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timeya · 7 months

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MONEY AND LOVE 2

pairing: shuri x black fem!reader

summary: in which you and Shuri share a mutual interest between money and love

warnings: slight teasing, t’challa’s here 🥳

translations: sisi omncinci - little sister.

word count: 4.3k (half the size of the first one…)

saints's notes: welcome to saint records! i truly hope you enjoy this one. by FAR one of my fav fics i’ve written. sorrows, sorrows, prayers for taking so long with this one, i was just simpin over a bunch of men (still am) but you know i had to write for bae!

love y’all deep!

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money and love pt.1

The silence of the store was slowly killing Justine and Leilani as they sat in the comfortable burgundy chairs. Patiently waiting for their friend, they drank the complimentary flutes of strawberry champagne.

"Why the fuck is it so quiet in here? Don't they got some quiet background music or sumn?" Leilani complained and slouched on the chair, hoping for you to come back quickly.

"Already felt some old geezer staring at me when we walked in like do i not look lesbian enough?" Justine expressed and looked at Leilani for an answer to which Lani just shook her head. "I don't?" Justine stressed, taking out her compact mirror from one of her pockets on her denim jacket.

Before Leilani could comment, she heard your voice as you walked closer and closer to where they were sitting. You walked in the room first with the sales associate trailing right behind you, holding two large orange boxes.

"Sorry I took so long guys, the Kelly's were a bit further and your custom scarves were sealed." You smiled at your friends, clasping your hands together, your Patek shining as the sun hit the diamonds.

Leilani stood up to hug you tightly and immediately walked to the sales associate, eagerly waiting for him to open the boxes already. You returned the hug and took a seat next to Justine who immediately held your hand as you sat, squeezing it as a sign that she was grateful. A little code you three made when you were flying into France two days ago.

"Okay ladies. I must admit, I am incredibly excited to reveal your Kellys for you. We'll start with Justine." He smiled at your best friend, putting special gloves on to touch the large box. He took the lid of the box and put it to the side, revealing the famous Hermés logo on the dust bag. He gently opened the dust bag to take out Justine's custom Kelly bag. The silver hardware on the bag had contrasted beautifully with the lilac colour, her name embroidered in the bottom corner of the bag.

Leilani's Kelly was slightly bigger than Justine's however hers had little flowers painted along the bottom, with the bag being the most beautiful shade of blue. Both girls had tears in their eyes as they held their bags, immediately tackling you into a group hug. "As long as you guys are happy, then I am as well."

Leaving the large boutique, you could feel the Dora Milaje's eyes on you three, keeping a close eye on you per Shuri's request. You see, the princess never hid her fondness for you from anyone really. The only one who had no clue what was going on was her older brother, T'Challa.

Reaching the Maybach SUV, you placed the bags in the trunk along with the other luxury bags that had filled the car as the day went by. As you entered the driver's seat, your best friends took their seats. You started the car and you drove to the last of your appointments in luxurious stores, Cartier.

You had planned this specific activity for the three of you very thoroughly as it's usually quite difficult to get appointments with this specific brand but because you are closely connected with Shuri, it was the easiest process. You were getting matching love bracelets with Justine and Leilani with a few customisations and although you already had quite the stack of these bracelets, one more couldn't hurt, right?

Admiring your pricey friendship bracelet, you had waited for your friends in their lounge already cozied up as you had paid before even boarding the private flight to France. It was quite a warm Saturday in Paris, the streets bustling with people walking everywhere. You just wanted to get back to the hotel to at least get a chance to call Shuri. She had excused herself earlier in the day to report to her country's needs and you knew that the time difference would be weird but you just wanted to check in on her.

"Miss Y/N." You were pulled out of your thoughts by Tobi, one of the Dora that was assigned to you. You hummed in response as you looked at her then your friends who were looking around the shop. "The Black Panther would like to inform you that she is okay and will be in contact with you soon." She reported. "Okay, thank you Tobi. Would you like anything here?" You asked and the shock on her face was prevalent, causing you to smile.

"O-oh no Miss, I cannot accept that." She replied and you shook your head, standing up. "I'm ordering you to choose something for yourself and please let the other Dora know. We won't leave until you all have something." You expressed, the smile on your face never leaving. Tobi hesitantly walked away to tell the others who had to come to you for confirmation of your choice. After 30 minutes, everyone walked out of Cartier and all drove to the hotel, exhausted yet delighted with today's activities.

Seeing as you shared the large penthouse on the top floor with Leilani and Justine, all three of you entered the penthouse elevator carrying all your shopping bags and immediately sighing the second the elevator doors closed. "Gahdamn, I haven't had such a workout since that Drake concert last month." Leilani breathed out as she placed the bags on the floor and held her hips.

"You mean the concert or Aubrey himself?" You teased, earning a little push on your arm as you and Justine burst out laughing. "Man, it ain't even like that." Leilani kissed her teeth. "Girl, we all know that man want you. No man just buys a Porsche for a little crush." Justine snickered. Leilani glared at the both of you before smiling a little. "Yeah but I signed up to be in my whorish era and plus he weird as hell."

"You are right about that one but does he know that you're not interested?" You questioned, noticing how slow this elevator was. "I told him but- oh my god, he's gonna write a song about me." Leilani slapped her hand over her mouth and looked visibly stressed. "I don't need bad blood with 21 Savage." She sulked and you both couldn't help but laugh.

The elevator door eventually opened and you were met with a beautiful surprise. Bouquets of white roses were lined up alongside a few candles. You stepped out first, absolutely mesmerised by the sight before you. Justine was about to step out too but Leilani pulled her back into the elevator. "Y/n! We'll be downstairs to check out a few cafés, you have fun now!" She called out to you as she repeatedly pressed the closing button until it finally shut, giving you your privacy.

