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maxipad031 · 1 year

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Oooh could you do a shuri x reader, where the reader sits in Shuri’s lap. It’d be cool if there was smut too.

Love your writing

sit down (18+)

i’m acc obsessed with this photo stop anyways ofc x

be warned, this is mf nasty bro, i ain’t write this 👀

synopsis: short fic where you and shuri decide to take a day off and stay home but she’s sexually frustrated and carries it out on you, in which you gladly accept.

warnings: a whole lot of smut, nasty language, shuri x black reader, filth, lap grinding, fingering, face riding, strap, dirty talk, slight degradation!

you sighed and turned off the sink faucet as the bubble and suds slowly disappeared down the drain. you’d been washing the dirty dishes since shuri didn’t wanna do them and you honestly had trauma from doing them every day growing up. relieved they were done, you took a towel laying on the grey counter besides you and dried your hands as you looked outside. it was about 8am on a thursday in wakanda and there was a window above the sink that showed the amazing view of the developed city. you were both supposed to go to work today, but you decided to take the day off because why not? you needed the break to be honest. the two of you had bought a house together recently after your marriage and you couldn’t have asked for a better home. it wasn’t too big and modern but mostly homely with a few technological advancements here and there; yet she couldn’t create a special dish washer or something.

laughing to yourself, you placed the moist towel down and was about to turn around when you felt a presence behind you. your body took a screenshot as you felt cold and slender fingers wrap and grip themselves around the exposed skin of your waist, gently pulling you closer. laughing to yourself, you placed your hands on the counter and let her do whatever she wanted, “hmm, awake now are we?” you said as shuri just hummed in response behind you, leaving small pecks along the nape of your neck. her hands were still locked in place, guiding your hips at a steady rhythm into her crotch.

“you smell really good baby.” she complimented, taking deep sniffs of your scent that was barely even noticeable to you, but after becoming the black panther, all her senses had heightened by x10. you raised your head up slightly as you leaned into her, relishing in how her entire body enveloped yours. shuri had always been the intimate type and it drove you crazy. her love language is mainly touch, so whenever she got the chance, her hands would be on some place on your body at all times. you never minded it as it always let you know how much she wanted you and only you.

“you hungry love?” you asked, looking back down at the counter. she loosened her grip in which you slipped away and walked towards the tall fridge, opening it and examining all it’s contents. she didn’t reply and just stared at you until you faced her nonchalant self again with a milk carton in your hand, “cereal?” you asked, eyes wide as you waited for a response.

“hmm, something else would be better.” she slowly walked towards you and took the milk from your hands, placing it on the counter behind you and closing the fridge quite aggressively. your eyes followed her hands as she placed it down but you felt her hand guide your face back to look at her. you slowly bit your lip as you looked down to see her leg placed inside yours. her head tilted to the side as she stared at your lips and you immediately realised what she meant.

“shuri..” you whispered as she tilted your head upwards with her hands still gripping your chin. you stared at you through hooded eyelashes and you swear your body instantly flushed as a sly smirk crept up on her face. boldly, you leaned forward to kiss her but she teasingly backed away from you altogether and took the full milk carton from the counter, placing it back in the fridge and walking away.

“hey! where are you going?” you asked impatiently, thighs clenched and rubbing together in an embarrassing manner as you hands gripped the underside of the countertop. she made you so hot bothered from doing literally nothing, it was insane.

“come and find out.” she replied, her voice more hushed as she walked away further.

you huffed in annoyance and followed her into your shared bedroom. by the time you arrived, she was sitting on the silk duvet, the bed sinking under her weight as she sat manspreading with her hands back against the bed waiting for you. your eyes danced around the room as you avoided eye contact, and entered the room slowly, closing the door behind you. as you stood there just staring at her, she sat up and put her legs together, patting her lap as a signal for you to sit on it.

your eyebrows arched, “what?” you asked, inadvertently taking small strides towards her, kind of confused as to what she was asking for.

“come on, sit down.”

her tone of voice was lowkey domineering as she uttered that, sending a slight tingle down your spine. you awkwardly smiled and shuffled over to her, turning around. as you began to sit down, you felt her hands suddenly pull you downwards before you could even do it yourself. in surprise, you jolted and held the side of her thighs as you tried to catch a glimpse of her face. her cool hands were on your exposed waist again, just like before but she was massaging it in an up and down motion, massaging your chocolate skin in a quite intimate way.

before you knew it, your hips were moving on their own and grinding down desperately into shuri’s crotch. her hands were travelling further and further until they had successfully sneaked up your pink, satin nightwear top. you didn’t wear a bra to bed at all, so it automatically gave her easy access to the supple flesh of your boobs. you took a hissing intake of breath as the pads of her fingers brushed against the outskirts of your nipple.

“shuri…please.” you didn’t even know what you were asking for, but she was going painfully slow for your liking.

“yeah, i hear you.” she replied lowly, both of her hands now playing with your bare tits, rubbing and squeezing until your nubs hardened under her touch.

“i see you’re already so excited for me?” she asked seductively, kissing down your spine, along your exposed back and casually grazing her teeth along it. you’d never really been touched there but it was so sensitive, you couldn’t help but flinch. she gently bit a piece of skin and took a hand away from your boob, focused back down to your waist.

“mmm, lemme show you.” you took her hand from the side of your waist and enclasped it in yours, pulling it down the waistband of your pj shorts, and into your lace underwear so it was directly over your dampened heat. shuri licked her lips in anticipation behind you and laughed under her breathe, “damn girl.” she uttered as she felt your arousal in the form of your slickness. it wasn’t anything new anyways, she knows how fucking wet she makes you, there were no two ways about it. you took your hand out and looked down to see shuri’s lightly tapping on your clit, sending pulses of electric through you. your head leaned back in pleasure against her right shoulder as you let her do whatever she pleased. shuri took advantage and slowly touched you, making you emit slow and ragged breaths. her opposite hand was back to playing with your tit and the combination of the two felt so good.

“ahh, yes baby more.” your eyes were closed shut as shuri whispered sweet nothings into your ear, her slender fingers still working wonders on your leaking pussy. she carefully took the crest of your ear in her mouth as she used your slickness to slip two fingers inside all at once. you gasped and gripped her thigh harder as she gently bit down, pumping them in and out of you at a slow pace. your hips, still gyrating, moved with her, trying to take her deeper.

“ uh uh, hold still and take it.” she said demandingly, using the hand massaging your boobs to hold your hips firmly in place. you sighed in response and did your best not to make a single move, but it was getting harder as the pace of her fingers quickened, already hitting that special spot inside you that made your toes curl and your abdomen tighten. shuri used one of your knees to open your legs wide so she could have more access. you hands snapped to grip her wrist after each thrust as it was becoming harder to bear, “ri…fuck” your moans echoed inside the room and seemed even louder than they were as you two were the only ones in the house. it grew in pitch after every minute you sat stationed on shuri's lap, and it was honestly so melodic to her ears. at this moment, you were spilling pure eroticism, and she’d do anything to hear you amplify your needs for her more, so she decided to switch positions.

her fingers slowly came to a sudden halt and slipped out of you, backing up and out of your shorts altogether. your body shook in short spasms, but you missed being full and tried to put her hand back, “please, don’t stop..”

“i'm not going to, take your shorts and panties off for me.” she tapped your waist and you sluggishly got up, slipping off the article of clothing and your undergarment, leaving your lower half bare. it felt weird to leave it like that so, you decided to take everything else off, lifting your satin top up and out of the way, recklessly discarding it in some corner. you didn’t even realise how alluring shuri looked until now, her sleeveless black top loosely hanging off her slim body as her black, basketball shorts hung dangerously low, nearly exposing her boxer waistband and v-line. suddenly, you grew confident and took a step towards her, and eventually rested your hands on the side of her narrow hips. her pupils were fully blown from arousal as she drank up the sight of your nude body, taking in every crevice and secretly worshipping it.

shuri was so transparent, she could never hide what she felt and it made you melt, “you’re looking, but you know you can touch.” her eyes snapped up to your face at your comment and she nodded, “you’re so right.”

with this, you sat down on her lap again, but you were facing her this time, seeing her lustful expression grow by the second as she stared into your eyes. you realised you hadn’t actually proceeded to kiss her yet, so you stole the opportunity and hungrily connected with her lips. she reciprocated and even more as she kissed you back passionately, her two hands massaging your ass in circles. you wrapped your hands around her and sat up a bit, disconnecting one hand and feeling down her chest. you clocked that she wasn’t wearing a bra either and you immediately wanted the annoying piece of fabric to come off. you didn’t want to stop kissing her, so you just tried to get it off yourself, lifting the clothing up. she realised what you wanted quickly and helped you. she temporarily parted from you as she took it off but as soon as she threw it out of your way, your lips were back on each others, your want for each other growing as you sloppily made out.

you didn’t even have control of what you were doing, it was almost automatic. the only thing you were aware of was the feeling of your nude torsos rubbing feverishly against each other. shuri was the first one to stop the kiss, breathing heavily for air before kissing a line down the side of your neck. you closed your eyes and just relished in what was being given to you. shuri’s right hand had travelled under your naked figure and was back to feeling up on your soaked pussy again. it felt all the better without the fabric of your shorts in the way and you made sure she was visibly away of that.

“in, in, please i want you in me.” you begged, rubbing your clit embarrassingly on her rough shorts.

“let’s save that for later shall we?” she said, teasingly slapping your pussy before leaning back into the bed. you moved with her and remove your hands from around her neck, using them to hold you up in the bed. you stared at her shortly before giving her a short peck, hips still desperate for that friction you’d previously experienced. shuri could see what you wanted, but she stopped your actions, “move up.”

you looked at her with an arched eyebrow, “up?”

“yeah, i want you to ride my face.” she looked at you blankly as if she didn’t just say a dirty ass sentence. you chuckled nervously and avoided eye contact, “whatever my queen wants.” you muttered, climbing up her until her face was in direct contact with your pussy.

“wait, are you sure about thi- fuck!”

your moment of worry was immediately replaced with jolts of shock as shuri’s tongue rapidly moved between your folds, making the most disgusting slurping sound, you swear it was the dirtiest thing you’d ever heard. her muscular arms snaked around your thighs as she used her panther strength to pull you down further into her mouth whenever you moved away.

“shit shuri, mhm, just like that, ahhh.” you moaned sensually, a hand held tightly onto the bed headboard as you occasionally looked underneath to see her eating you out like she hadn’t eaten in days. you could feel your legs start to tremble and it felt like they were gonna give out any time soon, but she held you up as she made out with your cunt, swirling the the wet muscle of her tongue around your engorged clit. so close already, you leaned up and looked down at her.

her eyes were already trained on you, making intense eye contact whilst she sucked you. she admired her view, how your boobs sat prettily on your torso, beads of perspiration trailing down your abdomen as the free curls of your bun stuck to your sweaty forehead. your hand reached out instinctively and held onto her head as you steadily grinded down onto her tongue as she eagerly tasted all of you. you were so stimulated but you needed more, so you reached up your chest to play with your tits, but before you could get there, shuri’s hand was already slapping yours away and replacing it with hers as she massaged them for you.

she wouldn’t miss a chance to touch you and right now, it was all for her and her only. you let her do what she wanted, since it’s what she deserved, and you placed your hands back to rest on the sides of her hips, rocking yourself back and rough, “bast, i’m gonna cum so hard if you continue.” you said in delayed and laboured breaths, as you alternated looking between her and the ceiling above.

“yenze, ndiyingcamle.” (do it, let me taste it) she uttered lowly before continuing to suck softly, but you weirdly heard it under all your noise and it made you all the more hornier. her thick wakandan accent coming out whenever she spoke xhosa was enough to send you over the edge right there and then. you gently gripped onto her tight coils again, movements speeding up as you chased the orgasm you could feel on the verge of erupting inside you. shuri blew some cold air before enveloping your pussy again with her warm tongue, occasionally pulling your pink folds with her lips before letting go and pressing on it, flat.

“oh! shit, baby fuck i’m cumming!” you yelled out, feeling your thighs tense and abruptly stop as it arrived, exploding in shockwaves from your abdomen, all the way to the nerves in your body, hindering your movement and causing you to fold forward, your hands luckily catching yourself on the bed. shuri didn’t stop until you physically shifted and moved away in which she helped remove your legs as you moved off of her and onto the bed below. you tried to catch your breathing but you weren’t able to catch a break yet as shuri flipped you around to face you and immediately kissed you. you could faintly taste yourself as her tongue rolled along with yours. her elbow was placed on the bed as she massaged your waist, fingers tracing the outline of your stretch marks.

“did you like it?” she finally asked after pulling away, looking at you for any signs of discomfort.

“yes! yes fuck i did.” you replied breathlessly, your glistening chest rising up and falling down quickly as your body attempted to recover from the intensity of the session.

“great, because we’re not done.” shuri said with a fat smile on her handsome face. you stared at her and blinked rapidly, “don’t tell me your in the several rounds mood.” you asked, quite afraid at her tenacity to consistently pleasure you.

“bingo.” she said as her fingers travelled down your body, your eyes shut as you slowly sighed. you were honestly quite excited though truth be told, it’d been a long time since you two had fucked wildly. there was an era, especially when you first started dating, where you were both so horny for each other 24/7. you were unstoppable and experimental, all day, all night, everywhere, all the time, some people had complaints from when they were minding their own business in the palace and you two were in the next room over moaning noisily without a care in the world. thankfully, you two had your own house now which was built to be soundproof and high security; nobody was allowed to disturb you. however, things got pretty hard for shuri especially after her mother’s death and so it just made sense that she was partially distant. it didn’t go on for long though and you gave her space, which she was endlessly thankful for.

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“ahh…oh my god.” you cried out as your hips moved in sync with shuri’s whilst both of your heat’s were in steady contact. shuri’s eyebrows were furrowed out of concentration as she moved against you. you two were both in an upright position, one of shuri’s leg stationed in between yours whilst the other one grazed your outer thigh. your hands rested around her neck as your head was fixed on her firm shoulder, muffling your moans a bit. shuri’s hands were tightly gripping your wide hips, slightly digging in with her sharp nails which did hurt, but in a tingly and pleasant way. her hips constantly clashed with yours, creating sweet friction between you two.

“haah…you feel so good.” shuri whispered quietly, only enough for it to reach your ears. her hips were mostly doing all the work as you grew tired, but still trying nonetheless. shuri turned to kiss your cheek and your jaw, causing you to lift your head off her shoulder and give a her a few kisses back. not only did it feel heavenly, but the intimacy was really what you craved and doing things like this was only ever going to be with shuri; no one could else top how good she makes you feel, no one. your chest was quite larger than hers, but it didn’t matter, you were both enjoying the deep connection radiating your rising passion.

you were basically panting against her mouth at this point as she looked longingly at your lips, her grip tightening unknowingly as her climax approached, and you hissed, taking a hand instinctively over hers to loosen it.

“f-fuck sorry ahh.” shuri realised her mistake and briefly apologised as her hand peeled away from your indented skin, moving to the bedsheets instead as her next victim. you smirked and leaned forward to touch her more, feeling up on her petite boobs and down her defined abs, admiring the way they flex after every jolt.

“do you feel like cumming ri?” you asked, slowly connecting your mouth with one of her dark nipples and sucking, hard.

“shit, fuck yes.” shuri nodded desperately as her body contorted, looking down at you and licking her two toned lips. you held her close with your arms and flicked the hard nub around your tongue, feeling up and down her back as she started to grind harder against you. there was no doubt she was at the tipping point of her orgasm but it would be no fun if you just let her now, would it? holding that thought, you stopped your actions and forcefully pushed her down onto the silk sheets. she stared back up at you in surprise as she hit the soft surface, seemingly gaining consciousness from being in some trance.

