#black panther x woc

[saturnville]

40 days n 40 nights.

pairing; shuri udaku x black!fem!reader (kalila)

warning; toxicity. language. emotional manipulation. allusions to smut. descriptions of smut 18+ content.

reference; 40 days n 40 nights — mariah the scientist, vory

overview; in which two exes reunite briefly after ending their toxic relationship.

tags (people who recently interacted with my shuri fics): @neeville @pocketsizedpanther @l-o-v-e-galore @cosmic-parker

Toxicity used to be as foreign concept. At one point, healthy was all she knew. Open, honest, respectful communication and treatment from her partner to herself. It was easily acceptable. It was what she needed to thrive; it was what she required.

Kalila felt like a fool when she lowered the walls that guarded her soft heart. The sweet nothings and gentle kisses that the lips of the Queen shared, altered her brain chemistry in a way she couldn’t explain.

No longer was she headstrong and adamant about what she deserved. She didn’t stand on business. No, she was weak in the knees for the Queen, the Panther, for her. Whatever to keep her majesty satisfied, she was prepared to give it all.

Naivety was her downfall.

What she failed to understand, was that the deep desire to please her at any cause, stripped her of her dignity, honor, and self-respect. Subject to mistreatment as a result, Kalila’s eyes began to open. The rose-colored glasses fell and reality sunk in. Her loyalty was taken advantage of. Her kindness was laughed at. The love she gave was not enough. She was not enough. She came to be nothing but a body to keep the bed warm while the Queen did what a Queen had the pleasure of doing; whatever she wanted.

It took months to build the courage to end the relationship. How easy could it be to remove oneself from the most intense union they’d found themselves in? The one where while the pros were numerous, the cons extended themselves past the acceptable limit.

The worst part was; she didn’t care. She had no interest in fighting to keep her, working to change. Kalila’s world crumbled. Her heart tore in two, her lungs constricted, and her mind fogged. Suddenly, substances were her lover and they fucked her good; to the point where she’d be in an orgasmic haze from the strategic stroking of her brain.

She mentally smacked herself each time she thought or her. The Queen, the Panther, Shuri. The best and worst thing to ever happen to her. Kalila wondered what she was up to. Probably living her life; on a flight to a new country where she’d serenade a woman into being her lover for the night before retreating the following morning, intrigued when the women followed her like a lost child. Kalila knew it all too well—it was once her.

The room spun. Substances and lack of sleep were a deadly combination. Kalila shook her head. 40 days and 40 nights of endless bullshit. All she had to do was let go. Could it be so hard?

Her music paused briefly at the indication of a text.

S. Udaku. Open the door.

Apparently so.

Kalila’s knees were weak as she stood in front of her. Her knees were weak, her heart pounding, and her most intimate parts jolted at the sight of her. She looked much different than she had a year ago. Her curls were much shorter—she’d cut them—now small tendrils on her head. She retired her tracksuit for a black suit with accompanying loafers. Kalila glanced at the wall clock. It was 9:41pm. Where’d she come from?

Shuri stepped into the apartment with an indescribable dominance that shifted the atmosphere. She was taller in stature, so her neck was lowered to glare into the eyes of Kalila. Both sets of brown eyes were deep and rich, but told different stories.

“What are you doing here?” Kalila’s voice was slow. The door closed behind her and and Kalila’s eyes followed Shuri as she stood in the middle of her apartment. Her long arms were crossed just underneath her belt, and her rings shone under the dim lights.

“Why’d you let me in?” Was the Queen’s response.

Because I missed you. Kalila’s eyes told it all before her mouth did. Shuri gave a humored chuckle, but the stoic look on her face didn’t change. Tight-lipped and unamused.

“Why are you here?” Kalila pressed once more. Shuri was now on the couch. Her long fingers flipped through the magazine on the coffee table. Essence. Then, they ghosted over the lit candle aside it. She didn’t flinch when the flame kissed her fingertips. Slowly, she leaned back against the couch, arm thrown over the back.

Shuri shrugged. “Was in the area. Wanted to say hello. Sit.” As if she was trained, Kalila sat beside her. This was what she wanted; to be next to her, in her presence once again. Why act shy now?

“I see you’re doing well. Business flourishing and all.”Kalila’s eyes snapped up. She started a marketing and consulting agency shortly after her college graduation. It was a rocky start, and Shuri had been there to connect her to the best in the business to assist in its development. Little did Kalila know, her efforts never ceased even once they split.

Kalila, however, was confused as to how she knew the way she was flourishing. At least on the outside. Then she had to remember, Shuri had every resource at her fingertips. Hell, she probably had someone keeping tabs on her at one point. She chose not to think about it further.

“Yeah, things are well.” Her answer was short. “Can you just…why are you here, Udaku? We are--there is no us anymore. You made it clear what you wanted five months ago, and it wasn't me. So, why are you here?" Her voice shook as she spoke, but she spoke with intention.

Shuri's chin raised and her eyebrow quipped. "I had a revelation. You didn't deserve what I put you through, and I'm aware of that. So, simply here to take accountability. That's it."

It was Kalila's turn to raise her eyebrow. It seemed too good to be true. Shuri sighed deeply and turned to face Kalila, whose distrust was written on her face.

"Do you trust me?" Shuri asked. Kalila's response was delayed. Did she? To protect her life, sure. But to protect and honor her emotions, her mental wellbeing, her heart? No, no she didn't.

"In some ways, yes. In others, no. And that's not my fault. It's yours/"

Ouch. Shuri nodded once. "Okay. Let me make it up to you." Those words were dangerous. They were the entryway back into the world of Shuri Udaku, and she wondered if she'd be able to take it.

Kalila spent time contemplating, and it did not go unseen by Shuri. So, the Queen asked her, "What are you thinking about?"

"How I don't want to be hurt by you again."

"I love you too much to hurt you again."

"That's what you said last time."

Silence.

"Let me prove it to you, yeah?" Her slender fingers danced across the roundness of Kalila's face. Fingertips grazed her lips until they fell down her neck. She gave it a soft squeeze. Kalila's eyes fluttered and she leaned into Shrui's body. Shuri took it as an opportunity to graze her lips over Kalila's, whose fell slack and a quiet whimper fell from them. Exactly where she wanted her.

Soon, clothes decorated the floor and their songs of pleasure were on repeat. High and low shifts in pitch and octave. Whistle register with voice cracks when it became too much. Sweaty bodies slipped and slid against one another. A glorious event.

"I love you," the Queen whispered breathlessly in Kalila's ear as she brought her to the edge. "I love you, I love you...it's just us. Always."

If only she stayed true to her word. Kalila woke up by herself. Every remainder of Shuri was eradicated. The only trace of her was the scent of her perfume; strong and dominant, just like her.

Her phone buzzed against the coffee table.

S. Udaku. I'll see you soon.

She knew what that meant. She'd return when she felt like it. That could be days or weeks. Kalila's eyes welled with tears. Another 40 days and 40 nights were wasted, just to start the process all over again.

[killmongerskeepermain]

Prompt Request: Hiii Can you maybe write a Shuri x fem!reader smut with prompts 3, 5 and 6? Where Shuri was busy in the lab for some time so they didn’t have sex for a while and Shuri just comes to her and fucks her brains out in the middle of the day because she was finally done with whatever she was doing. And omfg if you can write vibranium strap!Shuri it would be amazing Thank you <3

Smut #3: “I want you now”

Smut #5: “You can get louder can’t you”

Smut #6: “Don’t cum yet”

To say you were pinning for the princess was an understatement. You have been busy with meetings and conferences. She's been in the lab for the past 2 weeks with her head buried in her work. You wished she was buried between your thighs instead. You've used your own fingers but it's not the same. You squeezed your legs together before letting a sigh leave your lips. Maybe a shower would take it down a notch. You got up and grabbed your things before walking to the bathroom. You draped your towel over your neck as you turned in the water, feeling for the right temperature. 

Back in the lab the princess was feeling every bit of sexual tension within her. She has to finish this sequence or else Okoye's new suit won't be complete. She'd be lying if she said she didn't miss you. The both of you have been too busy to be with each other. Shuri in her lab and you with the Wakanda outreach program. When she saw you this morning it took everything in her being not to take you right then and there. She found herself thinking about the way you would whimper when she buried her fingers deep inside you. How easily you take her. She ran a hand over her face and grabbed a random chain from the sequence and placed it towards the bottom. She had to clear her thoughts of you before the wet spot in her boy shorts got bigger. Her eyes widened when she saw the link change from white to green and she clapped her hands. "Finally! Grio print it!" She said walking out of the lab. 

You climbed out of the shower with the towel wrapped around you with a frown. You tried to ease the throbbing sensation between your legs but it's still there even though you came. You made your way to the dresser before the door to your bedroom opened. You jumped at the intrusion ready to tell off whoever it was until you turned to see Shuri.

"Princess? Is there something wrong?" She stares at you and takes a couple of long strides before her lips find yours. You were taken by surprise but didn't question her when her hands cupped your cheeks. The kiss was everything but slow. Heated. Passionate. Impatient. Her tongue pushed against your lip and you sighed to allow her access. Your hands left your towel, letting the fabric fall to the floor. She pulled away to look you over before taking her bottom lip between her teeth. 

"I want you now." Her lips wasted no time latching onto your neck as you fisted the dress she wore. She nudged you backwards until your back hit the bed. Her lips never left yours as she sat up on her knees lifting your leg over her hip. Her hand slipped between the two of you, sliding over your folds with ease due to your arousal. You bucked into her hand as she circled your clit with a slow pace. It didn't take long for her to slip two fingers inside you. You let your head fall onto the pillow as she rubbed against your walls. It felt like it's been too long since you were under her like this. Your stomach tightened in knots and you wiggled your hips, signaling you were close to your release. 

"Don't cum yet." Not being able to hold back the whine when she chuckled as she pulled her wet fingers out of you. She brought her hand up your face and you opened your mouth to suck on her digits. "Fuck me." She reached for the dresser and you licked your lips in anticipation as you knew what was coming. She slid the strap you two would use but this one looks different. It's bigger. She must have noticed your face expression as she let out a laugh. 

"It's a new one I cooked up in the lab. I feel whatever it feels. You'll be fine I promise. Now turn around and bend over." She commanded and you pushed your chest into the mattress while putting your hands behind your back. Her hands ran over the curve of your ass as she glided the tip over your folds. She buried inside you and you let out a groan into the pillow. 

"Fuck. So tight for me." She moaned out as she slowly started thrusting her hips. The blasted thing was amazing. She could feel the way you clenched down on the strap while she fucked you. Her hand came down to grab hold of your wrists while you moaned into the pillow. "Come on you can get louder can't you." She pushed further into you and you lost yourselves in the pleasure as she sped up her pace. Chasing the release you both so craved. Her head fell back and you felt the coil inside you snap. The feeling of you releasing on the strap sent her over the edge and she stilled behind you. She slowly pulled out of you letting your juices trickle down your thighs. She rubbed her finger over your thigh, catching some of it before putting her digit in her mouth. 

"Delicious. Just as I remember." She grinned as she slowly turned you over. "Care to give me one more?"

[ventingfanfics]

Crush (Shuri x Reader)

You had just finished cleaning your room when your doorbell rang. Your friend Shuri stood at your door. 

“Hey,” You both said. 

Her eyes held yours sincerely. “Sorry for just popping up.” She knew you weren’t a fan of surprise visits. What she didn’t know, however, was you didn’t mind if it was her. She smiled at you appreciatively when you welcomed her inside. “So what were you up to before I came?” She looked at you curiously as she sat down on the loveseat. 

“Just cleaning. Was about to shower, you know how it is.”

“Oh, you were doing a deep clean.” The pair of you chuckled. “You go do what you need to do. I’ll be here.” 

“Make yourself at home, okay?”

Around twenty minutes later, you returned to Shuri, who was watching Rush Hour. You smiled in amusement. “Ha, a throwback.”