Taking off your heeled boots, you walked through the penthouse, leaving your shopping bags in the foyer. You couldn't hear anything besides the streets of Paris below. Walking into the living area, you noticed the chocolate cupcakes on the coffee table. With that being your favourite dessert, you immediately reached for one however you felt a sharp tap on your shoulder. Turning around, you tried not to scream but you quickly realised that the stranger was Shuri in her Panther suit that you've never seen her in.

“Oh..my..god.” The only words that could come out spewed out of your mouth as you admired the suit that you had thought was a myth a few months back. The sun reflected on the gold and silver accents of the suit with you desperately wanting to reach your manicured hands onto it. Slowly looking at her face, you saw the shit-eating grin she had displayed on her lips as she watched you gawk over her. She absolutely loved seeing your reaction to the suit, wishing she could’ve recorded it.

“Hello my love.” Shuri rasped out, staring into your eyes as her finger hooked under your chin, her signature scent flooded your nose as she stood ever so close to you. Trying to find the words to say to to the Panther was hard, with you eventually deciding to give your lazy smile, one similar to the type of smile you’d give her after hours of pleasure.

“Hi Shuri.” You managed to get out as you felt her suit-clad arms wrap around your waist, her hands deciding to rest on your lower back, giving you shivers when she let one hand fall down to your ass. “Tell me about your day. I heard you were quite the gift giver.” She smirked as her hand kept rubbing the same spot on your side where you had a surprise for the royal.

“It was a cute day. Finally picked up the bags for the girls and just decided to spoil them today because they deserve it. With the Dora, I wanted everyone to leave Cartier with something so..” you answered, watching her react with an impressed smile on her face, making you feel like you accomplished something that she would be proud of you.

“And did you get yourself something, entle?” She questioned, letting go of your body as she turned to the couches in the living area to take a seat then patting her thigh, making you internally squeal at the thought of you sitting on her lap once again. Ever since that wonderful night, all you ever wanted to do was to recreate that moment but you were way too scared to initiate anything of that sort.

Walking over to her and straddling her as she relaxed her head on the couch as she watched you settle on her lap. “Well, I did get myself something for my graduation soon and a few clothes for that surprise you were talking about.” You replied, playing with your nails, avoiding her eyes completely. “I’m so proud of you, sthandwa. I’m glad that I’m by your side.” She expressed all while slowly sliding her hands on your thighs as she listened to you speak. Shuri absolutely loved these little moments of intimacy between the two of you, be it sexual or non sexual. She had said that she would give you the world and she’s working on making sure you see the appreciation she has for you.

She would pay millions to see your smile every day as the sun would shine on your beautiful brown skin.

Laying your head on her lap as she gently stroked your arm, you were completely unaware of where you were travelling to as you slept peacefully from the moment the Royal Talon Fighter took off from the rooftop of the Wakandan Social Centre in California after you dropped off Leilani and Justine, specifically at Drake’s house but that’s a story for another day.

Several minutes later, you felt a hand shake you a little as you stirred out of your sleep, not feeling the aircraft moving anymore. You opened your eyes to the interior of the aircraft, seeing a few of the Dora’s hastily walking out while a few stayed inside waiting for you to exit. You sat up to see Shuri staring at you with a smile on her face and she reached for your hand as she stood up before you. You quickly fixed your Fendi bucket hat along with the wig underneath it before taking her soft hand and standing, holding your phone in the other hand.

Walking down the ship slope, you couldn’t stop your eyes from looking everywhere. Breathing in the extremely clean air, you looked at the different Dora’s who were amused by your widened eyes taking in the space before you. Looking forward, you saw Okoye and Ayo standing at the end of the slope, looking ever so powerful. Beyond them, you saw figures standing in front of this grand building that you had yet to recognise.

Shuri had greeted Okoye and Ayo, along with Aneka who was excited to the young royal after Shuri had said that she has a surprise) and seeing the Dora’s that Shuri had been speaking very fondly about had heightened your anxiety. The three women turned to you with warm smiles on their faces as they observed you standing next to Shuri, sensing your anxiety.

“Hello Miss Y/n. Welcome to Wakanda.” Okoye had greeted and her words had made you stomach drop in excitement. Turning to Shuri with your hand covering your mouth from shock, she chuckled at you before placing her arm around you to bring you closer to her body. “O-oh u-uh um, hello. Um, your country is spectacular.” You managed to stutter out to the women in front of you. All they did was nod their heads with the smae warm smiles they greeted you with.

“Come, I have people I want you to meet.” Shuri leaned down to whisper in your ear as she still kept her arm around your waist as she guided you towards the entrance of the palace.

“And so I see my little sister all happy outside the lab. Bast, if only we knew it would take a beautiful soul next to her to drag her out.” A voice boomed out, heavy footsteps making their way towards the both of you before stopping in front of Shuri. Lifting your head up, you were met with the sight of T’Challa, smiling ever so brightly at the arrival of his younger sister and her guest. The siblings did their handshake, ending with the ‘Wakanda Forever’ gesture.

He then turned to you and you could swear that your soul had left your body for a quick second. You mustered your best smile and held your hand out to which he ignored it and rather open his arms for a hug. Taken aback, you hesitantly walked into the hug, immediately feeling comfortable the moment he reciprocated the hug. After letting go, you stepped back into Shuri’s space who was now behind. Ready to introduce yourself, Shuri decided to do it for you instead whilst placing her hands on your waist. “Brother, I’d like you to meet Y/n Y/l/n. She’s my person.” She smiled, watching her brother take in the information that his sister blessed him with.

Letting the smile take over your face, you were thankful to Shuri for clarifying to her brother your current relationship status with his sister however you weren’t even sure what exactly you were with Shuri as the two of you had gone past the sugar baby/sugar daddy (mommy) stage when you two had met. You weren’t sure what these feelings for Shuri were but they felt good.