“what are you-”

“shh.” you held a hand over her mouth, “i don’t really want you to cum yet, can you fuck me first? hm, can you do that for me baby, i’ll reward you later if you do a good job.” you rambled, using your finger to flick her hair away from her upper forehead. shuri heaved and swallowed but slowly accepted as she nodded and got out from under you to get what she knew you wanted, her strap. surprisingly, you two barely used it, but when you did, oh boy did things get serious. you lay back down on the bed as you excitedly watched shuri open her special drawer (full of so many sex toys) before pulling out the one she wanted to use on you. there wasn’t anything that special which you personally preferred, but the only thing inbuilt on all of them was the ability to transfer feelings of sensation, so what shuri felt, you felt and vice versa.

you licked your lips and turned to the side, facing the blind-covered windows as you heard the rattling of the harness she was wearing. your lower half throbbed in anticipation whilst you stared at her getting ready. you couldn’t wait to feel her again after so long, too long. once shuri had adjusted it for her liking, she slightly played with the quite thick and glowing dildo, causing you to laugh, “pfft, you look funny with that, come here.” you opened your arms and she was chuckling also as she came over to you, using the palm of her hands to spread your legs that were slightly shut from previous overstimulation. you eagerly opened them for her and used your outstretched arms to pull her into yet another steamy kiss. she responded and leaned down, causing you to feel the length of the strap directly on your folds. it felt quite big and you didn’t even know if it was because you hadn’t taken it in so long, or if shuri had tinkered with it somehow as she always does.

“i’m ready, are you my love?” she asked sweetly, already placing the tip of it partially in your entrance. you sighed heavily and nodded your head, mentally preparing yourself for what was about to go down, “use your words dear.” she said, rubbing the side of your thighs as she aligned herself properly.

“i’m ready, take me shuri, i need you.” you muttered, eyelashes fluttering as you felt down her muscular shoulders and arms. shuri had an impeccable ability to change her demeanor in seconds because once that phrase left your mouth, it was wraps and she didn’t even wait for you to adjust before slamming right into your tight heat

“shit! oh my- shuri!” it very much stretched you, but in a soothing way that you easily got used to. your hands instinctively jut out and held her thin waist as she moved at a fast pace inside you, “is this what you wanted, huh?” she asked, her hips snapping at a godly angle that just left you speechless and unable to answer. the slapping sound of skin to skin echoed throughout the room and you just didn’t know how to bare the sharp pulses shooting through your body after every hit. your moans reached heights in noise you never through they could as you simply couldn’t contain how amazing it felt, you just couldn’t.

shuri ignored your cries, “i asked you a question baby, you ought to answer me.” shuri said demandingly, a hand leaving your thigh to grip your chin to forcefully look at her. you stared into her chocolate orbs intensely as your hands moved desperately to grasp onto something and it immediately found the bedsheets, scrunching it tightly between your fingers, “baby, ah!” your voice cracked a bit as you tried to formulate a sentence, but nothing else was going through your legs except shuri’s large strap pounding into you like it was nothing. her sharp thrusts were definitely calculated and she knew exactly what she was doing as she analyzed your facial expressions to see what you liked. your head was leaned all the way back and shuri put her head down to intensely suck on the smooth skin of your neck as her hips slightly stopped to roll against you a bit. you tried to touch your clit whilst she worked on you but she flicked your hand away and wouldn’t allow you to touch yourself.

“shuri, it’s..so deep, please, fuck shuri, make me take it yes yes!” you rambled on, eyes still fully shut, as you felt your brain turn to mush due to how fucked out you felt. the hands on the back of your thighs switched to your waist as you immediately wrapped your legs around hers to pull her deeper. not before long, she began to pull you down to match the exact timing of each her rough thrusts, panting with you at how much energy you were both exerting, “shit, am i making you feel good ri?” you commented breathlessly, noticing how her eyebrows made that familiar furrow whenever she was being pleasured. she leaned down into you, “yes, yes you are, taking my dick so well too.” she muttered through deep moans, as she looked down to see your pussy swallowing it hungrily and taking everything she gave it. you bit your lip at the compliment so hard, you thought it was about to bleed.

shuri paused as she was still inside you and used her left hand to push her hair out of her view before slowly pulling out. your body twitched in short spams as aftershocks of the hard fucking. was shuri tired? why’d she stop so early? you were about to question her but before you could think about what to say, you were already being flipped over as if you weighed nothing and shuri propped your legs up for you, a harsh slap coming into contact with your ass causing you to yelp, “ah!”

“sorry, can’t help myself.” shuri gave a cheeky smirk at your reaction before realigning the strap yet again with your dripping entrance. one of her hand was splayed out on your lower back, guiding you to sink into it’s length and girth as you silently screamed out;it felt much better in this position and you immediately remembered why you’d always preferred doggystyle. you sighed loudly and made lewd noises as your hips slammed back and fourth into shuri’s, taking her strap right until the hilt.

“fuck y/n, you’re literally sucking me in.” shuri could basically feel inside of you in other sensations that weren’t her fingers, and it was groundbreaking. you’d never been interested in science but this was the only thing you were genuinely intrigued about because how the fuck did she make something like that…. nonetheless, shuri’s pace was definitely hastening, causing your back to arch perfectly and continuously spew expletives back and fourth as shuri rammed into you mercilessly. it was to the point you could barely feel your legs anymore as shuri hit that special place inside you numerously, causing your second orgasm to come faster than you had planned it to. the familiar abdomen tightening feeling was back and you tried to quell it, wanting this to go on for as long as possible. your hair was out of your bun and messily slung around your shoulders which gave shuri a splendid idea. before you could think about cumming again, shuri slowed down and twisted your quite long hair in her hand, pulling it back which forced you to lean upright against her.

“you feel good, right baby? tell me it feels good.” shuri whispered in your ear, her voice so loud but so quiet as she began to move against you rapidly, swiping your hair away so she could bite down gently on shoulder. her pulling on your hair should be painful but you liked it, it just added to the erotic atmosphere. her chest was sandwiched against your back and you could feel her sweat, you could smell the rawness of the sex you both were having and felt every single second of it. her hands roamed around your body and towards your chest and her hips moved on their own, never stuttering.

“ahhh shit mm!” tears pricked at your eyes for a moment as you could barely take it anymore, your hand on her waist for support. she was doing you so good and she knew it, your sensitive body was reacting in such a crude manner, if anyone walked in at that second, they’d either be scarred or join.

“i know baby, i know, shh you’re doing so good for me.” shuri comforted, her hands on your body felt not only soothing but straight fireworks as she coaxed all the life out of all simultaneously.

“so good shuri, so good.” you couldn’t even speak properly, all your sense of communication was gone as if you were automatically dumbed. shuri eventually let go and you slammed back down onto the bed below as you couldn’t even hold yourself up anymore. your back stayed arch whilst shuri used one hand to hold your head against the pillows and the other on your lower back, “you want it so bad? here, take it like the fucking slut you are.” she spat, her nice attitude leaving once again as she rhythmically fucked into you, the bed squeaking and coughing under her sporadic movements. you were starting to drool as you obeyed and took her like she wanted. you loved it when she was rough and degraded you sometimes, it took you back to early days as it made up the original essence of your long-lasting relationship. she started to moan louder as she approached her climax and because she rarely expressed her pleasure, it made you kind of hornier as this was the part you loved to see; it turned you on so much.

“gonna cum inside me?” you uttered teasingly with a sly tone, wiggling your hips around.

“shut the fuck up.” she replied lowly, her hips starting to stutter and move sloppily as she moved closer to a weet release. however, you were more important on her radar, and so she quickly pulled out and started to eat you out again from behind, “shuri! oh my fuck.” you squealed, your nipples in contact with the cool sheets as shuri’s licked you made your hips buckle and the previous orgasm you were suppressing came bursting out in waves and you yelled out, “shit!” it crashed slowly and lasted way longer than your first one. once it was over, you immediately dropped down flat as your body was completely tired and worn out, feeling the effects. shuri used her finger to collect your juices that dropped on your chin and brought it up to her mouth to suck on it. your head was twisted and you could see what she was doing. she seemed very satisfied with herself and tapped the glowing purple strap, coated in your slickness, on your plump ass.

you were so tired but found the energy to twist your head so you could see her, “i appreciate you shuri but come on, let me give you that reward i promised, take that off.” shuri knew you were referring to the strap and so in less than 10 seconds, it was discarded and it was just you two, totally nude bodies, sticky in sweat, the smell of sex just wafting off the both of you. the only one not satisfied physically right now was shuri and you needed to fix that.

“you don’t mind me ********* you right?” you asked tracing down her body slowly, making sure you knew her boundaries.

“of course not.” shuri smirked and sat back, ready for her awaited turn.

to think all this started from a simple touch in the kitchen.

best day off in your opinion.

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maxipad031 · 1 year

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SHURIRI SHIPPERS GET TF UP

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maxipad031 · 1 year

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lord i have a lot of drafts i need to finish bro💀 i get ideas and drop em anyways, yeah still writing some requests, stay tuned luvs x 🤪💕🥰

^ the edit got me drooling.

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maxipad031 · 1 year

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hey girl! i loveee ur account! can we get a best friends to lovers fic please? Shuri and reader are like 20, and reader realises she isn’t straight because she starts crushing on Shuri.<33

i like you silly

synopsis: fluffy and short fic where you start to realise your growing crush on your best friend, shuri. you don’t know where she stands, but she soon lets you know and you begin to understand yourself more.

contains: shuri x black reader, cute crushing, fluff, brief sadness, make out session, best friend to lovers x

and thank you smmm!🥰

novacane by frank ocean blasted in your sony headphones as you bopped your head continuously to the beat, your hand moving rapidly as you scribbled down equations for your calculus homework. it was literally due the next day and you'd forgotten all about it until your friend reminded you like 30 minutes ago through a lengthy text explaining how she lost it. your room was flipping messy, clothes on the floor, on the bed, heaped upon your vanity chair. the curtains were basically closed but there was a peak of natural light as your purple LED lights dominated the room, making it glow a soft lilac. something about purple just put you in a focusing mood, so yes your room had to be covered in it. just as the song was about to change, it stopped abruptly, and you shifted your gaze over to your phone, confused. sighing, you realised a call was coming through and when you saw who it was, your heart leaped in your chest.

my shuri <3

was displayed on the rectangular screen and you hurriedly fumbled everything away to pick up your phone to answer, crunching the papers under your weight in the process. as you clicked the bright green phone button, her breath taking voice came through into your headphones, loud as fuck.

"y/n, are you busy?" she asked softly, waiting patiently for your reply. you glanced at the phone, your homework underneath you and your phone again, "nope!" you answered, maybe way too excitedly.

"ah perfect, can you meet me at café moon in 10?"

"of course shuri, ill be there." you assured, packing away all your papers and into their designated folders, "is everything okay though?" you asked, realising its unusual behaviour for shuri to be calling you randomly since she's always busy with her tech projects.

"oh yeah, i just want to see you, make sure you're okay." she replied, her voice laced with some kind of additive that made you want to hear it all the time.

"okay, see you hunnie buns." she didn't reply straight away, but you cut off the call as you didn't want to hear her reply to your bold action anyways. well, to be honest, it wasn't even that weird because in your....friendship, you called each other lots of things like bae, darling, love, honey. it didn't really mean anything....or so you thought. you disconnected your headset and slipped it off, resting it on your oak desk as you attempted to make your dorm room look at least a little presentable, just in case you both came back here. shuri was used to your room being a mess though, she always says "it adds to your character, " with that silly, cute eye smile she does that makes you want to just give her pecks all over her face.

your mind often wavered like this and at first it was just subtle, cute scenarios you'd imagine before going to bed, but now it's just full blown delusion, things that would never happen between the two of you; i'll leave that up to your imagination.

you'd always identified as a straight individual since all you did were date boys in high school, but after meeting shuri, all of that went straight out the window and you've only been able to look at her: everyone else is blotted out with a black marker pen. she's in the centre of your thoughts, running around in your head rent free. you'd never really had close friends, so you orignally thought it was your clinginess that made you so drawn to her, constantly wanting to be around her at all times. however lately, it didn't make sense that you'd been feeling this way for this long, almost two years now. you usually lost interest in other friends you had but this was different, it was so clear now,

you fucking liked her.

it was a hard pill to swallow, the fact you were probably bisexual...or a lesbian? actually no, because you genuinely had feelings for the guys you dated, so you're probably bi...you think? whatever, labels confuse you and you don't care about them. right now, you're shurisexual and that's all that matters.

you sat up on your bed to look in the illuminating mirror as you ruffled your tangled curls, to the left, to the right, just everywhere until it looked nice and presentable. you were already wearing a large purple hoodie, so you just replaced your booty shorts with baggy ripped jeans. quite motivated to look nice, you picked up your makeup pouch from the vanity table and began to touch up your face, only a little concealer and lip gloss. once that was done, you cleaned your room further, stuffing your disorganized clothes deep inside your closet and kicking any loose objects under the double bed. with a deep sigh, you grabbed your phone and the keys from the drawer before heading out, making sure to lock your door securely. you walked quickly past all the loud kids occupying the dorm hallway, and rushed down the spiral stairs to basically sprint outside. as there were no cars coming at that moment, you crossed the quite busy road and ran down to the café shuri had told you to meet her at.

by the time you arrived, you were huffing and puffing as you tried to catch your breath. you had no idea why you ran but it was probably due to the fact you were so eager to see your best friend again after like two days. the cafe’s large glass windows exposed it’s interior. it wasn’t that busy and looked calm as always, everyone minding their own business studying or talking. as you grabbed the door handle, you eyes flickered to a familiar presence . it was shuri, sitting on a high chair that was facing the window, which faced the street, and seemingly engrossed in something on her phone as she scrolled. you walked in and the bell above the shop door rung at your arrival as shuri’s head whipped in your direction. you adjusted your hair behind your ear shyly and watched as she flashed you a bright smile while you walked over towards her.

“heyy ma, how is my darling.” she greeted, wrapping her long arm around your torso as you hugged each other. her embrace was comforting, you never wanted to let go. unfortunately, you had to depart from her and when you did, you sat down on the high chair next her.

“shuri, you forgot about me for two days, huh.” you scolded jokingly, as you crossed your arms and fake pouted.

“you know that’s not the case y/n.” she laughed at your fake act, taking a sip of coffee that she just ordered, “do you want anything to eat or drink?” she asked in a caring manner as her hands nestled in her lap.

“nah i’m alright, thanks though.” you played with the hem of your hoodie subtly as you grew nervous under her gaze. this was such an unusual feeling, you were normally the one making people shy, not the other way around. she nodded and rested her elbows on the shelf-like table before you both. she stared outside for a minute, her sharp jawline flexing as her eyes travelled. she has recently cut her curly hair and it was shaved at the sides, leaving the top sitting nicely and dropping over her forehead. the day she sent you that selfie pic of her freshly-cut hair, a tear ran down your leg; it was so attractive on her and she definitely knew it. you were beginning to understand that you didn’t wanna be her, you wanted to be with her. she wore a purple tracksuit this day, kimoyo beads wrapped around her slender wrists and her sunglasses propped up the middle of her forehead. she clicked her tongue softly and spun the chair around to face you,

“i have something to say.” she announced. your heart jumped and skipped and hopped before falling back down into your ass. you knew she wasn’t going to say what you thought she was going to say, but it was nerve wracking nontheless.

“go on.” you said, eyes wide open in anticipation.

“i’m going back to wakanda in two weeks.” shuri replied, playing with her glowing kimoyo beads as her eyes darted around the small cafe, avoiding your eye contact.

“wait what, why?!” the corner of your lip twitched with disappointment.

