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ppawmpkin · 1 month

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Weak

Nakia x Black Fem Reader

This is just a lil something from my head, it’s just you being such a softy for Nakia and her knowing so and making good use of it.

“nakia, baby no. i don’t feel like going tonight, love.” you said, grabbing both her hands in yours and placing a chaste kiss on both of them. you could see the disappointment written all over her pretty face, the slight pout on her soft lips highlighted by the full moon that was surely adorning her. she didn’t know what else to do to convince you further, i mean sure she had been short notice on the matter but still, who wouldn’t want to bask in the beauty of the arts as if there was no tomorrow?

“it’s just an art showcase, sthandwa sami. you’ll barely have to speak to anyone, if you even have to at all. i want nothing more than my wife there with me so we can enjoy it together.” she said, placing her hand on your chin so that you eyes could see the pure sincerity behind hers. it was something she always did when she wanted you to truly feel what she was saying. you could feel yourself weakening at her words, you wanted to at least stand on your no for twenty minutes. but at this rate, would you even each ten minutes before she had you right in the palm of her hands?

it was how she knew exactly what to say or do to break your resolve and make you do whatever she wanted of you. you’d be lying if you sad you didn’t do it happily, with a smitten smile across your lips. even if all your friends honed on how she could turn you into a puddle of mush with just her words. “ill go to the next one with you, my love. just please, i want to be in bed tonight.” you whined, snuggling even more closer to the warm covers that were practically begging you to sink yourself under them. “you have all of tomorrow and the next day to be in bed with me.” she smiled coyly, the implication not slipping past you one bit.

you tensed a little at her boldness, something that even after years you still couldn’t help but react the same to. she laughed, finding herself amused at your reaction to her words. she used that as leverage, your wife inching her body closer to yours. making it so that your lips were centimeters apart from her own. “kia, i know what you’re doing and it’s not going to work.” you said, but even you didn’t sound so certain of your own resistance. did you even have faith in yourself?

the answer became apparent when her lips touched yours and you found yourself so caught up in the moment, that you could barely feel her hand pressing you down so that she could straddle you. “please. please. pleaseeee.” she said, each please followed by a quick kiss to on your lips. “ill make it worth your while, my love.” she says, her tone of voice leaving little to the imagination. she guided your hands to her hips, her eyes low as she stared at you with a mischievous glint in her eyes. and you melted, fast.

her kisses soliciting small moans from you. “kia.” you dragged, being completely at her mercy at this point. she loved it too, dragging her finger down your chest. “so?” she asked but the smile on her face showed that she knew the answer. you rolled your eyes lightheartedly. “so what are we wearing?” you said, completely and utterly swooned, brown eyes glazed over with wanting. she giggled softly, placing a quick kiss on your cheek. “mhm, there’s my girl.” she hummed.

#black reader #ppawmpkinpostedit #queen shuri #letitia wright #nakia #nakia black panther #lupita nyong'o #black panther imagine #okoye #black writer

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ppawmpkin · 2 months

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FREE PALESTINE 🇵🇸

FREE CONGO 🇨🇩

FREE SUDAN 🇸🇩

FREE PUERTO RICO 🇵🇷

FREE HONDURAS 🇭🇳

FREE HAWAII ❤️🤍💙

GIVE AMERICA BACK!!!

GIVE PALESTINE BACK!!!

I WILL NEVER SHUT UP ABOUT THIS EVER AGAIN!!! IT'S ALL HAPPENING NOW, SPEAK UP!!! SAY SOMETHING!!!!

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ppawmpkin · 2 months

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!!!!

people are calling what happened today in gaza “the flour massacre”

the flour massacre

these people just wanted to get food for their families, something as basic as flour, one of the things that the very core of humanity is built on, and israel used it as a trap to murder them in cold blood

evil is not enough of a word. there is not a word to describe what they are doing to palestine. they are bleeding her out, they are torturing her and crushing her and hoping that nothing is left to remember her by when they are done. how can anyone stand and watch what is being done with indifference? how can you watch this level of human suffering, this crime against life and feel nothing, do nothing

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ppawmpkin · 2 months

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The IOF are a bunch of pedophiles

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Israel is filled with these pricks and they're not only targeting Palestinian children, but Israeli children as well.