“Well, I am T’Challa. It is a great pleasure to meet the person that has stolen my sister’s attention. And this,” he gestured behind him a stunning woman, who walked over to greet Shuri with a hug. “Sisi omncinci” the woman had said as she let go of Shuri and made her way to you. “This is my person, Nakia.” He finished, looking ever so fondly at the woman. “Hello, my name is Nakia and might I say, you are absolutely stunning.” She expressed as she held your hands in hers. The smile never leaving your face, you introduced yourself to her as she studied your face.

“Not to interrupt this adorable moment-” “That’s exactly what you’re doing, brother.” Shuri rolled her eyes with a smile when her brother sent her a look. “Anyway, Y/n. If you don’t mind me asking, is that the Rolex Oyster Perpetual? With diamonds?” T’Challa asked as he studied your hand, admiring your watch.

Looking down at your wrist at the pink watch that Shuri had given you as a gift when you complained about your studies to her, you nodded. “Oh yes it is! Shuri had them put on.” You smiled at him, seeing his face that held impression. “And might I ask if that is the Tiffany Dial addition?” You questioned, excitedly looking at his wrist as you finally were talking to someone about your love of watches.

Both Nakia and Shuri stood back as they watched their people fangirl over each other’s watches, discussing other watches. “I think your brother has made a best friend.” Nakia commented with a chuckle.

Walking into Shuri’s large bedroom within the palace, you slowly walked towards the bed, plopping down with exhaustion as she walked in behind you and locking the door. You were too exhausted to even marvel at the intricate details of her grand bedroom, just wanting to get in the bed with her and rest after today’s activities. After lunch with T’Challa and Nakia, Shuri had taken you to the infamous lab, excitedly showing off the place then going into the lively streets of the Golden City which had a street festival in honour of Shuri returning after a while out of Wakanda. Dancing the night away, you both came back into the palace with heavy eyelids.

She sat next to you and placed her hand onto your thigh, rubbing it ever so slightly. With your breathing slightly harbouring from her touch, you could feel your arousal slowly peaking in. She watched as your chest heave up and down and decided to rub her hand a little higher, seeing the reaction on your face. Opening your eyes, you saw her eyes lowering as she took in your body. It had changed the more you spent time in Pilates and from a special thing she would use on you from time to time.

She leaned down to your face, placing a few pecks onto your lips with you chasing her lips after the last kiss but you knew you were too exhausted. Shuri slightly tapped your face with her fingers, waking you up as she could see that you were slipping into sleep. “Come on baby, we need to go change so that we can sleep.” Shuri trailed off, feeling exhaustion take over her body as well.

After a much needed shower, you were both in your sleeping garments, with yours being a large t shirt and cotton shorts with her being boxers and a simple white tank top. Out of nowhere, you suddenly remembered the surprise you had for her. You were certain she hadn’t seen it in the shower so you were excited to show her. “Shuri?” You whispered out to her. She hummed in response as she was getting the bed ready for you two.

“S-so, I did something and I hope you like it as much as I do.” You softly smiled as you lifted up the large shirt to just under your neck, showing her your back. Her eyes went wide and she practically ran to your side to look closer, your giggles filling the room.

You had gotten your first ever tattoo two weeks ago and it looked healed even though you knew it was far from it as it was such a big tattoo. It stretched from just underneath your neck to the end of your lower back and of course it was painful but it’s something you’ve wanted for a while. You see, Shuri hasn’t seen it because the both of you had been busy, you battling your final exams before graduation and her with her Panther duties.

Shuri gawked over it for a while and asked multiple questions as if she hadn’t had her few scattered across her body. “It’s so beautiful, my love.” She commented. Shuri had also wanted to talk about something else and you could see that it had been troubling her the whole day. “Shuri. What’s wrong? Have you been worried the whole day?” You wondered, putting your shirt down and led her to the bed to sit next to her but she put you on her lap once again.

“The introduction I gave to my brother about you. I’ve been thinking about it.” She expressed and you could see the emotion swarming through her eyes. “Oh.” You said. Now that you thought about it, you’ve thought of what title you wanted to give Shuri but could never figure out how to tell her.

“U-um,” you started. “I’d like to say my feelings now because I’ve also been thinking about it as well.” You said and she nodded, wanting you to continue. “Obviously you know that I’ve never been experienced in anything romantic my whole life so you know that I’m new to these sort of conversations. But u-um,” you took a deep breath before continuing. “I like you beyond the agreement and I can’t figure out these emotions that you give to me. It’s a warmth I feel everytime I’m around you and it makes me feel..happy. You’ve treated me so amazing that I think, no, I know I’ve fallen for you.” You finished, absolutely terrified for her next words but glad that you were able to express them to her.

Her hand lifted up to stroke your cheek as she searched your eyes. “My pretty y/n.” She said, making you giggle at the nickname. “I want to wake up next to you and watch as the Wakandan sunrise reflects in your eyes every day. You..you make me extremely happy so would you please do me the honour of being my girl?” She said, holding you so close to her as if you were the most precious cargo to her, to which you were to her.

You nodded, feeling the warmth spread through your body once again. You threw your arms around her neck as she held you for what felt like forever. You slowly let go and held her shoulders for support. “My girlfriend.” She whispered as you leaned in to kiss her once again, only letting go to take breaths before diving into each other’s spaces.

The Wakandan stars shone on the both of you throughout the night as Shuri had wanted to show you that you were her girl and that she was your girl.

“Miss Y/n Y/l/n, Bachelor of Science with an achievement of a Cum Laude on The Dean’s List.” Professor Danbury called out your name from the podium. You walked onto the stage, carefully walking in your heels while doing your little celebratory dance whilst walking past other professors along with the Dean, giving you the biggest smile and a hug as she handed you the certificate and other documents. The cheers from the crowd had brought a smile onto your face, the loudest coming from Justine, Leilani, T’Challa, M’baku and Shuri. The Dora had called out their celebratory chant for the duration of you on the University stage.

