said to her and she gulped at me and I kissed her cheek.

“Did you apologize like I told you,” I said and she nodded before giving me a verbal answer.

I kissed her cheek again and I went lower to her neck smelling the vanilla body wash I had been using since i got here.

“ All you had to do was call me, why didn't you,” i said and I felt her push her hips up

“Don't give me that too busy excuse either, I want the real truth,”

“ I didn't want to seem weak,” she said huffing as her head laid against the pillow.

“ The elders thought I was slacking with my experiments and I didnt want anyone to see me slip up,”

“Oh Shuri, you’re not weak, far from it,'' I said looking at her, seeing that she was holding back tears.

“But it's true,” she went on to say more until I stopped her.

“Don't let me hear you say that again, do you understand,” she nodded at me and said she understood.

“ Who cares if you slip up, you are supposed to be vulnerable, the elders dont do shit but hide behind their titles and borders, but you deserve to show emotion for all the shit you’ve been through,” i said and she let out a breathe and I was happy that she didn't let a tear fall seeing that she had cried all night before. I wanted her to let it out but if she didnt I wasn't going to stop her.

I sighed, putting my head in the crook of her neck hating the way she felt about herself. I pulled her to me and ran my hands down her arm and she sighed.

“ My baby just can't get a break,” I said, kissing her neck and tilting it more.

“ Even after all you do for Wakanda, for your people,” I said , kissing her chest and she sighed pushing her head back against the pillow further .

“You deserve so much more, so much love and care,” I said cupping her cheek as she let out another breath.

“Can I give you that, will you let me Shuri?”

“ Please,” she whimpered out and I smiled at the sound.

“I want you to say red if you want me to stop ok,” I said, making sure her eyes were on me and that she was listening .

“Red if I want you to stop,” she said her hands gripping mine and I smiled at her nodding.

“ Are you going to be good for me,” I asked and looked up at her to see her nod her head, eyes still closed.

“ Yes I will, I promise just please make it better y/n,” she said and I kissed her and she kissed me back with so much fever I had to guide her.

I wanted this to be slow, not something quick. She soon contained herself and relaxed as we kissed. I heard her let out a moan as we both explored each other's mouth. I pulled her sweatpants down and she helped me take them off without breaking the kiss even when I sat up she chased me. “Relax baby I got you,” I said to her moving her to lay back down and she sighed as her eyes fell closed again. I barely started and her legs were shaking, I was not sure from nerves or from what I was doing but I rubbed my hands over her hoping to calm her down.

“ Y/n please I need it,” she said, gripping the blanket as she thrusted up to me and I was surprised she didn't rip the blanket.

“You said you would be good for me, remember,just be patient baby,” I said, kissing her chest again, I signaled for her shirt not knowing if she wanted it on or off and she grabbed it pulling it over her head. She was breathing heavily and I looked over her skin seeing how she had old bruises and scars littered on her brown skin. She moved to cover her body as she turned to the tv again. I grabbed her hand and embraced them in mine. I kissed her cheek and she turned to look back at me with wide eyes and parted lips, I kissed her and she returned it this time slowly and her hands gripped mine, I kissed down her neck and chest then moved to kiss her breast to which she gasped too. Her hand was tightening and she opened her legs wider as I continued to move my tongue against her bud. I moved to the other one and she moaned loudly , her head thrown back. I hummed and kissed down to her stomach, telling her how beautiful she was and she keened at the words, her hand went to my head rubbing through my hair gently but I could tell she was growing impatient.

I made it to her womanhood and I took notice of how wet she was, “ I haven't even started yet and you're soaked,” I said and she whined, not even able to look at me.

I used my fingers to spread her open and I immediately licked up to her clit. She moaned loudly as her legs shook and it made me wonder if I was good at what I'm doing or was she just horny.

I pushed my tongue against her not touching the clit anymore wanting to make her last. I did put pressure on it occasionally and she thrusted up everytime and I let her use my face . Soon I pushed her hips down wanting to do all the work even if she wasn't having it. I couldn't help but smile at how she refrained from doing the opposite of what I said.

I made it back to her clit sucking on it and she tried pulling herself away and I held her in place, surprised that I was able to do so.

I continued sucking and licking at her trying to ignore the heat building up between my legs. I pulled her towards me some more wanting to keep her there. Her legs tried to close so i held them open once more as she wailed and pleaded.

“ Y/n its-,” she cut herself off going into a moaning fit and I grazed her clit with my teeth and she came into my mouth. Her body shook as I continued to take every drop in and I watched her as I sucked on her clit again and I saw that she screwed her face up as her back arched. It was a beautiful sight to see, she looked so soft as she took in slow breaths, her eyes lowered and expression blissed out. I wanted to see so much more, I wanted to see that expression again. I crawled up to her and rubbed through her hair as I kissed her. She moaned lifting her head up to weakly lick into my mouth, it was so slow and sensual I wanted to stay like this.

“My Shuri,” I said into her mouth and she wrapped her arms around me pulling me close.

“Yours,” she said quietly, her eyes still blissed out.

I nodded, “ all mine nobody else's right,”

She nodded at me and kissed me, “ nobody else's,’ I smiled at this, as she sounded so sure of herself,

I was far from done with her.

I moved one of my legs over her and her breath hitched against me.

“Y/n” she stuttered out, closing her eyes .

“Yes baby,” I said feeling breathless as I moved slowly against her enjoying how her back arched up .

“I can’t,” she said breathing harder

“I know you can baby it’s ok you can give me one more,” I said, grinding against her with a little more force and she gasped as she moved her hands back into the pillow

“But -,” I shook my head tutting at her

“You said you would be good now I want you to give me one more baby. I know you can do that for me can’t you,” I questioned and she opened her eyes as tears came down her face to which I wiped .

“You can be good for me can't you ,” I repeated and she nodded instantly

“I can. I can be good for you ,” she said eyes big as she looked at me and I smiled at her . I kissed as I sped up , the sounds encouraging me even further

She was so soft and wet I was almost tempted but I held back not wanting this to end so soon. She cried as she threw her head back and it gave me the opportunity to kiss her neck and mark her. She gasped when I sucked a bruise in one particular spot and she shook as she was almost to her orgasm .

