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solitaryearthperson · 8 months

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A Misunderstanding

Summary: Bruce thinks the reader fears him when it's quite the opposite.

(The reader is gender-neutral and uses they/them pronouns. The ethnicity/race is preferably a person of color.)

"Where's (Y/N)," Bruce asked, his eyes not lifting up from the beaker in front of him as he continued to pour more chemicals in.

"They're getting us coffee. Be here any minute," Tony replied, sitting in a seat not far away from Bruce's table, but still on his side of the lab, casually picking up a vial to play with.

"They're our assistant, not servant," Bruce told him, lifting his gaze and instantly furrowing his brow at seeing the vial in Tony's hands. "Put that back, please."

"I'll put it back, when I have my coffee," Tony told him, to which Bruce rolled his eyes, expecting Tony to be his usual difficult self, even when it's early in the morning.

The sound of the lab doors opening made both geniuses turn to see you entering, holding in both hands, cups of coffee, each one specifically made for them both. "Brought the coffee you wanted."

As Tony quickly grabbed his coffee, offering a quick 'thank you' before putting the vial back in its place, Bruce watched you carefully. He had a suspicion about you from the moment you began working in the lab with them and he wanted to confirm it to Tony.

"Hey (Y/N)," he said, watching your face and examining your body language closely. The second your name came out of his mouth, your body slightly jumped. He darted his eyes over to Tony to see if he was watching, and was quickly satisfied to find that he was.

"Could you just sit mine down, please?" He pointed to a far spot on the table.

He noticed the big gulp you made before nodding your head and making your way to his table and sitting down the coffee cup.

He pretended to pay close attention to the beaker, but really he slightly moved his eyes to your hand as you sat the coffee down and noticed the third sign that his suspicions about you were correct. Even though you tried to hide it, he could clearly see your hand slightly trembling. The fourth sign was revealed to him at the same time as he noticed that the hair on your arm was raised, as if in alarm. Every single time, he thought.

"Hey (Y/N), could you go upstairs, and tell Cap to come down here," Tony asked you, opening a drawer in his desk. "I wanna test something on his shield."

"Sure thing, Mr. Stark," You said, before leaving to do as directed, and Bruce couldn't help but notice the way you left was very quickly, almost as if you were hurrying out to get away from him.

When the sound of the lab doors closing behind you was heard that's when Bruce decided to speak up.

"You saw it, right," He asked Tony.

"Saw what?"

"Literally everything they just did," Bruce said, taking off his glasses and placing them on the table before walking over to Tony's side of the lab, and leaned against his desk. "The jumping, trembling, and even the way they hurried out of here just now."

"What does any of that mean, exactly?"

Sighing, Bruce rubbed the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes, already knowing this might be difficult to speak with him about. "They're scare of me."

Tony tried to prevent the grin that wanted to appear and kept his face neutral as he responded, "Scared of you?"

"Yes. I know it."

"And why would they be so scared of you? You haven't hulked out in a while. They've only seen you in your nerdy, scientist attire, not as a green monster. There's no reason to be scared."

"We know why they're scared. Doesn't matter if I've hulked out or not. I'm still dangerous."

Taking a sip of his coffee, Tony sighed knowing that Bruce still wasn't sure of himself being on the team or being in such close proximity to any of them. "Banner, I'm gonna be as honest as I can with you," he said, stepping towards him, and putting a hand on his friend's shoulder. "You are literally the softest person ever."

"Tony," Bruce tried to interrupt him.

"You're basically a teddy bear with glasses. Nothing about you besides Hulk is dangerous, okay?"

Shaking his head, Bruce tried to ignore the growing frustration he was feeling. He didn't know why it bothered him so bad, but it did. Well, that was technically a lie. He knew why it bothered him, but he hoped that working with them for so long could have remedied that. He knows that he should be used to this by now, but knowing that you, of all people, was scared of him made him feel so much worse than any other person would. "I know what fear looks like, Tony, and it looked like they were scared."

"Please talk to them about it, before jumping to conclusions about this. Can you do that?" Tony had seen all the signs that Bruce had seen for a while and had come to understand what they really were, and hoped that Bruce would soon figure it out.

"Fine. I'll talk to them about it."

~LATER THAT NIGHT~

It was close to 1 in the morning, when Bruce looked away from the computer screen at the sound of the lab door opening, and when he turned to see who had entered, he found himself instantly become nervous seeing that it was you.

"Dr. Banner," You greeted him, smiling politely at him.

"(Y/N)," he greeted back. "What brings you here?"

"Mr. Stark told me to come down and check on you. Plus, he said that you wanted to talk to me about something important."

Of course, he did, Bruce thought, moving away from the computer and sitting down next to one of the lab tables. He couldn't help but notice you seemed to be staying far away from his side of the lab.

"Yeah, I did, (Y/N). It's important."

"Okay. What is it?"

"You do know that if you have any fears, any worries about working here, you can voice them, right?"

"Yeah, of course I do," you told him, nodding your head.

"So do you want to talk about you being scared of me?"

"What-What are you talking about?" You stammered, closing some of the distance between you two.

"(Y/N)," Bruce sighed, closing his eyes for a second before opening them again to look at you. "Ever since you've started here, you've been jumpy around me and keeping your distance from me. You always hesitate to come up to me, like you're scared I'm gonna hurt you."

A look of recognition and embarrassment came over your face and you opened your mouth to explain yourself to him, but before you could say anything, Bruce spoke again.

"I understand why you'd be feeling this way, but-"

"Dr. Banner, I'm so sorry. This is a big misunderstanding -"

"I promise you're not in any danger with me," he continued.

"I'm not scared of you, Dr. Banner-"

"I have control over the big guy. There won't be any incidents of him coming out-"

"Dr. Banner, I like you," you blurted out loudly, interrupting him in the middle of his sentence.

"What," he asked, a look of surprise and confusion upon his face.

Seeing how shocked he looked, you felt heat come to your face and quickly darted your eyes away from him. You never wanted to tell him like this, but to be really honest, you never wanted to tell him period.

"You-You like... me," he asked, shock and confusion still present on his face. "Why were you being so jumpy and-and weird around me then?"

"I didn't know I was being weird," you confessed, walking around the lab table and pulling a nearby chair to sit down next to him, ignoring the burning in your cheeks and your fast heartbeat. "I didn't know how to act around you, and not show my crush, so I thought I could keep my distance. Thought it would better hide it."

"Oh" was all he said, his face suddenly not revealing what he was feeling anymore.

"Um, if you don't want me to work here in the lab with you now, then I completely understand," you said to him, mistaking his silence as a silent rejection.

"Why would I want that?" He asked, confused. Now that you confessed how you felt about him, he thought that now is a great time to confess his feelings as well. "I like you too."

His confession shocked you and it took a second for you to reply.

"You do?"

"Yeah," he nodded, chuckling softly.

"Oh... Well, would you mind going on a date with me or are you uncomfortable with going with your assistant?" You asked, curious and wanting to make sure that he wouldn't feel too weird about it.

"That depends,...will you jump and keep your distance from me the whole time," he joked.

"No, I won't, Dr. Banner," you replied, laughing softly.

"Bruce," he corrected, smiling at you, making a fluttery feeling begin in your stomach. "Call me Bruce."

"Sure thing,... Bruce," you said, excited to finally go on a date with the man you've been secretly pining for forever. "Sure thing."

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prettykittycastle · 11 months

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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.

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flordeamatista · 1 year

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Waves of Love

pairing: Namor x reader

concept: When you look into the water, you see the reflection of love.

word count: 1k

warnings: poetic fluff, soft smut (fingering), beach soft smut, kisses, ocean love, slight angst but just amor, In k'áatech = I love you; Meent' uts= please; In yakunaj= my love nikté =flower, Itzia: = princess,

a/n: You have no idea how much I love Namor and what he is representing for my people. This is for my Latinos/Latinas amores

beta read but all mistakes are mine: @mrsmischief209

gif and moodboard made by me

line divider by the lovely @s-tarksintern

Masterlist

Let your love warm me up while you are here

There is peace in the blue sky, the sand, and the endless ocean.

Lost loves have moved on without you, leaving you with nothing but sand beneath your feet and a sense of being abandoned on this land. The waves wash up and down on your toes, telling you that the lost souls in this world are dead.

This beach, however, is special to you because it is the only place where you can breathe and where the ocean caresses your body.

Thanks to him.

Ku'ku'lkán

As you called him on the shell, you got a sense of new, refreshing outlook on life.

I will do everything in my power to bring you out of the shadows in this collapsing world

You will discover a deeper understanding of yourself and life if you give the waves a chance to speak to you.

Namor.

Yo daré mi vida entera para el.

From the waves you see him emerge, and here you are giving him a chance and filling your heart with love. While you close your eyes, the sunlight warms your face. As he emerges from the sea, you can hear the wind whispering his song.

He sees you standing there and sees the dress around you, thinking of how it won't be allowed in his ocean. A smirk spreads across his face as he walks toward the shore with the sun shining on his golden spear.

There will be no one dearer to him than you and his only love. Weeping tears of loss and loneliness at the sight of the night. He promised you, when you shared your fears with him, there would be no fears allowed, as the ocean is feared, but you would become his queen, so you will be feared by all.

Use the power as a weapon to heal everything.

There is no good to be found on the surface because of the history of greedy destruction, of love sacrificed for power, and of conquest. You give him hope for the future with your bright eyes and beautiful spirit.