“My brother liked this movie,” Shuri shared.

“Oh, yeah? He has good taste.” In more ways than one, you thought. 

Shuri smirked. 

“What?” You dragged out. You pretended not to know that she was most likely thinking about your crush on Nakia. 

“What did I tell you, Y/N? Never gonna happen.”

“Didn’t you play matchmaker for Riri?”

“Yeah…”

“So why can’t you do that with me and Nakia?”

Shuri rolled her eyes. “What makes you think she’d be interested?”

“Wow, what is that supposed to mean, Shuri?”

Shuri closed her eyes momentarily, shaking her head. “No, I didn’t mean it like that. I wasn’t trying to offend you.” 

“Well, I’m offended.”

“I’m just saying that Nakia is focused on her and Toussaint. I’m not even sure she wants to move on.”

“Unless she specifically told you she’s not interested in me, you can’t assume.”

Shuri caught your icy tone. “If it’s that important, you can reach out to her yourself.” 

“Maybe I will.”

“Great.”

To say the room was stuffed with tension would be an understatement. You didn’t understand Shuri’s problem. She’d known of your interest in Nakia and had the means to connect you both, yet there had been no action taken on her part. 

“What, do you think I’m overstepping ‘cause she was your brother’s love?”

Your heart started to race. For some reason, you hoped this wasn’t an issue for Shuri. 

Surprisingly, Shuri gave a light chuckle. “Nah.”

You raised an eyebrow, expecting her to continue, only to receive silence. She turned to look at you. Her stare was the strongest it’d ever been, which said a lot. Shuri typically made vivid eye contact anyway. “I just rememberedI have a meeting to prepare for. Good night, Y/N.”

Since when does Shuri forget she has meetings?

You frowned. “Oh, okay. Good night. Get home safe.”

Figuring she didn’t want to stay because of the little argument you just had, you let it go. 

She thanked you and let herself out. 

~~

The next day during your lunch break, you went out to eat with Riri. She worked at the same company as you but in the tech division. You were discussing how your schedules were so hectic that at times lunch wasn’t a priority. You both vowed to change that as it was unhealthy and unfair.

“Like Nicki Minaj said, he can tell I ain’t missing no meals. That’s the energy I need to be on,” Riri declared.

“I know that’s right!”

Your conversation caught the attention of a woman who looked amused. You froze when you realized it was Nakia. She gave you a lovely smile. Did Shuri finally tell her about you?

She eventually looked away, paying attention on the line she occupied to either place her order or pick it up.

Your eyes widened as you looked at Riri. “Did you see that?”

“I did.”

“I have to talk to her. It’s my chance. Right?”

Riri twisted her lips to the side and slowly shrugged. “I mean, I guess.”

“It’s a sign,” You insisted in a more serious tone than you’d intended. 

“Okay,” she said, leaning back some.

You smiled at her, not wanting her to take your behavior wrong. “Wish me luck.”

Riri watched you amble to the line in hopes of landing Nakia’s attention once more. You were nervous but the smile Nakia had sent you was encouraging. 

“Hello,” You greeted, causing Nakia to lock eyes with you.

She smiled again. “Hi.”

“You’re Nakia, right?”

“Yes…and who are you?”

“I’m Shuri’s friend.”

Her demeanor relaxed. “Oh! Okay, that’s nice.” She quickly checked you out. “How are you?”

“Good, good, do you like the movies?”

There was a pause that almost made you want to sink into the floor. 

“As in going to the cinema? I do…one second, that’s my food.” She held up a finger and walked up to the counter to collect her order. You nodded and moved out the way so the next person could get on line. Nakia checked her bag to ensure her complete order was there. Satisfied, she walked over to you. “Okay, you were saying?”

“Would you like to go to the movies and have dinner this week?”

Nakia stared at you causing you to blush. 

“I’m sorry,” You said and walked away, accepting the situation. 

“Hey, wait.” You turned around to meet her eyes. “Which friend are you?”

“You mean, my name?” You asked, needing clarity. 

She nodded once and you told her. 

Nakia wore a half-smile. “I’m sorry, I can’t. But thank you.” She squeezed your shoulder. “You have a good one.”

You avoided eye contact with Riri when you returned to your booth. 

“You okay?” She said. 

You flipped your hand. “I’m a big girl. I can take rejection.”

Riri just looked at you with a sympathetic smile. 

“Shuri was right,” You realized, poking at your food. “She knew.”

“Knew what?”

“She knew Nakia would say no. I think she was actually trying to protect me. Not that I need protection, but to spare my feelings.” You shook your head with a dry laugh. “She was trying to tell me.”

“Trying to tell you what?” Riri tilted her head some.

Your shrug looked careless though the opposite was true. You definitely cared. “I guess that Nakia wasn’t interested.” 

Riri hummed and there were a few beats before she spoke again. “Y/N, this wasn’t really my place to say something, but you just look so sad right now…”

“I do?” 

“Like a little puppy…yeah, so I’mma say it. The reason Shuri didn’t want to set you up with Nakia is because she wants you. And she might’ve told Nakia.”

You furrowed your eyebrows. “…Did Shuri tell you this?”

“Yes, why do you think I introduced you?”

“Because we were both at your house?”

Riri laughed. “Man, you can be clueless sometimes. Not only that, Y/N. I was trying to hook y’all up! She hooked me up with my boo and I wanted to return the favor. Shuri acts like she’s in a relationship with that lab of hers. Plus, after everything she’s been through and still goes through, I wanted her to be happy.”

“And you picked me?”

“Yeah, Y/N. Not only are you beautiful, you would treat her right, and bring joy to her life. I know it ‘cause you bring it to mines.” She smiled. “I knew y’all would be good for each other. But then you started going on about Nakia.”

As you listened to Riri, you found yourself in awe. You recalled when you and Shuri first met. You’d found her attractive from the start. She was the kind of beauty that left people mesmerized.  But her looks were the least of it. The woman was badass. It was kind of intimidating. 

“This is crazy…did Shuri tell you this?”

“Yes, she’d seen you checking Nakia out and heard you calling her hot. It made her  back off.”

“She gave up that easy?”

“She’s sensitive like that.”

“Wow. Truthfully, I thought she only saw me as a friend. I didn’t think she was into me in that way.”

“She was and still is.”

“Was she hurt by my interest in Nakia?”

“I wouldn’t say hurt, but a little annoyed. I think you should talk to her for yourself. I mean, do you like Shuri?”

“I mean, yeah. She’s extraordinary yet down to earth and funny. And she’s obviously not bad on the eyes.”

“And rich. Very rich.”

You playfully rolled your eyes. “Since we’re being honest…I was insecure about her status. I just didn’t think I would fit in with her world. You see the shit they put Meghan Markle through?”

Riri laughed for a good several seconds. “Y/N.”

“I know, I know, it’s not completely the same, just the royal aspect. I’ll talk to her, though.”

“Good.” Riri smiled again. 

~~

“Y/N Y/LN is here,” The Griot alerted Shuri.

She quirked an eyebrow and upon hearing the doors part, and turned around to watch you enter her premises. 

“Hey, figured I’d pop on you next,” You said with a smile. 

Shuri matched your expression. “It’s only fair, right?”

You tried not to stare too hard. She was looking scrumptious—no cannibalism. And she wanted you. Or so Riri said.

“Did you have dinner yet?” You asked, ending the comfortable silence.

“No. I’m not really hungry yet. Why?” She folded her arms, studying you. “You must be hungry.”

“I am.” She didn’t know you were referring to her, though.

She laughed. “You can leave with me. My chef usually starts cooking around this time.” You watched her hungrily as she had The Griot clear the lab before you two left.

“So how are you?” She asked as you walked the home area of the palace. 

“Besides hungry? Good. And enlightened. Very enlightened.” Your eyes trailed her tall frame. She motioned for you to hurry up and continue. “I just learned some interesting information. I need to hear it from the horse’s mouth first.”

Shuri looked confused. “Are you talking about me?” Her confusion grew as you laughed. She playfully bumped into you. “Weirdo.”

You let her walk ahead of you and smacked her ass.

She gasped.  

“That’s what you get,” You replied.

“Oh, yeah?” She lifted you over her shoulder. 

You squealed at first and was about to command her to put you down until you thought better of it. “Is this my payback? Thanks for the lift.”

She dropped you on the couch in one of the rooms that contained floor to ceiling windows. You glared at her. “Hey!”

She chuckled at you and walked out the room. After a bit, you adjusted yourself and got up, taking in the gorgeous view.

“What enlightened you?”

Shuri suppressed her amusement as you jumped up at the sound of her voice. 

“You know I hate when you do that,” You complained. Although you enjoyed how she’d looked in the long-sleeved jumpsuit, she looked just as good in her sweats and T-shirt. And she smelled so fresh and clean as she sat next to you. 

You suddenly were feeling a little shy. Kind of like when you first talked to each other. Finding someone else attractive made it easier to engage with her. However, with the bust of the Nakia crush and the discovery of Shuri’s crush on you, she was the only person you found desirable now.

“Maybe you should pay better attention to your surroundings,” she suggested.

You shoved her arm without force, amusing her. “Do you want me to answer your question or not?”

“Sheesh…go on.”

“I saw Nakia today.”

You saw Shuri’s expression jump into a forced blank one. “Oh.”

“Mhm. I asked her out.”

“And?”

“It was a no-go.”

Shuri nodded knowingly. 

“You were right,” You said, laughing some. “She didn’t want me.”

Shuri looked at you.

“I should have listened,” You continued. 

“It’s her loss.”

You arched a brow. “Is it now? How so?”

She smirked. “You’re just fishing for compliments.”

“Compliments from you.”

You caught her off guard there.

She played with her hands, her legs opening and closing back and forth, the movement, making your legs press next to each other. She cracked a smile. “Y/N, if she can’t see that you’re special, then that’s on her.”

“Awww, Shuri.” 

“Let me check on the food.” She started to get up, but you stopped her, touching the soft skin of her toned arm. She didn’t protest. 

“Can I ask you something?” You asked close to her ear. 

You noticed her cheeks flame through her melanated skin. She nodded and glanced at you.

“Did you tell Nakia to reject me?”

You were unfazed as Shuri acted like your question was absurd. “What?” She laughed.

“No, Y/N, I did not.”

“Okay. Did you tell her you like me?”

Silence swallowed the room. You and Shuri held a staring contest.

“Did she tell you?” She finally spoke.

You shook your head no. “Riri did.”

Shuri sighed. She didn’t care to be found out like this, though she supposed she understood Riri’s rationale. 

“It’s not her fault. She said it wasn’t her place, but felt like I needed to know. And I agree.”

Shuri looked ahead of her. 

“Shuri, you can be honest with me.”

“What exactly did Riri tell you?”

You filled her in as she listened attentively. “Yes, it’s true. I thought we had potential,  but then you showed interest in Nakia. So I didn’t think you wanted anything beyond a friendship with me.”

“Wait ’til you hear my side. I was actually intimidated.” 

“Why?!”

“Shuri, you can’t act like you don’t know you intimidate people. Not with you being royalty and a genius and gorgeous…”

The smile on her face made you melt.

“You didn’t act intimidated at all,” She said. 

“I need my Oscar.” You both laughed. “I really was. I did think Nakia was a looker ‘cause she clearly is, but it was also a distraction or a cover, you could say.”

“Are you sure it was a cover? It seemed legit to me.” 

“Again, I need an Oscar. Or an Emmy.”

“You need Shuri,” she mumbled.

“What was that?” You tried not to smile. 

She smirked and got up, but instead of stopping her, you chased her. You started tickling her and she grabbed your hands in one hand, holding them over your head. “Shuri,” you protested.

“Yes, say my name.”

That produced a jolt in your nether regions. It was like honey running through your bits. Adding to the sensation was the look in her eyes. She almost looked turned on.

“I think you want me to be rough with you.”

Shuri grinned when your eyes closed. Your orbs displayed again when she led you against the wall. 