“Can I come please,” she asked, her voice small and desperate. I felt bad but I wanted her to feel everything before she could let go.

“Not yet baby ,” I said, kissing her chest again and she arched her back letting out a silent moan .

“ Fuck, you wanted me to take care of you right? I’m the only one who gets to do this to you, who gets to see you like this.” I said moving toward her ear where I bit her lobe.

“ I want you to make a mess for me pretty, I want to feel it”

She pulled at my hair and tried to move away from me. I grabbed her arms and pinned them beside her head as I continued to thrust and kiss her.

“Please I can’t ,” she said crying and oh how beautiful she sounded , I never thought anyone could sound or look so pretty when they cry.

“You can let go now baby,” I said and she threw her head back letting out a string of broken moans. I continued to grind against her as I watched pleasure consume her .

“That’s it, just like that,” i couldn’t help the way my hips moved against hers wanting to watch her face twist as she could only lay there and give me everything.

“So good for me,” I said to her as I watched her cum again. Her body was shaking and I came soon after just from seeing her in pleasure, knowing I was the one to give it to her. She turned her head to the side and rubbed her face against my arm and I let go of her wrists. I grabbed the blanket and threw it over us. She made no movement as I did and she moaned softly when I lifted off of her. I kissed her forehead then lips telling her how good she was. She pushed her head into the crook of my neck mumbling thankyou.

I rubbed my hand through her hair and smiled when her breathing became slow.

“Baby,” I said, moving her to where she was looking at me.

Her eyes held tears which I had begun to wipe again.

“I meant what I said,”

“You do” she asked shyly

“I want to give you everything and so much more if you let me,” I said and she smiled at me with so much admiration it made my heart race.

“ I love you Y/n” she said in all seriousness causing me to freeze not expecting those words to come out her mouth.

“I love you too Shuri” I said smiling at her and I felt her reach up and wipe my eyes and I blinked not even feeling myself cry.

“Thankyou,” she said and pulled me close as she kissed me with passion and I layed back as she moved to lay on top of me, never breaking the kiss.

[shurislover]

where all the sub!shuri fics at

[prinxeali]

Bittersweet

One shot: ShurixBlack!fem!reader

Summary: Honestly just the reader and Shuri being sickeningly sweet.

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“Shuri! What are you doing up there! Come down this instant.” You call from the mine entrance, glaring up at your lover who was straddling the muzzle of the panther carved into the mountain. With grace and ease she slides down the front of the carvings face and lands on her feet, directly in front of you.

“I was fine, you’ll give yourself a headache worrying about me so much.” She says, brushing past you. You couldn’t help the smile that spread across your features as you watched her walk back into her lab. “It’s my job to protect you, don’t you remember?” You reply, picking up your pace to catch up with her. Shuri walks over to her lab station and flops down into her chair “How could I forget, I wake up to you fussing and at this point I can’t sleep if you don’t fuss at me.” She scoffs spinning around in her seat, her head thrown back as she watches the room spin. “In other words, you love it when I fuss.” You say standing in front of her chair and grabbing her knees bringing both of them to a halt.

Shuri smiles at you mischievously and lifts her legs to wrap around your waist, tugging you closer. “It's adorable. But I can't lie; seeing you angry is much hotter,” she teases, putting her arms around your neck. You roll your eyes before sliding your hands underneath her thighs and lifting her from the chair; your fingers clasped securely underneath her butt. She melts instantly in your arms, her face cradled in your neck, as her body goes virtually limp against you.

“Are you sure you're 25?” you joke lightly, tightening your hold on her lithe frame. “You make me feel young and safe. “ she speaks softly against your neck before pressing a soft kiss against your shoulder. “I guess I'm doing something right then”.

There's a blissful moment of silence between the two of you. The warm weight of her in your arms soothes you. A constant reminder that she's real and alive. All these sweet thoughts run through your mind like a river threatening to spill from your lips, that is, until you're interrupted by a snore. A snore you'd undoubtedly recognize as Shuri’s.

“Spoiled,” you mumble under your breath before gathering a few of Shuri’s personal belongings from the lab and making her way to her bedroom. Of course, you can't enter the room without earning strange looks from guards outside her quarters. You smile awkwardly and nod your head to let them know that their queen is safe and sound... Sound asleep that is.

You carefully push open the doors and walk over to her bed. After checking her room, a habit of yours since the fight with Namor. You carefully place the woman in the bed. Almost instantly she whines and begins feeling around in the cold sheets for you. “Sleep with me” she mumbles, turning her body in your direction. Her eyes were hardly able to stay open and judging by the saliva on the corners of her mouth, there was likely a large wet spot on your uniform.

“No, my love. I have obligations.” You reason with her, pulling the blankets over her body. “Yes. Me. I am your obligation.” she says with a pout, crossing her arms and kicking off the blankets. The room was dark but the stern look on your face was clear enough to put an end to her little tantrum. Shuri sighs defeated and turns over on her side “Go and work then since it's of such great importance.” she says with a dismissive wave. The disappointment in her voice fills your heart with guilt.

You cave and kick off your shoes, climbing into the bed behind her, still allowing her space to come to you if she so chooses to. Not even a second later, Shuri is pressing herself against your side like a needy house cat. “My princess,” you whisper, playing with the soft curls atop her head. “I don't mean to be a brat. I just...I miss you.” her words are barely audible, but each one is like a dagger to the heart. You don't reply with words. Instead, you tilt her chin up and press the softest kiss to her lips.

You had Shuri had your unique language. You understand each other on a deeper level. It was almost eerie how well you understood each other. Shuri wouldn't have to say a word, but you always knew when she was tired or hungry, when she was sick or angry, when she was unhappy, or if she had a painful memory. Even when apart the two of you naturally gravitated to one another for comfort.