The soft breezes of another world lullaby to you as you stop, sit still, and listen.. You are in his dreams, and you wave at him as sweet dreams fill your heart.

His brown eyes stared at you and let the sun burn away the fear, melting into a wave of pleasure for him. He kisses the hand of the most precious thing in his life when he lifts it to his lips.

You.

Your bare toes touch the deep of the ocean as he pulls you toward the water.

A laugh escapes you, "Namor."

His eyes danced as he teased, "I got you, Itzia."

"I-" You are trying to argue, but Namor is leaning forward and pressing his lips against yours, silencing you.

Because of this, my love, you are the brightest

During the kiss as your eyes fell shut, you didn't even realize he rips your dress floating somewhere in the water, his arms around your waist, and your legs around his waist.

"My pretty Nikté." Namor murmured with a soft grin, his thumb stroking down your damp cheek. You smiled against his palm.

"How did I get so lucky to have you, In yakunaj?" he murmured in clear amusement and kissed your forehead.

His fingertips ran down your body, leaving a gentle cooling effect. Your eyes widened in surprise as you suddenly found yourself underwater. Then, while underwater, he smirks and kisses you again.

When you look into the water, you see the reflection of love.

He holds your wrist against the sand tracing the bracelet he gave when he took you to his kingdom. He smirks as his hands trace down your bare legs, "Who is your amor”.

"Namor," staring up at him with an intrigued expression on your face. "Meent' uts, more"

Two of Namor's fingers slide inside your pussy, gently stroking you.The other hand traces against your stomach reverently. Gliding slowly up to your breast to caress the heated flesh.His face lights up at the sound of your pleasurable moans.

"Fuck!" you scream at the strong orgasm creeping up your body. When the heat and water cover your skin, your hands curl at your sides, begging silently for more as you try to hold on to the sand.

You may lose sand from your hands in this world, but He is not slipping away from you. A man who loves and fights for his people is Namor.

As soon as he removed his hands from your hip, he began lightly brushing his fingertips along the skin where his lips had been before. His love for your moans grows as he watches them evaporate into the fire. He may enjoy burning down the world for you, but he loves burning your body for him.

You wanted to be around someone like him, who had a primal look in his eyes.

Your eyes shine brighter than fire and reflect broken glass. You will open your eyes to love if you let me.

He presses soft kisses on your neck as he strokes his fingers around your inside. Bringing you the push and pull in the way of a tsunami as if he commands the water to his will.

In k'áatech

Water flowing as the love dousing the fire leaving just the love that flows between both hearts no more the physical body but the emotional

I'd like to go with you.

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killmongerskeepermain · 1 year

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Your Highness // Shuri // 18+

Summary: You and Shuri can go at it whenever and wherever. She reminds you that being in public won’t stop her from making a mess of you.

Pairing: Shuri x Fem!Reader

Warning: Shameless Smut // Fluff // Shuri is a sneaky little shit // Fingering(Reader Receiving) // Public Orgasm

Word Count: 3.3k

Author’s Note: I’m done with my first ever Shuri one shot! I need a couple of gallons of water after writing this one. Shuri had me in a whole chokehold in my own fic. How sway?

You scrolled through all the document pages on your tablet as you made your way to Shuri's lab. She had been hiding away in there for the past 4 days so you decided to drag her out to clear her mind a little bit. The doors opened and you were greeted by Grio as you stalked closer to the princess. She was much taller than you but you made up for it with the puff that rests on top of your head. You sat down the tablet on a nearby table before bringing your hands to rest on her torso.

"Hey baby." You mumbled placing a kiss to her spine. You felt her shiver in your arms as she turned her head to look down at you.

"Hi my love. What are you doing here, I thought you had a conference to go to in the states." She questioned and you grinned while letting your hands roam. It's been a while since you had her in your arms, so you want to savor it.

"I do. But I fly in tonight. Was wondering if you'd like to tag along and go to dinner?" You suggested and she sighed.

"Baby you know I have so much to do around here." She said with a frown.

"Let Grio take over. You've been so busy and I miss having you so close to me." You muttered as another kiss landed on her shoulder.

"I don't know Y/N. I don't really have much time to relax nowadays." She said leaning into your soft kisses.

"Exactly my point. You need it." You pushed, running your hands down her thighs. She grabbed your wandering hand before turning to you with wide eyes.

"Okay, I'll go. Enough with your roaming hands woman." She chuckled as she finally took you in her arms and kissed your lips. You rested a hand on the back of her neck as the two of you refused to part before Okoye walked into the room.

"Am I interrupting something? I can come back at another time." She smirked as Shuri pulled away from you.

"No it's alright Okoye. I'll have her all to myself when we land tonight." You said before walking out of the lab.

"Okay princess. I see you." Okoye jokes, causing Shuri to roll her eyes.

"What, jealous?"

"Of course not. Just never expect to walk in on Wakanda's princess with her tongue down her girlfriend's throat." She retorted before handing Shuri the files she was instructed to.

While Shuri was finishing up in the lab you had packed a suitcase and drew yourself a bath to relax before the long trip. You let the warm water relax your muscles with a sigh as you thought about the conference taking place the next day. You heard the door open and lock before a quiet shuffling sound.

"Bathing without me I see." Shuri grinned and you turned in the tub to face her, resting your cheek on your arm to stare up at her. Her curls resting over her eyes as she took a seat on the toilet next to you.

"You were busy. Besides, I wanted to get some relaxation before the trip." You told her and she reached down to cup your cheek. Brushing her thumb across your skin before moving down to your lips. You paid no mind to her staring until you realized how lustful her gaze became. You silently watched her as she leaned down to capture your lips in a hungry kiss. She held your jaw as your hand grabbed hold of her legs.

"You know there's room for one more. This tub is big enough." You spoke against her lips and she stood to take off her jacket as you watched with anticipation running through your bones. Once she was completely bare she stepped in the tub before pulling you in her arms. Her lips found your once more and you quickly wrapped your arms around her shoulders. You could feel your arousal gather between your honey thighs as her hands roamed your body. Without breaking the kiss she maneuvered herself behind you and you subconsciously spread your legs, welcoming her in. You sometimes forget how easily she can make you come undone with just her kisses. One of her hands slid up before clamping down on your throat. You couldn't help the moan that left you as she gently squeezed while her other hand was preoccupied with your breast.

"Shuri-" You were cut off when she pinched your nipple, causing you to jolt while she brought her lips to your ear.

"We talked about this Y/N. What do you call me?" Her tone was firm and you shuddered against her.

"My apologies, your highness." You moaned out as she gave a sharp tug before leaving you.

"Good girl." With her praise you leaned your head back, giving her more access to you. Her hand left your nipple before submerging under the water moving to where you craved her the most. "So wet for me, yeah."

She was teasing you and you wiggled your hips starting to grow impatient. She grabbed hold of your thigh and gave a light squeeze as a warning for your whining. "Stop whining. You wanted me to relax. I'm doing just that." Her voice held so much passion while her fingers ran over your slippery folds. Slowly. The way she stroked you had your nerves on fire. Every now and then her thumb would graze the throbbing bundle of nerves begged to be touched.

"Please princess, enough with the games." You groaned out, your body eagerly awaited her next move.

"As you wish, my love." She mused in your ear as she finally buried a finger inside of you. Your back arched at the intrusion but you welcomed it. The way her touch sent your nerves on fire. You humped into her hand, chasing your release as she mumbled praise after praise.

"Look at you. You're doing so good for me." She wasted no time slipping a second finger into you and your eyes fluttered closed. Your legs trembled at the sensation as you felt her fingers curl to rub a specific spot inside you.

"Fuck." You cursed before you turned your head to find her lips.

"You're so close now. My pretty girl wants to cum on my fingers does she?" She taunted, her breath fanning against your lips. Her fingers sped up as she swallowed all your whining moans signaling you're nearing your release. Your pussy clamped down on her fingers as you came all over her hand. She chuckled in your ear before pulling out her digits bringing them in front of your face.

"We're in a bath and yet you can still see the mess you made." She said as you took that time to catch your breath. She brushed her hand over your folds and you twitched slightly. Your pussy sensitive from the finger fucking you just got from your lover. "Let's get you cleaned up shall we." Shuri took the time to bathe you as you were slowly coming down from your post orgasm bliss. After the two of you got out of the tub, you spent the next few hours getting everything you needed for this trip. Any notes, files and documents. You had your hair braided before finishing up your packing to give it a fresh look. You went through your mental list making sure you had everything you needed for your trip while Shuri gave instructions to Grio.

"Okay I think that's everything. We're both all packed." You said zipping up your suitcase.

"Not quite. You're forgetting something." She said as she went to the dresser where she pulled out a box with a bow. "I got these for you. For our date." She handed you the box which you quickly made away with the bow. You opened the box with wide eyes and a soft gasp left you.

"Shuri!" You said in a hushed shout. "You dirty girl." You eyed the lace 2 piece lingerie with gold accents littered over the pieces. You held up the underwear to inspect it and ran your fingers across the lace.

"Thought you would look amazing in it." She told you and you bit your lip.

"I see. Guess I was forgetting something then." You grinned as you packed the lewd clothes in your bag.

"Now we're ready." She smiled as you grabbed your bag. You put on a tshirt and jeans while the princess rocked a purple track suit. You know you're on a tight schedule. But damn she looks good. She caught your stare before grabbing your chin.

"Like what you see Y/N?" She questioned and you swallowed some spit before fixing her collar.