“Show off,” You jokingly scoffed. 

“Watch what you say…I already like the look of you tied up.”

“So you’re a freak-freak?”

Shuri just chuckled, but it sounded sultry. This woman was going to be the death of your body. “Wouldn’t you like to know?” She glared at you lustfully. Shuri eyed you like she wanted to do very inappropriate and explicit things with you. 

“Miss Udaku, the food is ready,” the chef announced.

You had to catch your breath as the Queen slowly released your hands. 

“Thank you, Diallo. Come on, Y/N, let’s eat.” 

Like nothing happened, she went into the kitchen and fixed a plate. You had to gather yourself for a moment. When you finally stepped into the kitchen, a smiling Shuri handed you a plate full of just the right amounts. Then she turned to make her own.

You headed to the table only for Shuri to stop you. Instead, she wanted to eat at the coffee table. The floor was already comfortable due to the majestic furry rug. Cushions for your bottoms were provided anyway. When this arrangement proved to be more intimate, you understood her decision.

For a while, you didn’t speak. The food was that good. It was doing a decent job of distracting you from your hormones.

“I don’t even need to ask if you like the food,” Shuri said laughingly, earning narrowed eyes from you.

“I do like it. It’s not like you cooked it.”  

You found yourself running as Shuri seemed ready to pounce.

“Child! You are a child!” She called. 

You ended up in her spacious, clean, captivating room. Take it in you could not  becauseshe launched you into her arms and tossed you on the bed.

“You think…you can…insult me…in my house?” She restrained your arms with one hand again, tickling you with the other. 

Maybe it was the tension between you, your attraction to her (that was mutual), or the eagerness for her to stop tickling you (despite you enjoying her hands on you), but you  bit her neck.

Shuri froze and you smiled to yourself. It worked for she ended her ministrations. 

“Did you just bite me?” She asked the obvious.

“And?”

She hid her face in your stomach but you’d caught her smile. She nuzzled your stomach before planting a lingering kiss on the middle of it. It felt natural. You refused to stop her and prayed she wouldn’t. 

She did, though.

You frowned and she mockingly cooed at you. She laid a kiss on your neck. “You see? This is how you treat skin.” She smiled at your laughter. 

“Show me again?” 

Heat. That’s what you two were providing.

Shuri leaned down, crushing your lips together. You immediately wrapped your hands along her back and sides. She gently licked your lip and you parted your mouth for her. A moan escaped you as she sucked your tongue. The kiss was eager, messy, and pussy-dripping. 

“I really like you, Shuri,” You said, caressing her nape. 

She looked straight into your eyes. A hope glimmered in them. “Are you sure? ‘Cause I’m nothing like Nakia.”

You smiled, bringing her into another kiss. “I know. I don’t want you to be. I just want you.”

She reached into your neck now, nuzzling. “I’ve wished for this.”

You tugged on her curls and she gave you a kiss that had you drenching your undergarments. From this day forward, you were hers. 

[11vr1]

Morning ⭒ Shuri Udaku

Synopsis › A brief look into a rare morning waking up with Queen Shuri. 

Pairing › Shuri x Singer! Fem Reader

Inspo › “Morning” - Teyana Taylor, Kehlani

Includes › Fluff, non-sexual nudity, non-sexual intimacy, they in love in love, tiny bit of insecurity, Shuri not taking care of herself, touch, skin to skin, they have good hygiene, reader is lazy, singer!reader

P.S. ›  I know the song is absolutely filthy and this is not but I’ve never written smut. Even this was a stretch for me. 

P.S.S. › This is the first fic I've ever posted. Pls, be nice to ya girl. She’s sensitive but loves any kind of feedback. Let me know how you feel about these two. They might become a little series.

You felt a warm pair of lips press tenderly against your skin, traveling along your arm, inching towards your sleeping face. The sun streamed in through the floor to ceiling windows, flooding the queen’s quarters with the white gold of its light. Shuri was always up and ready to greet the day before you. “Morning has arrived, sthandwa wami,” the raspy voice of your lover roused you from your rest. My love. 

“Tell it to go away,” you mumbled, shuffling underneath the satin sheets, finding warmth in her embrace. There was no place you’d rather be than in her arms. Behind closed doors, Shuri was yours and yours alone. Her title didn’t follow her here. During moments like this, she was simply a woman trying to wake her girlfriend. 

Shuri grazed the tips of her fingers across the flesh of your thigh. Her touch left a trail of fire in its wake. She slipped under the band of your lace panties, quickly pulling and letting it snap. The smirk spread was sly as you jerked slightly. “It's past time we got up. Besides, my arm is going numb.” 

“Ow! Fine. Fine. I'm awake.” Finally, you relinquished her arm from your capture, sighing long and deep at the loss of your pillow. The queen chuckled as she untangled the rest of your limbs with no help from your limp body.

“Griot?” Shuri spoke to the empty air. 

“Good morning, your majesty.”

The covers fell from her body, displaying the sculpted bronze planes of her bare back. You sat up to admire the view. All those years of agonizing pining were worth it, you thought. “What's on the schedule today?” 

The disembodied AI listed both yours and the queen’s agenda. You planned a relaxing, stress free day in the studio for yourself. The queen on the other hand was expected by the elders. 

It took everything in you to leave the comfort of Shuri’s enormous sized bed and make the cold trek to the bathroom. You turned on the shower, periodically checking its temp then stripped the little clothing you had on. “Are you going to join me?” you asked, leaning back to peer through the open door to see her staring at her kimoyo beads. “I thought I was the slow one.” The water from the rain drip head cascaded down the length of your body, effectively chasing away the rest of your drowsiness. 

Two tattooed arms draped around your shoulders. “I am here.” The stealth of the Panther often took you by surprise. The feeling of Shuri’s touch against yours was indescribable. Nothing could compare. You’d hardly noticed the soft beat of your shared playlist began to play. 

She took it upon herself to lather shea body wash across your skin, talking sweet nothings in your ear while christening you with chaste kisses along the way. “Do you have time for lunch today?” you leaned back to gaze into the depths of her onyx eyes, your own hopeful.

“I will make time.” 

“Griot, don’t let her forget.” 

“I won't, miss.” 

“You don’t trust me?” she teased, tilting your head further back, leaving suds across your cheek. 

You turned around to face her, eyebrow raised. “Hhayi.” No. Your response was straight forward, yet remained light hearted. She was working herself ragged these days, barely taking time to rest. More than once you found her in the lab, lids heavy, back hunched uncomfortably over her work station. “I know you too well to leave you be. You stand me up, I'm coming to snatch your ass.” The running water did nothing to drown out your shared laughter. She knew you meant it. 

You grabbed Shuri’s soap and washed her in return down the valley of her breasts to the toned abs of her torso. Each stroke carried your love. “I'm serious, though. Take a break sometime today,” you added. Caring for her was an honor. Bast knew she wouldn’t if it were solely up to her. 

The Panther ceased your motions by grasping your hand in her own. “I promise.” She closed the already small distance between you, brushing the tip of your nose, “I appreciate your concern for me. I don't deserve—” 

You promptly shushed her with your own lips. Her taste was irresistible, uniquely Shuri’s. No one in Wakanda could get away with interrupting the queen except you. “None of that. You deserve plenty.” 

Her arms snaked around your waist, feeling your natural contours, finding a place within the slope of your neck. Heady breaths stuck to the droplets dancing on your skin. She stilled to cherish this moment, already beginning to dread having to part. “I'm just blessed to have you.” 

“And I you.” You gave her one last peck on the cheek before turning the shower off. “You’re ntomb’am. While you’re going out there to save the world or whatever, I’ll be here for you.” My girl. 

“The legendary Black Panther’s protector,” she laughed, guiding you out of the stand-in. “It has a nice ring to it. My enemies will fear you.” She might’ve thought it was funny, but you couldn’t find the humor. Shuri was your intombi, your girl. What you wouldn’t give for the promise of more sunshine-flavored mornings like these.

[blacklesbothatlovestowrite]

F*ck my Girlfriend

Ririxblackfemreader, established shurixblackfemreader, ending shuririxblackfemreader

Warning: Smut, fingering, thigh riding, finger sucking, public sex, voyeurism

“She probably out fucking hoes. Why you act like you don’t know who you cuffed?” Gia snorts, pulling Y/n’s phone from her hands. “Let’s go out…. Stop sitting home looking pretty for no one while your girl out doing her.”

“You know she don’t like when I go out.” Y/n sighs, knowing Shuri would snatch her up real quick.

“Bitch! I’m about to slap the sense back into you! Stop letting this hoe play with you! You used to be out here doing you and now she got you at home looking stupid.” Gia snaps her fingers in y/n face.

Y/n looks to the phone in Gia’s hand in defeat. Had she really allowed herself to look that pathetic? Why was she even trying to make someone happy that didn’t even care to do the same for her?

“You know what, let’s go to that club you were talking about the other day.” Y/n states. She was going to have fun and fuck Shuri if she had a problem with it. She’d just had to suck it up as Y/n did.

“Yes!!!” Gia exclaims, clapping her hands together. “You better show tf out too, let everyone know you a baddie babe.”

(Y/n looks)

Y/n gets ready and takes selfies, as she listens to music that hypes her up to be on her bad bitch mood.

(Y/N outfit)

“Oooh! Bitch!” Gia shouts, recording Y/n with her phone. “Y/n on take somebody unclaimed bitch time!”

“Tell me my baby don’t look good!” Gia hyped up Y/n as she twirled for the camera. After Gia finished recording, she posted them on Y/n’s story.

As they were pre-gaming, Y/n’s phone was blowing up. Shuri was texting and calling but Y/n laughed it off. Fuck her! She ain’t wanna pick up the phone until she seen Y/n about to go out and do whatever.

“Bitch you better leave them beads.” Gia snapped, gesturing towards Y/n’s hand. She took the bracelet off and left it on the dresser before grabbing her clutch and heading out.

💕

The club was lit when they walked in. Everyone was having a good time, as Y/n and Gia walked in everyone’s eyes were on them. Y/n was very well known in their college town.

“Bitch… ain’t that Riri over there?” Gia exclaimed seeing Riri in a section with a girl sitting beside her. Riri’s eyes were on Y/n from the moment she entered the club, she leaned into the girl beside her and said something before waving her away.

“She just booted her bitch.” Gia laughs, watching as the girl mean mugged Y/n. Riri gestured for Y/n and Gia to come over and Y/n scoffed.

No bitch was going to summon her. If she wanted her, she had to come get her. Y/n walked to the bar with Gia and ordered some drinks.

As they chatted and swayed their hips to the music, several people came up trying to hit on her. None of them being her type or even remotely attractive enough for her to entertain them so she brushed them off.

Gia was approached by a fine ass man with locs and tats, and she let him lead her to the dance floor where she started showing out. Y/n was smiling as she watched her friend let loose.

“So you really made me come over here?” Riri says, standing beside Y/n in Gia’s spot.

“Do I look like a fucking pet?” Y/n rolled her eyes as she downed yet another drink that had been sent her way.

“You look like you could be my pet.” Riri retorts, her tongue running over her bottom lip as she gave Y/n the once over.

“Isn’t Shuri your friend?” Y/n asks, snorting at the disloyalty.

“Friend or not. If I see a fine ass woman like yourself not being treated right, I step in.” Riri smirks, running her hand along y/n’s hip.

“So you knew she was doing me bogus, is what you’re saying?” Y/n scoffs.

“Mamas, you knew she was doing you bogus.” Riri declares. “Now do you really want to spend the night worrying about someone that isn’t worrying about you? Or would you rather spend the night having someone’s attention solely on you.”

Y/n stated at Riri before downing another drink and taking her hand and leading her to the dance floor. She was going to have fun, she’d been on Fuck Shuri the whole way there. She wasn’t about to pussy out of doing her.

Girlfriend by Ruger starts playing and she lets the music wash over her as if it were fate it started playing.