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ppawmpkin · 4 months

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Somethin about puppy dog eyes.

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ppawmpkin · 4 months

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Gojo's Past Arc - Then vs now

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ppawmpkin · 6 months

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ppawmpkin · 6 months

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SHE AINT NO DIVAAAAA 🫵🏾

truly have lost the plot of tumblr.com if you threatening to get someone physically hurt over discord server beef, plug fics, etc. like it’s never that serious.

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ppawmpkin · 6 months

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just realized if you want your life to change you have to do some stuff differently. much to think about.

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ppawmpkin · 7 months

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✩ ˛˚ . GOJO SATORU — sometimes your boyfriend’s want for you just seems to be insatiable.

ஜ ˖ ࣪࿐ྂ warnings! f!reader, mating press, breeding, biting, he loses control of his technique a teeny tiny bit at the end, im going absolutely insane. ♡ ˖ ࣪࿐ྂ note! hiii this is a lil mix of my gojo thoughts over the past few months, my sanity is slipping as u can tell <3

the way gojo satoru was in bed was exactly how he was in real life, absolutely merciless when he wanted to be, you realise with the dizzy haze in your mind and the pillow he’s shoved under your hips. there’s a pleasurable burn in your thighs where he’s got them folded into you, your ankles dangling by his ears as his hips press into your ass and the way he looks over you is needy, and a little wild.

but he only really got like this on on a few occasions, like after a gruelling mission, a boring mountain of paperwork or maybe you’d been teasing him. sometimes he’s just consumed by the idea of you carrying his kids— he’s so incredibly insatiable.

“you feel me right here, sweet thing, hm?” the snowy haired man above you hisses with a languid roll of his hips, deliberately pressing into the sweet spots inside of you that he always seems to be able to find so easily. but you can barely breathe, nevermind answer with how full you feel — your warm walls twitching around his heavy shaft before he’s giving you a few more thrusts.

“don’t hold out on me, it feels good, right?” gojo goads, chuckles when the next particularly deep kiss of his cock along your insides has your lips parting to moan, eyes squeezing shut as you wriggle underneath him.

“‘ts too deep, satoru! fuck—“ you manage, voice breaking under the weight of your own arousal but shit— he loves you like this. pliant and pretty and all his. you’re basically begging for him to give you his soul, to pour it into your body and your bones until you’re twitching— his stamina was limitless after all, an endless pool of energy.

“oh? but i’m sure you can take more..” gojo’s words are a low drawl as he curls over your folded figure, making your muscles scream for some sort of relief but he still manages to give you more. he begins a pace that’s so deep, so animalistic that you feel like you could black out with the way the pleasure rips through you, making your body clap against his as his balls smack loudly against your ass and suddenly he’s even deeper.

“see, i knew it.” it’s smug despite the the trembling undercurrent to his tone, breaking under the weight of his own arousal as his voice takes an octave higher. but you’re doing so well for him, your eyes are rolled back— lips parted and you’re basically begging for him to go harder when he leans into press his lips against yours, pushing his name between your lips as your hands grab at him for any sort of relief.

“almost there, right?” gojo groans against you with the next quiver of your walls; the next particularly heavy thrust makes your thighs tremble and he’s so deep it almost hurts, making something spark and burn along your inside as he fucks you into the mattress like a wild animal.

you whimper, barely— it’s a desperately pathetic little sound, wound up tight and it makes him pull away to look at you, crystalline eyes cloudy with lust before his lips are stretching into a smirk.

“oh, more?” gojo’s head cocks to the side and you know you’re done for when his pace picks up, every heavy thrust is driven by the muscles in his body and your pussy squelches loudly with every wet connection of his hips.

“oh, i’ll give you more, baby. so greedy f’ me, hm?” despite his teasing, he’s babbling— sweat beading along his skin as the snowy peaks of his hair frame his flushed features and fuck, the pretty sight above you only makes you feel even better. you’re so high off his desperation, every muscle in your body screams under his but the nerves in your body cry even louder with how good you feel— with how much your body craves him.