"What I can't admire what's mine?" You asked and she pecked your lips.

Okoye and Ramonda greeted the two of you at the aircraft.

"Now I want you to be careful. Remember this is a business trip. No funny business." The queen said with a knowing stare as she eyed her daughter, who had a smile on her face.

"Of course, queen mother. I will make sure the princess doesn't go astray." you said and she snapped her head in your direction.

"It isn't me she should be worried about." She said and you rolled your eyes.

"Princess. Y/N. You two are to keep your kimoyo beads with you at all times. If anything happens or goes wrong you are to return to Wakanda with haste." You nodded and Shuri rolled her eyes. "Or Okoye will retrieve the two of you."

"Of course mother. Now we have to go now." Shuri rushed as she grabbed your hand, dragging you to the ship. As soon as the two got through the river border the ship flew on autopilot and the two of you took the chance to get some sleep. You pulled out the makeshift bed and Shuri looked at you with an arched eyebrow.

"Don't get any ideas. It's for us to sleep until we reach our destination." You told her and she let out a loud laugh. You gave her warning eyes as you put your hair up.

"Fine. I'll allow it." She said taking off her jacket and tossing it on the bench. The two of you got comfortable and you snuggled under her arm whispering sweet nothings to each other until the two of you dozed off.

Shuri was the first to wake up and saw that your destination wasn't too far out. She turned to you sound asleep resting on her chest. She placed a soft kiss on your forehead where your baby hairs are greased down. After a few moments of silence she woke you from your slumber and you prepared to land. Soon after you made it to the hotel you were staying at. 5 star hotel, funded by Nick Fury himself. Fury being the reason you're here.

"Fury sure does know how to extend an invitation." Shuri said as she scanned the lobby. You checked in under your alias and took the princess to your room. When you arrived you opened the door to the king suite. Shuri took one of her kimoyo beads and attached it to the wall.

"Grio?" She called out holding your arm to keep you from completely entering the room. You admired how protective she was over you.

"No malicious threats detected princess." The AI spoke and you raised an eyebrow at her.

"Have to be sure." She shrugged as you put your bag next to the bed. "Besides I could think of a million ways to make this room more safe than it is."

"Hey! No lab talk. We're here to relax." You said with a frown and she held up her hands.

"Okay. No lab talk. Only relax." She repeated and you shook your head.

"8:37. We made the perfect time for that date." You smiled and she nodded as she walked up to you grabbing your waist.

"There's a restaurant not too far from here. I've already made reservations." She told you and you frowned.

"What? I travel a lot. Always one step ahead of you love." She grinned as you playfully scoffed.

"Alright then, we should be getting dressed then." You said kissing her cheek. "Shall I wear the gift you gave me?"

"Of course. Even though it'll just be on the floor afterwards." She smirked and you felt your face heating up. You went to the bathroom and looked at yourself in the mirror. The bra held your breasts so securely and even gave them a little lift. The panties were nothing short of innocent. Covered everything except maybe a little bit of the curve of your ass.

"Cheeky princess." You muttered as you slipped the black dress over your curves, thick fabric covering the provocative pieces you had underneath. Once you were done with your makeup, you stepped out of the bathroom before coming to a stop. Shuri stood before you in a black blazer with black dress pants.

"Damn. Looking good." You said as your mouth went dry and she grinned before putting the kimoyo bracelet on her wrist.

"I can say the same for you." She said, eyes racking up and down your figure. You grabbed your clutch before reaching for her hand.

"Come, let’s not get ahead of ourselves. I believe we have a reservation." You smiled at her as the two of you left the hotel room. The restaurant wasn't far from the hotel so it didn't take too long to get there. When you arrived you looked around in awe at the decor and sheer environment of the space. Once you were seated you held up the menu looking over the variety of choices. You felt a heated gaze burning through your head and you looked up to meet the brown orbs of the princess.

"Can I help you Shuri?" You asked and she seemed a bit too quiet. You noticed her toying with her kimoyo beads and opened your mouth to speak but nothing came as you felt a warm sensation run through your body. Assuming it was the warmth from the restaurant, you paid it no mind.

"Have you decided on what to eat yet?" Shuri asked you as she looked over her own menu. You shook your head as the sensation persisted when the waitress appeared.

"Good evening ladies. What will you have to drink tonight?" She asked, looking between the two of you and Shuri spoke up.

"A bottle of your finest red wine please." She smiled and the waitress wrote it down before walking off to the bar.

"Are you alright my love?" She asked you, toying with her kimoyo beads again and you nodded ignoring the dull sensation. It was only then the sensation became more noticeable. Your body started to grow a little warm and you crossed your legs. Then it hit you. The sensation was vibrations coming from between your legs. Although there's nothing under this dress but-

"You did not." You said as light panic crossed your features. She shrugged her shoulders feigning confusion as the waitress returned with a fancy bottle of red wine.

"Here you are ladies. Now what can we get started for you this evening?" She asked opening the wine and Shuri's eyes flickered to you with fire behind them.

"Can I have the bourbon glazed salmon?" She asked and the waitress turned to me waiting for my order after filling our glasses to the middle. Shuri had the chance to flick her kimoyo bracelet a third time and I had to uncross my legs to keep the panties from pushing against my clit.

"Can I just have the same please?" You asked and she smiled before walking away and you finally looked Shuri in the eyes.

"Are you serious right now?" You asked in a hushed tone trying to cover the moan that nearly slipped out and she smirked.

"Whatever do you mean Y/N? We're just sitting here having a nice dinner." She stated and you closed your mouth as the vibration went up a notch. You wanted nothing more than to swirl your hips into the vibration but you had to fight that temptation. If you were behind closed doors, you would indulge in her little game and give her a show. But you're not only in the public eye, but in a crowded space. You'd die of embarrassment if someone saw you cum in a restaurant booth.

"Shuri-" Her eyes found yours and you could see the silent warning blazing behind them and you cleared your throat. "Your highness. Please don't make me cum here."

"But you look so pretty like this. Squirming around being a needy little slut." She gave you a dark chuckle as the waitress walked up with your plates. Something about the way she said it, made you even more wet than you already were. You lowered your head so your braids would fall and cover your face to protect the little dignity you had left. "You ladies, enjoy! Anything else I can get for you?"

"No thank you. This will be all for now." Shuri spoke calmly as if she wasn't on the verge of making you cum in your seat. The waitress looked over at you and you gave the best smile you could muster up and she fell for it before walking over to another table.

"Please stop." You moaned softly as you covered your face when your eyes rolled to the back of your head.

"Why when you seem to be enjoying this more than I am?" She questioned as she began to cut into her salmon. You couldn't call her bluff, because it was obvious you were enjoying yourself. But you wouldn't admit that to her. It'll only stroke her ego. You felt the coil in your stomach tighten as your release neared. You shifted your hips slightly and wanted to just get it over with. "If you want to cum so badly just let go. No one is stopping you." She touched her kimoyo beads one last time and you swear you could see stars.

"I want to see my pretty girl cum. Go ahead." Her full attention was on you now and that was enough for the coil to snap. You groaned softly into your hand as you cum in your panties. Legs squeezing together as if to soften the blow. Luckily no one turned to look at you as you rode out your organsm. She held the most satisfying grin on her face when she reached down to turn the vibration off. Your body went slack as she continued to eat her food. You caught your breath before sitting up straight to brush your sweaty palms on your dress. You grabbed your cup and downed your wine in a couple of sips. Your eyes found hers and she still held a burning fire behind them. Letting you know that your night was far from over. You finally began to eat without another word and the waitress found your table when you completed your meal. Shuri paid the check and you grabbed the bottle of wine off the table as the two of you left the restaurant. You could still feel your arousal between your thighs the entire ride back to the hotel.

"What, are you mad at me now?" She asked in an amused tone and you scoffed.

"That was the most embarrassing thing to have ever happened. What if someone saw me?"

"No one saw you, baby. I promise you." She laughed and you crossed your arms. "Okay I'll make it up to you when we get back to the room. I'll make you feel so much better for doing so good for me." She squeezed your thigh and you couldn't help but bite your lip.

"After that stunt you better." You mumbled and she brought you hand to her lips.

"I will. I can promise you that."

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Dream of Me.

Warnings — frat!bucky, phone sex, mutual masturbation, fingering, dirty talk, sliiiiight mommy kink if you squint.

You were about to turn in for the night, the intense pain in your lower back, the pain that was keeping you up, slowly dissipated as the clock on your wall ticked. A deep breath of relief ricocheted through the quiet atmosphere and it was almost silent. You let your thoughts escape you, the once rowdy noise in your head being limited to a quiet static.

This wasn’t enough.

You take another deep breath, zeroing in on the silence as you slip a hand into the waistband of your thin, pink panties. The fabric brushes against your wettened hole while you gently rub semi-circles on your clit and you wince at the feeling. Your head falls back into your cool, satin pillows when you insert a finger, the pace and sensitivity driving you closer to your high.

Until your phone rings.

The pink vintage receiver you have hooked up on your bedside table vibrates with every ring and you sob internally, wondering ‘who could be calling at this time of night?’ Without missing a beat of anger, you hastily pick up the phone and shove it to your ear.

“Who is it?” You ask groggily, irritation prominent in your tone.

“I’m sorry for the late call, princess. I just need to know if you have the My Chemical Romance lighter I left on your couch.” Bucky responds, and you feel the tension slip away as he speaks.