“my brothers funeral, i must be there.” she said, smiling weakly as an emotion of sadness washed over her eyes simultaneously. seeing her grieve for her brother broke your heart into a million pieces and you wanted to do nothing but comfort her. you slowly reached over her lap to cup her cold hands in yours. you massaged it lightly as you looked up at her, “that’s totally fine shuri, i’ll be here waiting for you.” shuri shifted her gaze to you and you swear for a split second it was a look that said, “i love you so much,” but it also might’ve been your imagination. she gave you another hug, squeezing you so tight, you had to tap her shoulder for her to soften up a little, “you don’t know how much i appreciate you y/n.” she sniffed a bit as she pulled away from you, holding her head up ever so lightly so stop any welling tears from escaping.

“hey, why don’t we go back to mine.” you suggested, pulling her up off the high chair. seeing her upset broke you and you wanted to cheer her up as soon as possible. shuri grabbed her now cold-coffee with her free hand and nodded her head as she obliged. you both stood up to leave and you led her out of the shop. the sun was blazing above and you instantly regretted wearing a big hoodie. shuri seemed to notice your discomfort as you constantly pulled at the neck of the clothing,

“you should come to wakanda, you’d die if you wore something like that outside.” she commented picking up the pace to walk beside you, her infamous eye smile displaying itself and making you melt as you stared at her.

you chuckled before replying, “take me then, i’ve always wanted to go.” you unintentionally held her hand as you crossed the road together. shuri paused and stared down at the interconnection of your hands; she didn’t pull away but held on tighter instead. you didn’t even notice the small act of affection as you scanned the road, careful you both didn’t get hit.

“alright.” shuri whispered under her breath, seriously contemplating to take you with her.

~~~

“how dare you plus five me, what the fuck!” you yelled, as shuri aggressively put down a blue +5 card. you two had resorted to playing uno flip and right now, she had you fucked up. she’d never played it until now but boy did she pick up the game fast, she even knew tactics to stop you from winning.

“sorry but i’m not letting you win.” shuri smirked as she watched you reluctantly pick up five cards from the deck when you previously had two cards left. the game resumed and you stared menacingly at her, your competitive side really coming out. shuri had four cards left whilst you ended up with seven from picking some up. she put some reverses, which skipped your turn, but just before she put down the second to last card, you yelled out UNO before she could realise and you cackled maniacally, picking up two cards to give to her. shuri quickly realised her mistake and shook her head, “you didn’t even tell me i had to say uno when i had one card left.”

“yes i did? that’s the point of the game.” you arched your eyebrow.

“you didn’t.”

“wanna fight?” you asked jokingly, putting your cards to the side and pretending to pack up your thick hair.

“like you’d win.” shuri rolled her eyes and cuffed up her sleeves as she put her cards to the side as well.

full on ready to actually wrestle with her, you leaped from your side on the bed to hers and she surprisingly caught you, flipping you over and laughing as she pretended to punch you,

“please please please, let me live, oh mighty black panther please!” you closed your eyes as if you were scared, rubbing your hands together as a sign of mercy. you were the only one here in america that knew she was the black panther by accident, and you’d sworn to never tell a soul.

after you heard nothing, you opened your eyes to peek and saw her doing a funny face. you both then bust out laughing at your silly behavior, forgetting that she was still on top of you. your laughing started to die down before you suddenly realised the position you were both in and instantly start to panic. her face was literally inches away from yours, as her minty breath tickled your nose. completely rapt, you didn’t know what to do so you just lifted your hands up to hold the sides of her small waist. she felt the sudden touch, and looked down at you, also realising how close in proximity you were to each other. you could do nothing but stare at her lips, perfectly two toned, glistening from the lip vaseline she always uses, and slightly parted. the urge to kiss her was so strong and nearly overtook you but your mind started to ramble and it unfortunately transferred into words out loud,

“shuri, i’m so sorry, i know this is probably the last thing you want to hear right now, but i like you, i really do, i’ve been liking you since i met you, i just didn’t know how to say it, i’m sorry, you probably don’t even feel the same way, but i just felt like i needed to-”

it seemed like shuri had the same thing in mind as your words were interrupted, by the feeling of her soft lips placed upon yours, maybe as a way to indirectly tell you to shut up. your eyes were wide open from shock but you shut them and kissed her back with a more needy approach. it felt like you were in another realm entirely, just you and her, together, nothing else mattered. your lips moved in sync as you held onto her waist tighter, liking the way her body felt on top yours. before you could slip some tongue in, she pulled away licking her lips as her eyes danced around the room, seemingly embarrassed by what just occurred. she gently climbed off of you and sat up, packing away the uno cards. you held yourself upright with your elbows watching her contently.

“shuri.”

she didn’t reply, focused on tidying up the bed.

“shuri!” you held your hand to stop her from her actions and she stared at you blankly before grabbing the sides of your face and pulling you into another kiss.

what in the world was happening right now.

her hands were enveloped in your brown locks and you pulled her closer, putting your hands on her shoulders to deepen the intimate kiss that was being shared by the two of you. shuri seemed like she wanted this for a long time, but so did you and you were going to make every second count. she was the first to slip her tongue in your mouth and you eagerly welcomed it. her muscular arms wrapped around your waist and propped you up onto her lap impatiently. you’d previously taken your hoodie off when you two came back and so you were left in a white tank top. her large hands rubbed against your chest area unintentionally and that riled you up even further. the kiss got hungrier, deeper as you snaked your hands around her neck, fingers laced in her tight coils as you devoured each other.

honestly, if this carried on, it was going to lead to something else and you didn’t think you were fully ready for that right now especially if shuri didn’t feel as deeply for you as well, so you hesitantly parted your lips away from shuri’s, leaving a string of saliva connecting the two of you. shuri breathed heavily as she looked up at you through her chocolate orbs, her lips having grown in size from the fervent make out session. you adjusted your top that had rode up from the touching and carefully got down from shuri’s lap,

“i’m sorry if i made you uncomfortable, i don’t know what came of over me, i understand if you don’t like me anymore i’m sorry-” shuri blabbered, worried to death that she’d made you feel weird, hence why you stopped.

“no shuri, that was amazing, of course i like you silly, i just told you a whole essay about it.” you giggled, placing your forehead on hers lovingly, “i stopped because i just have a question to ask you.” you said mysteriously, as you sat up against the headboard of your double bed.

“go ahead,” shuri urged you to continue as she followed you, also moving so her back was against the headboard.

“do you want to be my girlfriend?” you inquired bluntly. you didn’t think you’d ever say that to anyone but surprise surprise, here you were.

“i thought you’d never ask.” shuri hugged you for the 30th time that day and you hugged her back, filled with absolute bliss. you were so certain she’d reject you but her feelings for you might’ve been even stronger than yours for her; no that’s impossible. you couldn’t wait for what’s the future held for you two as well as how your relationship would work out. however, not everything was all roses and daisies as you remembered that’s she’s eventually going to leave you soon.

“wait shuri, aren’t you leaving, i’m not going to be able to see you.” you pouted, holding her hands as your head was down in woe.

“well, you said you wanted to come, didn’t you, i can definitely organize that.” shuri replied, lifting your chin up to look at her.

“what!? you don’t mean it...i can go to wakanda?! oh my god, no fucking way, i’ve always wanted to go! shuri, i could literally buy you a lamborghini right now.” you yelled out, full of excitement as you jumped off the bed and ran laps around your small dorm room screaming your head off like a lunatic, almost tripping on the loose objects all over the floor.

shuri laughed wholeheartedly at your thrilled uproar, loving how gorgeous you looked when you were happy. this was going to be a great few weeks for you two.

🫶

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maxipad031 · 1 year

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IVE BEEN UNSHADOWBANNEEDDD HERE TOO OMGGG maxipad makes a return yall x😘😘🥰🥺🥺🥰🥰

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maxipad031 · 1 year

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Can I please request a fic smut where dom!shuri and reader been dating for a while and the reader is very much a sub so she’s usually very vanilla when it comes to pleasing shuri but one day maybe on their anniversary she decides to go full Dom on Shuri and surprises her she’s all about pleasing her and even uses a strap on shuri in every position and just leaves shuri shocked and speechless afterwards. Sorry if it’s a lot I’m just so tired of the reader alway being a pillow princess in the shuri fics, our bae needs love and attention too❤️❤️😘😘😘

yes just yes, this is what we all need THANK YOUUUU💕

i'm the one in charge tonight (18+)

synopsis: it's you and shuri's second year anniversary in less than 24 hours, and you've completely accepted the fact you're totally a sub during sex while she's mainly the dominate one, but you want a change, you want to show her what you're capable of and what she's been missing out on.

contains: dom! reader x sub!shuri, shuri x black reader, smutty, filth, dirty talk, some fluff, cunnilingus, fingering, strap-on, riding, vibranium!strap, just super unholy content fr.

usana- baby, ivakala imnandi kakhulu- it feels so good

a/n- i fell asleep whilst proofreading this, so don’t mind if there are any mistakes :) enjoy the read sinners x

"shit, was that good?" shuri asked in a breathless manner, chasing her breath that had been taken away by your vehement scissoring session. you were pinned under her, one leg hoist up on her shoulder whilst the other was settled by her hip.

"yes, so good." you exhaled, chest rising and lowering quickly as your body tried its hardest to overcome the intense orgasm it'd just experienced. shuri laughed quietly at how fucked out you looked and leaned down to give you a kiss. sensing her soft lips on yours, you lifted up your arms to put your palms on either side of shuri’s head and kissed back, fully satisfied with your swift but explosive quickie. shuri broke away from the kiss, gently pecking your forehead as she let your leg down slowly from her shoulder and pulled her soaked heat way from yours. your leg dropped back down on the bed with a faint thud, and you turned around to the side, closing your eyes briefly.

you and shuri had been dating for quite a while now and you’re second anniversary was coming up, tomorrow in fact. you two weren’t the most conventional couple around; you came from a poorer background and your parents were farmers that helped the royal family grow fresh produce. shuri had seen you around one day and found you’re visuals so outstanding, she made conversation with you. since that day, you’d both just fell more and more in love with each other every day physically and emotionally, so you just made it official. she was your ride or die and literally saved you and your family from a life of poverty and enslavement; you couldn’t thank her enough everyday.

on the other hand, sex with shuri was always the same, it was very vanilla and passionate which you loved but it was quite predictable, she touched you, you came; she was never really keen on the idea of you touching her or being in total control and you thoroughly accpeted it as bottoming was more up your ally anyway.

however lately, you’d been craving a change, you needed something to spice up your sex life with shuri and what better way to do that than finally show her your skills. i mean sure, you’d never really topped anyone before as she barely let you, but how hard could it really be. shuri did it to you all the time and you’d picked up on her little tricks, from her pressing down onto your stomach to make you squirt, to her curling her fingers correctly to reach the spot that drove you crazy. little did she know, your pillow princess days were coming to an end and tomorrow was the perfect day for you to show her how dominant you could be.

you opened your eyes again and looked over to the digital clock by the beside table, “8:36am”, it read and you mentally questioned as to why shuri got so horny and pent up this early in the morning. speaking of her, she was already out of bed, dressing up and changing in her lab wear.

“leaving already are we?” you queried with a fake pout, turning around to watch her get ready whilst you tucked yourself back under the warm sheets.

“yes sorry, i just need to finish a project quickly, but love, can you be ready by 1pm later today so we can go shopping for our anniversary date tomorrow?” shuri asked, brightly smiling at you as she dragged her black jumper down across her torso and grabbed her lab keys from the drawer.

you grinned at her, thanking god she remembered and also feeling very excited because you knew she was going to spoil you, “of course baby.” you cooed, wiggling your toes under your covers, “but why does it feel like we just had a one night stand?” you asked in a joking manner, raising your eyebrow at her.

shuri laughed at your comment, “i’m experienced what can i say.” she left the room before the pillow you threw managed to hit her. you scoffed and laid back down onto the bed, staring at the white ceiling that seemed to move in zigzags after you looked for too long. suddenly, an idea flew into your head from nowhere. you had a sly grin slapped on your face, and you’re the type of person where if you’re set on doing something, oh boy, best believe it’s going to get done. you sat up, shaking your head and went to get up out of the bed, but as soon as your legs touched the floor, they seemed to remember what you’d done with shuri more than you did and completely gave out under you in which you cursed as you fell, “damn, she got me good.” you sat down and rubbed your knees that made painful contact with the floor. you finally found the energy to stand and pulled yourself up so you could walk to the semi-large bathroom situated in the corner of your shared bedrooom. you were getting ready to do something- no, make something that would most likely help in your plans tomorrow.

~~~

you walked into your personal lab located in an isolate part of the palace. shuri had commanded the lab team to build it for you five months prior to you moving in because you were super intelligent and quite gifted, but you were not financial stable and so couldn’t afford to finish your education, so shuri had been tutoring you to fill in the gaps in your knowledge and you swear, you’re almost smarter than her. you absorb knowledge like a sponge and shuri admires your talents, knowing you have great potential and will possibly help in wakanda’s evolvement of technology.

you flicked on a light switch and watched how it activated all the systems, seeing all of it whir to life, “welcome y/n.” the voice of your ai, briot, echoed in the room, greeting you nicely as you walked further in, “thank you bri, can i ask if my design from my ipad is available to be printed now?” you asked, switching buttons to download the image of your special design from your phone and upload it so she could sense it.

“yes y/n.” she affirmed.

“print it for me.” you commanded, moving over the place where’d you’d be able to see it print in 3D.

“printing.”

you smiled proudly as you saw it, the printer moving in rapid motions as it drew all of the details you’d wished for, and you couldn’t be happier.

can you guess what it is?

yes, it was a custom made-strap on.

i know, very original. you tapped the intercom and the protective glass shifted to the side. you reached in to grab your design, admiring its perfect length and girth, not to mention how veiny it was and the light tinge of purple from the hint of vibranium you used in it against its jet black exterior. prior to this, you’d sat in the living room on you’re advanced pc and ipad where you made it, touching it up and even measuring you’re thighs and waist so it fit you perfectly. sure, you had many that you and shuri kept but all of them were used for you and you’d rather make an entirely new one that was just catered to shuri’s needs. satisfied, you closed the glass case and turned around to leave, but your heart nearly skipped a beat when you saw shuri walk in face down with a ton of paperwork.

as quickly as you could, you closed the designing tab that displayed the strap design, and hid the physical one behind you as you leaned on the intercom, trying to act like you weren’t just doing something devious.

“oh babe, what are you doing here.” shuri asked as she looked up, slightly confused as you avoided her eye contact.

“it’s my lab ain’t it.” you said smiling freakishly wide as you slowly put the strap-on in your lab coat pocket.

“yeah, but you didn’t mention you’d be here..” shuri replied, tilting her head to the side to see what you were hiding behind your back,

“what’s that.”

you panicked, shoving it fully into your pocket subtly so it wouldn’t be seen, “what? i’m just working on a new version of the kimoyo earrings.” you said, acting clueless as you shifted to the side to show her the project you abandoned over a week ago, lying down on your desk. shuri looked at you with a “are you serious.” facial expression, but she didn’t say it and just turned around, “alrightie, well, i’ll just borrow your spare pens if you don’t mind and don’t forget to be ready in an hour.” she perked up, grabbing a handful of your new pens and waltzing out of the door.

you let out the large breath that had been stuck in your throat and held your chest, “god that was close.” you muttered, “briot, why didn’t you tell me she was coming back.” you asked slightly irritated, stuffing the strap into a bag you were going to hide in your room.

“you commanded me to not let anyone disturb you.” briot replied in her monotonous robot voice. ah yeah, she’s right, you forgot that the last time you were in here, you told her to put the rest of the world on hold whilst you worked.

“oh yeah, sorry you can turn that off now and shut down the lab for me.” you said as you turned away and headed to the door.