Y/n started whining into Riri, her ass pressing into her core. Riri’s hands gripped her waist as she rolled her hips to match her rhythm.

“Can’t seem to take my eyes off you..” Riri sand in Y/n’s ear. “Especially your python move..”

As the song played, Y/n moved seductively to the beat before turning in Riri’s hold to whine to the floor while their eyes were locked.

A few songs played and Y/n whined, hip rolled and belly danced for Riri. Everyone’s eyes were stuck on the pair as they moved sensually as if they were fucking. It was so intimate, and sexual no one could look away.

Gia was beaming from her spot on the dance floor as she recorded Y/n and Riri. She posted it on her story and page and tagged Y/n, to rub it in Shuri’s face.

A while passed and Y/n felt bold, she grabbed Riri by her chin and kissed her.

Riri grabbed her by the throat and pulled her away from her lips.

“You want me to make you feel good?” Riri asks, her hand slightly squeezing y/n’s throat.

Y/n nodded her eyes filled with a lusty gaze as she stared at Riri who grinned.

“Let me hear you say you want me to make that pussy gush.” Riri demands, her eyes darkening as she waited.

Y/n’s mouth opened and closed as her clit twitched at Riri’s words. She definitely was into being submissive to someone that had that dominant energy.

Y/n stayed quiet as she stared at Riri, her eyes showing her defiance. She was not going to give in, she wanted to see how far she could push Riri.

“Ight bet. Since you wanna be stubborn, I’ll just go get another drink and chill.” Riri smirks, moving as if she were going to leave.

Y/n’s hand grasped her wrist in panic. She wanted her and Riri knew it. She decided to be obedient, at least for now.

“I want you to make my pussy gush, Daddy.” Y/n said, seductively. She felt a rush of excitement as Riri swallowed hard and pulled her in by the throat so their faces were touching and her lips moved against hers.

“Ask nicely.” Riri demands, her tone harsh.

“Please fuck me to sleep, Daddy.” Y/n corrects herself, blinking at Riri in impatience.

“There, now was that so hard?” Riri smiles, before release Y/n.

“Let’s go back to my section, mamas.” Riri guided her towards her section, ordered a bottle as she they sat. She pulled y/n into her lap, hiking her dress up and positioned her on her thigh so it aligned with her core.

“Fuck yourself on me, show me how much you want me.” Riri commanded, pulling Y/n’s hair so she had access to her neck.

As the bottle girl came over with the bottle, she took it while her lips were attached to y/n’s neck. She opened the bottle and put it to y/n’s lips as she watched her grind on her thigh.

“Drink it, while you make a mess on my thigh mamas.” Riri urged her. Y/n moaned out as Riri tilted the bottle and made her drink as she rode her thigh, sliding her soaking pussy along her.

“That’s it, mamas.” Riri groaned, as her panties flooded beneath her mini dress as the feel and sight of Y/n getting off on top of her. She played with her nipples through the tight white fabric, feeling her pussy throb as Y/n twitched and started to shake on top of her.

She pulled the bottle away, seeing she drank 1/4 of it and grinned as she saw a little bit of liquor and drool at the corner of her mouth. Riri pinched Y/n’s nipples as she threw her head back and moaned out as she came on her thigh.

Y/n breathed harshly as she felt her pussy gush on Riri’s thigh, she was gasping for breath as she felt her pussy ache for more.

“Good girl.” Riri cooed, turning Y/n in her lap so she could face her and she attacked her lips ferociously. She placed her hand to her core and felt just how wet she was, Y/n’s pussy was flooding and she made a sound in her throat at the feel of it.

“Please…” Y/n pleaded, she wanted Riri. She could give a fuck that they were in a club, or in an elevated section that was in view of everyone in the club. She needed Riri to make her pussy feel good.

“What do you want, mamas?” Riri asked, against her lips. Her hand still toying with her pussy, the smell of Y/n’s pussy filling her nose. She inhaled the scent, humming to herself.

“You!” Y/n gasped as Riri pressed against her clit, then pinched it. “Fuck! I..I.. want your fingers, fuck me p.. please…”

Riri felt empowered at Y/n’s begging, she instantly thrust two fingers into Y/n’s drenched pussy hearing the wet squelching sound even over the blasting music as she moved her fingers in and out at a fast pace.

Y/n wrapped her arms around Riri’s neck and buried her face into her shoulder crying out as Riri fucked her with her skillful fingers. Her pussy clenched as Riri curled her fingers upwards and hit that sweet spot over and over as Y/n clung to her making sinful sounds that had her pussy leaking onto her inner thighs.

“How does this feel, mamas?” Riri inquired, her fingers working Y/n over. “Do you like the way I’m fucking this juicy pussy?”

“Y..yessssss…” Y/n hissed out as Riri added a third finger, slamming her fingers into her. She didn’t care about the fact that it was obvious to anyone watching that she was being fucked.

“Hmm…” Riri hummed. As Y/n’s pussy clenched and she let out a plethora of expletives. She felt Y/n gush all over her fingers, her juices dripping down her fingers. “Look at the mess you made, mamas.”

Riri removed her fingers, clicking her tongue as she held them up for Y/n to suck. Y/n took them in her mouth without hesitation and sucked, her tongue licking at her juices and getting into the creases of her fingers.

“Fuck!” Riri swore. She watched as Y/n sucked her fingers as far as they could go in her mouth. “I’d love to see you suck my strap after I fuck you with it, mamas.”

Riri removed her fingers from Y/n’s mouth n’s gripped her hips. She was ready to take her back to her dorm and fuck the shit out of her. Before she could do anything, Y/n was snatched out of her hold.

Y/n was surprised, as she felt someone snatch her away from Riri. The hands were familiar, she was spun around and quickly realized just who had grabbed her. Even in the haze of her tipsiness she felt cautious.

“What. The. Fuck. Do. You. Think. You’re. Doing? Sthandwa?!?” Shuri growled, Y/n froze as she seen the anger on her girlfriends face.

“Exactly what you do.” Riri answered for her.

“Riri stay out of this before I forget that we were friends.” Shuri spit back, her eyes narrowed as she stared Y/n down. “Who do you think you’re playing with?”

Y/n swallowed as Shuri stared at her with barely contained rage.

“I’m just playing the game you started.” Y/n said, the liquor giving her courage. She was horny, and angry that Shuri had the audacity to ruin her fun. She wasn’t going to allow her to ruin her night, she didn’t owe Shuri an explanation as Shuri did as she pleased.

“I’ve never touched another woman.” Shuri snapped, her accent heavy.

“Stop fucking lying to me!” Y/n has had enough, she wasn’t going to keep allowing Shuri to play in her face. “You never answer my calls, my texts! You don’t even want me to come see you! I’ve seen you partying on my fyp more than I’ve seen you in person.”

“I may dance with women, I may even flirt but I’ve never touched another woman intimately while we’ve been together.” Shuri declined. She was breathing through her nose, trying to calm herself down.

“And that’s any better? Fucking having bitches grinding on you and throwing themselves at you as if you don’t have a whole girlfriend?” Y/n scoffed. “Don’t try that victim bullshit with me because I upped the ante on your trifling ass!”

“Y/n, don’t play with me!” Shuri demanded. Y/n pulled her dress back down, realizing it was still up.

“I’m not. I’d rather play with Riri.” Y/n taunted, looking up at Shuri in defiance.

Shuri grabbed Y/n by the neck, careful not to harm her as she was stronger with the powers of the herb and pulled her into her.

“Don’t ever in your life disrespect me like that!” Shuri scowled. She squeezed y/n’s throat slightly before looking towards Riri who looked concerned and aroused at the same time.

Shuri turned y/n in her arms, still holding her against her body.

“You liked touching what doesn’t belong to you? Hmm?” Shuri said, her hand gripping Y/n’s neck as she inhaled her scent. Her sense of smell was stronger and the smell of Y/n’s pussy was overpowering her anger in the moment. “Did you?!”

“Yes.” Riri muttered, shocked at how Shuri made her feel like she had to respond.

“How’d it feel? Y/n’s pussy is out of this world, no one compares so I know you must be overcome with thoughts of how to have her again.” Shuri taunted her. She ran her hands along Y/n’s curvaceous body, her lips sucking on Y/n’s spot.

“Exhilarating.” Riri admitted, feeling slightly confused at how submissive she was for Shuri. She’d been a dom fem for as long as she’d been gay.

“I bet you want to taste her sweet pussy, don’t you?” Shuri smirked, watching as Riri’s eyes dilated.

“Yes.” Riri answered honestly. At this point her panties were rendered useless. She locked eyes with Y/n who seemed to be even more effected than she was.

“Y/n do you want Riri to taste your sweet, delicious pussy?” Shuri asked, her words causin Y/n to moan out as the image appeared in her head.

“Yes, mama.” Y/n whimpered, any fight she had on her mind squashed instantly.

Shuri tightened her grip on Y/n’s neck and hip, and moved to whisper in her ear.

“Apologize for disrespecting me, then beg me to allow her to fuck you. To get you ready for me, sthandwa.” Shuri demanded.

Y/n’s wetness was leaking down her thighs at this point. She was so aroused she felt as if she could come from Shuri’s words alone.

“I’m sorry for disrespecting you, mama. I’m sorry for letting Riri touch me.” Y/n said, her tone pathetic as she tried to speak without stuttering. “Please let Riri get my pussy ready for you, mama. Please…”

“Hmm….” Shuri looked at Riri. “I guess she can, but she will not be strapping you. That is my pleasure and only mine!”

“Don’t ever forget it!” Shuri demanded. “I want to see just how willing Riri is to have my pussy.”

As she said ‘my pussy’ she cupped Y/n’s pussy over her dress and locked eyes with Riri.

“And do believe, you’ll be earning the privilege to make my pussy cum again. She is mine’s. If you want her, you have to earn it.” Shuri Deadpanned. “I will remind you of your place and if you take your punishment like a good girl, I’ll allow you to have my pussy again.”

“Let’s go.”

Let me know if you want me to make this a series 💕

[undercover-introvert]

Me thinking about how good Tish about to look when she put on that boxer weight

[prettykittycastle]

More

Summary: The reader needs one more from Shuri.

(The reader uses she/her pronouns. The ethnicity/race is preferably black.)

(Content Warning: pussy eating, fingering, multiple orgasms, squirting)

Translations:

Sweetheart - Isithandwa

Baby - Sthandwa

"Princess, Queen Ramonda and General Okoye are on their way to see your new inventions," Griot's voice continued to warn Shuri, the AI's voice loud and clear in the lab, but sadly this warning, like the ones before, remained unheard.

Besides Griot's voice, the sound of Shuri's moans of pleasure could be heard clearly. She tried to keep her voice down just in case someone was close to the top of the stairs leading into her lab, but the feel of your tongue running up and down her folds, slurping up her juices was too much for her. Leaning back against one of the desks, she tried to keep herself upright as she could feel another orgasm was coming up.

You knew you were running a very high risk of getting caught, but you didn't care. For the past few weeks, cutting close to a month, Shuri had been practically isolating herself in her lab, working on multiple projects. The most you two had done to each other lately was give a quick kiss on the lips or cheek in passing. Nothing else. You knew that Shuri would be planning on presenting one of her projects today and you knew how nervous she usually got before presenting, so you thought this would be a good opportunity to finally have at least a quickie, and you thought a good, quick orgasm could loosen her up a bit.

"(Y/N)," she whimpered, her voice giving out halfway through your name as her legs began to tremble. "(Y/N), we must-"

"Nooo," you whined, pulling away from her pussy to look up at her, your mouth covered in her slick and some of it running down your chin. Holding onto her thighs, you could feel how much they were trembling and knew that she was gonna cum anytime soon. "I want more."

In your defense, you did not think that you would end up getting pussy drunk off her and ended up being on your knees, making her cum back to back. But that was technically her fault for not touching you for nearly a month.

"Isithandwa, my mother will-" Shuri stopped, her eyes moving down to see you ignoring her and returning to her pussy, your tongue flicking at her clit fast, desperate for her cum. "Oh, Bast, yes," she moaned, her grip on the desk tightening.