“Once again, congratulations to the class of 2024!” The Dean had cheered, you and the rest of the students from your year had stood up and threw the graduation caps up in the year. After congratulating your college friends once again, you made your way outside where you were greeted with your new found family with Wakanda. You knew that your parents knew of your graduation but they had made no effort which never hurt your feelings so you were more than happy with your life.

Leilani had been the first one to run towards you, giving you a bone crushing hug while crying. “Oh my god! My baby graduated!” She exclaimed. The rest of the crew came to congratulate you, definitely putting attention on all of you as the royal family of Wakanda was there. Shuri had been the last of everyone to come up to you. Cupping your cheeks, she planted a kiss before hugging you and spinning you around.

“Congratulations, my love. I’m so proud of you.” She smiled, kissing you once again. You thanked her and spent time with the crew before Shuri remembered that she had a surprise for you (well more like the surprise texted her). “Oh! Entle, come with me. I have a surprise for you.” She said as she stood up from the benches the crew found on the campus gardens. Everyone followed you as you held Shuri’s hand and walked towards the large parking lot. She had stopped you before walking towards your Rolls Royce.

Looking behind you, all you heard were giggles from your friends and the crew taking out their phones to film your reactions. Along with other people that wanted to see what was happening.

“Shuri, what did you do?” You questioned, worried about the amount of eyes looking at you and your girlfriend. “So,” she started, chuckling ever so lightly. “Last week, you were eagerly talking about something and I knew it would make you happy.” She smirked at the confusion displayed on your face.

Before you could respond, you saw a light blue Ferrari SF90 drive in with a large red bow on top of the hood of the car. You squeezed Shuri’s hand as your dream car drove towards you. Looking at her, the smirk never left her face. “Oh my god! Shuri! You didn’t-” You couldn’t even finish your sentence as the car parked and your celebrity crush and favourite formula 1 driver came out of the driver’s side with a large smile on his face.

“Is that fucking Lewis Hamilton?!”

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timeya · 7 months

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Money and Love

pairing: shuri x black fem!reader

theme: Daddy Panther meets her lovely sugar baby.

summary: as if life wasn't rainbows and butterflies enough for you, it just got a little more complicated. you try to survive but a certain panther graciously offers her hand to you.

warnings: lots of brand names bc i can, innocent!reader, panther!shuri, reader's protective and toxic parents, possessive!shuri, cocky!shuri, slight smut, thigh riding, praise kink (from Shuri)

word count: 8.7k words (just walk with me y’all)

translations: sthandwa - love, entle - pretty/beautiful, nkosazana - princess

saints's notes: hello everyone! the lovely @playgurlxoxo came up with this amazinggggg idea so i decided to attempt it 🤭. This is for my people who love a good sugar daddy/sugar baby trope so I hope i reach some people standards. also, can you tell that i love wizkid? no? great!

hope you enjoy!

edit: it took me WEEKS to finish it so y'all better like it! also if there are typos, ignore them!!

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Picking at the warm vegetables on your plate with the food, you listened to your parents converse about your study timetable and how it would need to be adjusted now that your aunt is coming to visit soon.

"I'm telling ya, her grades will be intact whether Melissa is here or not. What you do need to control is your raggedy little sister and she's going to behave in my house. My daughter will graduate from that university with my money in the bank." Your father snapped at your mother the moment she mentioned her younger sister.

Looking at the ticking clock on the wall and seeing the hands hit 2:45. Growing up, that would be your three hour warning mark to finish up any homework and take your ass right to bed to wake up at the crack of dawn because your father wanted you to study. Your friends were your books and maybe your two neighbours, Leilani and Justine.

"I told you, Marcus. You better respect my sister when she gets here. You acting like you the only person contributing money into this home. I work too damn hard to not be given credit." Your mother scoffed, stuffing a mini potato in her mouth as she rolled her eyes at your dad.

He simply sighed, looking at you with the same anger that he held for your mother. The moment you were born, he knew you would inherit everything from your mom and he loathed that. Your mom never told him that she was having a girl and that only pushed him to raise you to be his carbon copy with smarts and it confused you as a child. You cooped yourself up and became 'their precious little angel', staying away from everything the normal kids were doing.

I mean, you only got a phone after your 18th birthday and it only stopped being monitored months ago, giving you freedom to try and find yourself. However, you never gave yourself a chance to explore your personality. You even do college online because of what your parents taught you which is to stay away from people because they all have bad intentions.

"Y/n, take that phone of yours and go outside to take a walk. We need this to be a conversation for grown people." He ordered, immediately making you stand up and take your plate to clean it up. After stepping out of the kitchen, you quickly walked to your room to get changed. Looking at your reflection in the mirror, you looked pretty decent with a light pink knit sweater with a pair of jeans with air force ones.

Heading to the front door, you heard your mother's booming voice from the dining room. "Don't go anywhere near some boys. You already look like a target for them." Rolling your eyes, you took the spare house keys and slammed the door shut as you stood on the porch. You could hear the complaints from your parents but you could care less about anything they have to say.

Your current mood was caused by a realisation you had earlier. You have no money neither do you have any financial freedom. There are things you wish you could do but you knew your parents held you back but they're right, the world wasn't a safe place even if they are superheros protecting the universe.

Shaking your head out of your thoughts, you gently knocked on the oakwood door, feeling your hands trembling. As the door opened, her deep ginger hair peeked through the door and a grin was painted her face as she recognised who was at her doorstep.

"Hey neighbour!" Your good friend and neighbour Leilani, greeted you enthusiastically with her arms open, ready to hug you. You accepted the hug and let go once she invited you inside her home.