“God – can you call later? It’s 2 in the morning and I was busy.” Your voice was meek, trying to tell him what you were doing without saying it.

“I’m about to roll up and I need my lighter. If I didn’t need it, you know I wouldn’t have called right now.”

“Okay well go ask Steve for his! I’m surprised you’re not doing it together. I was busy!”

He can almost hear the way you rolled your eyes into your head, not missing the way your voice got an octave higher. Your hand hovers over your sweet hole, a dull ache replacing the pleasure you once felt.

“He left his with Sharon. Hey – what could you be busy with at-”

“Bucky.” You cut him off sternly with warning in your voice.

“I didn’t peg you as the masturbation type, sweetheart. How’s it going?” Bucky’s question sends electricity to your core. Was he teasing? Or was he genuinely curious?

“It’d be much better if you hung up so I can fucking focus.”

“You don’t mean that.”

“I do. Hang up.”

“You’re more than capable of hanging up, sweetheart.”

“Just do it, Bucky. You’re a pervert.”

He laughs at that, a guttural one. Without thinking, your finger gently slips back into your aching hole, the intrusion causing you to let out a low whimper.

“What was that?” Bucky questions and you snap your legs closed.

“I uh, almost dropped the phone. That’s all.” You breathe out, mentally cursing from being so naive that you could keep quiet.

“I don’t think phones make noises that pretty, baby. You gonna be honest this time?”

His words create a wave of arousal which immediately travels to your soaked cunt. Before you answer, you take a deep breath, blowing out the trapped air from your nose.

“I slipped a finger in. It hurts Buck, I just wanna cum.”

Your admission makes his cock twitch in his sweatpants, his semi becoming a full chub within seconds. He can’t tell if it’s from your voice, the time, or what you just said to him and he doesn’t care to figure it out.

“Touch yourself for me princess.” Bucky coos and your eyes almost roll back into your head.

“I already am.. can you do it with me?” The question floats in the air for a second before anything else is said.

“Y-Yeah I can let me just grab lube – I like it wet.” You can hear him grunt as he reaches for the bottle that you assume is on some kind of night stand.

“Then you’d love me.” You let out a meek laugh. “I’m dripping as I speak.” Unbeknownst to you he bucked his hip into the air at your words, his cock weeping into his boxers with precum.

“Fuck, you’re gonna make me cum before I even start if you keep talking like that.” He sighs, pulling down the restricting layers before flipping open the bottle of lube and pouring some onto the length of him that sat pressed against his abs.

“Sorry – I’m eager. I wanna sleep.” You yawn, fingers gently pressing against your cunt.

“You don’t have to wait on me princess, I’ll catch up.”

“W-What are you wearing right now?” The question startles you, and you're the one who asked it.

“I was wearing gray sweats and the boxers you bought me for friendsgiving but I uh, took them off due to this circumstance.”

You sigh at the thought of him stark naked, cock between his fist and being gently lathered in the smooth liquid.

“Mmm..” Is all you can respond with as you tuck the receiver under your ear and between your shoulder to use your thumb to rub circles on your clit.

“How about you princess?” He takes a beat to lift his cock from its resting place on his stomach and gives it a home in his fist, the pressure making him wince.

“I’m wearing the um, the baby pink set you bought me last week. The bralette and underwear but they're pretty soaked now so..” You reply between pants, trying to find a rhythm between the fingers sliding in and out of you and the tantalizingly slow pace on your sensitive bud.

A guttural groan mixed with sloppy wet noises follows the end of your sentence and it’s obvious how that affected him. He gets lost in the feeling of his hand gliding up and down his shaft to respond.

“I keep going too fast – I wish it was you, here, controlling my pace.” Bucky whispers, and you whine at his words, working in a second finger.

“Yeah? You want mommy there to help you, baby?” You coo, hearing him whimper on the other end.

“Shit, yes, I need you. Wanna feel your pretty cunt grip my cock.” He sighs, fist eagerly pumping up and down.

“Fuck, Jamie–” Your eyes shut with knitted brows accompanying them as you stroke your g-spot with both fingers.

“I love it when you say my name, I gotta hear it when I fuck you.” His moan bellows through the receiver and you hold back your own, scared to wake up your roommate.

“You can take it whenever, James. I’m yours, baby. All – fuck – yours.” Bucky can hear the squelching of your wetness with every thrust of your fingers and it grosses you out but turns him on even more.

“I’m close princess, so close.” He drags out and you don’t miss the echo of his fist hitting the base of his cock with every stroke.

“Me too - I can’t wait to cum all over your thick cock, I need you stretching me out. My fingers aren’t enough.” You cry, your hearing dulling and vision blanking for a few seconds as you imagine him sliding in and out of you and taking the place of your fingers.

It falls silent for a moment until you hear his heavy breathing continue. “Shitshitshit, I’m cumming, fuckohmygod.” His words and your name become a chant, spilling out of his mouth until he’s spent on his stomach, forcing himself through his high.

You spasmed around your fingers, head lulling back into your pile of pillows, voice getting higher and higher. The receiver drops from your shoulder to your chest as your orgasm washes over you, stars of white clouding your mind. Your body goes numb while you come down from your climax, breath escaping you.

“Fuck, I need to see you later. Come by my room after your 2 pm class?” Bucky sighs as beads of sweat drip down his forehead.

“Mhm.” You reply sleepily, pushing the receiver off of you and onto the edge of your bed.

“Goodnight, princess. Dream of me, okay?” Bucky’s voice seemed to have dropped an octave, giving you more fuel to sleep.

All he receives is a faint sigh of approval before you’re fast asleep, legs crossed under the dry part of your comforter. Laundry will a problem for future you but its the last thing on your mind.

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creamecafe · 10 months

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LOOK THERE’S SMTH IN HOBIE CALLING Y/N “LOVE” AND MIGUEL CALLING Y/N MOSTLY “CARIÑO” BC THIS IS KINDA LIKE THAT TROPE IN BUCKY FANFICS WHERE FANFIC WRITERS COLLECTIVELY MAKE HIM CALL Y/N “DOLL” 🫠

ITS SO CANON. I WANNA SAY A HEADCANON BUT TO ME IT JUST FEELS CANON

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ventingfanfics · 1 year

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The Wrong Paper (Part 5)

AN: Sorry again for any errors! My keyboard malfunctioned.

Recap from Part 4: Here are Part 3 Part 2 Part 1

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

You could tell that Scotty already knew. It was rather obvious and easy to put together.

“It’s…complicated.”

Silence ensued and it was uncomfortable. You wondered what Scotty thought of you. Would she judge you? Possibly so. You could see and feel her disappointment.

“Complicated how?” She asked.

“She’s married.” You hid your face only to peek through your fingers at Scotty’s reaction. Her expression expanded into surprise. “I know, I know. Do you want to cancel me?” The silence was back and only seemed to stretch. “Say something, please!”

“If anything, I should be the one mean-mugging. She has a whole wife and is playing games.” She shook her head in distaste.

“Well, I’m not much better am I?” You laughed sarcastically.

“Did you know she was married?”

“Yes, but it’s a lot more complex than it sounds. How everything happened is weird…”

Scotty raised her eyebrows.

“Do you hate me?”

“No. I could never hate you.” Pools of brown held yours. “I could never hate the person who has my back.”

A load lifted off you.

“But I don’t understand why you would put yourself through that,” she said. “Wouldn’t you rather someone who is single? Someone who is only yours?” She gazed at you like she was really trying to grasp this concept without making you feel judged.

“Of course I do, Scotty. I never wanted to be a home-wrecker. It just happened…one day I was up late finishing up a paper for her class and I accidentally uploaded one of my little smutty one-shots instead of the paper, and that’s how she came to me. The smut was about her. So she found out about my crush. And then I realized she was fantasizing about me as well…” Your head moved side to side as you recalled panty-gate. “Neither of us are proud of it…I’m not sure why this happened. I don’t know God’s plan.”

Scotty rubbed your back, causing you to offer her a soft smile.

“Her marriage must’ve already been dying,” Scotty said. “Or you’re one of many. Maybe this is what she does. Goes out with her students.”

You furled your eyebrow. “I doubt that. She’s green and it’s obvious.”

“How do you know?”

“Because she acts scared to do anything with me.”

“So you haven’t…done anything?”

“There were attempts. It never goes far, though.”

“Do you want it to go far?”

You laughed some. “Can we change the subject? Please pretty please?” You even poked out your lower lip.

Scotty reluctantly agreed. “…Okay, okay. In a half hour I have to get ready for work.”

You nodded, lying back down. Scotty rested against the headboard instead, coldly watching the movie on the screen.

The time zipped by. Soon you were on your way out the door.

“Okay, give me my hug,” You said. Although Scotty’s mood had shifted, you trusted that she wouldn’t deny you. You were proven right when her soft plaid-clad frame leaned into yours and wrapped around your stomach. “Have a good shift.”

“Vivienne,” Her mother called when you had left. Scotty watched your car drive off and went into her mother’s room. “What was all that about with that girl?”

“Who, Y/N?” When she confirmed that she was talking about you, Scotty continued. “I don’t know what you mean, mum.” The older woman held a look that said she knew better.

“I overheard her telling someone on the phone several times to ‘leave you out of it, leave you out of it.’ What’s going on?”

“You were eavesdropping, mummy?”

“It’s my house.”

“You don’t need to worry. It’s not as bad as it sounds.”

“I don’t know that, you haven’t said what happened.”