“‘ts so tight, you milkin’ me, sweet girl? how many you want, huh? give you as many as you need. wanna see you swollen f’ me, you want that, mhm?” gojo’s barely coherent but his words only make you squeeze around him tighter— a silent little invitation as every thrust has you crying more, more, more! satoru, want your cum—please! punched out little gasps and cries as he digs the orgasm out of you.

“oh, you’ll look so pretty f’ me—f-fuck!” his huge body is looming over yours, pressing you into the mattress and the pillows beneath you. your thighs are flush against his abdomen and chest, and your lungs feel like they quake on every exhale as your lips part to moan. he presses himself into you— face nuzzling into the crook of your neck as he grazes his teeth along the skin there, headboard screeching loudly in time with every smack of his hips.

“‘toru, please please please—‘m g’nna,” you tremble as you shake beneath gojo, thighs tensing tight against his body and he knows he’s got you exactly where he wants you as he smirks against your skin. your orgasm hits you so suddenly, so hard and good that your toes curl where they hang over his shoulders, your body stiffening beneath him and the first milking compression of your pussy makes his pace stutter, hugs him so tight he can’t help but bite so hard into the sensitive skin of your neck he draws blood.

“should see h-how pretty you look like this. tell me ‘ts all mine, y’ gonna make me a daddy, yeah? g’nna fill you up so good. oh, this pussy’s made f’ me, ain’t it?”

his body trembles as he pulls back slightly to watch your cream pool around the base of his cock, your slick smeared along his skin and your walls still throb with every unforgiving push of his hips. your orgasm feels like it stretches on forever as you gasp out broken yeah, yours, love you so much ‘toru, waves rolling through your body with the heat you feel pour and sting along your nerves. it only takes a few more clapping thrusts and your choked confessions before hes kissing you, just as he likes as his lips curl into you.

gojo cums hard, thick and heavy inside of you when he feels your tongue push against his, swallowing both of your groans into the kiss as he pushes his load into your puffy cunt. you’re both so lost in bliss, so unaware of the electricity across your boyfriends skin and the uncomfortable pressure that seems to suddenly weigh down on your intertwined bodies.

the bedroom light flickers but you don’t notice, he’s slurring curses against your lips as he almost pins your thighs to your chest completely, the air between you seems tighter— atoms trembling in the finate space. but he’s continuing to fuck into your sensitive pussy with tiny little thrusts you don’t notice the creek of your furniture as it twitches out of place— like it’s being pulled towards you both. the small flickers of purple fizzle out when you’re both spent and he’s collapsing on top of you with a low, breathy chuckle, making you whine with the cramp you feel in your body.

“‘toru! you’re heavy.” you grumble, voice worn and scratchy but it doesn’t move gojo as he cuddles deeper into you, leaving sweet little kisses along your skin with obnoxious kissy noises— a stark contrast to how filthy he was being a second ago.

you’re both breathing deep as you give up trying to escape from underneath him, opting to press your fingers through his damp hair instead before he finally moves. he pulls back, enough for his cock to push his cum out of your pussy as he does, squelching and dripping into the mattress beneath you both as you jolt slightly. “careful, ‘ts messy, ‘toru.”

gojo whistles lowly before he looks at you again, one of your legs still haphazardly thrown over his shoulder before he’s placing a sweet kiss to your ankle, then following it up with a painfully languid, experimental thrust as his crystalline eyes focus on the mess he’s made of you.

“come on, sweet girl. you’re not nearly full enough f’ me yet.”

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ppawmpkin · 7 months

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the haunted mansion pt.2

this part actually drained me and yall bout BIT MY HEAD OFF. but i'm happy it's done. happy halloween

warnings: gets a lil freaky. sub!riri, mean!shuri, kind!reader, ghost!shuri, ghost!reader, ghost!riri, mentions of death, shuri is so fcking mean, mentions of sex

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“isn’t she cute? shuri grins from ear to ear, leaning against the wall. she’d introduced a new person to haunt, a young engineer and technician named riri williams. shuri had plans of riri being your first haunting.