“Tomorrow. I'm taking off for the week. We can spend it doing whatever we want.” you state with a smile. Shuri’s face lights up like a star and she pulls you into what could've easily been the strongest and tightest hug you've ever received. After what feels like ages she releases you and rolls over on top of you. “Let's start early,” she says with a smirk. You know that face, and nothing good ever comes of it.

“Shuri no. I still have to work tonight” you say holding her arms against her chest which proved to be futile, you're no match for the Black Panther. She twists her arms from your grasp and tosses off her shirt before reaching out to unzip your suit. “Shuri!” you call out, unable to suppress the laughter bubbling up in your chest. “What? I promise it'll be fast and I won't leave marks” she says pulling your suit down your shoulders. “You always say that and I come out looking like I've been in a bar fight with a cat.” you groan in defeat and allow Shuri to undress you. Shuri makes a quiet cry of victory and leans down to kiss the side of your neck sinking her teeth into your shoulder just enough to bruise. You sigh and tilt your head back giving her space, your fingers sinking into her lips, undoubtedly leaving marks of your own.

She whimpers and looks down at you, her bottom lip jutted out in a pout. “Don't grab me so tight, you'll leave bruises” she complains half-heartedly. “Oh shut up, you love them,” you say, pressing down into one finger-shaped bruise on her thigh. She hisses in both pain and pleasure then grinds her hips against your stomach. “I guess you're right. It's been a while since I've gotten new ones though. Make me your Canvas.” she says pulling her bra over her head and dropping it off the side of the bed. Your eyes darkened dangerously before you flipped Shuri onto her back, leaving her completely at your mercy beneath you. You took the opportunity to completely rid yourself of your uniform.

The country's mightiest warrior, pinned underneath you like a prey animal begging to be devoured. Your necklace hangs tantalizingly between your breasts as you hover over her. Shuri lifts her head just enough to take your necklace between her teeth, her eyes dark with lust. “Eat me” she commands, dropping the jewelry from between her lips in favor of running her tongue up your neck.

Who were you to disobey your Queen?

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Note: Imma be foreal, I opened my brain and this fell out. I ain’t mad at it tho. I’ve got some school projects to finish but I’ll try to update Growing to love as soon as I can.

Mwah 💙✨

[cafehyunji]

Moonlight

Description: You both have wants, needs and desires. But what will it take for you both to take on these emotions? (Semi proofread..?)

Content: dom!reader, Sub!shuri, fluff, smut, oral (shuri receiving), small amount of angst,

Translations: Sthandwa sami - My Love, Kumkanikazi - Queen, Intoni Ingxakhi - What's Wrong?, Sthandwa - Baby

A/N: Hey y'all! sorry about how long it took me to post this story, with dealing with family stuff, school work, and editing. I didn't have time to continue working on it, but now that I'm now kinda in a better place. here is the finished product!

Playlist: Spotify Apple Music Musi

When you see the symbol (*) play the third song on the playlist…

The wakandan city view in the moonlight always captivates you, the moon, and its light, shining brightly among everything in its path, showcasing the beauty of the semi-known country. Being the queen's lover, you have the pleasure of seeing a well-rumored beauty instead of hearing about it, seeing the aura that the city thrives from the love and joy of the people. 

You hear the door open and take notice of the time, noting that your partner has returned late once again. "hello my love" whispering from the dark and quiet atmosphere, still viewing the people passing by below you. "you’re late, again." Still staring at the faint, but the alive nightlife of the city below you. "I know, and I’m sorry." Coming over to the balcony where you’re slouched over the railing, you straighten yourself up and turn around to look at her.

"This is the fourth time Shuri." You gave her a look of disappointment and disapproval. “I know and I’m sorry,” Putting her hands on your waist, pecking you on the lips. “Let me make it up to you hm?” Moving to the neck. “Shuri, this isn’t how this works” Stopping her and walking back into the room adapting to the now comforting heat that your body missed while standing out in the brisk air. Most of the time when Shuri came back late, and tried to “make it up to you” it would end up in Shuri, making love to you, but you were tired of that. You wanted to be in control and you wanted to see her beg for you. You wanted her to mean what she said, and so. You did. 

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After winding down and changing, you and Shuri haven’t spoken one word to each other. Only taking glances when either of you is not looking, you both gather into bed with Shuri trying to sleep, and you try to read away the situation at hand. While you read Shuri rolls over, and stares at you, “intoni ingxakni?” still looking at the book. “Nothing” Staring at you with now eyes filled with lust. “lies, what is it'' Finally flipping to a new page, “nothing, just thinking about something.” Biting her lip, roaming her hands anywhere she can on your body. You stop reading and pull her face close to yours. “What are you thinking about in that pretty little head of yours hm?” Kissing along her neck sloppily. “Fuck. I need you,” You look up at her what used to be her brown eyes, now filled with lust.

 “Please, my love. Touch me”. *

You close the gap with ease, kissing each other with passion. One is passion and lust, and the other is passion and raw love. You pull on the hem of her nightshirt, telling her to take it off. Once it is off you break the kiss and look her up and down, taking in every part of her before she crumbles right in front of you. You continue to kiss her neck, earning a slight moan and whimper from the girl. To say the least, you have never seen her like this; you have never seen her so fragile.

 You move down her body, making sure you kiss every spot on her body you can before latching onto one of her breasts, pulling her nipple into your mouth while fondling the other. This was enough to put her over the edge, but you didn’t care. After playing with her breast for a while, she began to become impatient. You listen to small whimpers turn into larger ones, “what is it Sthandwa?” “say it with your words my love.” Slightly smirking. Waiting for her to say something, “please fuck me. I cannot wait any longer.” You laugh at her cries of desperation to be touched. “So impatient of you kumkanikazi” You smirk, “we're just getting started.” You move your attention down her body, getting into her wetness and kissing her inner thigh slowly, softly making her squirm and quickly closing her legs. “open them.” Forcing her legs back open into their previous position. You moved back to her wetness, seeing a wet spot on her briefs. You started taking them off inch-by-inch slowly, making her suffer slightly longer. You get them off and throw them across the room and begin stroking her slit with your index. “all of this for me?” glancing up at her, and then back to the pool created between her folds. “Only you, sthandwa sami.” Smirking the question slightly. You move your finger and replace it with your tongue. Licking in between her folds causing her to moan. “Fuck” Elongating the word till there's nothing left to elongate. 