“Mum, I promise everything is okay.”

“I know you like Y/N, but I think you better stay away.”

Scotty shook her head. “You’ve got it wrong, mum. Y/N looks out for me. You didn’t hear her defending me? She has my back, she wouldn’t let anything happen to me. I would be making the worst mistake if I let her go.”

Mother looked at daughter for a moment. “I didn’t mean to upset you, baby. Just looking out for my child.”

The house was cold and empty as Shuri ate dinner consisting of dirty rice and stew chicken. She’d finished inputting grades when you called. Smiling to herself, she answered you. “To what do I owe the pleasure?” Her tone was flirty and you could tell she was happy to hear from you. You were quiet, making her call your name. “What’s wrong, sithandwa?”

“My head hurts, I’m stressing a test, and I think I messed things up with Scotty.”

“One, did you take anything? Two, what test? And three, why do you say that?”

“Tylenol. Science. And she knows about us.”

The professor checked the time and started clearing off her plate. “I have something better than Tylenol.”

“Of course you do, you’re Wakandan.”

Shuri set her dishwasher. “And lucky for you, you know me. Science? I can help with that, too. That last part? We need to discuss.”

“I agree.”

“Give me a half hour max.”

“You’re coming over?”

She chuckled at the shock in your tone as she’d caught you off guard. “Unless you don’t want me to…” She smirked when you tried to play it off like you didn’t care if she did or not. “See you shortly, pretty.”

Next, she went through her cabinet and prepared one of her famous concoctions. When she was done, she hopped in the shower.

When you met Shuri at your door your body temperature rose. It was how she looked at you. “You might not feel good, but you look good.” You were simply in lounge mode. Now she on the other hand was looking good to you in a black T-shirt set which was the norm.

Not long after the compliments, she was bossing you around. “Here, take this. It will relieve your headache. Come here. Lay your head on my lap. Don’t worry about your textbook right now.”

“But you said you would help me—“

“Ssshh.” She rested her finger against your lips. “I know what I said. I think your body is more important right now.”

You tried to ignore her hotness and closed your eyes, resting your head on her lap. She massaged your head and temples. You didn’t even care to speak. You absorbed the sensational relief she was providing.

After a while she said, “When is this test?”

“Next week. I just need to keep studying.”

“Yeah, is there anything you don’t get?”

“Not really, no.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah,” you smiled as her cool fingers soothed your scalp now. She asked you about Scotty. “Your favorite subject.” You teased as she playfully rolled her eyes. “Yeah, as I said, she knows. Which by the way, we need to talk about…how we need to move.”

Shuri nodded. “I think we’ve been doing a good job of being private. Anything we have done happened in my office. Who brought it up, you or her?”

“She asked me. We made it obvious…but none of this would have happened if you hadn’t given her that look.”

“I thought you were going to hunt me down.”

You laughed.

“Really! You were so mad, I could see the steam.”

“Don’t come for Scotty. She’s a sweetheart and deserves none of that.”

“So you trust her?”

You gave her a “duh” look. “Absolutely.”

“And why do you think you lost her?” Shuri noticed the sadness return to your face again. “Her vibe was off and she hasn’t liked none of my gifs.” Even at work, Scotty made time for you.

“It’s no secret that she wants you.”

“That’s speculation for now. It’s your fault anyway. And I thought you said you were making it up to me.” You looked up at her smiling face.

“I am, but since you’re not feeling well, it’s postponed for tomorrow.”

You sat up, intrigued. “Can I have a hint? It sounds juicy.”

“It has nothing to do with food or drinks. That’s all you’re getting.” She added the former when you waited for another tidbit. You jokingly folded your arms before lying down on her lap again. A moment later you felt her pat your leg, making you meet eyes. “Go get your textbook.”

You retrieved it from your dining room table. “You wanna work here?”

Shuri shook her head no. “Come back here.” You noticed her legs were cocked open, making your heart beat a little faster. It turned out she was making space for you. She pulled you to sit in between her legs. As if trying to see your book, she rested her chin on your shoulder.

“It’s this chapter,” you managed after intaking a breath.

“Read it to me.” As you did, she concentrated, listening to your melodic voice.

“I, uh, have flash cards,” You said a little while later, reaching the back of the thick book. Some of the cards slipped from the ziplock bag causing you to lean forward. You felt her hips brush against your ass as she helped you. This woman.

You gave her a look that said you were on to her. Her smile was seductive as she looked back at you. A smile of your own tugged at the corner of your lips when your eyes drew downward.

“Okay, first word. What does it mean?” The sound of her voice and her tap on your thigh pulled your sights onto her again. Now she was comfortably relaxed against the couch, having shuffled the cards. Arching a perfect eyebrow she held one of them up for you, awaiting you to provide the definition.

Your heart swelled with pride every time you got one right, which was majority of the time. Shuri wasn’t surprised, though still impressed. “You know the two you need to work on, otherwise, you did amazing. Such a smart nkosazana (princess).”

Her praise made you grin. “Thank you for helping me. Seismology and Herpetology.” You repeated the terms you’d struggled with out of the twenty under your breath. “Seismology equals earthquakes and Herpetology equals amphibians and reptiles.”

“Mhm, or zoology,” Shuri filled in. “You know what that means, right?”

“The study of animal life,” you hastily said.

“Good girl. How’s your head?”

“Better!”

“Shouldn’t you be thanking me?”

“How do you want me to thank you?” You got her because she was quiet for a second.

“Some sugar would be nice,” she replied, making you laugh. “I’m serious.” She put on a sad face. Shuri had annoyed you today, however, she had gotten on your good side when she healed your headache and helped you study and feel more confident for a test for a class that wasn’t hers. You kissed her softly and felt your body ooze with desire when she deepened the kiss.

When your lips and tongue finished caressing each other, you breathed in each other, smiling. “Good night, pretty.”

You frowned.

She chuckled. “Don’t be sad. I want you well-rested for when I take you somewhere tomorrow, early before class.”

“You decide that now when you kiss me like that?” You squeezed her cheeks when she responded with a smug look. “What a tease. You know, I’m getting tired of you leaving me high and dry. Or not dry but you know what I mean.”

Shuri furrowed her eyebrows.“Negative. Did you forget that you stopped me last time? I was hungry, too.”

“I stopped because you were—never mind. I’ll take care of myself. As always.”

Something changed in Shuri. She eyed you and next thing you know you felt her hand going inside your panties. “You touch yourself to me?”

You struggled to speak feeling her strum your clit.

“Answer,” she said through clenched teeth.

Your hum was also a moan.

“Use your words, girl.” She teased a finger at your entrance.

“Yes!” Your chest heaved as she slid her finger knuckle-deep. She then pushed that same finger as if forcing it to go even deeper.

“Of course you do…you’ve been wanting me to fuck you for I don’t know how long.” She now added another finger, pumping you steadily. Your moans lifted. “This is what you wanted, right? To cum all over my hand intombi esile (naughty girl).”

A mewling mess you were as her fingers plunged in and out of you. The faster she went, the harder and deeper she went, your naturally tight walls clamping around her digits.

She had you thrashing and bucking your hips, wetting the couch up. “I’m close, I’m close!”

“Ndinike icum yakho entle (give me your pretty cum).” She pushed you to the couch and held your leg upbefore rubbing her concealed knee against your pussy. The applied pressure made you yelp as she grinded it there, making you gush, your nectar contrasting against her black pants.

“Shuri,” you whined, instantly receiving peppered kisses on your lips. She held you as you calmed down. She also wiped your creamy pussy and thighs with your panties.

“I want you to cum for me every day,” she said in your ear.

“Dear God.”

She laughed and put those same panties back on you, making you feel the wetness. “Shuri!”

“Walk me to the door. You can handle it, right?”

At the door, she kissed you one last time for the night. “Bright and early,” she repeated, looking at you and taking her leave.

Between the sex Shuri gave you the other night and the luxurious bag she bought for you (she took you to the mall and told you to pick one), she was running all through your mind. If there was anything that could distract you from her, it was Scotty.

Following your science class, you went to the campus library where the two of you usually met up. You found your friend sitting at your usual tale. She looked adorable reading a book about glassblowing.

“Is this seat taken?” You spoke in a voice that was far opposite of your natural tone. It did the trick of amusing Scotty. You smiled, delighting in her reaction and sitting down. “Glassblowing, huh?” You nodded at the hardcover book.

“It’s so cool, you have to try it,” she said. “I think you would like it.” You asked if you could take a look at the book and she gladly accepted. It was definitely up Scotty’s alley for sure. She had a knack for mechanical and experimental activities.

“We can go one of these days,” You suggested.

She nodded in agreement, taking the book when you slid it back to her.

“So how is your day so far?”

She shrugged half-heartedly. “It’s been fine. How’s yours?”

“It’s been good, but I’m a little sad about something.” You watched Scotty’s face fall. At least she still cared.

“Why, what happened? What’s wrong, Y/N?”

You kept your little frown. “You didn’t text me back. The last text I have from you is from before you picked me up from my class yesterday.”

“Professor Shuri’s class?” She clarified sassily.

You made a mental note. That spoke volumes. She was no fan of Shuri. Not that you could blame her. “Y-yeah…you, uh, didn’t like the gifs I sent you at work?”

“It’s not that. I’ve just seen them before.”

“Scotty…”

She looked at you sadly. “I’m sorry, it won’t happen again.”

“God, you’re so cute. I just want to make sure we’re okay. Are we?”