“turning off do not disturb mode and shutting down lab, bye y/n.” she replied as the lights went dim and everything went to sleep again. your lab doors shut automatically and you rushed to the bedroom, hoping and praying that you didn’t bump into anyone, especially you’re girlfriend.

~~~

you waited for shuri in the palace lobby as you were ready to go shopping with her. you wore a long grey jumper dress and some black naked wolf boots with your golden purse by your side. your leg was on top of the other, bopping up and down as you looked around for shuri as well as replying to instagram comments. you recently got your natural hair silk pressed as it was winter season, and it was in a messy bun, edges slayed to the gods.

“sorry to keep you waiting dear.” you heard from the side of you as shuri stood by the black chair you were sitting on. you studied her fit, a black lakers jumper with grey jogging bottoms and jordan shoes with her infamous black glasses. she put her hand out towards you and you took it, lifting yourself up from the chair with your help, “you look hot.” you complimented, kissing her cheek as you grabbed your hand and lead her to the door.

the market wasn’t very far and so a car was not needed to get there. shuri told no security to come as it ruined the authenticity of your outing and no one would try and harm her anyway; she went to the market all the time where the wakanda community treated her like any old citizen there and it really made her feel like she belonged. for you, the market was an escape from your shitty reality, and in the past, you went here not only to get food for your family, but to contribute in the local activities that took place occasionally and make friends.

after about ten mins, you reached the market area but shuri led you down a different path that you hadn’t been before. confused, you held her arm, “the local shops are down there.” you pointed to where you thoght you both were going.

“i know.” she replied, flashing you a smirk.

you two kept on walking for what felt like forever until you ended up on a street that looked like it came out of new york magazine cover. there were so many famous designer shops like dior, chanel, yves saint laurent, pandora and so many more. you gasped and started to squeal as you saw them in all their glory, lined up poshly against each other on the two streets. of course you were a big fan of fashion and never knew these franchises existed within the planes of wakanda. you looked at shuri, back at the shops and then shuri again before hugging her tightly, “oh my god! shuri stop, i can’t buy from here.” you watched in awe as rich ass people went from shop to shop with their bags overflowing with expensive bags, clothes, everything.

shuri chuckled and took out a card from her wallet in her joggers pocket, a black card; you knew shuri was rich but this? oh nah.

“shuri no, i can’t take that, i have my own money.” you said taking out your wallet from your golden purse but she stopped you and put a hand on yours, “my treat, consider it an early anniversary present.” she said in such an alluring way, putting your wallet back in your purse and gesturing for you to take the card from her. in shock, you slowly take the card away from her clutch and she then hugged you, “thank you for being such an amazing girlfriend.” she breathed in your lovely perfume and kissed your cheek. people noticed her presence and were staring at the public display of affection; she didn’t care though, your relationship deserved to be shown off.

you nearly cried, what the hell, shuri was so amazing, “oh god, thank you,” you squealed, jumping and prancing around her. it didn’t take long for you rush inside the shops like a child, taking it in all at once. your first stop was givenchi and you just looked at everything, the prices made you hurl though, $2000 wakandan dollars for a piece of awkwardly cut clothing!? shuri was behind you the whole time, even checking out things herself whilst the shop keepers disturbed her about what she was here for.

anyways, you didn’t find anything you liked there so you visited many shops after that until you were at chsirtian dior and was instantly attracted to a piece they displayed:

it wasn’t too much and there was something about it that just screamed confidence and you fukcing loved it. shuri caught you looking at it intently, “you would look so motherfucking fine in that.” she confessed, encouraging you to get it as she was undoubtedly tired of endlessly roaming around so many shops.

you agreed, and called a employee to see if they had the grey two piece in stock, and thank bast they did, so you tried it on first to really make sure it was a good fit for you..“is it nice?” you asked shuri as you walked out of the changing room after you put it on, twirling around in the mirror and looking at how it hugged your body nicely. shuri didn’t wanna admit it, but you looked like such top material in that moment like damn, she wouldn’t mind being dicked down by you in that moment; little did she know…

a good $3500 fled from shuri’s pockets after you purchased it, but she thankfully didn’t mind. you walked out, letting the cool air wash over your face as you happily linked arms with shuri, “are you not gonna get anything?” you asked her as you walked happily down the road, “nah, i already have my outfit planned at home, but i might go check out some rolex watches.” she replied as she mainly just came out for you to shop and enjoy yourself.

“mkay.”

the both of you crossed down the busy road and walked into the rolex shop that just smelt of dollar bills i mean, you’d never stepped in here before until now, but it just made you feel poor. the large array of golden and silver watches were on display as shuri walked along the footpath, expecting every single one of them. you admired shuri’s special sense of value and her actions were so calculated, you could trust that whatever she did was for the right reason, and that was one of the many reasons why you lived her so much. she called over a shopping assistant that seemed to fan girl over her as she asked for a specific type of watch. they had it in the shop and brought it out for shuri who smiled, “thank you, i’ll take that one.” she shopping assistant nodded and brought it to the paying counter. you were going to hand shuri’s black card back but she already had another out and ready to pay; you wonder how much bread this woman had, but she’d never tell you.

she successfully payed for the expensive rolex watch and thanked the lady as she handed the bag over to her. shuri turnt to you and nodded at the door as a signal that you should leave first and you left it open so shuri could walk out, “so…can i see the recipet?” you asked, very curious about the price as you both walked down the stone steps.

shuri chortled, “ ‘course not.” she said in some tacky british accent, and held your hand as you both walked back down the street you came back from, to the wakandan palace. shuri had a habit of switching in and out of accents as she travelled a lot, so she just adapted them, but it was so out of the blue and it made you laugh.

you got some questioning and nosy stares but you both ignored them and fully enjoyed the rest of our day, visiting cafes and arcades to have fun, like a pre-anniversary date.

~~~

you sat on your shared bed, tapping away at your phone. you took a picture of the christian dior bag and sent it to your friend, nora who sent you a long voice note being jealous and threatening to come and steal shuri from you. you laughed and replied in another voice note, “i wish you’d come and try, girl i’d slap the shit out of you.” you sent it, laughing at yourself doing the fake american accent you’d learnt from shuri. nora gave you swearing emojis and you shook your head, liking her messages and then switching your phone off to lay it on the side of the bed. friends was playing on the tv, shuri was watching it before she’d left to take another shower since you’d accidentally sprinkled her in oil as you both cooked some jollof rice for your dinner.

“fuck, haha i’m so sorry baby.” you were cackling so much as you held the oil bottle, and your stomach as you stared at shuri covered in the olive oil, from head to toe. she was play fighting to get it from you and you accidentally threw the contents at her, not realizing the lid wasn’t on properly.

“god y/n.” she wasn’t even mad, she laughed along with you as she wiped it from her face and arms, but she continued to help you cook as she was starving.

you laughed again at the memory but took the remote to change the channel. you switched it to some true crime channel and settled the remote on the bedside table, opening a packet of sour gummies to fulfill your sweet tooth. before long, shuri exited out the steamy bathroom, a tower around her waist and another one around her neck covering her chest. you tried your hardest not to look but bast, it was hard; she looked so good and that towel was slipping dangerously low, showing off her v line and toned stomach as result of her working out as black panther, being the protector and all. you dragged your mind out the gutter and shifted your attention back to the tv.

“like what you see?” she called out, noticing your prying eyes on her as she moved to get the lotion.

“mhm.” you replied shamelessly, not bothering to hide how hard you were staring. shuri laughed at your directness and turned to face the wardrobe as she removed the towel around her neck, revealing her broad and strong back. you liked how it tensed and flexed as she moved around with light scars of nail marks that were definitely your fault. shuri poured the cocoa butter lotion onto her hands and rubbed them into her palms before she worked it into her skin to give it moisture and avoid ashiness.

“do you need help?” you asked, feeling quite bold.

“that would be amazing, i can’t reach my back.” shuri replied, nodding her head and sitting on the edge of the bed with her bare back facing you. excitedly, you crawled your way directly behind her and took the bottle of lotion and squirted some on your hand. you rubbed it until it grew warm in your hands and then you took a careful swipe along shuri’s back. with elegance, you rubbed it into her beautiful melanin skin and made sure it was all spread evenly before you massaged her shoulders. it was quiet, but you could hear the low moans of shuri as the massaging probably felt good and relieved her of muscle aches. her head leaned back into the middle of your chest as you leaned up on your knees to rub the top her chest, getting dangerously close to her boobs, “mm, you sure you wanna go there baby.” she looked at you with a look of lust and you ignored her, pretending like you were just innocently helping her cream her skin. after, you lifted her head off your chest and rubbed her back again but went down the sides of her petite waist, under her arms as you took in her shape. shuri was surprisingly letting you do all of it and her being vulnerable was getting you worked up so you stopped before it progressed into something else.

“why’d you stop?” shuri fake pouted as she got up, finishing off her legs before she slipped on a white tank top on from the closet, not bothering to wear a bra.

“cuz.” is all you said before you were indulging in your gummies again and watching tv. shuri soon joined you and stuck her hands in your gummies, stuffing some in her mouth as she tried to decipher exactly what you were watching.

“is this murder and stuff.” she asked muffledly, as her mouth was full with the sweets she'd just stolen from you.

you giggled at how stupid but cute she sounded and nodded as you both began to properly watch it with your eyes glued to the screen until you were eventually dead asleep, your arm hanging over the bed as shuri hugged your waist and snuggled herself besides your breast; you could definitely get used to this.

~~~

you woke up from your deep slumber in utter panic as your alarm went off besides your head, blaring into your poor ears. annoyed, you angrily slammed it quiet and huffed to yourself as you rubbed the sleep from your aching eyes. the digital clock displayed 9:30am and you sighed, knowing it was definitely shuri that set it at this time to wake you up. you looked around to find her, but she was nowhere to be seen, which wasn’t surprising at all in the least. you managed to raise yourself up, stretching your arms and legs with a drawn out yawn. you lazily scratched the side of your head and adjusted your silk bonnet before you jumped off the bed and made it up again, like you never slept in it. you were making your way to the door when something caught the corner of your eye. when you fully turned to it, you gasped, it was a note on top of a large bouquet of diverse flowers. cheesing already, you picked it up and read the note, “happy second anniversary, my one and only love,” you took a deep inhale of the sweet smelling flowers before you carried on, “i’m so glad to have you in my life, thank you for handling my shit, from your sexy lover, shuri.” you giggled and smiled to yourself like an idiot as you read it like three more times after that. you danced around your room like a child; it was only shuri that was able to make you giddy like that. ready to hug her to death, you unlatched the lock of your bedroom door and looked in the hall left and right before you quietly closed it behind you and tiptoed to shuri’s lab.

however, when you looked inside, it was empty and she was no where to be seen. confused, you wondered where she could possibly be, but the distant sound of soft afrobeats, and the sweet aroma of pancakes gave you your answer. your mouth watered and stomach grumbled as you realized how hungry you were. you made your way over to the kitchen and without a doubt, she was there, over the stove and tossing pancakes like a bro. she was wearing a blue striped apron whilst softly humming to the song, pull up by koffee, her favorite one right now. once she noticed your presence, she smiled sweetly and made her way over to you, inviting you to dance with her. confused at how different she was acting, you gladly complied and bopped along to the beat. she twirled you around and your back was to her, moving side to side and slightly whining on her. one of her hand was on your waist guiding your movements, whilst the other had a spatula in it. getting shy, you clapped whilst laughing and broke away from her as she hurried over to the stove to turn it off before the pancakes got burnt.

“what?” she let out a hearty laugh and flipped the pancake pan onto a large white plate.

“who are you and what have you done with shuri.” you jokingly ask her, as you pulled her into your embrace, arms around her neck, “i’m right here usana.” she replied, softly kissing you and rubbing your sides.

“mmm, i like this shuri, keep her out more.” you said as shuri held your hand and guided you to sit down onto the royal dining table. she’d told everyone not to disturb you today since it was your special day and her demands were met as it was mad quiet and peaceful, no sign of anyone. you looked down at the large plates of breakfast food presented before you and watched as shuri settled the pancakes lastly and sat down, taking off her apron and flinging it somewhere.

“damn, you worked hard.” you admired how nicely it was set out, fruits, your favorite mocha coffee, eggs, sausage, bacon, toast, whipped cream and juice.

“well, you deserve it.” shuri said, slipping a grape into her mouth before cutting herself a slice of pancake to see if it tasted right before you did. she immediately nodded in approval and encouraged you to taste some. you took a knife and cut into the stack of them, using your fork to stab it before placing it in your mouth. it was so beautifully sweet like not too much and not too little, but just enough. the drizzled maple syrup was the cherry on top and you held your thumbs up in approval.

“she can cook!” you said with your hand over your mouth as you chewed it thoroughly, “i always could!” shuri retorted defensively, as she made a sandwhich. you shook your head and she jokingly flipped you off in which you laughed and pushed her chair, nearly causing her to fall down and spill the food everywhere. she looked at you wide eyed and you looked back on the verge of bursting out of laughter.

“fine.” she walked up to you and started to tickle you like crazy in which you screamed and jokingly slapped her off of you; tickling was the bane of your existence and you hated it, which shuri knew so she was doing it on purpose.

“stopp!” you yelled, as she tickled you harder until tears were coming out of your eyes. finally she stopped and looked satisfied with her revenge before she finally ate her little sandwhich. you looked at her menacingly and finished your pancakes, taking a piece of watermelon from the fruit bowl, “this is war.”

“yeah okay.” she said, sticking her tongue out in a childish manner.

this was one of the best mornings you’d ever had and you were so happy to share it with the one you loved.

~~~

you were both riding along the wakandan streets in a long limousine made of pure vibranium that shuri had designed herself, on your way to the most expensive restaurants in all of wakanda owned by kwamaye ramsey, a notorious chef that is seen in a lot of tv shows. there were two body guards seated at the far end of the vehicle so it was awkward, but shuri’s hand was on your thigh and you two were talking about random things to ease the tension.

“okay but she should’ve died in season two.” you argued and shuri interjected, “no! she was my favorite character how dare you.” you sneered at her and she did it back before you both laughed at yourselves. you wore the expensive two piece you had bought the day before with your black hair down and freshly straightened, large golden hoop earrings with heels that were on a mission to make you fall tonight. by your side was shuri in a oversized black blazer with a unique wakandan design and some black suit pants with dark shades on, and her hair braided back:

she looked sexy as always, but those damn grills that glinted when she smiled were telling you to take her right here and now. she looked out the window, “yeah we’re nearly there.” she said to you as the pointed and you looked, seeing the crazy line of people lining up and the bright lights of the place; damn it was famous, she was right.

“oh my, are we going to have to wait?” you asked, as the car swerved into a parking space.

“oh course not.” she said, pulling two vip tickets from your pocket that flashed a lovely gold, “these guarantee a quick way in.” she said as the car came to a final halt. you sighed in relief but wondered how she even got those. i mean she was the fucking princess of wakanda….it made sense.

“thank you boss.” she said as she gave a nod to the driver who gave a nod back and opened the car door. the bodyguards left the vehicle and she got out first before standing to the side and letting you get out. the air was warm, like a bit humid and the environment was just to clean, no pollution, no corruption, just wakanda. the car drove off and you two were immediately greeted with the sharp looks and long stares from ongoing pedestrians and people in line for the restaurant. shuri took your hand in hers and you squeezed it as you two began to walk towards the entrance of the restaurant with the two bodyguards by your side.

you would never get used to the flashing white lights of paparazzi cameras, but it made you feel quite famous to be honest. your relationship was not new news to wakanda, but you’d both never come out to say it, you’d just left the public to think what they want whilst doing what you want. you covered your face slightly and waved at some people as they excitedly waved back. the bodyguards pushed away some crazy paparazzi, but you just stayed close to shuri as she showed the men at the door your vip tickets in which you were swiftly let in. the inside was breathtaking, the whole restaurant wasn’t too busy but clean, and the whole place was covered by dim purple lights with gold shimmers and wakandan designs on the walls. a friendly waiter guided you both to the tables shuri booked and it was upstairs, away from everyone else and in a private dinner room. there were candles set up and it just looked so boules and prestine, it was surreal. you gasped under your breath and you went to sit down with shuri on the opposite side.