In collaboration with your tongue, you added a finger to the pool of her wetness. “Fuck, Y/n right there. Please.” Moaning into the feeling of your finger pulsating in and out of her. Adding in another finger, you feel Shuri’s walls clench around both of them “I-I’m coming, please d-don’t stop” Rolling her hips to the rhythm of your fingers, moving closer and closer to her edge. “That’s it baby, come for me. Come on my face for me.” You suck her clit harder than before, causing her to hit her edge. Her moans paint the room, like music to your ears as you continue to suck and lick on her sensitive clit, helping her ride her orgasm out.

©cafehyunji 2023

[artofemmanation]

“It Could Have Been Different - Part 2″

This is how Wakanda Forever ended, right? 

This drawing really got away from me, but it’s finally DONE.  I knew that I didn’t have it in me to draw Namor in all of his Mesoamerican finery, so I cheated and got creative with Photoshop magic.  I also thought that Shuri’s outfit should be minimalist to provide a fun contrast, but of course, she’s wearing the jade jewelry that Namor had given her in Talokan.

And in a nod to Wakandan modesty, Namor actually put on some clothes a tunic.  It is his wedding day, after all.

👉 Prints are now available from my InPrnt shop!

[sapphicvqmpires]

❁ཻུ۪۪♡ motel princess

Pairing - shuri/black fem!reader

Word Count - 3.4k

Contains - smut (18+), sub!shuri, dom!reader, needy shuri, pillow princess shuri, shuri is a brat, strap on, penetration, choking, fingering, cunnilingus, some fluff, minimal plot

Divider From - @firefly-graphics

Sneak Peak - She twitches and writhes, as you come back up to face her. You’re glistening from your nose down to your chin, absolutely drenched in Shuri’s wet bliss. She places her palm on the back of your head, forcing you to kiss her as she tastes herself. Both of you attempt to recollect yourself, coming back to reality as you remember where you are. A motel with thin walls and most likely occupied rooms on both sides of you. Neither of you cared

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Writers Note: I enjoyed writing sub!shuri a little too much. I literally love her and need her. There is no plot, this is for my doms and switches. Enjoy my luvs

❁ཻུ۪۪♡ “How much longer?” she sighs, trying to get into a comfortable sleeping position in the passenger's seat.

“Soon baby, soon,” you assure her, grazing your palm on her thigh.

Shuri was like an impatient child, tossing and turning in her seat as you drove down the endless highways surrounded by a continuous change of landscape. You didn’t mind roadtrips, especially when you had the girl you loved the most right beside you. Shuri on the other hand, despite being in the passenger's seat and not in the driver's, had a hard time staying in one place for long periods of time.

Shuri groans, unable to fall asleep through the bumpy roads and you chuckle at her inability to hold still and be patient.

“We’re only an hour away from our motel, I promise we’ll be there soon.”

“We could pull over right now so you can give me some head in the back seat…that’ll put me right to sleep,” Shuri jokes but you know underneath her bold sarcasm was a girl desperate for your touch.

“Not now Shuri, we’re almost there.”

“Fine,” she whines in defeat, turning over so she’s facing the window. You glance over at her, admiring how beautiful she is, even in her bratty state. Of course you wanted to pull over and pleasure your girlfriend with the ways of your tongue. But you knew if you started, you wouldn’t be able to stop, making your road trip much longer than it needs to be. You reach over to grab her chin, gently forcing her to face you.

“You can wait until we get to the motel, ok? Be patient with me please.”

She looked at you intensely with her big brown eyes, and you just knew her mind was thinking about whether to answer you like a spoiled brat or to just be nice with you. She chose the latter.

“Fine, I’ll wait.”

“I love you baby,” you remind her.

“I love you too.” She leaned over and placed a kiss on your cheek, making you smile like a love-sick fool. You were.

The next hour holds the two of you taking turns with the aux cord, counting horses and ‘punch-buggy, no returns!’. Shuri always punched harder than necessary and you would return the gesture but feel bad immediately as she rubbed her arm.

“Ow! I didn’t punch you that hard.”

“Oh, but you did. I’m just not a big baby about it,” you tease.

Finally, after numerous irritable groans from Shuri and counting cows, you two finally pulled up to the motel you intended to stay at for one night before proceeding with your roadtrip. It was fairly late into the evening and it was pouring outside, thunder crashing in the not too far distance. You both grabbed your things, checked in, and made your way to your cozy room. It was a small room, and unlike the rundown exterior, it was warm and welcoming; carrying everything necessary for a one-night sleep.

You both get ready for bed; brushing your teeth, taking quick showers, and changing into your pajamas. Shuri looked adorable in her purple satin pajama set, resting her back on the headboard of the bed with the bedside lamp on. You take your place beside her, yawning in your drowsy state. You were exhausted, and with every right to be. You were on the road for hours, having to put up with Shuri’s attitude while keeping her entertained. You rolled over, shutting the bedside lamp off as your body prepares itself to fall asleep. You rested your head on the pillow before you heard the ‘click’ of the lamp switch, and the room was lit again. You looked over to see an annoyed Shuri.

“What? What’s wrong?,” you ask.

“I’m not tired,” she replies, her voice laced with desperation.

“You were complaining for hours about how tired you were, baby. It’s been a long day, we’ll talk tomorrow, ok? Just go to sleep.” As you were about to reach for the lamp switch once more, Shuri slapped your hand away before you were able to get there. You were growing impatient, irritated with the way she denied you the sleep you seriously needed.

“What now, princess?,” you complain.

“You said you’d give me head,” she pouts. You roll your eyes, stuffing your face into the pillow beneath you as you groan with frustration into the fabric.

“Shuri…I’m exhausted,” you blatantly say.

“Please, y/n. Just your mouth, I only want your mouth and then I promise I’ll let you sleep,” she pleads. You turn around, leaning on your elbow as you position yourself to face her. You lock eyes with her as she tries to win you over with her begging gaze.