She shifted a little in her seat, looking down, trying to hide a smile. You lightly nudged her foot with your own making her eyes briefly widen. “Yes, we’re okay, we’re okay.”

“So you’re not mad at me?”

“No.” She paused in thought and looked at you solemnly. “I need to tell you something.” You could tell it was serious. You leaned forward in your chair, egging her to go on. “My mum wants me to stay away from you.”

You let the words process and then hissed, “Shit. She overheard me on the phone, didn’t she? She thinks I’m getting you in trouble and hates me.” Scotty’s sympathetic visage confirmed you were right. “Is that the real reason you didn’t text me?”

“Yes, and no. I don’t care what she says. You’re good to me. You don’t get rid of people who are good to you.” She looked you in your eye, your own turning misty. “Y/N, no, don’t cry. I didn’t tell you this to make you sad. C’mere.” Tears dropped onto her navy and red flannel as she got up to embrace you. She hugged you tightly. “I don’t care what she says.”

You sniffled and pulled back. “Do you think I’m a problem for you? Honestly.”

Scotty shook her head no, serious eyes pinned on you. “No, I think you’re creating problems for yourself.”

Part 6

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cafehyunji · 1 year

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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.

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cyberghu0l · 1 year

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I'm here

Shuri × fem reader

You wake up from a nightmare and Shuri comforts you

Translations: sthandwa - my love

The memory of waiting for Shuri at the palace while she fought Namor echoed through your dreams. You had your kamono beads linked to hers and the second she was stabbed, Griot alerted you.

"The princess' abdomen is loosing blood." You paced back and worth in her lab trying to distract yourself from it. You know she can do it, but it doesn't stop your anxiety.

"Princess' heartbeat is decreasing." "Decreasing?! Griot please do something!" You shouted at the AI, tears dwelling in your eyes.

"I am sorry Y/N, I cannot do anything as her komono beads has now been disconnected." Your heart stopped in that moment. You didn't know what was going on, what state she was in, or if she was alive or not.

That's when you woke up

You shot up panting as you looked to your side, to find your wife gone from her usual spot. Your breathing quickened as your hearing became foggy. You heard a voice calling you. But your vision was failing you too. "Y/N?" The person sat in front of you took your hand in there's. You immediately recognized it as Shuri. Just then your hearing was coming back.

"Okay, here breathe with me okay love?" She put your hand on her chest and took in a deep breath. You did the same. She held it and let out. You mimicked her, as your vision came back as well. "Can you see me?" She noticed you blinking rapidly. All you could do is nod. "Okay, good. Just keep breathing with me, okay?"

You mimicked her rhythm of breathing for a couple of minutes. She clicked one of your komono beads and your vitals appeared. "Steady heartbeat. How are you feeling?" You cupped the side of her face, she leaned into your touch, holding your free hand. "It wad the worst, Shuri. Namor had killed you, and I couldn't help. And-" "Whoa, whoa." She stopped you.

"You see me right?" You nodded. "I'm not hurt am I?" You shook your head. "I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere, okay? Even if Namor decided to attack again, we are stronger than ever. And so are you. Your Dora training is going great, so you'll be right there with me." You smiled remembering you only have one more step before you graduate and become a certified Dora Milaje. "Come here." She climbed back to her spot next you and opened her arms.

Your head rested comfortably on her chest, and your fingers intertwined. She gently scratched your back, occasionally drawing circles. She knew it always calmed you down. "Good night, sthandwa." She said softly. Only thing was, you had already fallen asleep.

did you guys hear about bp coming to Disney plus on the 20th⁉️ i actually screamed when i saw it. preparing myself for HD edits😋🤞🏽in other news, working on a couple longer stories for Riri and maybe even Okoye🙊

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solitaryearthperson · 1 year

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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.

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prettykittycastle · 11 months

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Let Him Please

Summary: Namor likes to watch Attuma please his queen.

(The reader is AFAB and uses she/her pronouns. The ethnicity/race is preferably a person of color.)

(Content Warning: Doggystyle, dirty talk, multiple orgasms, voyeurism, cuckoldry)

Translations:

My precious - In preciosio

My love - In yakunaj

The sound of your ass cheeks clapping against Attuma's body was loud in the bedroom and the sound seemed to turn Namor on even more as he continued to slowly stroke his long dick, squeezing himself lightly at the tip to the sound of your muffled moans.

"How's it feel, in precioso," He asked, his voice deep and full of lust. "How's it feel?"

You let out another moan, wanting to respond to your husband's question, but the tip of Attuma's dick kept hitting that special spot inside of you that made your eyes roll to the back of your head. Your hands gripped the bedsheets tightly as you felt another orgasm beginning to rock through you and you arched your back further, moaning louder into the bedsheets.

"In yakunaj, is he fucking you good?" Namor asked, slightly speeding up his strokes at the sight of your back arching harder and your ass cheeks bouncing back on Attuma. "Will you cum again for us?"

Gathering you strength, you lifted your head and replied back in a whimper, "Yes, K'uk'ulkan, I'm gonna cum again."

Hearing your words, Attuma tightened his already strong grip on your waist, before thrusting into you harder, making sure to keep his rhythm and continue hitting your spot.

"Oh my-" you began to scream, but another orgasm ripped through you before you could finish. "Fuck!" You screamed as your pussy clenched around Attuma's dick for at least the fifth time that night, squeezing and creaming on him. You could feel your legs beginning to shake from how intense it was and you knew that if this continued any longer, Attuma will be fucking you completely flat on the bed.

"Attuma-," you tried to speak as you felt him still fucking into you, your orgasm lasting longer because of it. "Please-"

"Please what, my beauty," Namor asked, standing up from his seat in the corner of the room and making his way to the side of the bed, still stroking himself. "You want it harder?"

"No," you quickly said, shaking your head, finding the strength to unclench one of your hands from the bedsheets and reach out to your husband.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, he took your hand and gently squeezed it, still stroking himself. He could see how much you were creaming on his general and the sight made his dick get harder and he began stroking himself faster.

"No more, baby," you whimpered, Attuma still fucking the air out of you.

"No more?" He questioned in fake surprise. "Attuma, have you had enough?"

Not stopping his thrusting, the large man silently shook his head and the king grinned deviously at his answer and looked down to where Attuma was fucking you. Despite your words, you were still bouncing back on Attuma's dick, hungrily.

Letting go of your hand, he lifted your face up from the bed to see a look of absolute fucked-out bliss on your face. A sight he knew he would never get tired of. A small grin appeared on his face as he told you, "You can go a little longer, my little whore."

"K'uk'ulkan-"

He shook his head in faux disappointment, his grin still in place. "I know you want Attuma to fuck you a little longer. Let him please his queen."

Not waiting for a response from you, he let go of your face and moved back on the bed till he was sitting up against the headboard, his hand never leaving his dick.

You were going to ask him to come back to you when you suddenly felt Attuma flip your body over and you found yourself laying on your back, looking up at the big blue man who, for the past hour and a half, has been fucking you into oblivion.

"Fuck her till she can't think," you heard Namor order Attuma, and like a good general, he followed his king's orders.

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stvrdrops · 1 year

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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?

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flordeamatista · 1 year

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Only You

pairing: cowboy!Steve Rogers x Reader

concept: Even through the worst of times, he would stay beside you and support you - a true rider.

word count: 500

warnings: this is just pure poetic fluff with angst, nickname= Dove

a/n: This is my warmup drabble for Navy and Roo’s @the-slumberparty , my word being ‘rider’.

Masterlist

Wrap me in your arms and let me know how much you care; journey with me through this life, hand in hand.

"Dove, you are my journey in this world," he said, gripping the leather and giving it a tug. It was like a riding game of tug-of-war, with him pulling one way and the situation pulling the other. That's the way he feels for you since the day he first met you.

In the mornings and at nights, this trouble engulfed his body.

You.

Your cheeks tingle as you bite your cheeks when the horse starts to trot.

There is a burning sensation in me and you as well

The scent of your body enticed him to kiss your body while you leant against his chest, looking straight into the horizon.

"I can take you down to the waterfall or to where we can see cows depending on what you'd like to see."

As his breath ran down towards your ear, you felt each word as if it was just a pulse of heat, and you knew that the answer was him. That's what you're looking for.

His presence alone was enough to stir a deep sense of comfort and security in you, as if he were a safe haven from the troubles of the world.

I take in the fresh air, allowing it to fill my lungs with a sense of calm.

Despite being blissfully unaware of everything around you while leaning against him, you felt this moment was akin to being embraced by the warmth of the sun. You knew it would be something you would never forget because of him.

“Anywhere, Steve, as far as the trees can tell me a story about the wind,” you replied.

Your eyes trail off into the distance, and you notice how brightly the sun is shining towards the trees and fairy lights interspersed among the trees. It was like a picture postcard, a vivid snapshot of beauty that seemed to come to life in front of your eyes. Turning your head back, you saw the most beautiful azure eyes that understood exactly what you were saying.

You felt Steve kiss your head and give a slight jerk with his hands, telling the horse to change direction.

You knew, deep in your heart, that this he is the person you had been searching for all these years.

He would be the one who would remain beside you, no matter what life throws at you. Even through the worst of times, he would stay beside you and support you - a true rider.