“she is. but what do you want me to do? you’re better at this than i am.” you step closer to riri, and she looks up, looking right at you unknowingly. she could feel you and shuri’s presence, and it was unsettling.

“i must be trippin’” riri mumbles, shaking her head. she reaches for her book once again, but shuri beats riri to it, tossing the book on the floor. “HELL NO.” riri shouts, jumping out of her chair.

you choke back a laugh, while shuri lets it all out. “i want you to do that. do to her as i did to you when you were just a mortal. perhaps then she’ll be more compliant than you were.” shuri takes a verbal jab at you, and you were having none of that.

“now just a second! you were so persistent on me being the thousandth soul, you haunted me my entire life.”

“and you fell in love with me, now here we are,” shuri places a kiss on your head with a smug grin. “you’re capable.”

“you fell first.”

“but you fell harder.” shuri’s hand makes its way to the small of your back, her thumb rubbing in circular motions. “she’s already aware she’s being haunted. but she doesn’t know there are two. make yourself known, sithandwa sam.”

all the while of your conversation, riri was freaking out. she grabbed her speaker and held it tight, her eyes sharp as they search the room. “whoever… whatever you are… i don’t fuck with that!”

you found a way to outsmart riri, taking a page out of shuri’s book. you were well aware of the book riri was reading, and you also knew that your name was in it. flipping to one of the pages, riri watched them move by themselves in pure terror.

you then took a highlighter, highlighting your name for riri to see and read.

“…y/n…” riri mumbles, and suddenly, there you were in your ghostly form, standing right in front of her with a cocky grin.

“what do you plan on doing with that?” you gesture at the speaker riri held.

“SHIT!” riri screamed, throwing the speaker right at you. of course, it only went through you, which freaked riri out even more.

“this feels familiar, doesn’t it?” shuri sits down on riri’s couch, enjoying the sight in front of her.

“get out… get out of my dorm!”

“i think we both know you don’t want that,” you shake your head, taking a seat next to shuri. riri can see that someone is sitting next to you, but she can’t see who that person is. “rianna. such a pretty name.”

“who-“ riri points next to you. “who the hell-“

“that's my wife. would you like to see her? she’s been dying to have a conversation with you. all you have to do is say her name, my love.”

“what’s… what’s her name?”

“shuri.”

“shuri?” riri’s eyebrows jump up nearly off of her face. “shuri… like the-“

“yes,” shuri nods as she is finally revealed to riri. “we have a smart girl on our hands, y/n. she knows who i am. how come you didn’t know who i was?”

“because i didn’t give a fuck,” you roll your eyes playfully, offering a smile to riri, who was just confused all over. “now that you can see us, i think we should have a little talk.”

“about…?” riri placed the speaker down, hiding her slight grin from your attitude. this didn’t go unnoticed by shuri.

“how are you a ghost hunter, but terrified when one appears?” you look into riri’s eyes, your eyes dangerously low.

“i wasn’t terrified, i just-“ riri cleared her throat. “you caught me off guard. and i’m not a ghost hunter… i just… i dabble. I guess.”

“i dabbled in many things. you are aware of my inventions, are you not, rianna?”

“riri,” riri corrects shuri, pacing around the room. “and, i mean, yeah. that’s the reason why i’m into all this. because of you. i never would've gotten into tech if it weren’t for you.”

for a moment, you think you see shuri smile. you don't believe it until you do a double take. rou see admiration in both riri and shuri, and you find it adorable.

shuri just had that effect on everyone, you suppose. but you also knew this was the calm before the storm.

“i am flattered, riri.” shuri places a hand on riri’s shoulder to stop her pacing. the younger girl looks up at shuri and offers a gentle smile. oh, only if she knew what was next to come. a shame.

“it seems like you’d like to know more about us and how we live.” you speak up, your voice calm and collected. “we would love for you to join us, riri.”

“join you? like… become a ghost” riri chuckles awkwardly, shaking her head. “look, it was nice meeting you and all, you know? You proved some of my theories, but, i gotta stay here. i got too much to live for. l-look, you’ve seen my studies. you know just how close i am!”