“Please?,” she said one last time.

You ponder for a brief moment, not wanting to give into Shuri’s plea as a way to show her she can’t get everything she wants, anytime she wants it. But you knew better. You knew she wouldn’t let you sleep until you satisfied her craving. You let out a sigh, defeated as your lust for her grew stronger than your exhaustion from a long day's drive.

“You’re so needy, you know that right?”

She shrugs her shoulders, proud at the power she has over you even when you swear at times she doesn’t. You take her chin into your fingers as you pull her in, her lips finally touching yours. She moans into your mouth and you grin at the sound of her.

“Just my mouth?”

“Just your mouth,” she assures.

“Bullshit. You know once I start, I won’t be able to stop.”

She smiles. “I know.”

You fully gave into her, placing her on her back as you situate yourself on top of her. Your lips become one in sensual yearning as she begins to grind down on your knee and the action makes you wet. Shuri grinds down harder, her wetness seeping through the fabric of her garments and you can feel it smearing on your bare knee. Your cunt throbs at the contact, eager to replace your knee with your neglected tongue.

“Fuck, Shuri,” you groan. You remove your knee from her pussy, and she exhales in annoyance. “Just be patient with me love, I’ll get there.”

You undress her, disrespectfully removing her pajama set as you leave her in nothing but her boyshorts. You place your mouth on her neck, kissing and sucking on the spot that makes her weak. She responds to your touch, grasping onto you as she softly moans. You brush your fingers against her curls, placing one last kiss into the nape of her neck as you slowly begin to trail down her body. You make sure no crevice remains untouched, claiming her body as your own as she whimpers under your controlling lips. You loved it, the way you made her body squirm in desire as she impatiently waited for you to satiate her hunger. You lift yourself off of her for a brief moment, opening her legs wider as you become mesmerized with the way she oozes through her boyshorts. It was your favourite sight to see, a display of art and you were the artist.

“All this for me, baby?”

“Stop teasing, and just eat me already,” she begs through her tight chest.

“So fucking needy.”

“Fuck, y/n.”

You remove her boyshorts, leaving her bare and exposed; wearing nothing but a smile of anticipation. She loves the way you give into her, the way you comply with her methods to get you between her thighs. And you fall for it everytime.

“Y/n,” she moans, pushing her hips slightly forward as a signal. You know what she needs, but you decide to play with her as a punishment for that smart mouth of hers. You place yourself in between her thighs, placing kisses nearly everywhere but there. She grows impatient, and it’s so obvious through the way she moves her body in desperate motions. She’s throbbing, her cunt walls locking as your mouth inches closer and closer. You knew this. You knew all too well. She groans in both pleasure and frustration one last time as you finally submit to her desires. You spread her dark lips open with your fingers, taking her pounding clit into your mouth. Her back arches instantly at the sensation, and you force her to come back down.

“Relax, my girl.”

You dig yourself into her once again, licking and swiping as she grinds down on your face. Her moans are so filthy, you almost care if the people next door can hear you.

“Unh. Fu..fuck. Y/n, you’re doing so good. Keep going, don’t stop. UNH.”

“Yeah baby, you like that?,” you hum into her cunt.

“Yeah, yeah. Just like that.”

You look up at her as you continue to lap away like a dog, and the scene of her is so indecent and arousing you could cum from the sight alone. The way her mouth is open, forming the perfect “O” as her erect nipples peak off her breasts. She looks down at you, and you keep eye contact with her as you eat her out. The taste of her is euphoric, as you drown in the ocean between her rich thighs. You stick your tongue into her hole, creating playful swirls around her walls as she tightens around you.

“Fuck, y/n, just like that. Ohmygod, unh. UNH.”

She was dangerously close, and this only motivated you to take up a notch. You remove your tongue from inside her, placing it back on her swollen clit. You take two fingers and aggressively hammer them into her, assaulting her used walls as your tongue dances with her clit. Her eyes shut in overwhelming pleasure and the way her spongy walls clenches around your fingers is enough to send you into a state of pure control. You wanted to see the way she submitted to you, surrendered to your mouth and the way it salivated for her.

“Y/n.”

Her hip movements grow as she wraps her legs around your neck.

“Y/N.”

You moan into her pussy and the vibrations of your breath courses through her, forcing her to squirt on your face. You instantly remove your fingers, replacing them with your tongue as you feel and taste her warm juices pour onto your tastebuds and into the back of your throat. You want to swallow every ounce of her, make sure none of her goes to waste. She was delicious. If your body allowed your daily nutrients to come from her, you almost swear she’s all you would eat.

“Fuck, y/n. FUCK.”

She twitches and writhes, as you come back up to face her. You’re glistening from your nose down to your chin, absolutely drenched in Shuri’s wet bliss. She places her palm on the back of your head, forcing you to kiss her as she tastes herself. Both of you attempt to recollect yourself, coming back to reality as you remember where you are. A motel with thin walls and most likely occupied rooms on both sides of you. Neither of you cared.

“Did you bring it?,” she asks through heated lungs. You grin, unable to hold your cheeky smile.

“What ever happened to ‘just my mouth’, hm?,” you tease. She bites her bottom lip, clearly needy for more of you and she knows you’ll give it to her. You begin to kiss her again, pausing before the kiss becomes too heated and you end up drowning between her thighs again. “Of course I brought it, baby.”

She cries softly when you break contact with her lips. You rummage through your belongings looking for the birthday gift Shuri gave you this year. You chuckle as you tighten the harness of your strap, remembering the look on Shuri’s face as you opened up your gift. She knew how much you truly loved to strap her down, so she made you a strap that would allow you to feel the inside of her as if the faux dick was yours. Your girlfriend was a genius.

“What’s so funny?,” she asks, legs spread open and ready to handle the size of you. You meet her back on the bed, placing yourself on top of her once again as you resume your heated session.

“Nothing,” you whisper into her, grinning at how much you crave her. You begin to tease the inside of her wet folds with the tip of your dick, getting off on the sight of how needy she becomes. You grip yourself, swiping up and down between her puffy lips as you wince at the feel of her. She was drenched and you were nothing but a mirror image of that.