"Hey Lei..." You trailed off, admiring her house. It was the complete opposite of what yours was because of the multiple plants adorning her walls and windows along with the vibrant colours of her furniture and how different objects were shaped differently, definitely reflecting her calm yet energetic nature.

Seeing them stop in their tracks in their emerald green kitchen, she turned back to face you with a concerned look on their face. "Nope, I will not allow you to be sad in my house. What's wrong?" Lani ran back to your side and gestured for you to sit on the large couch facing the huge tv.

"It's just," you started, plopping down on the soft couch. "I feel so...weird. People my age are doing things that would put my parents in a coma. I understand why they do what they do but it would be nice to do something for myself for once, y'know?" You whined. All your friend did was nod.

"Look, you probably don't wanna hear this but you need to start doing shit for yourself." She replied, seeing you physically cringe at the curse word. "This friendship is the most independent thing you have going for you. Hell, you even do college online because they asked you to." Leilani turned to face you completely.

"My question to you is what do you want for yourself? And don't even think of mentioning your weird ass parents." She commented, making you cut your eyes at her at the subtle insult directed to your parents.

What do you actually want for yourself? First thing that comes to your mind is freedom but you couldn't betray your parents like that. They sacrificed so much for you but if you think about clearly, the insults and bullying from them was unnecessary because you did everything they asked of you. You couldn't go to school because they wanted you to stay home. You couldn't find your own fashion sense because they claimed it was that of whorish behaviour when behind their backs, you gawked at the gorgeous women who were independent and rich on the one app you were allowed to have, Pinterest.

You envied those women. You hated how they could dress freely as they wanted to, you hated how they spent their money on beautiful bags, vacations and diamonds. You hated the smiles on their faces when holding the expensive bag with the shortest mini skirt on. You hated how you wanted to be just like them. You wanted to be a luxurious babe who had as many shoes as there were diamonds on her cuban link.

And oh, how you wanted to be loved. How you want to show off the flowers you had randomly gotten from your significant other. How you wanted to film your reaction to receiving your dream car. How you wanted to keep your relationship private from the world. And most definitely how you wanted to be treated like a princess both physically and sexually. You knew you had no experience in anything involving things that were in the bedroom. The only way you could express such was reading erotic books in the library far from home but then again, you couldn't bring yourself to read past kisses.

You wanted to be rich. You wanted to be loved. You wanted to be happy. You wanted to be free.

You just didn't know where to start.

"I want to do whatever I want." You answered, seeing a smile spread across Leilani's face. She motioned her hand for you to continue. "I want to be able to go out and be social. I wanna form friendships and relationships. I want to be free, Lani." You expressed, feeling tears prick your eyes at the realisation of your dreams.

Leilani stood up and reached her hand out to you. "Wanna start now?" She smirked. Your small smile dropped from your face along with your shoulders.

"I can't," You hesitated. "I don't have anything. They took my whole allowance and put it in my dad's pocket to go towards the church." You explained. Lani's smile widened even more. She took out her phone to text someone. "That's okay, Justine and I have been waiting for this day."

"Waiting? What are you talking about?" You said, still sitting. You were too scared to stand around in people's houses, your parents said it was rude.

"We are taking you to rebel against your parents. Just give them a bit of a heart attack when we get back." She smirked, aggressively typing her phone. You couldn't even respond because you were so shocked. Justine and Leilani were the wildest people you knew, constantly experimenting with tattoos, piercings and all sorts of clothing.

Maybe this is what you needed in order to start your journey into freedom.

The sun was beaming in your face as you sat in the passenger seat of Justine's car, driving down roads that had shops you'd only dreamt of buying from. The bass of the music had the windows slightly vibrating and your two friends sang along loudly to some rappers who you obviously weren't familiar with. Drake and 21 something. Yeah, that sounded about right.

You couldn't help but bop your head along as the beat of the song was hitting against your chest, the melody slowly becoming one of your favourite sounds.

As the song was coming to an end, Justine lowered the volume. "How you feel about piercings?" She questioned, coming to a halt at the red light. You turned your head to show her the frightened look on your face when you heard what sounded like revving from the car next door. Looking at it from your side, it looked matte black with tinted windows. However, you couldn't tell what it was because Justine was fangirling over it.

Slumping back in your seat as it sped away, your friends started discussing it. "Ayo, wasn't that a Mansory?!" Leilani exclaimed from the back seat. "I just know that shit cost a good couple millions." Justine smiled and sped up a little to catch up with the car but it was too far. Holding on to the handle on the car and gripping onto the seatbelt felt like the safest thing to do.

"Man, I love doing that. Anyway, y/n. You ain't answer the question." Justine changed the topic so quickly, you couldn't feel yourself nod, seeing the wide smiles on their faces.

Parallel parking her car in a few seconds seemed effortless as Justine parked in front of a edgy looking parlour, 'V's Secret'. "Okay! Now y/n, remember to enjoy yourself. It's okay to be nervous and if you need anything, just call us. Just don't forget what we discussed." Lani said, leaning forward and looking at me. I nodded and took a deep breath.

"Uh thanks guys. I guess I-i'll see you guys later." You stuttered, clutching onto the small purse Leilani gave you since you didn't have any and you were too scared to go back home anyway so you just agreed to go with your friends.

You got out the car and waved to your overly excited friends who slowly drove off as they watched you step onto the pavement. This would be your first step into your new life, one that wouldn't be controlled by your parents. You surprisingly agreed to their plan of roaming around and window shop, getting food by yourself and anything else you could do with the money they had given you to 'jumpstart your new life' as they said.

Eventually facing the tattoo and piercing shop and taking another deep breath, you enter with fake confidence, gaining the courage to speak to someone, anyone than your friends and parents.

Exiting the shop, you wiped the last of your tears as you held a smile on your face. Grabbing your old, barely functioning phone from the purse, you looked at yourself and admired your nose piercing. It may have been small but you absolutely loved it. So much so that you hadn't been paying attention to where you were going. As if time was slowing down, you collided with someone else and watched your phone fall out of your hands, falling apart as it hit the floor.