"Princess, they are not that far," the AI continued to warn her.

"I heard you, Griot," she responded, her voice trembling in pleasure.

Letting go of one of her legs, you gently pushed a finger inside of her, her cum from the previous orgasms making it easy. You pushed your finger in, all the way to the knuckle, and couldn't help but moan at the way she squeezed her walls around you.

"So tight," you muttered, loving the way her juices began to run down your hand.

"Oh," she moaned, letting go of the desk and bringing her hand to the back of your head, pushing you back to her center. "Suck me, sthandwa," she demanded, her gorgeous face held a look of pleasure.

Without another word, you leaned forward and closed your lips around her already swollen and sensitive clit, sucking it into your mouth, your eyes rolling to the back of your head at how good she tasted on your tongue.

"Oh Bast," you heard her moan, her legs trembling harder, almost shaking.

You moaned against her clit, still sucking it, and pushed a second finger into her, her walls quickly welcoming it.

"Fuck," she cursed, her hips beginning to thrust forward against your mouth.

"Cum for me again," you demanded, not taking your mouth off of her and curled both of your fingers inside her.

"(Y/N)," she whimpered out, her head falling back as she finally came. She let out a moan so loud and hot that it echoed through the empty lab, and for a second you worried that she might have been too loud. You could feel her walls tightening even more around your fingers, refusing to let them go. You let out a gasp as she began creaming on your fingers, covering them in soft, sticky, whiteness. Separating from her, the moan that left your mouth at the sight of it was not of your control and the only thought that went through your mind was the word, More.

"Pleeease," you begged her, not giving her a chance to register what you were begging for, and started back thrusting your fingers in her, only this time faster.

"Ah, shit," She cursed, her legs trembling even more, her whole body still sensitive from her previous orgasms.

"Princess-"

"Griot, close off my lab," Shuri demanded the AI, her head still back and her eyes rolled to the back of her head. "(Y/N)-"

"Give it to me," you urged her, plunging your fingers faster and faster into her, smearing more of her cream onto your fingers. "Cum for again. Last one, I promise."

"Oh, I-I'm gonna-" she began stuttering, the hand that was on the back of your head began trying to push you away, but you wouldn't allow it.

Swatting it away, you leaned back in and sucked her clit back into your mouth, moaning around it. Changing the position of your hand, you fucked your fingers deeper and harder into her, hitting her in the spot that you knew would drive her over the edge.

"Oh, fuck," she moaned, and suddenly you felt liquid flooding your fingers. You quickly took them out, but kept your mouth on her clit, sucking her, and letting her splash your face freely. "(Y/N)! Oh Bast!" She screamed, her whole body jerking, her juices still splashing you and now leaking onto the lab floor.

That's my girl, you thought, pulling away from her clit and looking up at her. Her head was thrown all the back, eyes closed, and she was breathing heavily, but even after tasting her cum and her squirt, the absolute look of bliss on her face made you want to put your face back in her pussy. Despite you promising that that was the last orgasm for her, you most definitely would have went back to eating her if it wasn't for the fact that you knew Okoye and Queen Ramonda was waiting on her.

Placing a hand on one of her trembling legs, you quickly grabbed her attention and made her look down to see your wide eyes looking up at her with her juices dripping from your face.

"Sthandwa," she sighed, her whole body loose and tired, and still slightly jerking.

"Thanks, baby," you said, getting up off your knees and standing up, both of them sore from kneeling for so long. "I really wanted to taste you." You placed a soft kiss on her lips which quickly turned more sexual as she reciprocated and even pulled you close to her body, her hand returning back to the back of your head.

"Mm-Shuri," you tried to speak against her lips, but before you could get another word out, she had already entered her tongue in your mouth, tangling it with yours.

"Shur-" you tried to pull away and speak again, but she quickly pulled you back to her.

Still kissing, you placed your hand on her shoulder and tried to separate from her lips, the action bringing a hum of disapproval from her.

"Shuri, your mom," you reminded her, your lips now swollen and covered still in her juices.

"Oh, right," she nodded, her whole face still holding a look of bliss. "Griot!"

"Yes, princess?"

"Please send my mother a message informing her that I'll introduce my invention tomorrow."

"Yes, princess."

"Come here," she told you, pulling you back to her lips. You weren't expecting this but you weren't complaining, glad to have more of her.

[imagineandwrite]

Meetings and Things (Headcanon)

Have this while I write the other chapters of Obsession vs. Love

Shuri Udaku x College Student!Masculine!Fem!Reader Also Grumpy!Sunshine!Shuri x Slightly!Grumpy!Reader

Warnings: "Dominant" Reader (In a nonsexual way, there no smut), Riri is emotionally slow but give her a moment, mentions Ramonda's death (it literally just speeds past it), Reader is taller than Shuri, and Shuri has no decorum. Kinda hints that Reader is a player. Shuri is a loser and you cannot convince me otherwise. If you saw that scene of Okoye deciding to leave, no you didn't! She's in this and she is kinda like Shuri's personal warrior bodyguard thingy. Speaking of Okoye, she's a grumpy goofball. Reader is grumpy but is soft-spoken around Shuri

A/N: Initially, I was gonna do Domestic Headcanons, but then I got another idea... so... I made this. THIS IS NOT IN THE SAME UNIVERSE AS Obsession vs Love.

Inspired by @shinsousliya's Domestic!Wife!Shuri Headcanons

Meeting

Let's say Reader is Riri's roommate, and when Shuri sees you, she stares, hard. I mean she's looking you up and down, watching the way you turn to look at her when Riri mentions her presence.

And she's like- are they roommates or are they dating?

Riri doesn't notice the eye-fucking going on between you two. Too busy panicking about the Princess of Wakanda showing up after she built a Vibranium Detector

You can decide if Reader helped make the vibranium detector, or not. Either way, Reader didn't go with her because

"Somebody's gotta hold it down over here. You go cook some fish, don't bring me a plate."

When you see on the news about Ramonda's death, you get this tingly feeling that something ain't right. And then after a few days, Riri comes back and tells you what happened.

"Shuri said she'll come visit after she handle something. I think she likes you." Jeez, Riri I wonder what gave it away...

Someone (I think it was @inmyheadimobsessed) said that Shuri is a loser and can't pull shit. I feel she might flirt, but once you flirt back, she loses it.

When she finally visits, she has a whole plan for how she'll talk to you. Riri invites her in and tells her you're in the shower. Right after she says that you come out in a towel and her mind goes blank

"Oh-" You pause, halfway out of the bathroom, as you stare back at Shuri. She's trying so hard not to let her eyes wander, but it's getting harder by the second. "Ya girl finally decided to visit," Riri chuckles, patting Shuri's arm as she walks to her desk. It breaks the two of you from your staring contest, and you grab your clothes to change in the bathroom.

Did I mention how oblivious Riri is? Like you and Shuri could be | | this close to shoving your tongues down each other's throats, and she just burst in talking bout "Y'all want something to eat?"

I'M TRYNA EAT HER CAT! NOW LEAVE YOU THREE FEET LITTLE FUCKER!

Before Dating

Shuri can't look you in the eye to save her life. You're right there and her eyes are here. FAR AWAY FROM there

But I feel like her love language is touch, so she's constantly finding a way to touch you. So when you realize that, you start responding to the looks and touches

Your hand on the small of her back when walking, wrapping your arm around her shoulders or waist, when she sits next to you. Or holding hands while walking down the street.

Don't get me started on booths. You'll stick her on the inside and you on the outside. She'll slightly lean into you while Riri and MJ feel like they're third and fourth wheeling

DO NOT LET THERE BE NO MORE SEATS!

Cause Shuri is getting pulled into your lap, and you're leaning her back to lay across your chest with her head laying on your shoulder

It's the little things that she noticed you do for her and not others (others being your flings)

Like opening doors for her, ordering for her, fixing her outfit or hair, playing with her fingers

She's trying so hard not to look into it too much. What if you do this to other girls when she's in Wakanda? But then you give her those eyes, and she's turned to mush

Obviously, the dorms aren't that big, so Shuri can't spend the night without one of you sleeping on the floor

Riri kicks, and you and Shuri are too odd to ask if the other wants to sleep in the bed together

After some visits, Shuri offers to get y'all an apartment thingy and obviously you say no cause you're used to you doing the spoiling

"No, cause I can't afford to pay you back."

"No, Sthandwa Sami, I want to do this. You don't have to pay me back."

She ends up winning that argument when she gives you the pouty look.

I feel like that's when it really starts clicking for Riri and MJ is just like "You're just now realizing they like each other?"

Now you and Riri have your own apartment and sometimes if you're up early you can see the sunrise from your window

She calls you Sthandwa Sami, and after a while, you stopped asking her what it means and just asked Okoye. But she was no help.

"Where did you hear it from?" "Does that matter? Tell me what it means." "No, I assume Shuri called you that and I'm not going to ruin that."

So now you know it's gotta be a term of endearment cause if it was an insult then Okoye would've been laughing

Back to the apartment thing!

OBVIOUSLY! Shuri has a key so she can get in, and you are honestly questioning your decision on giving her one

A body flops on top of you, and it takes every ounce of strength to not groan from the elbow digging into your chest. There's a warm breath on your ear before a whisper, "Wake up, Sthandwa sami. The sunrise is pretty and I want you to see it." "You know what else is pretty?" You ask, voice cracking and slightly deeper with "Sleep."

You're both grumpy but everyone says you're grumpier.

Riri walks out of her room and sees you sitting at the island counter (more like slouching) and Shuri is going back and forth between cooking and checking on you

One time. ONE TIME! You called her "Pretty baby" and she flinched before covering her face. Cheesing so hard you knew her cheeks were hurting

You've come to the conclusion that Shuri needs attention. Like... If you don't look at me, I'm gonna sit on you so the only thing you can see is my face type need attention

You show another girl attention? She's squeezing between the two of you and smiling at you.

Shuri likes to take pictures of the two of you, mainly you but if it's both of you then she doesn't mind

Her home screen is a picture of you frosting a cake y'all made for her birthday

That's another thing! She loves cooking for you and really loves cooking with you

If you aren't cooking with her then you're wearing a "Chef's Offical Taster" apron and she'll come over with a spoon or fork of what she's cooking

"Good?" She asked, watching you chew and lick your lips in thought. After a moment, you sigh as you lean forward to kiss her hand in praise. "Can I get some more?" "Wait till the next taste test or until it's done," She said, softly smacking your hand away from the pan.

If you're accident-prone, like me, she's definitely constantly thinking of ways to prevent you from hurting yourself.

One time you almost fell on her but you caught yourself by slamming your hands on the wall next to her head. (hehehehehe) She was checking to make sure you're okay and then she looked up and your face was right there

She's convinced that was the biggest gay panic she ever had

Anyway!

She got a phone just so she could get your number (She also has Riri's, MJ's, and other friends' numbers)

But she mainly got it for you and now she'll randomly blow your phone up

Or, she's texting you random encouraging things

She'll offer to do your school work for you. Of course, she'll write the answers and stuff on a separate sheet of paper and have you copy it in your own words

You washed and twisted her hair and now she only lets you do her hair

I agree with @inmyheadimobsessed that Shuri is tender-headed as hell

I also agree that Shuri is funny as hell

DO NOT TAKE HER TO A SERIOUS EVENT

Say no to funerals, they can be buried without the Queen of Wakanda there. IN FACT! I'm sure they'll be fine without you there as well

Shuri is the prime example of "Fix your face"

If she's not giving someone the stank face, she's scrunching up to hide a laugh

For some fucking reason I can't get the idea of Shuri randomly running at you to see if you'll catch her

"Y/N!" "NO!" You shout, dropping your bag and holding your arms out to catch Shuri. She chuckled as you adjusted her in your arms so she clung koala-style to your front. "Why do you insist on pouncing at me?" You grumbled as you bent to grab your bag.