“Fuck, y/n, stop playing. Stick it in me already.”

“God, you have no patience,” you groan. You come back up to face her, wrapping your hand around her throat and she smiles. She loves to be choked and you loved doing it. You squeeze harder, easing your way into her entrance. You begin to thrust, and it doesn’t take too long before your tempo becomes remorseless. Her soaking cunt makes your job easier as you restlessly thrust in and out of her. She clutches onto the wrist of the hand that’s wrapped around her throat, and you squeeze just a bit harder. Her moans become stifled as she gasps for air.

“Y/n, I can’t…”

“You can’t what? You can’t breathe?,” you taunt.

She nods her head, unable to reply back to you in words with your palm wrapped around her throat and your dick that’s shoved into her.

“I’ve had to listen to your incessant whining all day, you can shut up for a moment, right baby?”

She responds with nothing but her eyes subtly rolling back, as she takes your brutal movements. You squeeze slightly tighter.

“Right??”

She nods again, tears streaming down her face. You let go lightly, giving her just enough air to breathe through it. You kiss her tears that fall down her cheeks, a gesture of reassurance that your rough play is nothing but an act of love.

“Y/n?”

“Yeah, baby?”

“I…mhmm. Oh yeah, yeah just like that, baby. Keep going. Fuck.”

And that is exactly what you do. You keep going, feeling every inch of her throbbing walls paving way to her tender spot.

“Just like that?”

“Mhmm.”

You push into it, your own orgasm approaching as her pussy grapples around you. But you fight it, you always do. It was either Shuri came first or you two came together; any other option was absolutely unwelcome for you. You’ve learned to master the art of withholding your own orgasm, because watching Shuri squirm underneath you as she moaned your name in pure ecstasy was a sight better than any orgasm you could ever have.

“Fuck Shuri, you’re so beautiful. My pretty girl.”

Shuri wraps her legs around you, allowing you to dive into her deeply and wholly. Being so rooted into her feels divine, her pussy a goddess as you bow before her. Her fingers grasp onto your hair as you dig your face into the nape of her neck and you are both on the verge of cumming.

“Your pussy feels so good,” you groan. You nail into her with passion, soaking in every moan and throb seeping off of Shuri as she finally succumbs to your profane movements.

“Yes, y/n. YES, oh GOD.” Her walls close in around you, her pulsating core fucking your throbbing strap; an electric wave travelling up to your clit and down your pussy lips as you forcibly spill into her. Oh how you loved this obscene invention of hers.

“Fuck, Shuri. FUCK.”

But Shuri is in her own world, holding you tight as you thrust through her dilating pussy walls. You did not stop, sending you both to a place unworldly. The sound of your juices mixing together fades in with the heavy raindrops hitting the window pane, and Shuri’s moans blend in with the thunder as one accord. On most days, this is the time where you would slow your tempo, allowing Shuri a moment to gather herself as her body becomes shambles but tonight was different. You’re not sure if it’s the lust mixed in with your drowsiness or if it was simply the pure frustration of having to put up with your whiney girlfriend, but you truly do not stop fucking her. You remove yourself from her neck, resting your forehead on hers as you both moan in harmony. You used her throat as a sense of relief, accidently clenching harder than you intended to and you almost didn’t notice but her choking sobs made you loosen your grip.

“Shit baby, sorry.”

“No it’s ok, unh. It’s ok,” she moans. “I liked it.”

You brought your hand up, gripping the headboard as you thrusted harder and harder. Her mouth hung open, her eyes rolled back as a result of being able to do nothing but take it.

“You take me so well, princess. You always do…fuck.”

“Unh, yes. Oh yes, fuck. Mmmm, yeah.” At this point, Shuri was speaking in tongues, her eyebrows furrowing together in pleasure and you came for the second time at the sound and sight of her.

“Shit, Shuri. FUCK. Oh my, FUCK.” The room around you becomes a haze, your eyesight blurring as you feel the way her tight pussy caresses your dick. Your palms are sweaty, your pussy throbbing as your beautiful girlfriend watches you unravel infront of her.

“You’re so beautiful, y/n. Keep cumming in me. Don’t stop. I wanna feel you.”

“Shit, Shuri. Unh.”

Finally, you begin to slow down your pace, collapsing into her grasp as she holds you tight, your strap still inside her. Both you and Shuri are panting, catching your breath as you slowly begin to pull out. You look down, seeing her swollen pussy as a result of your inability to go easy on her, and you almost feel bad. But you look up, a wide smile appearing on Shuri’s face as she begins to come back to reality. You place a kiss on her pussy lips, and she giggles at the touch. You come back up to face her, placing kisses all over her face and neck.

“How are you feeling, baby? Talk to me.”

“Yeah,” is all she manages to say through her post-orgasm state. You smile, caressing her cheek with your thumb.

“I’m gonna go run you a warm bath, yeah?”

“Yeah,” she shakily replies.

“I’ll be right back, my love. Don’t move.”

You get up quickly, running to the bathroom as you prepare to tend to your girlfriend. There wasn’t much the motel offered you, but you did what you could with the tools you had. You get the bathwater to the perfect temperature, as you scurry out to help her get to the bath. You knew she was sore, but she loved you for it anyway. She stepped into the bathtub, exhaling in relief as she submerged her body into the warm water. You sat beside the tub, placing a kiss on her cheek as she relaxed her body.

“I didn’t overdo it, did I?,” you genuinely ask.

“What? No y/n. You didn’t. You were amazing actually,” she promised.

“Ok good, I just thought I got carried away for a moment.”

“You’re fine, y/n. You did good. You always do.” She stares into you, biting her bottom lip as if she’s holding something back.

“And I bet everyone in this motel knows your name now,” she teases. You mumble something under your breath, embarrassed at the thought but you pull yourself together. She notices your face flush, and she pulls you in for a kiss.

“I love you, y/n.”

“I love you, Shuri.”