“so much to live for…” shuri glances over at you.

“and yet, so much to die for.” you smirk at shuri, taking her hand.

“i was once in your shoes, riri. i didn’t want to become a ghost. like you, i just had too much to live for,” you pick up riri’s notebook, flipping through the ages filled with theories and observations. failed experiments. “life is delightfully unlivable in our haunted mansion. So much to do, so much to see. so many things you can do that you cannot as a mortal. what do you have to prove, my love? everybody knows you’re a genius. come take a break.”

“come be with us.” shuri finishes for you, her voice much more stern.

riri’s eyes widen, shaking her head. “how-how about a deal?”

“a deal?” shuri doesn’t sound amused. she ‘s usually very adamant on what she wants, and when she wants it. “i don’t make deals.”

“hear me out! you two help me prove my studies… and-and i’ll join you in your mansion. i swear. just… be by my side until… uh-”

“you die?” you tilt your head with a smile.

“yes! but no haunting… please.”

“i’m not seeing the fairness in this.” shuri shakes her head.

“i am,” you nod your head, stepping closer to riri. “we will help you with your studies, dear. we will be by your side,” you cup riri’s cheek. “and when it is your time, you will join us in our manor.”

“break the deal,” shuri takes hold of riri’s other cheek. “and i’ll haunt you with no end. when i’ve had enough fun, i’ll kill you and trap you inside of the mansion. you’ll never see the outside world again.”

you sigh softly at shuri’s words. your eyes, however, don’t leave riri’s. you see the terror in the poor girls eyes, and you give her a gentle smile and nod.

“i’ll be back with a contract.” shuri states before vanishing. with the two of you left alone, the air is still. less tense.

“i guess what they say about meeting your idols is true.”

“she’s not usually like this. i’m not sure what’s got her so upset.” you take a seat, bringing riri with you. “things will be alright. she will lighten up.”

“perhaps i will, perhaps i won't. but, you're likable, rianna.” shuri reappears with the contract in one hand, and pen in the other.

“riri.” riri corrects. another mistake on her part.

“another thing,” shuri quickly puts down the contract, gripping riri’s neck tightly. “when you sign this, you will belong to me. you’ll be wise to watch your tone around me. i can and will call you whatever i please. whether that be rianna, or the naughtiest, most degrading name i can think of. you. are. mine.”

shocked beyond reason, riri stares up at shuri and wonders what she just got herself into. there’s no turning back now.

“let her go, udaku.” you growl, pulling shuri away from the young girl. your words, but mostly your tone, was a slap in the face to shuri, and she knew you were serious. She takes her step back in silence, and lets you take over.

“sign here, my love,” you whisper to riri, who is trembling as she signs. “don’t be afraid. i wont be as rough as her, i promise.” you offer another smile. “just behave. can you do that for me?”

riri nods as she signs the contract.

“good girl.” you and shuri say in unison.

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and of course, riri fell in love with you. it took quite some time for shuri to realize that the two of you would be with the girl for life. She saw her as nothing but someone below her. a student, almost. they only bonded when it came to technology, spending most of their time together in a lab or garage.

but when it came to you and riri, things were much more gentle. you would introduce her to literature, help her write papers. The contrast between you and shuri was the perfect balance. perfect enough for three of you to, eventually, not right away, fall in love.

when it was riri’s time, you and shuri wouldn’t admit how excited you were to her face.

“you are remembered by many people, are you satisfied?” you glanced over at riri, who was getting used to her new ghostly form.

“not yet,” riri shaks her head, sighing. “when i was mortal… i didn’t know if it was wrong… but i was so in love with the two you. i don't want things to be weird now that i’m a ghost, and i don’t want shuri feeling-”

“we already knew that, sthandwa sam.” shuri chuckles, eyeing ririi.

“okay, now don't-”

“we are in love with you too, riri,” you place a kiss on her head. “and it’s not wrong. shuri was trying to fuck me for years before i realized that nobody cared i had sex with a ghost.” you admit with a simple shrug, leaving both shuri and riri’s jaws on the floor.