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Royal Surprise // Shuri

Summary/Request: Ouuuu that Shuri smut had my mouth watering. Can you do one where she sneaks away from Wakanda to see the reader who is currently in college in the states? - Anonymous

Pairing: Shuri x Hbcu!FemReader

Warning: Fluff

Word Count: 1.3k

You let out a sigh as the pencil in your hand tapped away at the notebook on your desk. Trying to figure out the solution to the equation printed on paper was starting to give you a small headache. It was also a pain that your roommate was no help. You were smart but not on her level. Hell, even your girlfriend could answer this question just by glancing at it. She may be the princess of Wakanda but her brain was non comparable. One of the smartest people you know.

“Still can’t figure it out?” A voice broke you from your thoughts and your eyes found your roommates figure.

“Not yet.” You said and she laughed at the way your eyes glared through the braids hanging in front of your face.

“Come on Y/N. You got it.” She said walking towards the door as she slung her bag over her shoulder, headed out the door.

“Yeah with no help from you Riri.” You scoffed wishing she would just give you the answer. But according to her, it would help you learn it. “Why can’t I just pay you like everyone else?”

“We’ve known each other for too long to do that. Plus I enjoy watching you struggle. It’s what best friends are for.” she shrugged feeling way too amused at you failing to answer the problem.

“Haha. Where are you going anyway? Your next class doesn’t start for 30 more minutes.” You asked and she held up her phone.

“That bullhead from the football team owes me a band. He didn’t pay yesterday, so the price got raised.” She smirked and you shook your head. The things people will do for a good grade goes beyond you.

“So lunch should be on you then?” You laughed as she turned to you with a straight face. “Hey you’re the one with the deep pockets, big money.”

“Yeah but you haven’t figured out that problem yet. Bet still stands genius.” You gave a frown as she turned to leave.

“Yeah yeah! I’ll bring dinner though.” She called out as she closed the door behind her. You shook your head as you continued trying to figure out the problem. You let an hour pass before you felt yourself nodding off, class work completely forgotten in the notebook on your desk. You heard a light knock causing you to stir out of your sleep, checking your phone for the time.

“Riri isn’t here!” You shouted at who was probably one of her future customers. You moved to head to the fridge before another knock hit the door. You sighed in frustration as you dragged yourself to the door after slipping on some sweats. “I already told you if you’re looking for Riri she’s not-” You swung the door open and your jaw just about hit the floor. At the door stood your long distance girlfriend and princess of Wakanda herself. She wore a black tracksuit with the curls in her hair falling over her eyes. You went to start questioning her before she put a finger up to her lips, signaling you to stay quiet. She gently pushed you backwards to get into the room and scoop you up in her arms.

“What are you doing here?” You asked in a hushed squeal as she kissed you softly. You eagerly returned the kiss after throwing your arms over her shoulders. Her hands held you close before you pulled away with wide eyes.

“I came to see you. For the first time I grew bored in my lab so I decided to fly out to surprise you.” she told you and you felt like a kid in a candy store. It’s not often she has time to call let alone visit.

"I get that. But who brought you? How did you get here? Okoye isn’t outside, is she? Someone might think she’s up to something.” You began to panic before she grabbed your face.

“No one is outside. I came on my own.” She grinned as you grabbed her arms to pull her into your room.

“But what did your mother say about it?” You asked and she shrugged

“She can’t speak on what she doesn’t know.” You covered your mouth to contain your laughter.

“You are a sneaky little shit.” You said to her and she hugged you again, burying her face in your neck. She missed you. You too miss these moments, every time you have to part from her for a while. But her being here, with you in her arms, soaking in her warmth. You wouldn’t trade it for the world. You didn’t even hear the door open until the sound of a bag dropping caught your attention. You turned to see Riri with the widest her eyes have ever been.

“Riri, calm down. I can explain.” You told her as her hands flew to her head.

“Calm down? You wanna tell me why my best friend is all up on the princess of Wakanda?!” She said in disbelief and you went to scratch your neck.

“Riri, this is Shuri. My girlfriend. Baby this is my best friend Riri.” You introduced the two as Riri tried to keep her composure.

“So this is Riri?” Shuri asked with an amused grin as your roommate struggled to hold it together.

“You know about me? Does she know about me? How come I didn’t know about her? Y/N-”

“Okay relax. I didn’t tell you because Wakanda had their own problems and I didn’t want to involve you.” You spoke before she could muster out another question.

“Y/N is right. My homeland did have its own affairs to deal with. I asked her to keep it on the low. But I am glad to finally meet the person she talks so much about.” You grabbed her arm causing her to look down at you.

“How long do you think you have?” As soon as the question left your mouth a voice spoke out from her kimoyo beads. Riri looked around the room before Shuri held up her wrist.

“Shuri?” A voice sang and you looked up at the princess with a worried glance.

“Mother.” She replied softly.

“I sent Okoye to fetch you only for her to come back and tell me, you are not here. Is there a reason you aren’t at the palace right now?” The queen asked and Shuri gave a nervous laugh.

“I just stepped away from the palace for a couple minutes. Needed to grab some things.” She lied trying to cover her tracks.

“Did you forget I can track location daughter.” The queen said with a firm tone that even you couldn’t lie to her.

“Hi Queen Ramonda.” You mumbled a greeting and the queen gave a soft laugh.

“Hello sweet Y/N. Please make sure my daughter returns at an appropriate time.” She said to you and you nodded even though she couldn’t see me.

“I’ll return soon mother. Just wanted to come see her.” Shuri said before kissing you temple.

“I understand child. Just remember to tell me next time.” The queen mused, causing her daughter to roll her eyes. You now see where Shuri got her habit of checking locations from.

“Understood. Now I gotta go.”

The conversation ended and you grabbed your purse and Shuri’s hand as you dashed to the door.

“I’ll be back later!” You called out to Riri who was still stunned by the entire ordeal.

“But what about the class work?” She motioned to your desk still covered in notebook paper.

“Finish it for me. Please? I’ll owe you big time!” You shouted going out the door before she could respond. She stared at the door you just locked and shook her head.

“Ain’t that some shit.”

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fakefiller · 1 year

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Our Little Secret.

Warnings — frat!bucky x reader, frat!steve x reader, kidnapping, mean!bucky, lots of degradation, protected sex bc they’re sluts??, crying during sex, threesome, mean-ish!reader, slapping, anal.

A/N — from the list of writing ideas from @kinanabinks <3 such a lovely writer

It was the biggest game of the year and you knew this. The rancid smell of the suit made your nostrils ache and stomach churn. ‘The extra credit will be worth it, they said’ you repeat to yourself as you put on the head of the otter suit, physically recoiling when the fur comes in contact with your face.

“I think it’s in here!” You hear a voice yell, more footsteps following behind it.

Panic sits in your gut but you decide not to react. Instead, you do your best to quickly – yet quietly – hide in the broom closet of the locker room. You stand bunched up behind the shelf that holds the mop bucket and broom, keeping your breaths to a minimum.

“Where the fuck could a mascot have gone?” The voice was right outside of the broom closet and you’re trying your absolute best not to move but your foot itches.

Your fucking foot itches.

You lean down to scratch the bottom of your shoe with the otter arm, failing terribly and slipping on a wet rag. “Fuck!” You yell, holding your knee in the fetal position.

The boys return to the door, twisting the knob, giving you no time to react to the intrusion. You wince and do your best to stand, preparing to charge at the group but as more appear you lose the faux confidence you once had. Adrenaline builds up in your veins and you rush them anyway, head butting one of them in the abs unsuccessfully. You fly back onto the ground with a soft scoff and the group laughs, almost offended you tried to take them on.

“Look at this fucking idiot.” The tall brunette laughs manically, resting his hand on his stomach.

“Buck, don’t be rude. Let’s just take him and go.” The taller blonde suggests, and it doesn’t register that they think you’re a guy.

“Yeah, yeah. Grab him, Steve. Me and the others’ll make sure the coast is clear.”

“Yes sir.” Steve reaches down to pick you up and you gasp at how easily he throws you over his shoulder.

All you remember is being put in the back of a white van and blacking out from how rough the brown-haired boy was driving. ‘College fucking sucks’ you think to yourself, rolling your eyes as you sit strapped to a chair in what looks like a basement. The room is dimly lit, the only source of light coming from a small window. Your head is spinning, various thoughts racing through your mind but the only one you’re sure of is that they can’t kill you. Their DNA is all over your school's locker room.

“Well, well, well. Let’s see who we have this year.” Bucky announces, beginning to undo the straps of the otter head.

“No way you fucking lames do this middle-school ass ritual every year.” You scoff, shaking your hair out of your face as he pulls off the helmet.

“Oh, shit.” Steve chuckles, swiping his hand over his face.

“We fucked up.” Bucky rubs his temples, a look of fear taking over his expression.

“No shit! It’s been guys every year, why choose a girl now?” Steve questions.

“Can I go now..” You yawn, tossing your head back against the back of the wooden chair.

“Uh – yeah. Keep this between us? I need to start in the game tonight. There’s supposed to be NFL scouts there.” Bucky confesses and Steve stares at him with a ‘just let her go’ look.

“Our little secret.” You nod.

“I’m untying you now.” Steve expresses, approaching you with his hands up.

“Make it speedy, I have to re-do my hair because of you dickheads.” You sigh, flexing your wrist in the suit as he unties each of your limbs.

“There you go.” Steve huffs as he stands back up, taking a second to take in your beauty in the dimly lit room.

“I’ll call you an uber.” Bucky adds as he pulls out his phone, being as quick as possible.

“Do me a favor and stay off my campus.” You add, staying seated until he lets you know that your ride is here.