She's a menace and I don't just mean in a sexual way

She'll find something to pick on you for and then gets bent-out-of-shape when you clapback.

thing is YOU'RE NOT EVEN BEING MEAN you're just responding kindly

"How's the weather up there?" - Shuri grinning at you "Fine, it's not polluted with y'all musty armpits." - You shrugging your shoulders while playing a game

"Hi, Sasquatch!" - Shuri grinned, waving at you from her place on your couch. You chuckled softly as you tossed your bag on the floor in front of her, "Hi, Mr. Electric." "Who is that?" "Let's watch Sharkboy and Lavagirl." You said, chuckling at her disgruntled look.

Honestly, you aren't any better

Randomly coming up to her to stick your fingers on her forehead and sighing when all four of them fit with a little space left

Y'all ain't even dating yet and y'all act like a married couple

Funeral Bonus:

"Shuri when we get in here don't say or do shit. Just stand or sit there."

It was a simple order. Did she listen? No. Did she try? Yes, but when that one woman fell to the floor screaming, "WHY'D YOU LEAVE ME BABY?!"

And she knew that NO ONE there liked her, not even the dead person in the casket. She couldn't stop herself from simply stating the truth.

"You smell like moldy onions, and your baby daddy is your mother's husband."

Silence. Absolute silence and Shuri closed her eyes as her face scrunched up. Until the silence is broken by a snort. A heavy belly laugh echoed through the church, as your grandmother leaned into your mother. "SHE SAY- SHE- Wait a minute!"

"Baby daddy is her momma's husband?"

"This nigga said moldy onions."

Dating Headcanon

First time writing a headcanon, how'd I do?

Taglist: @rxcently, @kgao, @6-noir, @youralphawolf72, @naomis-daydream, @lppriceisright, @ddb667, @shuriislut, @ziayamikaelson, @sakurayuki8655-blog, @nooshytushie, @leekeeboo, @oracle-code, @k3nn3dyxo, @niyah1101, @aiden-presscott

[cafehyunji]

Moonlight

Description: You both have wants, needs and desires. But what will it take for you both to take on these emotions? (Semi proofread..?)

Content: dom!reader, Sub!shuri, fluff, smut, oral (shuri receiving), small amount of angst,

Translations: Sthandwa sami - My Love, Kumkanikazi - Queen, Intoni Ingxakhi - What's Wrong?, Sthandwa - Baby

A/N: Hey y'all! sorry about how long it took me to post this story, with dealing with family stuff, school work, and editing. I didn't have time to continue working on it, but now that I'm now kinda in a better place. here is the finished product!

Playlist: Spotify Apple Music Musi

When you see the symbol (*) play the third song on the playlist…

The wakandan city view in the moonlight always captivates you, the moon, and its light, shining brightly among everything in its path, showcasing the beauty of the semi-known country. Being the queen's lover, you have the pleasure of seeing a well-rumored beauty instead of hearing about it, seeing the aura that the city thrives from the love and joy of the people. 

You hear the door open and take notice of the time, noting that your partner has returned late once again. "hello my love" whispering from the dark and quiet atmosphere, still viewing the people passing by below you. "you’re late, again." Still staring at the faint, but the alive nightlife of the city below you. "I know, and I’m sorry." Coming over to the balcony where you’re slouched over the railing, you straighten yourself up and turn around to look at her.

"This is the fourth time Shuri." You gave her a look of disappointment and disapproval. “I know and I’m sorry,” Putting her hands on your waist, pecking you on the lips. “Let me make it up to you hm?” Moving to the neck. “Shuri, this isn’t how this works” Stopping her and walking back into the room adapting to the now comforting heat that your body missed while standing out in the brisk air. Most of the time when Shuri came back late, and tried to “make it up to you” it would end up in Shuri, making love to you, but you were tired of that. You wanted to be in control and you wanted to see her beg for you. You wanted her to mean what she said, and so. You did. 

••• 

After winding down and changing, you and Shuri haven’t spoken one word to each other. Only taking glances when either of you is not looking, you both gather into bed with Shuri trying to sleep, and you try to read away the situation at hand. While you read Shuri rolls over, and stares at you, “intoni ingxakni?” still looking at the book. “Nothing” Staring at you with now eyes filled with lust. “lies, what is it'' Finally flipping to a new page, “nothing, just thinking about something.” Biting her lip, roaming her hands anywhere she can on your body. You stop reading and pull her face close to yours. “What are you thinking about in that pretty little head of yours hm?” Kissing along her neck sloppily. “Fuck. I need you,” You look up at her what used to be her brown eyes, now filled with lust.

 “Please, my love. Touch me”. *

You close the gap with ease, kissing each other with passion. One is passion and lust, and the other is passion and raw love. You pull on the hem of her nightshirt, telling her to take it off. Once it is off you break the kiss and look her up and down, taking in every part of her before she crumbles right in front of you. You continue to kiss her neck, earning a slight moan and whimper from the girl. To say the least, you have never seen her like this; you have never seen her so fragile.

 You move down her body, making sure you kiss every spot on her body you can before latching onto one of her breasts, pulling her nipple into your mouth while fondling the other. This was enough to put her over the edge, but you didn’t care. After playing with her breast for a while, she began to become impatient. You listen to small whimpers turn into larger ones, “what is it Sthandwa?” “say it with your words my love.” Slightly smirking. Waiting for her to say something, “please fuck me. I cannot wait any longer.” You laugh at her cries of desperation to be touched. “So impatient of you kumkanikazi” You smirk, “we're just getting started.” You move your attention down her body, getting into her wetness and kissing her inner thigh slowly, softly making her squirm and quickly closing her legs. “open them.” Forcing her legs back open into their previous position. You moved back to her wetness, seeing a wet spot on her briefs. You started taking them off inch-by-inch slowly, making her suffer slightly longer. You get them off and throw them across the room and begin stroking her slit with your index. “all of this for me?” glancing up at her, and then back to the pool created between her folds. “Only you, sthandwa sami.” Smirking the question slightly. You move your finger and replace it with your tongue. Licking in between her folds causing her to moan. “Fuck” Elongating the word till there's nothing left to elongate. 

In collaboration with your tongue, you added a finger to the pool of her wetness. “Fuck, Y/n right there. Please.” Moaning into the feeling of your finger pulsating in and out of her. Adding in another finger, you feel Shuri’s walls clench around both of them “I-I’m coming, please d-don’t stop” Rolling her hips to the rhythm of your fingers, moving closer and closer to her edge. “That’s it baby, come for me. Come on my face for me.” You suck her clit harder than before, causing her to hit her edge. Her moans paint the room, like music to your ears as you continue to suck and lick on her sensitive clit, helping her ride her orgasm out.

©cafehyunji 2023

[solitaryearthperson]

For a while

Summary: Reader and Shuri share their first kiss.

(The reader is 18+ and uses they/them pronouns. The ethnicity/race is preferably black.)

"Too tight," I told her, wincing again as I felt Shuri make a slight pull on my edges as she started another braid. Sometimes we would go and get our hair braided at the royal salon, but times like this, we would do each other's hair as a way of bonding.

"Sorry," She said. "Now where were we?"

"Idris?" I asked, adjusting my seating on the floor, careful not to disturb Shuri's work.

"Mmm, no."

"No," I repeated in disbelief.

"No. Not for me."

When I felt that she had gotten to the end of the braid, I turned around and looked up at her in obvious disbelief. For the past few minutes, we've been going back and forth, asking each other about any celebrity crushes, and it seemed that each one I suggested, she turned down immediately.

"How can Idris not be for you? He's for everyone."

"Not. For. Me. Turn back around."

I turned back around and tried to think of another celebrity, while she began to braid another section of my hair.

"Rihanna?" I asked.

A burst of laughter erupted from her and I looked slightly over my shoulder to see her looking down at me with a big smile on her face.

"What? You can't not want Rihanna?"

"I'm sorry I don't. Keep your head forward."

Groaning, I turned my head forward, trying to think of another one. " Michael B. Jordan?"

"No," she laughed. "Absolutely not."

"Why not?"

"Why do you care so much about who I like?"

Her question made me quiet for a second as I didn’t know what to say. For a while, I’ve felt something for Shuri, but I can’t really tell if she felt something for me or not. Sometimes the way she looks at me makes me think she might do, but she’s never said anything to indicate it. She would sometimes look at me with an expression almost reminding me of adoration, but just as quickly it would come, it would quickly go. I thought maybe this game would tell me what she’s into, physically, but she’s literally rejected every single person I’ve picked.

“I just think it’s weird. Everyone has at least one celebrity crush.”

“What about you?” 

“What about me?”

“Who’s yours,” she asked me, finishing the braid. 

“Um,...Letitia Wright,” I told her. “She’s cute.”

I felt her fingers stop moving and she was quiet for a second and I wondered if she caught on to what I was doing. When she finally did speak, I could hear the suspicion in her voice. “Didn’t you say that you think she looks like me?”

I gulped nervously before replying, “Yeah.”

She was quiet again. I still didn’t feel her fingers moving anymore, and I could feel her gaze on the back of my head. I took the chance to turn around and look up at her and I found that she was looking down at me with that same look. It was always intense and whenever she did it, I would, like now, feel a small fluttering in my stomach. 

“Shuri, are you-” I was cut off by the soft feel of her lips landing on mine. She quickly pulled away, me and her both looking at each other in shock, but I quickly got over mine and pulled her back down to kiss me again. 

Kissing her felt like a thousand butterflies fluttering inside me and I could feel my heart pounding inside my chest, but it was the best feeling ever. When I felt her tongue move against my bottom lip, I let out a gasp and allowed hers to meet mine, moaning into her mouth. When we felt that we both needed some air, we pulled away from each other, but not before she gave another soft kiss on my lips, leaving them tingling.

She had the same intense look in her eyes, but this time it was different. 

“How long?” I asked her.

“How long, what?”

“How long have you liked me?”

A wide smile spread across her face and she ducked her head down shyly. “For a while.”

“How long is a while?” I asked her, sitting up on my knees and placing my hands on hers, making her smile harder.

“Since,” she picked up my hand and looked at me, then placed a kiss on the back of it. “Since we first met.”

“Really?” I asked, not believing her. She nodded her head and I couldn’t control the scoff that came out of my mouth. “Why didn’t you say anything?”

“I wasn’t sure if you felt the same, (Y/N). I didn’t want to ruin a friendship.” She placed her hand on my cheek, and leaned toward me to give me another kiss. My lips met hers halfway and even though the kiss was quick, it still brought the fluttering again.

“Now turn back around, so I can finish your hair,” She told me, laying a kiss on my cheek, before grabbing my shoulder, nudging me to sit back down on the floor.

Turning back around and turning my head forward, it didn’t take long to feel her fingers moving again in my hair, beginning to part another section of it. I lifted my hand up to my lips, remembering the feel of Shuri’s lips on mine and couldn’t control the smile that began to grow on my face.

[stvrdrops]

ball drop kiss ☆ | shuri x fem!reader

maybe spending some extra time at the lab for new year’s is a good thing after all if it means getting an invitation to spend some time with princess shuri.

warnings : just kissing and a shuri being handsy :)

word count : 2k+

note : so sorry about not uploading for a while! thank you though for allowing me to enter the new year with 300 followers!! that is so crazy to me but i love you all. hope you enjoy!! and also have a great 2023!! ( ´∀｀)

new year’s eve was a holiday you honestly didn’t care too much about. truthfully you saw it as a couple’s holiday more than anything due to that traditional new year’s kiss. that’s exactly why you didn’t care about it. not having anyone to kiss before the new year began made you a bit bitter. it had also convinced you that it was the reason why every year recently had been just awful. the only thing you had going for you currently was the internship you somehow landed in wakanda. being a budding scientist took up the majority of your time and a lot of your headspace. however, one little thing managed to slip past all the science, and her name was shuri.