The long awaited night finally comes to a close as you both come back to bed. Finally, you’re both able to get the sleep you both need, and this time, Shuri lets you. ❁ཻུ۪۪♡

[lokibutterknife]

Princess Shuri of Wakanda and Namor The Sub-Mariner in Black Panther: Wakanda Forever (2022 | dir. Ryan Coogler)

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[inmyheadimobsessed]

— sub!shuri headcanons

contains: fluff & smut (18+)

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divider by: @firefly-graphics

note: got a request for sub!shuri headcanons and i came up with a very long list of things. it is no surprise that i love sub!shuri so obviously i got carried away hehe as i always do. there's still wayy more in my google docs but these were my favs. i just love the idea of pampering her and taking care of her because she is my baby girl!! enjoy mwah mwah!!

SFW:

attention! attention! attention! shuri NEEDS your attention like the air that she breathes and will do absolutely anything to get it. she'll even go as far as to play dumb and act like she doesn't understand a concept just so you'll explain it to her.

LOVES the way you explain things. you're so patient and she adores you for it because she knows that you know she's only pretending.

shuri very easily slips back into work mode, commanding everyone around her after you correct her like she literally wasn't just playing dumb a minute ago.

you like to kiss her cheek as a reward when she makes breakthroughs in her research "that's my genius girl. i'm proud of you." and shuri spends the rest of the day thinking about how she's your genius girl. you always catch her giggling and blushing to herself.

shuri gets JEALOUS when you show anyone but her even the slightest bit of attention. you find it cute. if she sees you working closely with anyone else she will promptly stop what she's doing and harshly shove herself between you and the person.

"what are we working on?" "can i help?" she thinks you aren't aware of what she's doing and you just let her have it.

loves bouncing new ideas for future projects and inventions off you because your opinion & approval mean everything to her.

is kinda mean to people who she claims are flirting with you but in reality they're just being friendly.

very clingy, like NEEDS to be in your skin clingy. believe it or not sub!shuri is the big spoon because she just has to hold you. but if you move even a little bit while y'all are cuddling she will look at you like you just murdered puppies.

"if you don't want me touching you anymore, you can just say that." "shuri, i literally just scratched my nose." "no, no. i'll get off you, it's quite alright my love."

pulls you into her lap randomly just so she can feel you because you simply sitting next to her is not enough.

holding your hand is a must, even when y'all are just chilling at home.

shuri needs to be near you always. she literally sits on the toilet lid as you clean the tub rambling about nothing and you love the company.

kisses, kisses, and more kisses. needs to be kissed like every two seconds. on her lips, her cheek, her forehead, nose, chest, and her hips! her favorite is when you kiss her inked knuckles and let your lips linger. she will fall apart, every time.

THAT POUT!! literally your weakness. when shuri pouts you will without fail do everything she says.

shuri makes you random shit just cause she can. gift giving is her love language. "hi baby." "hi my love, i made these for you." *shoves a pair of sneakers with built in sonic blasters at you* "why do i need these shuri?" "just smile and say thank you."

also insists on making you sound absorbent heels. because while she loves you in them, the clacking is sometimes too much for her and she can't focus when you're walking about.

loves cooking with you and trying new food, but if she hates it, you will get all the blame and you will never hear the end of it.

shuri bullies you often, but if you give her the same energy back she's rocking back and forth and crying in the corner.

"you didn't have to say i have a big forehead. you know i’m sensitive about my forehead." "were you not the one who told me i have sasquatch feet?" *sniffles and wipes a tear* "you do though, don't be mad at me because you do."

hair care. a very important and intimate activity for you both. she sits between your thighs when you take her braids down as she recounts her day. you wash her hair, detangle, apply her favorite leave in, and oil her scalp after giving her some two strand twists. shuri loves a fresh twist out. you're gentle with her because she's a tad tender headed even though she likes to claim she isn't.

melts when you call her pretty. literally squealing and cheesing DOWN!

funny as hell and for no reason at all, even when she's not trying like will have you falling out on the floor with her corny jokes. sending you memes and a shit ton of tiktoks is also her love language.

and her face be telling on her. she cannot keep a straight face to save her life. if you're trying to hold in your laughter when some outlandish shit goes down, looking at shuri will pull it right out of you. y'all literally got kicked out the throne room for collapsing when m'baku called okoye a "bald headed demon."

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in the lab she's very much in charge. commanding, demanding, and very stern. must oversee everything and get the final say so in all projects. in the bedroom however... shuri loves to be handled. relinquishing some of that control is something she needs.

masturbates loud asf when you're in the next room just so you can hear her. she knows you love to listen and she always moans your name when she comes.

she loves when you watch her play with herself because she loves to perform for you.

baby girl is 100% a brat and will deny being jealous until you draaaaag it out of her by making her squirt with a strong ass vibrator on her clit.

secretly enjoys when you deny her her orgasms. LOVES when you make her beg for it.

now shuri is more than fine with being a pretty pillow princess for you but is definitely a munch herself. doesn't know when to stop once she gets started.

shuri WILL pin your hands at your sides if you try to move her head from between your thighs because she knows you can't break out of her hold.

"fuck shuri i-i can't–" "i'm not finished"

loves when you guide her head.

needs to be told how well she's doing and that she's your good girl. when it comes to praise, shuri laps it UP!

shuri loves the taste of her own pussy a little too much. like kissing you after you eat her out is a MUST, sucking her own cum off your fingers is a MUST.

her favorite position: scissoring!! it's so passionate and intimate for her because she just wants to feel you. you hold her face the entire time and she loves to keep strong eye contact. will keep you like that until both your legs start cramping.

can go ALL NIGHT LONG like seriously that enhanced stamina is no joke.

baby is very fond of toys. she has an entire collection that she's exceedingly proud of. dildos in all odd shapes and sizes. vibes with some of the strongest pulsations you've ever experienced. and maybe a few pretty sparkly butt plugs for you to marvel at when you're giving her back shots

she also makes her own. her favorite is a vibrator that she spent months testing and perfecting. it's one of those clit sucking ones and it mimics the feel of your mouth wrapped around her sensitive little bud. she's VERY proud of it, though the process of it being made was not a fun one for you lol

shuri loves to be restrained. her many pairs of handcuffs, another prized possession. loves when you lock her hands to the bed post. she insists on your continued use of them—knowing full well when she's writhing from all the overstimulation—she will snap them in half, and a piece of the headboard is coming down with them too. one day she will make a pair able to withstand her strength.

shuri is BANNED from sitting in your lap in public because if given the opportunity she will without a doubt ride your thigh until she comes. she doesn't care who's around either.

it doesn't matter where she is, if shuri wants head, she will whine and beg and pout until you give in. and you always do.