“i thought we vowed to never speak of that moment.” shuri coughed, hiding her face in her hands.

“you did it with y/n?! while she was mortal!? is that allowed?”

“I- listen, y/n was very… it was only once!”

“twice. shuri never left my side. kind of like what the three of us had, except there was no contract. shuri followed me like a lost puppy until the day i died.”

“y/n!” shuri shrieks.

“it’s about time someone knew! it’s not like riri is going to tell the world.”

“how did you know that i was in love?” riri asks in between a laugh.

“because you looked like y/n.”

“because you looked like shuri.” you and shuri reply at the same time, then give each other a glare.

there were now 1,001 happy haunts in the mansion. three were the most joyful.

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ppawmpkin · 7 months

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she’s stunning

Megan’s Instagram Update (September 25, 2023)

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Stuffed animals will see a crack between the bed and the wall and go “is anyone gonna fall into that?” And not wait for an answer

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Riri Williams Smut HeadCannon

Riri Williams x Black Fem Reader

Description: Making Riri Williams Squirt.

“tell me how much you like when im inside you, ri? how much you like when im fucking my pussy dumb?” you said, smiling as you watched her pretty pussy take in all of you. you couldn’t help but be proud of her for being so good for you, taking your assault on her cunt with little to no complaints. “i-i love it so fucking much, ma.” she moaned, heavy pants between the interludes of her words. you loved hearing her so fulfilled by you, knowing that you were the only one who could make her a needy, wet mess.

you pushed into her harder, feeling her legs wrap around you as you hit her spot over and over again with more force each time you pushed back inside her velvet walls. “shit. don’t stop, baby.” she whined, feeling that tightness in her core increase with every thrust of your hips. you could feel it too, how she wrapped around you with every movement, sending a sensation of bliss straight through you. “you’re so tight for me, pretty. so fucking tight.” you praised, staring at her fucked out face, her eyes filled with tears.

she gasped feeling herself inching closer to the edge of her high, her cunt pulsing around you even more quicker now. “fuck. ma, please, please lemme come.” she pleaded, slurring her words slightly, a pretty pout on her full lips. you thrusted in her even harder at the words, making her brown eyes roll to the back of her head. it was downright nasty, the squelching of her pussy and the slapping for your skin against hers as you worked you both to a release.

“wait just a lil bit, baby. i wanna make you squirt all over this dick, ok?” you coed, in a world of your own. feeling the peak of your orgasm creeping closer with every time her walls sucked you in. you rubbed two fingers on her sensitive clit, hearing her loud moans as you put her senses in overdrive. she almost couldn’t take it, the overwhelming feeling making her toes curl.

“there we go, cum for me, princess.” you panted, curses following as you filled her with your essence, fucking your cum into her greedy cunt. “shit.” riri dragged, her juices sputtering all over your stomach, soaking the off white bedsheets beneath her. you smiled lazily at the sight, “such a good girl, hm? squirting all on me like i wanted you to, yea?” slowly, you rode out your orgasm with her, gradually slowing down your thrust and letting you body slump on top of hers.

after awhile you placed gentle, sweet kisses on her neck, to compensate for any roughness you used, telling her how much you loved her in between each one. she hummed softly, placing her arms around your waist. “mhm, don’t be tryna be all soft now. you is just nasty.” she said, playfully scrunching her face up to mimic disgust. “but you loved every bit of it, so what that make you?” you retorted, kissing her lips before she could argue with you.

“you just as nasty in fact, maybe even worser.” you said, making her roll her eyes at you. she knew it was true though, she was down for anything when it came to you and you only. “i gotta be when you doing me so good, got me seeing stars and shit.” she said, staring into your eyes with a mischievous look on her face. “mhm, at least you can admit it. usually i could have you floating off the bed and you’ll still lie.”you joked, making her lightly smack your arm. “you better savor it.” she said, raising an eyebrow to you.

“oh trust me, i am.” you replied.

#black reader #black panther imagine #ppawmpkinpostedit #riri wiliams x reader #riri williams x black!reader #riri williams #riri black panther #riri smut #riri x reader #black panter wakanda forever

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