Muttering out a few apologies, you kneeled down to collect your absolutely destroyed phone and saw a tattooed and ring-clad hand enter your vision. Looking to the side of the hand, you could see a bright orange bag with blue straps, with you immediately recognising it as 'Louis Vuitton'.

You couldn't pinpoint where you had seen the tattoos on the person's hand but they seemed extremely familiar. "No, please forgive me. I wasn't focused." A low, slightly deep accented voice assured. The accent. It all started to click for you on who exactly you bumped into. Lifting your head to look at the woman, you internally freaked out.

Queen Shuri of Wakanda. The Black Panther was in your presence, helping you. This is the same woman who you had to do an extensive project on in order to get the highest grade for your class. This was the woman who you were incredibly intimidated by whenever she would make eye contact with the camera whenever you were watching her interviews. This was one of the wealthiest and smartest people on earth. She was also what your peers would call your 'gay awakening'. She was one of the most powerful people in the world and she's helping you.

She stood up at the same time as you and the height difference was evident as she towered over you. Looking at the hand extended to you held your phone, it was definitely not going to work after that fall. Still holding an apologetic look on her face, Shuri covered the phone with her hand and held eye contact with you.

"Again, I feel absolutely terrible. Do you mind if we could go replace it?" Shuri suggested. Finally snapping out of it, you furrowed your eyebrows. "O-oh I can't make you do that. I-it's okay, Your Majesty." You hesitated to decline. From the minimal reports you had on the woman in front of you, you knew she didn't take no for an answer.

Her eyes slightly lowered and she tilted her head a little, still keeping the eye contact. You couldn't even feel her taking the phone from your hand. "I insist." She smirked and you felt a drop in your stomach as you could see a glimpse of something gold resting on her teeth.

"Okay." You whispered as she nodded and held your hand in one hand and the LV bag in the other. She began walking slowly in order for you to match her pace. "If I may ask, what is your name?" She spoke up as she still held your hand. She knew very well that people could see her and immediately recognise her but no one dared to question it.

Giving yourself a chance to observe her, you noticed that she wore a black compression shirt with black cargos paired with sneakers that looked to be from Nike. The cuban link rested on her collarbones shone brightly as the sun reflected on the diamonds. Her earrings were matching with the beaded bracelet on her wrist and on the other sat a silver and gold watch with a dark green face.

"It's Y/n, Your Majesty." You muttered, feeling the eyes on you as you walked with Shuri. You two looked completely different from each other and you knew that. She looked powerful, holding her head high and not being bothered by the stares but you, however, were an anxious mess. Today was going to be simple with you just doing one or two things that were out of your comfort zone but to be walking with royalty was just out of this world.

If your parents caught wind of this, you would be in trouble. Worse than what you could ever imagine.

Seeing Shuri slow down her pace made you halt your steps as you stopped by a car. A car that you somewhat recognised as the one that Justine and Leilani were screaming over. It was truly beautiful when it's parked in front of you. The sharp edges of the design fit Shuri and her current vibe. The car was huge and looked expensive. Shuri watched as you gawked at the car, fascinated by you. The sense of innocence you carried and how you had spoken to her as if you had feared her.

She did not want you to be afraid of her and her status however the innocent look in your eyes sparked something within her. How she wanted to protect you and keep you all to herself because the world would be far too cruel to you. The way you just are boosts her ego to a level she didn't even know existed. She wanted to spoil you with all the money she had. She couldn't get you to be with her yet so she'd lure you in with something that clearly caught your attention very quickly: money.

She unlocked the car and immediately opened the car door for you to which you thanked her as you entered the car that smelt like heaven. The scents of vanilla, sandalwood and a hint of chocolate hit your nose in the most pleasant way. Looking at the rest of the car, you noticed that the stitching on the seats was yellow with the logo replaced with a panther and there were stars on the roof. The dash of the car was black with a hints that you're inside a Lamborghini. Not just any, a customised version for the queen of Wakanda.

She entered the car very quietly, making sure to not startle you during your observation. You watched as her tattooed hand lifted the lever and press 'start', hearing the car roar as she got ready to drive, fastening her seatbelt and her reaching over to fasten yours. Her face was inches away from yours, smelling her perfume and looking at her neck tattoos, drove you crazy. The same feeling you had when you looked at her the first time definitely increased because of her kind gesture. You unconsciously clenched your thighs together, seeing her subtly smirk at you.

"Your name is beautiful. May I apologise once again for your phone." Shuri mentioned, seeing you shake your head in disagreement. "Seriously, there's no need to. I was at fault mostly because I wasn't looking, Panther." You assured, immediately slapping your hand over your mouth as you looked away from her.

Panther?! Why did you call her that?!

"So I'm guessing we're on nickname basis already? I haven't even gotten the chance to introduce myself, sthandwa." She teased, turning the steering wheel to finally drive into the main road. "I-I know that." You muttered making the woman next to you chuckle.

"Can I?" She asked, with you immediately nodding your head. She took note of your eagerness around her. How cute.

"I'm Queen Shuri of Wakanda and also the Black Panther. Do you mind telling me about yourself?" She suggested to which you turned to face her. How were you going to do this? You couldn't reveal your entire life story to her but then again, she's the only person you've met outside of your neighbourhood. You felt protected with Shuri.

"I'm..y/n and I'm a broke college student who just recently got a nose piercing." You said and she looked at you. Looking into your eyes then nose then lips and back to your eyes again. "The piercing suits you." She complimented you and you couldn't help but blush at her words. "Thank you." You whispered as you hid behind your sweater paw.