A week has passed since the Incident, leaving you somewhat shook but free from ever being in that awful suit again. That is, until you see them. Both of them.

You walk into your local cafe, prepared to order your usual until their faces come into your line of vision. The anger in your stomach festers. Thanks to them, you missed your date with Pietro before the game and you still feel horrible about it.

“Dude, I think that’s the chick we kidnapped.” Bucky whispers to Steve and he turns back, making direct eye contact with you.

You don’t miss the way the anger in your stomach falters when he looks you up and down, admiring the way your miniskirt sits on your hips.

“Next in line.” Kennedy calls out and waves you up.

“I didn’t know you worked today, Ken! I would’ve come up way sooner.” You leaned against the counter, giving your friend a kiss on the cheek.

“I’m about to go on break, meet outside in 10?” She smiles, handing you a bag with an unreleased cake pop in it.

“You know it, see you then.” You blow her kiss and inevitably feel the two large boys staring daggers into you.

“They did what?!” Kennedy gasps.

“Mhm. I won’t lie, I was petrified but I realized they’re just football players. Just because they go to the much richer school across from us didn’t mean shit to me.” You shrug, sipping on the iced caramel latte nursed in your hand.

“I wanna be you when I grow up. You had a group of super hot, super tall football players kidnapping you for fun! I can’t believe you didn’t fuck at least one of them.” She laughs, taking a drag from the dull cigarette.

“You’re just a shameless slut.” You scoff playfully, not fully against the proposition. “I had a date with Piet that I ended up missing but still, I couldn’t go out with another guy after getting trained. That’s fucked.”

“Maybe morally, but it’s not illegal. If I were you, I’d go find them and fuck them but that’s just me.” She shrugs, dropping the cigarette butt to the ground and stomping it out.

“Remind me why you’re in SAA again?”

“Oh fuck off.” Kennedy replies with a chuckle, pushing you up from your chair. “I’m being serious! Live life and have fun, we’re in college for fuckssake.”

“Fine, fine! I’ll go fuck two random college boys who tried to kidnap me because they thought I was a guy.” You’d be lying if the idea wasn’t exciting you.

“I want all the details after. Shit, just record it.” She gives you a wink and shoos you inside.

To your disbelief, they’re still sitting at the booth that was given to them 30 minutes ago. You swallow your anxiety and march over to them with your head held high and thighs almost clenching together. Without a word said you sit down next to the blonde who you somehow trust more than the brunette.

“I want you to fuck me. Both of you. At once.”

Bucky looks at Steve and Steve looks at Bucky with a concerned look, and you start to panic. Why would you listen to Kennedy?

“Your place or ours?” Bucky asks with his head resting on his knuckles.

“Yours. I don’t want anyone I know to see me with you.” You retort quickly, avoiding eye contact with either of them.

“So what are we waiting for, exactly?” Steve asks.

“Wait – ya’ll have condoms, right? I don’t wanna catch whatever you two might have.”

“If you’re so sure we’re useless fuckboys that might ‘have something’ why even fuck us, hm?” Bucky taunts.

“Just shut up and take me to your place.” You push yourself out of the booth and Steve follows your action, Bucky reciprocating it on the other side.

Not a single word was spoken when you were pushed against the door of their apartment, Steve fumbling with the keys and Bucky kissing you feverishly. You moan in unison as you stand on the tips of your toes to hold onto his face when the door swings open. Steve tosses the keys, stripping away his flannel and pulling you out of Bucky’s grasp. Bucky has no time to be mad, instead kicking the door closed with the back of his shoe. The door slams and you jump, sighing when Steve picks you up and tosses you onto his exposed shoulder.

Bucky follows behind like a lost dog, wasting no time on tearing away his shorts and boxers, fumbling through his dresser drawer for two condoms.

“Shouldn’t we warm her up first, Buck?” Steve asks, removing his shorts while you do the same with your skirt.

“Nah. She wants to act like a slut so we’ll fuck her like one. Cockhungry whores don’t get special treatments.” Bucky replies, each word hitting your core.

“Is that what you want? To be fucked like a senseless slut?” Steve moves his hand under your chin, forcing you to make eye contact. Before you can reply, you get distracted by the faint ‘schlick’ the condom makes while Bucky slides it onto his twitching cock. “Answer me.” He demands, gently slapping the skin of your cheek.

You moan at the sensation, a meek ‘yes’ floating in the silent room.

“She’s into that rough shit. I’ll make sure to ruin her good.” Bucky meant for it to be a silent thought to himself but you heard it, rolling your eyes back into your head.

“I need both of you at once, I can take it.” You utter, your voice smaller than you intended it to be.

“Shit, she’s insatiable. Hurry up, Ste. Can’t keep her waiting, can we?”

Steve nods and carefully rips open the Magnum, stroking his aching cock before stretching the rubber around it.

“You ready, sweet thing?” Steve asks, moving to position himself behind you while Bucky situates himself between your legs from the front.

“Mh–” You’re cut off by a quick intrusion, the words on your tongue morphing into a loud moan.

Bucky’s cock sinks into your tight cunt with ardor while Steve fills your ass to the brim. You’ve never felt so full. Thinking back to your conversation with Kennedy you feel for your phone and grab it from under the pillow, flipping to the camera on shaky hands.

“We good to move, baby?” Steve asks quietly between closed teeth.

You nod, allowing yourself to get used to the feel. Your eyes screw shut and you throw your head back, back arching up into the air to expose your tits to Bucky. Steve sighs as the tip of him envelops in the warmth of your tight hole. He presses himself a little deeper inside, slowly filling you up until you were sure you couldn't take anymore, and then you did. His pace moving inside of you was agony as he stretches you like a rubber band.

Bucky’s tip hit the wet spongy spot inside of you without trying, his thick length making it impossibly hard to feel anything but him. He let out a heavy breath, looking down at you with a focused stare. "You're so fucking tight for such a dumb slut." he told you, straining to control himself as you clench around him. You take it graciously, nothing but heavy breaths and shallow whines escaping from you as you stretch around him.

Your lips form to say something, but the words die on your tongue as Steve slowly moves to pull out of you. He stops at the tip before pushing back inside, not quite fully seated back inside of you as he builds a steady pace. It was slow and gentle enough to make you feel like crying.

You were speechless, breathless, as you relish in the burn. You bury your face in the pillow next to your head, dropping your phone to grip them tightly as your fingers let you. When Steve pulled out to the tip again, he pressed one hand to your lower belly before he thrust into you.

The scream you let out was otherworldly when Steve and Bucky began to thrust in unison. Your core was lit aflame, clit throbbing painfully. It’s almost as if Steve could sense it, the way he maneuvered his hand down to play with the sensitive bundle of nerves. Bucky whimpered when you clenched around him, almost suffocating his cock. They watched with dark eyes as you struggled to take them at once like you promised you could.

Bucky takes Steve’s place and settles his hand on your stomach, feeling himself inside of you while he thrusts, the feeling of your body trying to take all of him making him impossibly harder. Steve was rutting himself into you from behind, watching the way your hole took everything it could get.

“Fuck, baby, you’re taking us so well. You were made for us – fuck – weren’t you?” Bucky praises, tucking a lock of hair behind your ear.

You whimper in response, words falling flat no matter how hard you try to push them out. His cock drags in and out of you in the most delicious way, gathering a feeling of ecstasy you could never reach without him. He was so thick, so big, he was perfect. He whimpered into your ear as Steve relentlessly fucked into you, his face inches from your own. He practically growled into your ear, voice dripping with pleasure as he spoke. "Gonna fucking ruin you, needy fucking slut.”

Tears were gathering in the corner of your eyes as you raised your hand before your head to hold onto Steve’s tousled hair, gripping his locks as you tugged on them. You spoke through the haze of senseless euphoria, shaking your head. "Don't want anyone else. Want you, only you two."

When the tight coil of your orgasm became sharper you knew you couldn’t last. How could you when you have the two hottest men you’ve ever seen plowing into you at the same time? Your mind was blank, words escaping you. All you could make out was a faint ‘m gonna cum’ before the dam burst, your body convulsing as you ride out your high on the sensation of their cocks driving into you with no end in sight.

You held onto Bucky like he would slip away at a moment's notice as he continued to fuck into you. You thrashed and moaned as tears of pleasure stream down your cheeks.

“ShitShitShit, I’m gonna-” Steve didn't get to finish the word, interrupted by a shout as he finally came. His hips stuttered and your bodies pressed closely together as he came as deeply inside of the condom as he could. “F..Fuck, sweetheart!” Bucky followed right after, allowing the mind-numbing, vision-dulling pleasure to take over his body while he spilt his seed into the protective rubber. You were so tiny underneath them as each one huffed and moaned on top of you.

You blacked out for a second, coming back down to reality when Steve's sloppy kisses peppered the skin on your naked shoulder. All three of you had to catch your breaths, too wrapped up in the other to worry about anything but getting your breathing even before you blacked out. You stayed like that for a moment, basking in the feeling of each thick cock filling you up.

“Holy, fucking, shit.” Steve breathes out, slowly pulling himself out of your ass.

“I know, right?” Bucky huffs, reciprocating Steve’s action, removing himself from your puffy cunt.

“Can I… spend the night?” You request with a sigh, sitting up to end the video on your phone.

“You can stay the month if you want to, baby. Our little secret, right?” Bucky asks, placing a gentle kiss to your forehead while Steve cleans up.

“Our little secret.”

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