"shuri, i am not eating you out while you sit on the throne. are you insane?!?!" "you know you want to." and that's how she ends up with her dress around her middle and your face between her legs as she warns you she's close. and so are the members of the tribal council who are rounding the corner.

can come just from your words. it's an amazing sight really, seeing her thrash and whimper when you whisper nasty things to her. you love working her up so bad to the point where she doesn't even need to be touched.

"aww, look at my needy baby. dripping for me and i haven't even touched you yet." "that pretty cunt needs me so bad, huh?" "i bet you can't wait to taste yourself on my tongue when i’m finished with you." "let me hear those gorgeous whines my love. so desperate for me, you going to come just from my voice alone, sthandwa?"

AFTERCARE!! baby's favorite favorite part because you're so soft with her! it usually consists of you carrying her to the bathroom to clean her up and run her a warm bath. you climb in to wash her back and massage her shoulders, trail kisses down her spine. you tell her how well she did for you. after you get out, you help her put on lotion, dress her, and tie her hair down with lots of face kisses before tucking her into bed.

your praises of "i love you's" and "you're so perfect's" always helps her drift off to sleep.

bonus:

shuri has no problem eating you out in the lab, especially if she sees you helping another girl and making her laugh. she will promptly grab you by your arm and yank you away, dragging you to her office. it's happened enough times for you to know what to expect: she goes down on you, makes you come hard and LOUD, then leaves with a smirk because now her entire staff knows who you belong to. it also excites her because she knows she's getting punished when y'all get home.

[mydairpercabeth]

me if THAT man asked me to burn the world with him:

[vampzxi]

☆°‧ 𝚍𝚒𝚣𝚣𝚢'𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝

✧ riri

just a question

✦ riri x reader ; you cancel a date with riri and her reaction is...different than what you expected.

finish.

✦ 18+ riri x reader ; you and riri have a beach date! she teases and edges you through the entire trip, never letting you finish. until she lets you ride her thigh lol

caught in the act

✦ 18+ riri x reader ; riri has been leaving you lonely lately, consumed in her studies. so you fill her absence with your own "toy". that is, until, she catches you using it. she teases you by making you use it on yourself while she watches. then she makes you beg for her to touch you

highschool!riri headcanons

✦ riri headcanons ; just silly headcanons i have about riri. she's such a dork

missing in action

✦ 18+ riri x reader ; being ironheart’s girlfriend isn’t an easy task. you constantly desire her attention, yet the young prodigy is constantly being pulled away by the Avengers. riri’s teasing doesn’t make it any better. so when she has to take another business trip, you decide to give her a taste of her own medicine. until it backfires and blows up in your face (riri fucks the shit outta you lol)

✧ shuri

highschool!shuri headcanons

✦ shuri headcanons ; my little booboo bear shuri. my dorky girl. this is just her being a silly nerd, just silly headcanons.

sub!shuri x spy reader

✦ coming soon

✧ shuriri

what's my name ?

✦ 18+ sub!shuri x switch!reader x dom!riri ; shuri is a big bratty pillow princess in denial. she thinks she's in charge. you and riri fuck the attitude out of her, leaving her begging lol. you give her sweet aftercare when you're done though

[artaxerxesthegreat]

I FINALLY KNOW K’UK’ULKAN’S NAME!!!!!!!

ITS CH’AH TOH ALMEHEN!!!!!!!

[thelastharbinger]

When Tenoch Huerta hugged and kissed a Latine reporter’s head after bringing them to welling emotions when he said:

“The only thing I want is the next time little boys and girls [in Latine countries] see themselves in the mirror, that they feel proud of that reflection. That they see that there was never anything wrong with them, but rather in the eyes of those who judged them.”

When Tenoch Huerta of Nahua and Purépecha Indigenous ancestry said this in a cast interview for Wakanda Forever:

“...We have in Latin America, two main roots: which is the Indigenous roots, of course, and African roots. The food, the customs, the music, even our way of life has a strong influence from African cultures. So for me it’s important to see it [in the movies]; I mean this character [Namor] comes from Meso-American inspiration, particularly Mayan and, of course, is an interpretation of those cultures. But at the same time, we can feel close [to it] because all the process to get us “mixed” is just a way to erase our Indigenous heritage and they taught us to feel ashamed of who we are. For 500 years!”

When long-time actor--since 2006--and advocate, Tenoch Huerta published a book (paperbacks set to release December 13 but digital copies available now!!!) titled Orgullo Prieto (Brown Pride) that is a reflection on racism and colorism in Mexico. He has also gifted his voice for the audibook narration of these books: La sombra de Miztlán [The Shadow of Miztlán]; Las Venas Abiertas de América Latina [The Open Veins of Latin America]; and Los Narcos Gringos [The Gringo Drug Traffickers] (Spanish Edition).

And when Tenoch reiterated:

“It’s not common in Mexico, in Latin America that a brown-skinned guy could be the main character and have a lead role in movies. And then I jumped to the U.S. and I did it here [with Wakanda Forever] and it’s powerful and deep, and I hope the kids in their homes can feel identified. And I’d just say to them never, never in the life was nothing wrong with you, it was in the eyes of the people who was looking at you. But not [as in nothing being wrong] in you, not in your skin, not in your roots, not in your blood, not in your history. So please, babies, feel proud.”

He is also a mental health advocate and champion for the sciences. He has said all the YouTube channels he follows are science, historian or philosophy-related. If this man didn’t already have me in a choke-hold I swear to fucking god-