As if time sped up, the car had stopped and Shuri was climbing out of it to open the door for you once again. You looked at your surroundings once you stepped outside and it was the Apple Store. Knowing how expensive the phones and accessories were, you immediately turned to plead with Shuri to not enter but she gave you a look, lowered eyes with a teasing smile that definitely shut you up.

Walking into the store, you noticed it was empty with employees standing around, gawking at the two of you. Shuri stopped at a particular table with the latest phones on display. Looking at her confused, she pointed to the phones. "Choose the one you want, entle." She smirked. You shook your head slightly, placing your hand on hers. "Shuri, I can't. This is too expensive-"

"I don't take no for an answer, nkosazana. Please, be my guest and choose other things if you want." She looked around the shop and you saw how the workers literally looked away if she faced them. As you looked back at the phones, Shuri went to the employees to introduce herself to every single one of them, displaying her kindness. As much as she has power, she would never want anyone to be scared of her.

Tapping her Kimoyo beads onto the machine and hearing a ping, the employee bagged up your items and gave them to you as Shuri gave you a smile, displaying her grillz. Holding your hand as you two walked out of the store, she greeted everyone goodbye to which they responded back enthusiastically.

You placed the bag in the back seat and entered the passenger seat once again. You felt hot. You kept fanning yourself and using your sweater as a fan. You knew it was because of Shuri. The way she spoke to the employees, the way she held your waist when you had wandered to get a cheaper phone but she wouldn't allow it, wanting you to have what you desired. The way she smiled at you when she was talking to other people. The look she gave you when you thanked her as they rang up your items.

She started driving towards the direction of where you met her. "Would you like a change of clothes? I noticed it in the store." She smiled. "I couldn't possibly do that to you. What you spent on me is more than enough and I'm forever grateful." You gestured to the bag sitting in the backseat.

"Y/n. I truly don't mind doing it all over again. Is that okay with you, sthandwa?" She turned to face you as she stopped at a red light, lifting your chin slightly with a finger. Looking into her eyes, you could tell she was serious.

You pondered over what she just said to you. "So, you are suggesting that you wanna continue spending money on me? Why?" You questioned and she gave a cheeky smile.

"Why not?" She responded and continued driving. You slouched down into the passenger seat in disbelief. Was this going to get you in trouble? Looking at Shuri for some sort of clarification that this is actually happening, you noticed the way she drove. Effortlessly driving with one hand whilst the other is relaxed, ready to shift the Lamborghini into sport mode and in that moment, it made your attraction to her more obvious even though you thought you were being discreet.

Your increased heartbeat heightened her panther senses greatly. Shuri could see you shyly turn away from her whenever she made eye contact with you and she definitely saw the way your face brightened up every time you would see stores like Gucci or Chanel as you two drove past them.

"But.." You sighed, not sure whether to say anything to Shuri or not but there was a sense of comfort you felt with her and it urged you to tell her. It was also for your own good as you kept thinking back to your parents and what they would think of your actions.

"Mhm?" She hummed.

"It's just that...my parents aren't very..nice people. They won't accept any of this, they don't even want me going outside the house! How am I gonna hide these gifts? Oh my goodness, how am I gonna get home?!" You panicked. You've said too much and now, Shuri's going to judge you. Your parents always warned you about talking too much.

You tried breathing in and out, trying to calm your mind clouded with negative thoughts, insults your mom would hurl at you for easily getting into someone's car and how your father would lock you inside your room for even staying out this long.

You had been so out of it, you didn't realise that Shuri had stopped the car on the side of the road and was on your side of the car in seconds. She opened your car door and immediately held your face in her hands. "Hey hey, it's okay, it's okay." Shuri whispered as she tried to look into your eyes which were flowing with tears. You wrapped your arms around her neck as you melted into her touch. Shuri's scent had filled your nose, easing your nerves as your tears slowed down.

"Please look at me, entle." She pleaded. Lifting your head with embarrassment, you looked into her beautiful dark eyes that held sincerity and..adoration. "How about this? Let's go shopping for anything you want. Would that make you happy?" Shuri suggested and you looked at her with wide eyes again.

"You would do that for me?" You asked and you swore you saw Shuri's eyes darken as she stared into yours. "In a heartbeat, sthandwa." And that right there confirmed that you were now her sugar baby.

Stumbling onto Leilani's porch with multiple shopping bags, you knocked and waited for your neighbour to answer her door. Shuri was standing next to you, hoping to help you inside. The pretty Lamborghini was sitting in front of Leilani's house to not get you in trouble which you were most definitely in.

Looking over at your home, you noticed the lights were still on but you kept seeing figures in your room. It was probably your parents doing an 'inspection' as they call it where they check for anything that seems out of your character, such as you writing anything other than school work or even a fictional book.

Even though Shuri tried her best to calm you down throughout the day, you couldn't help but panic. You disrespected your parents. You completely disobeyed them and you knew you were in for it. They would most likely lock you up in your room however, there was a part of you that didn't care. You were happy. Even if this was the only day you would ever be free, you got to spend it with Shuri who you were forever grateful for.

Oh, Shuri. You trusted her with everything you had. How you finally voiced your feelings about your parents and how you realised that you weren't like other people your age. Shuri knew you hadn't recognised your sheltered-ness away from the world yet you yearned to be out there and completely change your perspective on life to that of a rich and free woman. She wanted to be the one to do that for you. To show you how fun life can be, to corrupt you a little, to make you feel good and to spoil you rotten.

Before you could lift another finger to knock on the door again, it swung open and revealed Leilani, wearing the same outfit as earlier and barely focusing on the people in front of her and shouting at whoever was in the living room.

"Yeah yeah, just scroll through the shows Justine! I think it's- Oh my god, y/n! You're alive! How'd you..get..here?" Lani's speech trailed off completely as she let go of your face and stared at who was standing next to you with utter surprise.