“surely you are not spending the new year in this stuffy lab.” shuri teased as she walked past you to grab up some papers. she had spoken to you only a couple of times before so it surprised you that she was actually making conversation. in fact, it rendered you a speechless for a second due to your tiny crush.

“yet you are also here, so you must not find it that stuffy.” you teased back with a wide smile coming across your face.

she takes a second to admire your smile. she hadn’t seen you smile that often so it made her heart flutter more than normal. of course, you didn’t know her heart did that whenever she saw you.

“i have work to do.” shuri simply explains as she grabbed up the papers she needed and sits down on the table you’re working on.

“to me it seems as if your work is just to sit down.” you reply to her with an eyebrow raised. she laughed at the joke and you could feel yourself blushing from the realization that she found you funny. you had heard her laugh before and it held a similar effect, but this was way different. it was different because she had been laughing at something you said.

“actually my work is to incite you to spend new year’s eve with me.”

had she been serious?

“really? why me? i mean i’d love—like— to do that very much but i’m just curious.” you stumble over your words and can feel your face growing hot yet again, but this time from embarrassment. had this been any normal person you were crushing over you think you’d be more confident. the fact she was a princess, two years your senior, and a scientist that you admired didn’t help your case at all.

“yes really. to be honest, we both seem to be lonely for the holiday. so why not ask? we can just go back to my room and watch the ball drop.”

for some reason you felt hesitant. she wasn’t wrong with you being lonely for the holiday but that didn’t bother you too much. you were just worried she’d find you annoying or you’d stumble over your words yet again. what if you made one wrong move and she decided you weren’t someone she wanted to spend time with anymore? the what ifs were beginning to drive you crazy as you sat there with your eyes on the blueprints you just created.

“i have champagne.”

damn.

“sure, do you wanna head out now?” you respond to her, finally looking up to see a wide smile on her face. she looked so cute when she smiled so far away from you, but now that it was up close it was like a whole different kind of cute. a much more intense cute if you had to describe it.

“yeah. my room isn’t too far off from the lab actually. y’know, since i’m always either here or there.” she grabs your hand and pulls you up from the chair. you yelp a little from the contact and your eyes queen. “are you okay?”

“yeah, just wasn’t expecting you to be so strong.” you say in surprise of her strength. her arms were toned but shuri was so slender that you never imagined her being that strong:

“i guess i should say when i’m not in the lab or in my room i’m in the gym.” she chuckles as she speaks. you realized she was still holding onto your hand and goosebumps went all over your body. you needed to get a grip. it was unlike you to become a puddle in someone’s arms, or hand in this case. “let’s get going.”

small conversation was made as you walked with shuri. she asked you what it was like being an american in wakanda. you explained to her that if there was a choice between staying here forever or going home then you’d choose wakanda. her face beamed when you answered that question: she was quizzing you and you hadn’t even realized it. her many other questions consisted of what college was like before you came to wakanda, what your favorite color is, the best inventor to ever exist in your eyes, and if you thought she was smarter than tony stark. of course your answer was her. she seemed to like that due to her smile and little squeeze she gave to your hand. at some point both of you had been walking slowly through the halls as if to spend more time talking.

“this is my room.” shuri said as she opened the doors. you gasped at the sight that laid in front of you. this was probably the largest room you’d ever seen. i mean, it was definitely fit for a princess. your room had just been in a tiny bungalow near the village. while it was quaint and you loved it, it was nothing compared to this.

you stepped in after her, admiring the wall in front of you that was completely covered in glass. the view of the city looked amazing from here and it made you fall a little more in love with wakanda which you didn’t think was possible. her room had tiled floors but they were apparently heated, which she explained to you on the way to her room. she had a large desk with inventions, notes, and computers all over it in the corner of her bedroom. a tv was on the other side of her room with a large couch surrounding it. her bed was quite large and had drapes coming down from the ceiling. if you were being honest your mind went to having sex on a bed that fancy. you had to shake your head a little to get the thought out.

you didn’t even realize shuri had been pouring you a glass of champagne before she handed it to you.

“thank you.”

“my pleasure.” she said back while turning on her large tv. the channel had already been on the news which made you think she must spend a lot of her time watching abc or any kind of news really. it said it was 11:55 pm in the corner of the tv which made you realize there wasn't much time for small talk.

you sit down on the couch after she does. a cushion separates the both of you as you begin sipping on the best champagne you’ve ever tasted. normally you don’t like alcohol but something about this just tasted right.

shuri had also been sipping on hers but you would catch her looking over at you every couple seconds. there hadn’t been an awkward silence due to the tv playing the voices of the anchors and special guests, but you two just weren’t talking. you were scared to say something dumb and shuri was scared she’d make you uncomfortable.

“so–” you both say in unison, which causes you both to laugh.

“you go first.” you say to shuri, to which she nods and sets her glass down on the table. the time reads 11:58 now.

“how do you usually spend new year’s eve?” she asks.

“i usually don’t spend it any kind of way. for some reason i view it as a coupleish holiday.”

shuri raises her eyebrow, “i can understand why.”

“my friends just say i’m bitter because i’ve never had a kiss on new year’s eve.” shuri looks shocked as you speak to her. you pick up on the confused look and laugh, “what’s wrong?”

“never? i mean you’re really pretty. i wouldn’t be surprised if you had done it only once or twice but never sounds unrealistic.”

“it’s true.” you say while shrugging your shoulders and setting your own wine glass down.

you can feel the couch shifting as shuri begins to get closer to you. your thighs are touching hers as she faces you. her face is placed in her hand as she rests her elbow on the back of the couch. your breathing hitches and she picks up on that. her hands can’t help but find your waist. you let them roam under your cropped shirt. working in the lab so late meant you only had comfy clothes on. one of her hands strayed away from your waist to tug a little at the string on your sweatpants. they rested low and shuri couldn’t help but look at your exposed torso when you two had been walking towards her room. she’d been keeping her eye on you for a long time without you even picking up on it. she often asked those who you worked with what your name was or tiny things about you. shuri had just been waiting for the right moment to pounce. your cute face and shyness about you made her want you even more.

the clock now reads 11:59 in the tiny corner.

“do you want a new year’s kiss?” shuri asks with a sly smile spreading across her face. her fingernails dig a little into your bare skin. you gasp and close your eyes for a split second from the contact.

“it would be wrong of me to say no if it’s coming from you.” you whisper out back to her after you’ve gained a little of your composure back. she quickly pulls you onto her lap so that you’re facing towards her and away from the tv. her strength yet again catches you by surprise. shuri was just full of surprises when you really thought about it. you didn’t even care that there was a slight chance this was just a “i’m lonely, you’re lonely sort of thing.” all you cared about was getting her hands to explore all under your shirt, and thats exactly what she began to do.

the sounds of the tv were quickly drowned out as the seconds began to increase. you couldn’t help but giggle whenever her fingers tickled you somewhere sensitive or gasp a little when she pinched. shuri was very handsy and she had been enjoying every little bit of this. her longing for this moment had been long overdue and she was happy to finally get this out of her system. however, shuri knew very quickly that she could very well become addicted to you. you smelled of vanilla and that was something she adored. your curly hair frames your face so perfectly and your glasses steaming up was hot as hell to her, even if embarrassing for you.

“5!”

shuri begins kissing on your neck ever so tenderly.

“4!”

you moan ever so slightly.

“3!”

she’s kissing higher up now.

“2!”

she’s teasing you now as she puts kisses all near your lips.

“1!”

there it is.

“happy new year!”

she kisses you as her hands grip your waist violently. the kiss is passionate and tender despite how badly she’s trying to get you as close as possible to her. it felt like all this pent up energy you didn’t know existed between the two of you was finally being let go into the air and being left in the old year. her tongue managed to slip in after the first few minutes and you enjoyed it. she tasted like champagne and you thought you probably tasted the same. you two wouldn’t even pull away for air. every time you tried to pull away she would bite on your bottom lip shooting a feeling of pleasure all over your body. you never even knew you were into that before. this was probably the best kiss you’ve ever had. you even moaned a little in anguish as shuri finally pulled away. her eyes were blown even though you could barely see due to how dark they were. you were sure your face was a little blushed from it all.

“what a way to start the new year.” she whispered out as laughter followed from the both of you.

“yeah i guess you could say that.”

“i wanna start the next year like this too with you.” she winks and your jaw drops.

oh bast, what have you gotten yourself into?

[saturnville]

the marvel cinematic universe.

all pieces related to marvel's cinematic universe.

𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝, 𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫. in which two lovesick teens revel in one another.

𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠. nwh spoilers! an interaction between tom!peter and his s/o leo.

𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩. andrew!peter visits his s/o after a long night.

𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞. andrew!peter asks his s/o to be the muse for his photography.

𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡. andrew!peter asks his s/o to relax with him. 18+ nsfw content.

𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. andrew!peter decides to take the advice of the wiser version of himself.

𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, pt 2. andrew!peter realizes he’s in love with mariah joy.

𝟒𝟎 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐧 𝟒𝟎 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬, 𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐢 𝐮𝐝𝐚𝐤𝐮. a malicious cat-and-mouse game that goes on for 40 days and 40 nights.

𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧, 𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐢 𝐮𝐝𝐚𝐤𝐮.

𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬, 𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐢 𝐮𝐝𝐚𝐤𝐮. in which they finally see each other after time apart.

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Prompt Request: Hey, could u do smut 7 with Shuri? Thank u! 

Prompt Request: Hellooo ꉂ(ˊᗜˋ*)♡ Can u do 7 from the smut prompts lists with Shuri? ALSO I REALLY LOVE UR WRITTINGSSS AAAAA, U DID A REALLY GOODD JOBB ON UR WRITTINGSS ♡ I hopee u have a greatt dayyy, and take caree

Smut #7: “I wanna fuck you right against the glass so everyone can see how good you take it”

You flipped through the papers in front of you with a slight scowl as Shuri was explaining the sequence to you again. Something about it just wasn't clicking on your brain, giving you a hard time. 

"Baby can I just skip this one? It's harder than I expected it to be." You whined in frustration as she let a laugh rock her frame. She moved a couple of spheres before looking over at you to see your attention was on the papers in front of you. 

"I just showed you and you weren't even paying attention." She joked and you gave her your best puppy dog eyes. "I'm sorry your highness. Can you ever forgive me?" She gave a small smirk as she shrugged her shoulders. 

"Don't know. You don't seem like you deserve my forgiveness." You began to pout as she grabbed hold of your waist. "You weren't paying attention when I was trying to help you." You frowned knowing she did attempt to help you but you didn't want to pay attention. You didn't say anything before she pulled you to the glass in her lab. You could see the rest of the lab down below and it never ceased to amaze you. Without warning she pressed up against you, pushing you closer to the glass. 

"Griot. Lock down the upper part of the lab. No one gets in or out until I say so." She said and you shivered as her breath fanned over your ear.

"Yes Princess." Her hand started traveling down your body and you were glad you wore a dress today. Her skilled hands undid your lab coat revealing the black dress underneath, stopping mid thigh.

"Shuri what are you-" She peppered soft kisses along your shoulder cutting off your sentence as she moved to lift your dress over your ass.

“I wanna fuck you right against the glass so everyone can see how good you take it.” You could practically hear the smirk on her lips as she slid your panties to the side to toy with your folds. She purposely avoided touching your clit and you wiggled in annoyance until her hand came up to grab your throat. "You don't listen when I try to help you and you're the one mad? Absolutely not princess. You don't get to be mad." Her voice was enough for you to moan out softly as her fingers grazed over your clit. Bucking into her as she drew circles into your skin before pushing a finger inside you. You groped to grab onto something for support but all you could do was push into the glass in front of you. She held you to make sure you stayed bent over as her finger slid in and out of you. "You look so pretty like this sthandwa. So fucking pretty."