“i’ll come to take your orders soon.” the waiter said and bowed, exiting the room. you both nodded and thanked him before taking in the coolness of this place.

“bro, shuri i feel like i’m walking on pure diamond right now.” you say, taking a cheeky sip of wine already on the table. she laughs and also drinks some of her red wine, “i know it’s crazy rich in here.” she replies, like she’s not some billionaire.

“honestly, thank you, this such such an honour my queen.” you bowed in your seat in which she scrunched her face and shook her head, “you don’t call me, you call me…” she thinks, “daddy?” she winked at you but none of this was going to move you tonight, “no, you call me that.” you replied challengingly, raising your eyebrow and mentally laughing at the surprise on her face.

“haha, i like your jokes funny guy.” she said raising her wine glass up again to take another sip whilst you read through the menu.

she was going to be calling you that tonight, she can just wait.

after a short while, the waiter came back and took your order and you ordered wagyu beef with salad and some oysters whilst shuri just ordered the same thing you ordered, just with some medium rare steak on the side. the waiter went to gather your food and you just sat there looking around, avoiding shuri’s longing stare at you.

“y/n..you’re so pretty you know.” she complimented as you felt her foot rub yours from below the table.

“i know.” you replied with full confidence and a hint of dominance, which shuri seemed to notice as she took a small gulp; she was justifiably down bad for you.

you and her played two player mini games on your phone whilst waiting because that’s just how you bonded, “fuck! i had it!” shuri yelled as you stole her cards and came first place. at that point, the waiter came in with one other, holding plates of your food and refilling your wine glasses. shuri looks down awkwardly and puts her phone on the table whilst you chuckle under your breath and thank the waiters for their service. you’re the first to tuck in and the first bite of that meat is heavenly, it literally just melted im your mouth like butter.

“nice?” shuri asked as she poked at her food, putting your needs before her own, “yes! try yours.” you replied as she cut a piece of the meat and ate it to, “oh my god.” she leaned back into the chair and played dead because it tastes so good, whilst chewing thoroughly.

“i know!” soon after, you both devoured your plates and didn’t leave a single speck of food or any sauce left; you’d practically cleaned it up for them again. you leaned back holding your stomach as you were so full. shuri did the same and quietly burped into the palm of her hand before she sipped some whine.

“hey..i have something for you.” you said, shuffling in your handbag to find a surprise for shuri.

“oh?” she asked, wiping her mouth with the cloth and looking at your bag.

“yep.” you pulled it out and it was a small white box with a bow tie on it. you shuffled it closer to her and she looked at it suspiciously, but accepted it anyway. you studied her face to see her reaction to your anniversary gift; you had to provide for her as well because she was treating you way too much. her mouth twisted into a smile and she looked at you, “you didn’t have to.” she said and she was cheesing as she stood up to come and hug you. you’d bought her these 24 karat gold stud earrings that she’d been contemplating on buying for the last year.

“ehh, it’s the least i could do.” you said, feeling very proud of yourself for being able to afford that and treating her back, even though you’d be doing it much more later. tonight will be about her this time, whether she likes it or not.

“fuck, i love you.” she studied them and closed the box again, putting it in her blazer pockets as she blew you kisses.

“come on, let’s go enjoy our night fully, just the two of us.” she said, as you smiled and got up with her, taking the bill so you both could pay at the counter downstairs. once that was done, you went outside where the bodyguards were and the long limousine, you previously arrived, in was stationed outside waiting for you. you both got in with the two bodyguards pushing away crowds and you two comfortably settled in the back whilst they closed the doors. slightly tipsy, you used your hand to pull shuri’s face to meet yours and kissed her, not caring about the right men in front of you. she kissed you back harder until it was getting too intense in which she pulled away and squeezed your thigh, “let’s wait ‘till we get home baby.”