You found yourself pushing back to fuck yourself on her finger when she added a second one. Her speed increased and the glass in front of you started to fog up. "What would the others think if they saw you like this? All they have to do is look up. Then they'll see you fucking yourself on my hand." Cocky little shit. Your eyes fluttered closed when her thumb started rubbing circles on your clit. Your knees shook a little and sweat started to form on your forehead. You clenched down on her fingers causing her to groan into your ear. 

"Just like that. Are you going to cum for me?" She lightly bit down on your ear as you put more force into fucking her hand. Her hand sped up and you clenched your thighs together. "Cum for me pretty girl. That's it." Her words pushed you over the edge and you found yourself coming undone all over her hand. She fucked you through your orgasm before pulling you back into her. "Open." Your lips parted as her fingers slipped in your mouth giving you a taste of yourself. "Pull yourself together sthandwa." She grinned as she pulled your panties and dress down. Hiding your panties in her pocket you buttoned the lab coat with a playful scowl. You went up to kiss her and she leaned into you. 

"I love you." You mumbled against her lips as she held you. 

"I love you too princess. Griot allow access to the upper part of the lab." She said aloud before pecking your lips again. The door opened to reveal Okoye with an annoyed expression on her features. 

"About time! We have things to discuss with the queen." The two of you nodded before her attention went to the glass. "Also Princess get someone to clean your window. It's all smudged. Not a good look."

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The Wrong Paper (Part 4)

AN: This just keeps going on and on! Thank you for the love xx.

Part 3 Part 2 Part 1

Shuri let you play whatever music you wanted as she drove into the city. She would even sing along to some of the songs. This side of her was rare. She seemed calm and positive. The Shuri you’d come to know had seemed frustrated, overwhelmed, and paranoid. Not to mention her hallucination episode. Panty-gate was real. It wouldn’t be farfetched to say you were driving her crazy. There was also her marriage.  

All of that motivated you to kind of back off. You’d be lying though if you’d said you hadn’t missed her too. Her kisses had made you feel like you were suspended in the air. And her touch was cosmic. Also, she was a passionate lecturer. She cared about her students and lit up when they took an interest in the lessons. 

The newness of the museum made it exciting. Everything looked shiny, polished, and put-together. The service was also on point. You and Shuri took photos of art that stood out to you. Shuri encouraged you to pose in some of the shots, too, and you returned the favor. 

By the time you left, it was raining outside. Shuri purchased an umbrella off the street and held it over your heads as you both hurried to a nearby restaurant. 

“Get whatever you want,” Shuri said, looking at her own menu. 

“Don’t say that, I’ll order half the menu.” 

At that, Shuri looked up at you with a smile. “So you’re a woman with an appetite.”

You matched her expression. “Only for good food.” This resulted into the topic of your favorite and least favorite foods. 

“She’ll have half the menu,” Shuri told the waiter. 

Your mouth opened in shock. “Very funny.”

“You weren’t serious?” 

“No!” 

You gave the waiter who looked entertained your order. When the waiter left having took both of your orders, you addressed Shuri with a shit-eating smile. “What was that?”

She smirked. “It’s not a problem if you wanted half the menu, Y/N.”

“Why’d you have to put me on the spot like that?”

She just laughed.

“This menu is pages long…” You added. 

“I see it.”

Three hours later you were yawning, to which Shuri said, “let’s get you home.” The long day and itis kicked in. She reclined the passenger’s chair so you could rest more comfortably. 

“Wake up, pretty.” Shuri lightly shook you. It was only when she squeezed your nose that you budged. This earned her a protest and glare. Groaning, you stretched and got out of the car. Shuri followed you to your door. “Did you have fun?”

You hummed in the affirmative, unlocking your door. “Thank you, Shuri. Did you?”

She smiled. “Definitely. I’m glad you came.”

“Don’t let wifey hear you say that.”

“You had to kill the vibe.”

You shrugged and looked at her with an “it is what it is” expression. Her mood turned sullen but that didn’t stop her from hugging you. “Good night, entle.” Her embrace was long and comforting. When it ceased, she looked at you deeply. It was like she wanted to say something or do something more. It was sexy, no doubt, but you knew she wouldn’t dare. 

“Go to your car, girl,” You said, playfully pushing her. 

When you went inside, you hopped in the shower, trying to work off the arousal you just experienced. Shuri had these moments where you sensed she wanted to be bold. Those eyes suggested that she wanted to take you. You were positive that if she hadn’t had a wife she would have tried to come inside your home and fuck you expeditiously. 

You didn’t understand her limitations of kissing on you, letting you know that you were affecting her, and now taking you out. She might as well go all the way and get it out of her system. 

Will you wait for me? 

Why did that turn you on? 

~~

You observed that Shuri got her bounce back in the classroom. She was in a good mood during the lesson, which you couldn’t deny was nice to see. She wore this suit that fit her nicely, like it was custom-made—most likely that was the case. She looked so elegant and pretty yet had some masculine tendencies, like how she unabashedly sat with her legs open. 

You noticed quite a few of the girls and women in the class watching her like a hawk. One day you would have to ask Shuri what it was like to stand in front of people every day who had hungry eyes when they looked at you. 

“Okay, now for some exciting news,” the Wakandan professor said. “We will be launching Design clubs, which means you’ll have extra time to work on projects with each other or anyone in your network. I have sign-up sheets for your area of interest…” She went over the details and then arranged it so one row at a time could come up and sign their name.

It all sounded interesting and you knew this would boost your resume and portfolio. When it was your turn, you noticed Shuri smile at you before returning her attention to a student who she was conversing with. 

“Miss Y/L/N,” she called as you proceeded up the aisle to return to your seat. You turned around to look at her inquisitively. She motioned for you to come over to her. “You only put down for one day?” You just looked at her and she continued. “I was hoping you’d be one of the ambassadors.”

“Down the line,” You said honestly. 

She frowned. “This is a big opportunity, Y/N.” 

“I know. Can I ease into it first?”

She looked at you searchingly and nodded. “Of course. I already know you’re going to do amazing.” 

For the rest of the period, Shuri allowed you all to begin to exchange ideas and plans for the clubs. 

Scotty was right there waiting for you patiently as you packed your things. Since you’d been conversing with one of your classmates, you’d gotten a little held up. You started speeding up your ministrations. 

“Take your time, love, ” Scotty said to you. 

You smiled at her and she smiled back. The two of you cutely averted your eyes. Your gaze landed on a brooding Shuri. You furrowed your eyebrows as if silently asking her what’s wrong.

“You okay, professor?” You spoke up.

Scotty followed your gaze, turning her head. You raised your eyebrows with a shit-eating smile when Shuri ignored you. 

“Come on, Scotty, let’s go,” You said a touch louder than necessary. “The pettiness is real.” You heard Scotty let out this surprised little giggle as she walked with you out of the classroom. “Am I lying?”

“No, you’re not lying. That was petty,” Scotty agreed. “I know she heard you.”

“It’s okay, though.” 

“She probably did that ‘cause I was there. I don’t think she likes me much.”

You looked at Scotty, a little taken aback, but not showing it. “Really?” She looked back at you, nodding. “What makes you say that?” 

Scotty chuckled. “Just a hunch.”

You stopped walking and she did the same. You eyed her closely. “She hasn’t said anything to you, has she?”

She shook her head no. “Just mean-mugged me in the cafe.” 

“Wow. For no reason?”

“For no reason. I don’t even know her.”

“I’m sorry, Scotty. You don’t deserve that.”

“No, it’s okay. I don’t care.” She laughed some, spreading out the pockets on either side of her jacket with her hands. 

“You let me know if she says something to you or gives you another look, okay? I mean it, Scotty.”

She gave you her word and the two of you continued on your path. You stopped for lunch and then went to her house where she cared for her mother. After she tended to her mother, who was a kind woman, she joined you in her own room, where you both laid on your backs on her bed, listening to Kendrick Lamar in your ear buds. 

The music was interrupted when your phone notified you that you were receiving an incoming call. “Shit,” you hissed, seeing Shuri’s name pop on the screen. You ended the call and looked at Scotty who was relaxed and staring at you. 

“Everything okay?” She asked. 

“Uh-huh!” You chirped and your phone started ringing and vibrating again.

“You can answer it, it’s okay,” Scotty assured you. 

You nodded. “Let me just see what she wants. Can you put a movie on?”

She agreed and was about to ask which movie you wanted to see but stopped when you answered your phone. 

“What were you going to say?” You asked your companion, putting your phone down. When she somewhat shyly stated her question, you smiled and told her to surprise you. You put your phone to your ear. “Hello?”

“Y/N, how are you?” Shuri said.

“Good, you?” You said dryly.

“Fine. I’m sorry I didn’t answer your question earlier when you were trying to see if I was okay. That was rude of me.”

“It was.”

“Do you forgive me?”

You hadn’t expected that part. 

“I don’t know. What’s with you giving innocent people dirty looks?”

“…Huh? What are you talking about, Y/N?”

Scotty who’d been scanning content on Hulu looked at you with her mouth ajar. You winked at her. 

“My friend Scotty. You’ve been giving her stank looks?” 

“Y/N, it’s okay…” Scotty said, trying to stop you. You shook your head. 

The other end of the line was quiet for what felt like a while.

“Hello?” You pressed. 

“I didn’t mean anything by it,” Shuri finally said. “Since you brought her up, let me ask you this.” She paused. “Is she the reason you don’t want to take advantage of the Design club?”

You twisted your face. “What do you mean?”

“I am asking if you’d rather lallygag with her every day instead of do something productive towards your future.”

Scotty suddenly looked protective, watching your reaction. You were baffled to say the least. “What’d she say?”

You smiled at her and told her you’d be back. She got up to follow you. “No, please, stay there. It’ll only take a minute.” She huffed but complied, calling out a “wait!” and giving you her jacket in case you got cold outside.

“Y/N?” Shuri called as you hadn’t said anything.

“I’m here. Where do you get off saying that to me? Have you lost your mind?”

“It’s a simple question, entle.”

“No, it’s not! You were taking shots, implying that I don’t care about my future—which couldn’t be more false—and then accusing my friend of being a bad influence!”

The line was still quiet, though you didn’t mind continuing anyway. “For why, though? You don’t know what we do, how we spend our time when we’re together and newsflash, your little club is not my only option. Stop being petty and jealous, it’s not a good look on you, and leave Scotty out of it. She doesn’t bother anyone.”

Shuri spoke after another pause, unsure if you were done sticking it to her. “I’m sorry I care about you and your choices, sthandwa.”

“Well, you need a better way to show it! Knowing you, you probably created this club as a way to…you know what? Never mind. It ain’t even worth it.” 

“No, continue. Say what you were going to say, pretty.”

It was annoying how calm she was being and using all these pet names. “No, just forget it. I said what I had to say. Leave Scotty out of it.”

“You keep talking about Scotty, but I want to talk about you…what were you going to say?”

Knowing she wasn’t going to let it go, you exhaled. “Knowing you, you just want me to be in this club so it can cut my time with her.”

“Mmm.” You tried to ignore how sultry that sounded. “So in other words, so I can have you all to myself.”

“Yes,” you grumbled.

“Well, it’s not just you in this club,” she sounded amused. “However, yes, I do like that it would give us more time together. Any Y/N time is good.”

“I’m not doing this with you.”

“Call me when you’re ready, so I can make it up to you.”

“Whatever, Shuri.” 

When you returned to Scotty’s room, her eyes glued to you. 

“Hey,” you said, offering a light smile. 

“Hey,” she repeated.

“I’m sorry about that. I had to set her straight.” You sat next to her and she looked engrossed in thoughts. “You alright, love?”

She nodded lightly.

“I can tell you have something on your mind. Say it.”

She pressed her lips together inwardly before looking at you. “Are you seeing Professor Shuri?” 

Part 5

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Attention Shuri Writers!!!!

shuri doesn’t have an official birthday?! or at least i can’t find one. marvel needs to fix this or we do.

i need the astrology bitches to rise up and start calculating some constellations!!

the fandom needs to come up with an agreed upon date asap!!!

[undercover-introvert]

Me writing fics that i never plan to let see the light of day