you nodded and leaned on her shoulder, excited for her to see your second surprise.

~~~

it was messy, hungry and needy. your hands were on each other as soon as you got inside, in a state of frenzy as selfishness for the other grew, but you quickly made your way into your shared bedrooom for more privacy. as always, shuri pushed you down onto the soft bed and started to steal kisses all over, starting from your exposed neck down to the top of your breast peaking out from your cropped blazer jacket. you allowed her for now so she didn’t expect anything.

you wrapped your arms around her neck to deepen your passionate kiss further, bucking up your hips to grind against her to give her the notion that she was in control. she held your hips down and swiftly undid your buttons, taking the blazer off to reveal your lacey black bra. she then kissed a trail from the skin of your breast to your neck again and nibbled on the skin, relishing in the sounds of your soft moans.

as if a switch went off, you found strength to completely to push her down and switch your positions so you were now stationed on top of shuri with her wrists held down by your hands. she looked so confused but surprised at where that random surge of strength came from. you licked your plump lips and connected your lips with hers once again in which she eagerly welcomed. you kissed down along her neck in which graceful moans spilled out from her mouth as you bit down gently on the brown skin before you went to work on unbuttoning her large blazer. your hands were no longer pinning shuri’s so she got up, interrupting you and attempting to flip you over again, “y/n-” but you snapped and gripped her chin with your hand, “i’m the one in charge tonight princess, you understand?” you said in such a domineering manner, she simply nodded and accepted her fate. you smiled sweetly, “good girl.” you praised, as you took the blazer off of her small frame, exposing her calvin klein sports bra and broad shoulders. you leaned besides her ear, dragging your hands down her body slowly as she shuddered under your touch.

you were so glad she wasn’t denying you like she used to, and seemed to give you what you wanted.

“take this off for me.” you demanded, tapping her bra in which she complied and gripped the underband of it, raising it up and over her head. you did the same and removed your lacey bra, discarding it to the side of the bedroom so you both were topless. shuri leaned down so her back was against the bed below and watched as you climbed over her, you’re silver necklace hung down into her face, so she dragged it and pulled you down to kiss her some more and as her hands were free, she roamed down to grip your ass in which you grunted disapprovingly and slapped them away, “you don’t touch me.” you ordered, taking her wrists and pinning them back above her head once again. she bit her lip and gave a sort of whining sound that made your core throb in anticipation.

“you better not move, stay in that fucking position.” you demanded with a deeper tone in your voice. shuri mentally gasped at your sudden change in demeanor but fuck, it turned her on so much more then she imagined. you let go of her hands and went lower, unbuttoning her pant buttons and pulling them down to remove it completely from her, tossing it across the room like the other articles of clothing. shuri didn’t know how to feel right now, you’d never gone full dom like this and she was unsure on how to act but for once, she was going to entertain it and let you do what you want because that’s what you deserve. you enticingly kissed your way down shuri’s body, tracing her shape as you stopped at her boxers. you looked at her for approval to take it off and she nodded, biting her bottom lip as you slid them off of her. she used her foot to discard them r to the side but by the time she could process what was happening, you were already roughly pushing her thighs apart and lifting them up so they were beside your head.

in the two eventful years you both were together, you’d only ate her out..once? maybe twice? but that was way too low compared to the amount of times she was in-between your legs, at least twice a week, and that’s if she’s busy.

you spread her thighs out more and shuri shifted herself down so you were closer; she’d missed receiving head as she was so focused on you, she forgot about herself but tonight, she was going to feel every fucking thing you gave her. the room was dimly lit, but you could clearly see what you were working with. shuri’s pussy was slim and tidy, her lips tucked in and her clit peaking out from the hood like a pearl from its shell. you appreciated the neatly trimmed curly hair but you couldn’t care less about it. your kissing from before had undoubtedly got her wet as her entrance glistened with slick, begging for you to taste it.

without wasting any more time, you dove straight in, tongue up in every crevice you could reach as you greedily tasted every single bit of her, holding her thighs tightly. shuri’s petite frame flinched and her backed arch, lifting off the bed as her arms slammed down onto the bed, “oh my fucking god y/n, yes!” her moan was so erotic, it sounded like it came right out of a porn video. you used that as fuel to keep on going, using your tongue to glide in and out of her, licking up and down her slit and grazing her clit a bit. this caused her buck her hips up instinctively and grab at your straight hair, “shit shit! ivakala imnandi kakhulu.” she cried out, spewing out expletives like they were rap lyrics.

“mmm.” you couldn’t help but smile at how good you were making her feel. you hummed against her clit on purpose and continued to pry and lick at it to get her closer. shuri’s knuckles were started to whiten at how hard she was gripping your hair but you didn’t care, you couldn’t feel that shit, all you could feel was shuri’s wet pussy slapping against your tongue and cheeks.

“fuck yes!” shuri was up in heaven right now, her head was swung back against the pillows as her hips moved on her own, grinding up into your mouth as you stuck your tongue out, “mm i bet you like this, rubbing your cunt on my tongue like a whore.” you said as her jaw clenched after your wards and eyes rolled back into her sockets, just stuck in her own little world of pleasure. feeling satisfied, you turned your head to the side as you licked to watch her reaction; you swear she started to vibrate underneath you as her visible abs flexed with every breath and her now-sweaty legs tensed with every thrust of her hips upwards. feeling so turned on, you felt yourself underneath your tights and panties, rubbing up on your own pussy, aching due to the absence of it’s usual attention as your nipple grazed against the coolness of the sheets; you could honestly cum right now but no, shuri came first.

you stopped touching yourself and reached up shuri’s toned torso with the other hand, grabbing her tits on the way and lightly squeezing as you continued to make out with her heat. you reached her mouth and stuck your index and middle finger into it in which she willingly sucked, getting it all ready and coated with her saliva.

“so fucking good for me, aren’t you.” you said, bobbing your head up and down as you sucked on her clit, “baby, i’m gonna cum..” she breathlessly moaned as her tongue still swirled around and in between your fingers whilst still moving her hips with the pace of your tongue, “you better not.” you warned, feeling further into her throat warm, nearly making her gag.

soon after, shuri was definitely close and you didn’t want her to cum just yet so you lifted your head up briefly and took your fingers out from her pretty little mouth. shuri gulped and looked at you with such a needy expression, you wanted to make her finish for hours on end. you stuck the fingers in your own mouth because you were just so dirty like that and went back down to her mound, feeling up and down her pussy with the pads of your fingers. you don’t think you’d ever fingered shuri, but she’d done it to you countless of times, you could pick it up. you went back to licking her pretty pussy, but your fingers joined this time and with the help of them being wet from shuri and her self lubricated entrance, they slid right in as you pushed inside and shuri’s body tensed, hissing at the weird sensation. you realise she probably didn’t penetrate herself often, so you slowed it down a bit to allow her to adjust.

“move.” she directed, her dark gaze landing upon you and you could see finally see her gorgeous brown eyes, pupils blown out. not needing for her to tell you twice, you used both of your fingers to move in and out, curling them slightly like she always does. your tongue is also at work and plays with her clit in circle motions. shuri was so high on you right now, her teeth gritted and toes curled as her body calmly convulses, trying to cope with too much at once, “god, fuck yes y/n ugh-”

you slapped her harshly thigh, “i want you to call me daddy.” you smirked while saying it and shuri didn’t look at you but she went quieter which is a sign that she was contemplating on doing it. you moved your fingers at an ungodly speed to force some sound out of her and your wish was granted, “mmm, ah fucking hell…y-yes daddy.” she said the last bit quietly but it made you happy

“ha, you’re so good for me shuri.” you praise approvingly and disconnected your mouth from her throbbing core. you lean yourself up and shuffled to shuri, putting an arm around the top of her head. she hurriedly grabbed your face and pulled you down to kiss you sloppily so she can taste herself, your fingers stil buried deep inside of her as she greedily took them, rocking her hips back and forth. you slowed because of your aching wrists, but you sped up again and she abruptly stopped kissing you, struggling to find your lips again as your fingers drilled the absolute shit out of her.

“yea, just like that.” shuri’s grabbed onto your neck like you were the last person on earth and you let her, enjoying her submissive side that she’d kept hidden for so long. your palm slapped down on her clit and she jerked, “bast, i’m gonna cum all your fingers.”

“yeah? i bet you want to do that shit? fucking hungry for it aren’t you?” you replied fiercely, taking shuri’s hands off of you and leaning back down again as you missed her earthy taste. she whined as you went back down to eat her out again; she was so stimulated, she wanted to cry and you weren’t helping. she played with your hair, putting it in a ponytail and lifting it up and down to guide your head further down into her core. once again, shuri was really close and her body was drenched in sweat at this point, and she wanted nothing more than sweet release, which you weren’t going to adhere to just yet. as you saw she was on the edge, you stopped your actions once again and she then tried to use her own hand to finish herself off, but you weren’t having it and you pulled them away forcefully, “no touching yourself either.”

shuri’s face scrunched in annoyance as her body writhed like a worm under you, but she obeyed nonetheless and kept her mouth shut, rubbing her legs together. you got up from the bed and her eyes shot open from its original squinted state, wondering why you were leaving you like that, “fuck..y/n where are you-”

“that’s not my name.” you said as you removed your skirt and opaque tights, stepping out of it and putting it in the mess of your other clothes. you shuffled around your closet for the bag you’d put the strap in earlier and once you finally found it, you pulled it out and showed shuri your creation proudly.

shuri stared at you then at the strap and then at you again in disbelief, “you’re not thinking of using that on me are you.” she studied the details of the veins and unique design, noticing it wasn’t one of hers.

“duh, why else would i bring it out.” you replied, beginning to put it on yourself and adjust the straps. shuri shifted back in her position and stared at it; something about you wearing made fireworks go off in her lower half, and somehow she ended up splayed out on the bed, legs spread wide open while you were in between her. she used to be so against you using it on her and even went far as to hiding them from you, but you made your own this time and there was no escaping from your grasp.

“don’t worry, you’ll be fine.” you reassured shuri who looked evidently nervous for the large toy dangling in between your legs. you stroked her face and kissed her cheeks, pecking her collarbones and rubbing her thighs soothingly. this helped her relax and she slowly sighed, grabbing your waist and pulling you closer. happy as fuck, you took the base of the black strap on and rubbed the tip against her entrance, that was still wet from your saliva and her slick. she looked away and shut her eyes, ready for it and you thought she looked so flipping cute.

quite impatiently, you started to guide it slowly inside her in which her legs immediately tensed up and she pulled back away from you, causing it to fall out. realizing this will probably take a while, you tried again, rubbing the sides of her waist to calm her down. if worked this time and it went in further before she tensed up again but she held your waist tighter, “it’s okay, just put it all in.” she blurted out, not wanting to wait anymore. you wanted to ask if she was very sure but you couldn’t help yourself and before you knew it, you were slamming into her at full force. she jolted and her hands left your waist, touching your abdomen instead and slowly looking up at you with her mouth in an ‘o’ shape as she let out a silent scream, and you grinning cockingly at her. the stretch from its girth was slightly painful, but nothing she couldn’t take. once she was okay with that, you pulled out again and slammed back in, enjoying her body language as her hands scrambled for something to hold on to, eventually covering her face as you began to mercilessly fuck her, “mhm, take.every.last.bit.of.this.” you thrusted into her after each word and noisy lewd moans spewed out from her like a broken record. her eyes were squeezed shut as her body jerked with your sharp and calculated thrusts, making her whole body shake from the shooting pleasure that skyrocketed from her toes to her fingers as you easily found her g-spot, “fucking hell…daddy ah, ah, ah.” she hesitated but she said it and that’s all that mattered.

the stimulating sound of skin slapping and moaning filled the room, the air thick with hotness and the smell of sex wafting from your bodies. you leaned down to kiss down her neck as your hips relentlessly rammed the strap on into her, hitting places shuri didn’t even know existed within her. shuri watched as your tits moved in a hypnotizing manner, and fought the urge to take them in her mouth.

“oh fuck, you’re so deep.” shuri admitted as she firmly gripped your hips, head turned to the side as all she could do was take it and moan as her body shook uncontrollably, not used to this burning sensation unfolding from within her. she couldn’t even think straight at this point, and the pounding between her legs was the only thing she could feel. suddenly, you pulled out and wiped a bead of sweat from your forehead, “on your knees for me baby girl.”

shuri obeyed and found the little energy she had to turn herself over onto her knees and lie down like that. you gripped her hips and pulled her ass up more before you leaned over her and put the strap on at her entrance again. you kissed along her shoulder blade and sculpted, smooth back that was beautifully arched for you. it was already coated with shuri’s wetness so it slipped right in again and you began to ram into her, “fuck fuck!” is all shuri could say as she felt you grab her shoulders to make her lean up. your boobs were flat against her back as you fucked her, and the skin to skin connection between you two felt so good; the strap-on slightly touching your clit was close to pushing you over the edge in fact. fucking into her was so addicted, no wonder she struggled to stop when she was strapping you down. you saw shuri was touching herself as you were moved inside her her but it was okay, you just didn’t approve of her cumming without your permission. you let go of her shoulders and watched as she fell back down, limp, like she had no control over herself. you chuckled in a sadistic manner and pushed her head down into the pillow, drilling into her little hole, just begging to take all of your dick.

after her moans got higher pitched and her body threatened to give in, you pulled out again and leaned down onto your knees, catching your breath before moving to the next position. shuri was so fucked out from the constant stimulation, and the hadn’t even cum yet; you were purposefully edging her and she didn’t know how much longer she could deal with it, it was starting to become more painful to hold back.

you sat down in bed next to her and tapped your thigh, “can you ride me lastly?” you asked in a polite manner, very different from your strict attitude earlier. shuri barely made eye contact with you but she moved herself, climbing over your frame and positioning herself on top of the strap. you’re so excited, it’s not even funny.

“go easy, please.” she croaked weakly as she looped her arms around your neck and leaned her head onto your shoulder. you nodded knowing damn well you weren’t going to do that. she was already sliding down onto the strap and bouncing her hips up down, kissing you fervently as she held onto you for support. you loved how she was getting into it but nah, you wanted to make sure she felt it all so you did what you had to do. you grabbed her hips and slammed them down unexpectedly, using your own hips to thrust back up. shuri yelped and held your chest, “shit! ngh!” you did it again and continued until she accepted it and rode you at a similar pace.

“you can touch yourself now baby.” you finally say, watching at how she excitedly reached down her body to rub on her engorged clit. her eyes flutter shut and her head swung back again, as you gripped her her ass and to guide her movements. mesmerized but how sexy she looked like this, you leaned forward and took one of her deliciously brown nipples in her mouth, sucking and licking the small nub skillfully. her moans got more strained as you did this, all three sensations she was feeling clouding her senses as the time went by. you didn’t stop and wanted her to cum so fucking hard, she’d feel it for the next few weeks.

“mhm yeah, cum for your daddy, all over my fucking dick.” you sensually whispered into her ear. you didn’t know where all this language was coming from but you’d probably heard shuri say it enough times to you so it was just automatic.

your goal was soon coming as shuri’s whole body tensed, breathing short and ragged as she spasmed repeatedly as a result of her orgasm washing over her in crests of mini waves all hitting her at the same time. “fuuuuuuuck.” her moan dragged out as she gripped your shoulders, her fingernails digging into your shoulder blades. you winced slightly, but enjoying the painful feeling. shuri pulled you away from her boob with a wet pop, pulling you into hungry kiss as she rode out her high that never seemed to end. it felt 100x more intense as she’d been chasing it for the past hour or so due to your cruel edging game.

“ahh, shit y/n, that felt amazing.” her head was heavy on your shoulder and you just smiled to yourself, feeling tired but so horny at the same time. you kissed her forehead and wiped a tear that had found it’s way down her cheek. she was cockwarming the strap until now and slowly but surely, she got off of it to lay down beside you, absolutely blissed out.

you sat at the edge of the bed to slip the strap off your waist and thighs, nodding your head in agreement, “you were amazing, i didn’t know you were capable of that.” shuri said with a genuine surprised look on her face as she clapped for you, still in the process of catching her breath.

“me too to be honest.” you said, laughing and covering your face in embarrassment from the reality of what you’d just done as you lay back down next to her.

“that was another awesome anniversary gift.” shuri whispered to you, coming closer and peppering your cheeks with kisses as she ran her hands along your body.

“yeah…” you looked at her deeply, licking your lips as you she used a finger to wipe away some hair that was stuck to your face, “don’t you want to get off though?” shuri asked with a smirk, her dominant self already coming back after you thought you’d fucked it out of her.

you looked at her blankly, “nah, let’s sleep.” you turned around swiftly, giving her a taste of her own medicine but honestly wanting it so bad.

“sleep? come on, let’s go shower, i’m so sweaty.” she said, pulling your shoulder back to face her before she stood up in which she quickly held the bed for support as her legs felt like pure jello. you hurriedly stood up to hold her before she fell, “oh my, don’t die.” you both laughed as you put her arm along the back of her neck and walked to the bathroom, entering the hot shower together after all that long lovemaking. did it initiate a round two? i guess we’ll never know.

sheeshh, that was a long one.

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mornings with you (18+)

synopsis: you and shuri’s steamy morning after you had spent a passionate night together the day before.

contains: smut, thigh riding, light degradation, praising, cunnilingus, shuri x black reader, filth x

usana- baby, musa ukuyeka- dont stop

here’s a xmas present, enjoy loves x

it was so warm.

your body felt like it was melting into the sheets below. you weren’t even fully awake at this point, but you didn’t have to be because your subconscious could feel everything for you. without opening your eyes, you could tell morning had arrived and you mentally smiled, so excited for what the day will bring. slowly, you joined back with your physical self and could feel the undeniable presence behind you, your beautiful girlfriend shuri. her warm breath tickled the back of your neck as she slept and snored softly, a lazy arm resting over your stomach to hold your nude bodies close together.

the memories of last night came flooding back to you, her arrival back in wakanda, your romantic date she’d planned, her gifts, the passionate lovemaking, her embrace, shit…her hips, god her hips thrusting into you, making you feel every fucking inch of her strap. the thoughts made your inner thighs warm and you began to stir awake. your eyelids felt heavy, but you made the effort to finally open them, in which you immediately closed them again because the bright light streaming into the room nearly blinded you. laughing to yourself, you tried again but slowly this time, giving your eyes time to adjust. you blinked a few times and looked around shuri’s huge, royal looking ass bedroom.

you sighed to yourself.

it was so cosy and nice, you wish to wake up to this everyday but that would mean marrying shuri, which is something you really wanted to do, but to think of wakanda’s reaction to your secret relationship makes your stomach turn; it could be positive or negative, you didn’t really want to know. you shift away slightly to stretch until you feel a sharp tug on your stomach, which was shuri pulling you back into her, “where are you going baby?” she asked sleepily, with her raspy morning as her eyes twitched, but stayed closed nonetheless, semi-sleeping.

god, she sounded so hot.

you bit your lip again and rubbed your thighs together, “nowhere.” you replied, turning around to face a drowsy shuri. you hugged her and shuffled closer into her open arms, stuffing yourself into the crevice of her neck as she hugged you back to take a little whiff of your recently shampooed hair.

“mm, i missed you.” you said, taking in shuri’s musky scent that never failed to make you feel safe all the time. shuri hummed in response and finally opened her eyes to look down at you through her hooded eyelids, licking her lips that twisted into a lazy smile, “i’m right here love.” she hugged you tighter, her soft skin feeling heavenly against yours. you pecked the bottom of her chin, but saw that her neck was open and available so you took your chance to slowly suck on the smooth melanated skin, whilst you settled your hand on her broad shoulders. you could feel her tense up under you, but eventually relax as you aggravated the piece of skin with your ardent sucking. you took your time to slowly kiss up her long neck further, leaving small pecks along her sharp jawline that could practically cut you. she breathed lowly as you intensified your kissing, pushing her back with your hands still against her firm shoulders, so that she was flat on the bed as you straddled her.

you paused your actions to admire her graceful features, the evident glow of her melanin skin being accentuated by the natural light invading the room, her coily hair sprawled out on the silk pillow underneath as her torso remained bare from the night before, as you both didn't bother to put your clothes back on after your quite hot...session. you then looked the dark red mark you left as shuri’s eyes moved down to stare at your plump lips with a longing gaze. smirking, you leaned in to settle your torso on top of shuri’s, so your nipples brushed against hers ever so slightly, and tilted your head to initiate a slow kiss. you felt the both of shuri’s large hands clasp your waist and bring you closer, eventually roaming further down as the kiss deepened. without knowing, you found yourself grinding down onto shuri’s toned body as you ached for more. you moaned lasciviously into her mouth as shuri gave your ass a harsh slap whilst groping it simultaneously under the covers, guiding your movements; you loved how rough she got when turned on. shuri then wrapped her muscular arms around your waist and pulled you up closer so her leg was between yours. you tried to hold yourself steady but the addicting sensation of her slender body moving in sync against yours, gave you the sweet friction you needed and made you weak in the knees, “you started this usana.” she whispered sensually against your lips as you breathed raggedly, eyes closed, mouth slightly agape as you were lost in your own impending pleasure,

“mm honey, i know.” you grinned slyly and grabbed both sides of her neck, slamming your lips back against hers as you ran your free hand through her soft curls and the other caressing shuri’s petite chest, making her hips buck up automatically from the sensitivity of it all. not all mornings were like this, it was mostly shuri waking up really early to do tech projects, working out, or daily prayer, and you oversleeping, but if you woke up to shuri every morning, i’m sure all you’d want to do is fuck her there and then. suddenly, you felt her thigh move back and forth under your already-throbbing core which made you bite your lip hard and run your hand through your black locks, “oh, fuck shuri.” you said, just loud enough for her to hear. your eyes were shut but you could tell she had a silly grin on her face. you could feel yourself getting wetter as you selfishly rubbed yourself up against her thigh, chasing any high that you could get that, "how dirty, you like riding my thigh like that, huh?" shuri muttered in her gravelly voice that really just brought out the slutty side of you. you felt your face flush in shame, but you didn't care, it felt so fucking good and shuri knew it too as she felt a damp spot forming on her naked thigh as you slid against it.

"mmm, yes shuri, mmm yes." you babbled, holding down and gripping the satin sheets next to you, that were completely off the both of you at this point. shuri was getting increasingly aroused seeing you behave and move in such a explicit way in front of her and it was driving her crazy; she would never get enough of your body, literally never. swiftly, she gripped the back of your neck with her left hand and used her right hand to fondle the supple flesh of your boob, rolling the stiff nub skilfully between her fingers as her thigh moved with you against your aching clit, "ah, shit baby yes." you huffed breathlessy, as shuri pulled your neck towards her to to connect your lips once again as your hips moved more fervently once you felt the familiar feeling of your orgasm rolling up.

"you gonna cum for me babygirl?" she asked, the pet name rolling smoothly off her tongue as she watched you become more unhinged under her touch, and your melodic moans become even more high-pitched, "ngh, ah yes shuri, for you, for you." you rambled further, wrapping an arm around shuri's neck as your hand settled on her abs to grind aginst her harder and faster. her eyes were dark with desire as she saw how badly you wanted to release. being the sly mf she is, shuri interrupted your activites and pushed you back onto the bed, so she was ontop of you. in surprise, you stared up at her and whined at the lack of friction she’d caused.

"lemme help you ma." she smirked, and her hands slid down your body, tracing along your pretty stretchmarks and then hovering over your heat. you gulped in anticipation and raised your hips so your pussy met her hands, "patience baby, patience." she said that, but still gave you what you wanted anyways because of the pained expression on your face. she used the pads of her two fingers to feel down your pussy, picking up so much slick on the way.

"look at how wet you are." she raised her hand up and splayed her fingers to show you how your wetness completely coated them, distributing across her long fingers. embarrassed, you quickly looked away, "please shuri.." you begged, not wanting to wait any longer before your pre-orgasm completely went away.

"mm, fine." she put her left arm by the side of your head and used your slick to guide her two fingers inside of your soaked cunt, "ahh.." you sighed slowly as she eased herself inside you, opening you up and getting you loose, "yeah, that's it, take it all." shuri whispered, watching as her fingers completely disappeared inside of you. you held your hands up to your face as you adjusted until you then felt the jolting sensation of her jabbing right against your spot as her two fingers scissored inside of you, curling slightly to perfectly hit it.

"fuck!" you yelped, so loud, the whole palace probbaly heard it. your back arched in response to her incredible fingers and your head whipped to the side, gripping the streets tightly to keep in any lewd moans threatening to escape. however, your attmept was a fail and you ended up crumbling "yes! agh shit baby, right there." shuri's wrist began to ache, but her pace didnt halter and remained fast and sharp, hitting all the right places, your right places. tears pricked at your eyes as it felt too good, and the previous feeling of your orgasm was coming back, spreading out from the depths of your abdomen like bolts of electricity, all the way to your toes. instinctively, your hand shot out to hold shuri’s wrist to get her to go a bit slower, but she wasn’t having it. she picked up your hand with her left free hand and slammed it besides your head, continuing to fuck into you roughly. her palm purposefully slapped your clit after each thrust of her fingers, bringing you closer to the edge of your long awaited release. it was there, you could feel it coming.

"fuck! so good, so good, so so fucking good, yes shuri mm." you rambled as you writhed under her in pleasure, “be a good girl and cum, unload on my fucking fingers like the slut you are.” without warning, your hips stuttered as your mind went totally blank, feeling your climax hit you like a truck and taking hold of all your senses for a second as it satisfyingly washed over you, "mmm, shit..." your chest moved up and down as you breathed heavily. your hips continued to roll as you rode out your high, getting every last bit of it. degradation was the cherry on top for you, and shuri undoubtedly knew this which is why she gently chuckled and kissed your cheek after you came. her fingers slowly pulled out of you and you clenched around nothing, missing how full you were. you took a second to catch your breath, and shuri rubbed your sides, “you were so good for me.”

you couldn’t help but smile at the praise you received, but you weren’t done yet, now, you were going to return the favour,

“shuri.” you called out to her, as she lay back down onto the bed in her original position, “yes?” she replied, pulling the sheets back up as she tucked herself in, leaving you sprawled out on the bed.

“isn’t it your turn?” you found the energy to raise yourself up and look at her as she hid herself under the cover, “hmmph, i don’t think so.” she said, pretending to fall asleep. you grinned and went onto your knees, crawling over to her and ripping the sheets off her body. she winced and groaned, jokingly hiding away from you, “come on, let me make you feel good.” you whined, coming back into the covers next to her. she had her back to you but upon hearing that, she turned around to face you, eyes squinted like always. it was no surprise that shuri was shying away from you, since she liked to give rather than receive but today, you wanted to please her and show her how much she means to you.

“well i guess…” shuri trailed off but you wanted a straight answer, “yes or no?” you battered your eyelashes, getting closer to her to tempt her into saying yes. she stared at you, at your naked body looking so gorgeous under the sheets, “fuck yes.” she said and you hungrily kissed her once again, hands all over her already heated body. she eagerly welcomed it and you soon detached your lips to kiss hungrily down her neck to her chest like earlier, hands on her hips to steady yourself. she bit her lip and let out low grunts as your tongue found her sensitive, dark nipples, swirling them around as you sucked like your life depended on it. shuri was already on edge from earlier and she wasn’t used to this so she just laid back and took it all. you looked up through your eyelashes and saw shuri’s head swung back attractively, her adams apple bobbing as she let out quiet and subtle moans. that was a sign you were doing a good job and so you proceeded to go lower, playing and pinching her small nubs as you worked your way down. the satin duvet was completely over you and you could just see the look on shuri’s face in the opening as her body moved in response to your gentle touches. you were getting bolder and you wanted to see her reaction to your mouth, on her...y’know.

excited by the idea, you carefully parted shuri’s slim thighs and she opened them wider for you as she shifted to a more comfortable position. you shuffled down further until you were face to face with shuri’s pussy. you were under the covers but they were somewhat see through and you could clearly see how wet she was as it glistened, “so this is what you were hiding.” you whispered to yourself, licking your lips as you were eager to taste her. shuri was confused as to why you weren’t doing anything, but that was quickly replaced with her hand roughly gripping a handful of your hair as she felt your warm mouth enclose the entirety of her heat, “shit y/n.” she moaned deeply, moving her hips up to grind herself on your tongue. your own heat had a heartbeat at how fucking hot she sounded and you held her thighs tightly, using your tongue to massage her folds and the tip to gently pat her swollen clit as her hips jerked up.

“fuck.” she breathed out, chest heaving as she relished in the pleasure. her taste was slightly salty but refreshing and you wanted more. you hummed against her pussy as you bobbed your head back and fourth to give her maximum friction. it resonated throughout her body and sped up her nearing release. shuri slightly opened her eyes and looked down at you as you looked back up, hands nestled on her pubic bone with your nose slightly brushing the curls of her pubic hair, as you ate her out like it was your last meal. she realized she was tugging quite harshly on your long hair, so she released her grip and gently stroked your soft curly locks as you continued to be the muncher you were, “mm, its so good, musa ukuyeka.” she praised, as she moved her hips rhythmically to feel your tongue more, head back and mouth agape as she was stuck in her own pure bliss.

her speaking xhosa during sex would never not be hot and you just had to make her cum, right now. you shifted your focus to her clit that was poking just below her hood and you started to suck lightly. you knew it did something because she started to moan louder with uneven breaths. her body was starting to coat with layer of sweat and you could physically see her start to get closer. the way her abs tensed and her thigh muscles flexed as she twitched was such a unholy but sexy sight. you finally disconnected your mouth from her heat to say, “shuri, i want you cum, all over my tongue.”

shuri chuckled and threw her free arm over her face, “yeah?”

“yes.” you replied sternly and went back to work, impatiently slurping up as much of her as you could, and feeling her grab a bigger chunk of your hair in response,

“shit, i’m close…y/n, i’m so close baby.” shuri uttered like a sacred mantra, as she used her elbows to prop herself in order to brace herself for the earth shattering orgasm she knew was about to experience. she took the duvet off of you and the cold air hit your skin, giving you goosebumps but you continued to roll your tongue into her pussy skillfully to pull shuri closer to the edge that she so deserved.

“fuck, fuck..” her moans of profanities got more strung out and strained as her eyes squeezed themselves shut. you blew cool air onto her clit to kind of soothe the intense treatment it was receiving, but it had the opposite reaction and shuri got louder, her legs shook, and she bit her lip so hard, it nearly bled. the grip on your hair got harder and you could tell her climax has finally reached as a deep grunt emanated from her and her movements got choppy. her body tensed inwards towards you and she held it like that until finally, her release had fully gone it’s course and she lay flat out onto the bed. her warm juices flowed into your mouth and nicely glazed your tongue as you slowly got up, a string of your saliva from shuri’s pussy following; she’d given you what you wanted.

both of her arms crossed across her face as she smiled and let out a hearty laugh, “that was really fucking good y/n.” she praised, holding her arm out as an invite for you to come lay down next to her. you complied, and laid done comfortably, holding her abdomen as your leg wrapped around her waist,

“hehe, we should do that more often.” you suggested, looking up at her lovingly as she shook her head, “bast, i wouldn’t be able to think for the whole day if we did that every morning.” she replied, chuckling at the idea of her zoning out because of you.

“i guess you have a point, we need that big brain of yours to protect wakanda.” you said, tapping on her head, “definitely.” she replied, pulling the pure satin covers back over the both of you whilst you cuddled against each others sticky bodies.

the two of you accidentally slept in after that, not bothering to wash up because you were too tired. however, it wasn’t a free day and the queen had duties which she forgot about, and is why the tribes were so confused when she didn’t show up at the meeting. of course, the general okoye was sent to check on her but when she entered the room, she immediately went back out, telling the others she was still in bed with you. they understood and called off the meeting, but shuri was met with a scolding from okoye later in the evening.

“i know i know, it won’t happen again.” shuri sighed and gave a cheeky smile to okoye, but you gave her a sly look from across the room, and she grinned back, knowing it would most definitely happen again.

damn, merry xmas ig x

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maxipad031 · 1 year

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fucj i’ve been shadOWBANNEDD

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who else is having trouble replying on their blog it’s so ANNOYING?

#shuri udaku #mcu shuri #shuri ff #shuri fic #shuri edit #shuri x black!reader

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i promise i can take it

gif by @melodykisses

pairing: shuri udaku x black!femme! reader

summary: reader has been dating shuri for almost two years now. after she becomes the black panther, she accidentally hurts (very minor!) reader whilst destroying her lab in a fit of rage and is understandably terrified and ashamed. their sex life suffers as a result as shuri is hesitant to lose control again, reader has had enough and decides to take matters into her own hands.

tags/warnings: black panther: wakanda forever spoilers, mentions of violence, hurt/comfort, smut (18+), fingering, edging, squirting, choking, strap! shuri, breeding kink (if you squint)

first ever taglist: @verachii @letitias-fav @inmyheadimobsessed @therandomhooman @mocha-aya 💗💗

word count: 3.6k+

dividers by: @firefly-graphics

a/n: idk, just very indulgent smut. my first full on shuri x reader so i'm kinda nervous posting. anyhwoo i hope you enjoy itt xx

you quickly rush out of your lab office (where you work as a computer scientist) heading to the central area where shuri usually works. the sound of glass breaking has you on high alert as your heart beats frantically in your chest. you have no idea what awaits you there but you just pray to Bast that shuri is okay.

running up the stairs leading to her work space you can clearly hear shuri cursing in xhosa as she wrecks the space even further. this isn't the first (or even the second time) that this is happening. ever since the war with the talokans and queen ramonda's passing, this is an almost weekly occurrence.

shuri is just so full of pent up rage these days. she tries her hardest not to take it out on you and the other lab workers but once she's on her own, she can be extremely volatile. it doesn't help that the strength of the black panther enables her to exert a ridiculous amount of energy, you don't think her lab can continue to withstand the destruction.

the simplest things set her off now and most of the time, its work related. you stand behind her as you take in the scene before you. the specs for the latest upgrades to the royal talon fighters lay shredded on the ground as well as various pieces of metal, there's also glass everywhere.

shuri is oblivious to your presence as she continues pummelling away, you reach out to try and grab her arm just to get her to stop, you wish she would just stop hurting herself. not expecting anyone to be behind her, let alone grab her, shuri reflexively pushes you back. luckily not with enough force to send you flying back but you still fall down.

you feel a sharp sting on your cheek as blood starts trickling down your face and you guess that you've cut yourself on the glass. shuri finally turns around and you see the exact moment she realizes what she's done. she looks absolutely devastated and stands frozen for a moment.

you stand up quickly, "i'm okay usana, i promise you i'm alright, it's just a tiny cut", already trying to reassure her, because you know shuri. she's going to beat herself up for hurting you and withdraw even further and that's the last thing you want.

shuri walks towards you until she's standing right in front of you and you almost want to cry at the look in her eyes. she still has that tender look she always has when she focuses on you, but underneath it you can also see fear. she remains silent as she wipes some of the blood on your face away with her fingers. she then gently takes your hand in hers as she leads you to the medical bay. her hand trembles in yours.

there you sit quietly, still unsure of what to say as you have no idea what shuri's thinking. she dismisses all the medics on duty as she tends to your herself. once's she done, she leans in to kiss you softly on the forehead. "forgive me, intliziyo yam, i never meant to hurt you. I- i'd rather die than hurt you and i just-" you feel something wet on your face before you realize that shuri is crying, her shoulders shaking as you wrap your arms around her and hold her close to you.

"shhhh it's okay sthwanda, of course i know you'd never hurt me. please don't cry my love.."

once shuri is calmer, you both head to your shared residence where you curl into bed together. shuri lies behind you, holding you to her more carefully that she ever has, as though she's scared to hurt you further. that's the last thing on your mind before you succumb to sleep.

it’s subtle, the change. you don’t realize what’s happened until it’s been a month and shuri has barely touched you. at first you figured she was still shaken up about the lab incident so you didn’t look too closely at the signs.

at the way shuri would flinch whenever you so much as brushed against her. gone are the easy, casual touches the two of you normally share as you work together during the day. when the both of you are cuddled together on the couch after a long day and you try to initiate anything further than a kiss, shuri is noticeably hesitant to go further.

“i’m tired usana”

“i don’t really feel up to it my love”

“not today”

you’re careful not to push her boundaries but you’re also very confused, and very a bit hurt. sex and physical affection has never been an area where you and shuri were lacking. infact her taking the heart-shaped herb had been like shot of adrenaline to your already very active sex life.

you think back to when she’d fuck you like she hated you and you loved it. her hands would grip your waist so tightly that you’d feel the ache for days, her strap hitting so deep inside of you that you could barely think. her libido in general had just skyrocketed since she took the herb and she was insatiable. you never told her but you loved the pain. you loved feeling reminders of her love all over you, they grounded you in a way.

it had also helped reassure you that her taking the mantle would not have any adverse effects on your relationship, but now it seems that your greatest fear is coming true. you’ve lost count of how many nights you’ve lain beside her, terribly horny and just in need of her touch but scared and unsure of whether to reach out for her. the situation is gradually becoming unbearable and you have to do something about it, quickly.

on a more positive note, shuri is no longer destroying her lab as a way to release her anger. okoye informs you that the queen is now training more regularly, both on her own and with the dora milaje. you're relieved to hear that as its something you'd suggested to shuri before as a healthy means to work out frustrations. she'd been against it at first, but it seems she has come around now. you can't help but notice that her decision to do so comes after you're hurt as a result of her last outburst.

“i’m taking the day off today princess, i have some time-sensitive errands to run in town today,” you tell shuri as you both get ready for the day.

she’s just exiting the bathroom in a black sports bra and matching briefs, water dripping from her hair onto the towel around her neck.

you’re standing in front of the mirror in your underwear (a pretty purple lace set from savage x fenty; riri introduced you to the brand and it’s safe to say you’re obsessed) styling your braids for the day as she comes to stand behind you, close enough to touch, but also not.

you take a moment to admire her beautiful form, trailing your eyes across the tattoos leading down her neck and wrapping themselves around her forearms. you watch her abs flex as she inhales and you sharply snap your eyes to hers in the mirror. the lust you feel is so strongly reflected in shuri’s eyes that it almost knocks you back. she’s also giving you a once-over, you can see her eyes trained on your ass. why is she holding herself back? you wonder to yourself. but it also gives you the confidence you need to go ahead with what you have planned for today.

she blinks and the want in her eyes disappears, replaced instead by concern. “are you sure? i could always have someone go and take care of it for you?” she offers

“no my love, they’re things i have to take care of in person” you smile at her in the mirror and she accepts your answer. she finally comes closer to you and places a lingering kiss on your neck, below your ear, still not touching you anywhere else. i think she’s trying to drive me crazy. you let out a shaky breath as she moves to her closet to get dressed, mentally noting the need to change your panties bc the queen has definitely ruined your current pair.

you sit in the middle of your bed, your hands shaking slightly as you wait for shuri to return from the lab. your heart is pounding as your anxiety threatens to make an appearance and cause you to start overthinking everything. to calm yourself down you let images and memories of shuri flood your mind. you let yourself remember how much you love her and how much you know she loves you.

your relationship is no stranger to challenges and this is just another one you have to overcome. before you got together, you’d been half in love with shuri for as long as you can remember and your shared love of science is what brought you even closer. you never confessed your feelings though because you were scared. scared she didn’t feel the same way, scared your relationship would never be the same. then you were both snapped by thanos and once you came back you vowed that you would never let fear be an excuse again. imagine your surprise when she confessed to also being in love with you.

so here you are once again facing your fears in the name of love. you’re freshly waxed, plucked, moisturized and ready for whatever. you have on a brand new lingerie set, black, sheer and barely-there. those are the errands you had to run today, as well as getting a manicure and pedicure. you wanted to look and feel your best tonight, because you plan to seduce shuri. you’ve deduced that the issue isn’t that she no longer wants you (which is a thought you’re too ashamed to even admit to having), but that rather she still feels guilty about what happened in the lab. you want to show her tonight that you aren’t some fragile thing that she has to handle with care. you want (need) her to know that you aren’t afraid of her and are able to take as much as she’s willing to give you.

you hear the door open and shuri’s footsteps approaching, you take a final deep breath. showtime.

shuri, dressed in the simple black cotton set she wore this morning, stops at the foot of the bed, her eyes raking all over you. they linger on your stiff nipples, visible through the sheer lace of your bra. her nostrils flare as she exhales.

"y/n? what’s going on? why-"

“i want you to fuck me, shuri”

"I-"

"i want you to fuck like you used to, sthwanda. hard. i want you to hold me down and make me cum over and over. i don’t want you to stop or hold back no matter how much I-"

“stop”

you stop speaking abruptly, taking note for the first time of how fast your heart is beating. putting yourself out there is never easy and now that you’ve laid yourself bare to her you almost want to swallow the words back up.

you focus on shuri instead, her gaze burning through you in the best way possible. slowly she comes closer and you rise to your knees on the bed so the two of you are almost face-to-face. her eyes rove over your face, lingering on the spot where the glass cut you. luckily it didn't scar, you know a visual reminder would do nothing but make shuri feel even worse. she reaches out to place her hands on your waist before she finally speaks.

“y/n, baby , I- of course I want to fuck you, that’s never not the case. you drive me crazy by simply existing, not to talk of when you look like this” she groans at that last part. the sound, combined with the feeling of her fingers flexing on your waist, causes your cunt to clench in response. it’s been so long since you heard shuri sound like that.

“it’s just, that day in the lab- it scared me. literally seeing your blood on my hands was like some sort of wake up call. i never ever want to be so far gone that i cause pain to someone I love, whether or not it’s intentional. you mean everything to me y/n and truth be told I didn’t feel like I deserved to touch you after- I was so ashamed that you saw me like that and a part of me was convinced that I was going to lose you. I don’t ever want to hurt you again my baby I’m so sorry”

"you could never hurt me shuri. i know what happened was an accident and I never once held it against you. but I miss you so much sthwanda, I miss the feeling of your skin against mine, I miss your mouth, your fingers, your scent, I miss-"

your words are cut off as shuri leans forward and presses her lips against yours. you both moan simultaneously into the kiss that feels a lot like coming home. shuri’s hands dip lower to your ass where she grabs and squeezes. you moan again wrapping your arms around her neck. your fingers make their way into her curls and you pull hard, causing her to moan into your mouth

shuri leans back "promise you’ll tell me if it’s too much, if i do anything that hurts or-"

“i promise i can take it baby, give me whatever you want. i promise i can handle it” you pant, sounding almost desperate for it but you could care less.

shuri smirks then, something dangerous glinting in her eyes , “you’re going to regret saying that”, she says before pushing you to lie back on the bed.

shuri is above you kissing you deeply. her clothes are off and the both of you are in your underwear. the feeling of her warm skin against you as her tongue drags deliciously against yours threatens to unravel you. this is the intimacy you’ve been craving. her panther chain dangles in front of your face and you reach out to drag her closer with it causing her to growl deep in the back of her throat.

her hands slowly slip the straps of your bra down your shoulders, exposing your breasts to the cool air. shuri breaks away from the kiss to stare at them, “fuck I’ve missed these so much”. you whine as soon as her fingers make contact with your aching nipples, the feeling lighting up your nerves in a way you haven’t felt in a while. you didn’t realize just how touch starved you are.

she leans back down to kiss you, tugging and pinching your nipples in time with her tongue stroking slowly in and out of your mouth. this unholy rhythm, coupled with the knee shuri has so conveniently placed snugly against your clothed cunt, threatens to be your undoing. you’re so close and she’s barely even touched you yet.

your moans are increasing in volume and your hips are grinding against her almost desperately. the friction of her strong thigh muscles against your swollen clit is unbelievable, you’re positively dripping. you can hardly believe it but you’re about to cum.

shuri seems to sense this as well, “awww is my baby about to come. i’ve barely even touched you sthwanda, look at what a mess you’re making all over me, my needy baby. yesss grind on me just like that, fuck. i'm so sorry for neglecting you for so long, never again”

her words make your core tighten even further and you’re about to reach the point of no return. shuri pinches your nipples even harder, grazing the thin pleasure/pain line, and then tugs them causing you to arch your back as you cum all over her thigh. your vision goes white.

you moan into her mouth, your hips stuttering as your ride out the waves of your orgasm. honestly it takes you by surprise, you usually need more stimulation to cum that fast (and that hard). shuri places soft kisses all over your face, neck and chest as you come down from your orgasm. when your vision finally clears and you blink up at shuri, the smirk on her face causes you to shiver. you know exactly what she’s going to say before she says it.

“i don’t remember saying you could cum usana”

“fuck fuck fuck, shuri pleasee pleaseeee”

shuri is three long fingers deep inside you, thrusting in and out at an inhuman speed. she’s hitting your g-spot with an alarming precision that’s making it difficult to form any words beyond ‘fuck’ and ‘please’. she’s been edging you for what feels like hours (but is really only a few minutes), refusing to let you cum as punishment for cumming earlier without her permission.

“mmmm oh you want to cum baby? you remember how to beg now hmmm? i’m not sure i’m ready to let you cum yet, you’ve been such a bad girl”

fuck shuri is so mean, and fuck if it isn’t turning you on even more. your poor cunt is absolutely soaking, the wet sounds filling the room should make you embarrassed but you’re too far gone to care. shuri sits up on her knees to give her even more leverage as she reaches up to gently wrap her fingers around your neck. she just rests them there lightly but the action still causes you to swallow in anticipation.

“please please please let me come my queen, i promise i’ll be so so good, i’ll be so so good for you please-"

“fuck”

somehow shuri speeds up even more, fucking into you at a punishing pace. her thumb joins in as she begins circling your neglected clit. she squeezes your throat in her hand, careful not to exert too much force. you love when shuri chokes you, you wrap your hand around her forearm to feel her vibrating with restraint and the reminder of just how strong she is makes you dizzy. there’s no force on earth (except for shuri if she dares stop) that can prevent the release you feel rapidly approaching.

“cum for me y/n, cum all over my fingers-"

you wail as you squirt all over shuri. your back arching as your hips stay suspended in midair for what feels like forever. shuri is still moving her fingers inside of you, whispering soothing words as you ride out your orgasm.

"that's it baby, you're so good for me, so so good. squirting all over me like you deserve, i'd do anything for you..."

when you finally collapse on the bed, spent, shuri kisses her way back up your body.

“open your mouth beautiful”

unable to deny her anything ever, you comply. shuri takes a moment to admire the pretty picture you make lying there fucked out, mouth open and pupils blown soo wide.

“fuck”

she slowly spits in your mouth and then puts the fingers she just had inside you in your mouth. it’s so filthy you can’t help but moan around her fingers. shuri moans as well leaning down to kiss you, her fingers still in your mouth as her tongue slides between them and your tongue.

“my turn”

“unhhhhhh unghhh uh uh uhhh” you moan as shuri is absolutely drilling your shit. you’ve lost count of how many times you’ve cum, completely incoherent with your head buried in the pillow, drooling slightly. shuri is behind you gripping your waist hard as she thrusts in and out of you sharply. she’s using your favorite strap, the double-ended one she built specially for the both of you. it’s powered by vibranium and allows a transfer of sensation, causing shuri to feel exactly what you feel.

“fuckkk look how well you take me sthwanda, you take my dick so well, feel so good , fucking squeezing the- unghh”

you feel your pussy fluttering and gushing in response, hearing shuri vocalize her pleasure and telling you how being inside of you makes her feel never fails to drive you crazy. in response, feeling you clench repeatedly around her drives shuri crazy. it’s like some sort of horny feedback loop.

“i’m about to cum sthwanda, this pussy is about to make me cum so fucking hard.” shuri slaps your ass as she picks up the pace. nothing excites you more than shuri’s orgasm, it’s one of the few moments where she’s completely vulnerable and lets her guard down. you lowkey wish you were riding her so you could watch her face as she falls apart.

she grabs a fistful of your braids in her hand (careful not to pull too tight) as she drags you up from your collapsed position. you feel her breasts press up against your back, both of your sweat making for a slick slide of skin against skin. shuri’s breathing hotly against your neck and pressing open-mouthed kisses there. you’re so stimulated it feels like your brain is leaking out of your ears. you’re floating so high, coming back down seems impoosible.

“please baby cum for me please please, I- I’ve been so good for you I want you to cum in my pussy so bad fuck please cum for me usana, want you to fill me up, want your bab-"

you’re rambling, babbling, but it’s what you leave unsaid that pushes shuri over the edge. she groans long and loww in your ear as her rhythm falters, hip stuttering, “fuckkkk yesss.” her orgasm triggers your own, but this one is more gentle, cresting in slow waves that travel all the way from the top of your head to your toes. you’re shaking as you come down, shuri gradually slowing down her thrusts.

“i love you, so so much” shuri sighs against your neck.

you’re wrapped around each other in bed, freshly bathed (by shuri as you are completely and utterly useless). your head is on shuri’s bare chest as she strokes her fingers down your back. “i love you too, sthwanda” you whisper as you place butterfly kisses on her breast.

“i know you do my love, after all…. you want to have my babies”

shuri’s chest vibrates with laughter as you cover your face in embarrassment. but yes, you really really do.

end notes: by FAR the longest and dirtiest thing i've ever written omg. to anyone whose sent in requests i promisee they're being worked on, this month has been kinda crazy for me. as usual, i hope y’all enjoy it and constructive criticism is always welcome tysmmm ♡♡

xhosa translations: "sthandwa" - "my love", "usana" - baby.

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Best MCU duo!!!

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you’re scaring me, p2

part 1 synopsis: it’s been two months since the indirect shuri breakup and she’s been bombarding you with endless messages, until one of you makes the move to fix it.

contains: cursing, crying, some fluff, suggestive language, shuri x black reader

ndiyakukhumbula - i miss you, ndiyakudinga - i need you

a/n - you guys asked and so i will provide x

“one…two….three…four….five.” you counted, scrolling down on your notifications that were literally filled with all of shuri’s long texts of her apologies and desperation of wanting you back.

shuri: y/n? please, give me a sign you’re okay or something.

shuri: i know what i did was wrong, i want to fix it with you, i’ll heal with you instead of pushing you away.

shuri: baby, ndiyakukhumbula…

where was this attention when you both were actually together?

you sighed and turned off your phone, purposely not choosing to reply to them because you know somehow she’ll coax you into being with her again, and you fall for it every damn time. it just takes her to give you a certain look and boom you’re with her, in her bed, playing with the bouncy curls on her head as she shamelessly ate you out. sigh, you missed those times but shuri put her hands on you like she swore she wouldn’t and you don’t know if she’d do it again, you didn’t want to know.

you sat on your sofa in silence. you’d left the palace since you didn’t feel safe there anymore and came back to your own house that you used to lived in when you met shuri over two years ago. it was so cold, winter in wakanda was deathly and you looked up past the balcony window to watch how the snow fell like flower petals onto the ground altogether making a thick layer of pure whiteness. being in the mountains was a bit lonely but kind of a therapeutic experience as you were surrounded by just nature, except from the occasional hollering of the jibari soldiers fooling around.

you took the remote and turned off the tv. then you walked to the kitchen, about to make a nice fruit smoothie. you grabbed your expensive jbl speaker shuri had got you gotten you for your 22nd birthday, and connected it’s bluetooth to your phone. once that was done, you headed over to your spotify playlist and played the first song that came to mind, romantic homicide.

the depressing melody immediately filled the house, and you opened the fridge to take out what you needed. the lyrics filled you to the brim with total sadness because it perfectly described how you felt with shuri. she was telling you she cared but how could you know? you chopped up bananas with tears in your eyes, singing along to the melancholic song.

“i’m sick of waiting patiently for someone that won’t even arrive..” you sang, gathering them and putting it in a fruit blender. you stopped for a moment to second guess what you were doing and let some of your tears fall, putting your hands to your face to silently cry. the music stopped with a sudden ping and you sniffed as you went to see what the notification was.

as expected, it was shuri, but the message read:

shuri: y/n, stop crying for me.

how did she know? you stared at your phone seriously for a good minute and then looked around in a panicked state. you couldn’t see anyone, but you felt something looking at you.

“you should really start locking your doors.” you heard a familiar voice come from the hallway.

your neck snapped to look at it and there she was. she was dressed in all black from a black hoodie, to black joggers and black jordan’s, leaning against the living room door with her hands in her pockets. she carefully took her black glasses off to look at you. she looked so fatigued, like someone hit her with a truck back and forth. you could see you weren’t the only one affected and a string of sympathy pulled at your heart. you couldn’t stand to see her like this but you needed to stand strong.

“get out.” you demanded in a hushed tone, standing still with your phone clutched tightly in your hand.

“y/n.” she stepped forwards towards you and you stepped back simultaneously.

“please!” your voice cracked as you yelled, knees feeling weak as her presence was clouding your brain and causing you distress.

shuri stopped but silently went to her knees.

“i beg you, please forgive me y/n, i can’t function without you please, i’ll do anything just let me make this up to you, i never meant to hurt you, i don’t know what came over me.” shuri’s voice trembled as she spoke, her eyes welling up and hands shaking.

you stare down at her, your heart tugging. you two were basically bound by spirit and whatever she felt, you felt and you could feel how intense her sincerity was.

“stand up shuri.” you said, closing your eyes to seal your watery eyes.

“please.” she shuffled forwards until she was at your foot now, “ndiyakudinga.” she confessed, her bubbling desperation written all over her face.

“i said stand up!” you weren’t playing around and you hated the fact she was kneeling to you right now, it didn’t feel right.

she complied and stood up, her height towering over yours. you opened your sore eyes and looked at her. slowly, you gathered the confidence to reach up to feel her chiseled face in the cup of your left hand; it was warm, familiar, and brought you comfort. she looked at you deeply, her brown eyes mirroring her misery. you made eye contact for the first time in forever and felt up her face carefully. she rubbed her face onto your palm and reached up to hold your hand but you flinched away, looking down as you didn’t yet feel comfortable about her touching you anyhow.

shuri stared at you, guilt flooding her all over as you looked quite scared of her. she never wanted to do what she did to you and felt so bad ever since. she stayed up at night thinking of it and the scene replayed over and over again like a broken record and it was driving her nuts. the only way to combat it was if she saw you again to apologize and so here she was. suddenly, she caught you off guard and wrapped her muscular arms around you in a tight hug. you jolted and tried to push her off you but her grip remained firm.

“get off, get off.” you repeated, hitting her chest relentlessly to get her off of you but she wasn’t giving up and held you as she took your hard hits, “i hate you, i hate you!” you screamed, squirming around and still hitting her chest but it was no use. you eventually gave up and stopped fighting as you held your head against her chest, bawling your eyes out as you broke down, “i hate you shuri…” your voice was muffled but shuri heard it loud and clear, and finally, she let down the wall she’d been putting up against you; she heard you, she no longer dismissed your feelings.

“it’s okay baby, let it out.” she comforted, holding you tightly as you cried, tapping your back as you finally let out all the emotions you’d been keeping in. it felt good, the cry felt good and it felt even better in her warm embrace, something you’d craved for so long and she denied it from you which had added to your anger. you felt safe in her grasp, the usual feelings of her comfort and love were coming back to you and you missed it deeply. you drank in her scent, the one that stained your clothes, the one that never left your nose no matter how hard you drowned yourself with perfume. she felt your relief and smiled to herself knowing the process of rebuilding your relationship was happening.

once you were done, she pulled away from you and you hid your face, grabbing a tissue from the counter to clean your tears with. you used your jumper sleeve to rub off any crusty tear remnants and turned around, facing away from shuri as you couldn’t look at her in the face.

“if you’ll excuse me, i’m making a smoothie, i’ll talk to you in a second.” you said with your arms on the table and head down.

“of course, but why is there banana? i swear you’re badly allergic to them.” shuri replied with worry, looking over at the half filled blender with only banana.

shit. “uhm, yeah, no i forgot.” you said panicked, swiftly unlocking the blender and walking to put them in the bin, you forgot she knew so much about you.

“no, i’ll eat them.” she said, stopping you with a smile on her stupid handsome face.

you stared at her caring expression and nearly cried again. she was so sharp and knew what you were going to do if she didn’t come when you did. she guided your hands away from the bin and took the blender from you, getting a plate to put the banana on.

“i’ll be in the living room.” she said, plopping them one by one in her mouth as she strutted off.

you sighed, i guess you were going to have to give this another chance, but if anything went sideways you were leaving to poland for real. you laughed to yourself and cleaned up, resorting to grabbing an apple from the pantry instead. you walked into the living room and saw shuri had already made herself at home, legs hoisted up on the couch and watching marvel. you rolled your eyes and slapped her feet.

“ow, what was that for?” she asked in a fake tone as she rubbed her poor feet that even had black socks protecting them.

“for putting your dirty feet on my cream couch.” you replied, sitting besides her and eating your sweet red apple. shuri smiled widely and put an arm around you, “that’s my girl.” she stole your apple from your hand and took a large bite from it, putting it back in your hand and leaving you with basically nothing. you looked at her, mouth agape as she smugly munched on your apple. you put your tongue in your cheek with annoyance and placed the apple core down onto the coffee table in front you.

“how’d you even find me.” you inquired, leaning back up and looking at her for an answer.

“oh, you’re earrings.” she confessed, as if you already knew.

oh my god, you forgot that they had the same technology as the kimoyo beads and worked separately from them, “so you knew i was here the whole time…”

“yeah, i wanted to give you your space.” shuri turned to look at you with a soft and kind smile. you nodded in acknowledgment and looked away, focusing on the blaring tv in front of you. you felt shuri shift closer with her arm still around you. feeling more comfortable, you rested your head onto her shoulder and inhaled deeply to yourself. shuri nestled her neck onto your head and kissed your forehead, “i love you, please never forget that.”

you smiled embarrassingly wide and closed your eyes, just so happy you were with her. yep, she’d won you over again with her sweet talking, but you made it very clear with her that you wouldn’t tolerate any of her nonsense behavior, and she pinky promised that she’d tell you every thought she had so things were definitely going to get better from here.

“can i kiss you?” she then asked out of nowhere and you thought to yourself, not sure if she really deserved it right now, “no, you need to earn it.” you replied strictly, looking at her with a serious face.

“and how can i do that?” she asked, staring at your lips that she so longed to feel against hers agin.

“celebrating our anniversary even though we’ve restarted the relationship.” you said because even though you’d basically broken up, you were still adamant on doing it to celebrate the good memories you both had.

“i’m always two steps ahead y/n.” shuri chortled and stood up, outstretching her hand to you.

“i already had the reservations made later today if things went well, come with me so we can celebrate it to the fullest.” she licked her lips, looking at you with that smug fuck boy look that always flipping turned you on. you took her hand, and she helped you up. she then wrapped her arms around your waist, pulling you closer so your face was inches away from hers.

“what do you say?” she stared at you with hooded eyes.

you looked at her intently before uttering the first thing that came to your mind.

“you can fuck me instead.”

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