"Uh-I-uh" She stammered. She never does that. Hearing commotion from the front door, Justine also made her way there only for her to be shocked just like Leilani. "Is this real?" Justine whispered to you whilst looking at Shuri. "It is very much real however I do have to leave now. It was nice to meet you..." Shuri began, trailing off by asking for their names.

"Leilani!" "Justine!" They both shouted, making Shuri smile. "I'm Shuri. Just making sure that Y/n gets home safely. Have a good rest of your evening," She introduced herself then turned to you. "Sthandwa, I'll see you tomorrow." She kissed your forehead and waved at your starstruck friends as she walked to her car, revving it as she drove down the street.

You turned back to your friends with a smile on your face and they immediately dragged you and the shopping bags inside before screaming their lungs out. "Was that the fucking Queen of Wakanda?!" "She was on my damn porch!" Leilani looked at you and that's when you knew you were in for a long night with your friends.

"Girl, we said a nose piercing, not half of Beyoncé's closet!" Justine picked up the bags and looked at the labels. "Bitch. She's got Gucci, Chanel, Rick Owens, Ysl, Balmain, Burberry, Dior and is that...is that Valentino?!" Leilani joined Justine in looking at the 13 bags sprawled out on the floor.

"Wait a damn minute. Shuri bought all this for you?" Justine asked you and looked into your eyes. You instantly started feeling bad. "Oh, was she not supposed to? I can call her and tell her to take them back-" "NO!" Your friends simultaneously shouted, causing you to flinch at the noise. "Sorry, what we meant to say was that these are your things. Queen Shuri bought them for you so you don't have to return them, okay?" Leilani then explained and you nodded.

"Do you wanna tell us about your day? After getting the piercing, what happened?" Justine asked as she led you guys to the living room couch. "Oh! I dropped my phone and she offered to buy me a new one and so she did and bought me other things from the Apple Store. Then I had a little panic attack but she helped a lot then took me out for lunch then we went shopping. Can you believe all she had to do was walk in and the stores would stay open for us? She then offered to do this again and she's seeing me again tomorrow." You rambled.

Taking a deep breath, you calmed yourself down and looked to your friends who were still in shock. "Dude, she basically asked you to be her sugar baby." Now, you were a little confused. "What's that?" You asked. "In hindsight, you get paid by someone to spend time with them and in return, they spoil you with whatever you want." Leilani explained, causing you to stay silent.

Would that be a problem for Shuri if anyone found out?

"Anyways! Let's go choose an outfit for you! Did she say you could be comfortable?" Justine stood up and questioned. "She just said to be myself and wear whatever I want." You answered making their smiles grow larger.

Adding the glue to your false eyelashes, Leilani gently stuck the natural-looking minks on. Opening your eyes, you looked at yourself in the mirror, you admired what you saw. It was still your face, just with a little makeup on, the girls giving you a natural look. Your hair was styled so beautifully, Leilani creating the long braid effortlessly with two curls in front of your face.

The dark green khaki mini skirt was pleated with ease, the colour scheme working nicely as your white knit sweater looked effortlessly put together with platform Rick Owen sneakers gracing your feet. The Dior earrings were exposed due to your hairstyle which also didn't hide the cuban link you had on. You loved Shuri's one so she decided to get you your own.

"Ah! You look so pretty!" Justine complimented you and you had the biggest grin on your face. You felt beautiful and that made you happy. Just the whole day had you feeling amazing. After bonding with your friends and them fawning over your clothes and your new lifestyle, you went back home empty handed and said to your parents that you went to the library and they believed you. You finally lied to them and it felt good. Doesn't mean you're going to did it all the time but it felt good.

This morning, they had decided to leave the house to you for the weekend as they're leaving for a church event and they knew you had a paper due soon (that you've already completed). You immediately informed your friends and they made it their mission to get you ready for tonight.

Picking up your new phone from Leilani's vanity, you noticed a notification from Shuri and that she was 10 minutes away from your location however she sent that message ten minutes ago. Your eyes widened and you rushed to look outside the bedroom window to see a g wagon and Shuri leaning against it. The panther could feel you looking at her from the window and she smiled at you, making you squeal as you grabbed your mini Lady Dior bag.

Before opening the front door, you looked back to your friends to give them both hugs as goodbyes before making your way out of the door to meet Shuri. Leilani shouted her supportive words as she leaned on her porch, as if she's watching her child leave to go on a date.

"Hiii!" You elongated the greeting towards the panther who sported a toothy grin, reaching her hand out to you to be held. Observing her, you noticed you both went a familiar route with your outfit. Shuri looked casual with a red Diesel sweater and black cargo, finished off with red nike dunks. You noticed that you both wore the chain and it made your heart jump. "Hello Y/n. Did you say bye to your friends?" She asked and you nodded. She nodded as well and opened the car door for you, struggling to get into the large car and eventually using the step of the car.

The trip to your destination was unfamiliar however, Shuri was dedicated to making you feel comfortable and decided to play a bit of music but kept it soft enough to keep conversation with you. Driving into the entrance of the restaurant, you were absolutely mesmerised by the exterior of it all. It looked like an luxury hotel with a valet in front and you were so excited to even step foot in such a place. Putting your focus back in front of you, a forest green Rolls Royce Cullinan entered your vision and you were absolutely stunned, looking to Shuri who was smiling at your reaction.

"Remember I was talking about it yesterday? I didn't think it existed! It's so pretty!" You gushed at the car once again. Shuri had noticed your fascination with cars as you spent the afternoon with her yesterday and how you had pointed out the Cullinan because of its stature and its design. You also pointed out that you knew how to drive but your parents basically forbid you from driving in case you ever thought of leaving them. Shuri kept the information and changed the subject as she noticed your mood change at the subject of your living situation.

"I wonder if the owner just bought it because it looks brand new." You thought out loud, seeing the car reverse-park into the space next to Shuri's g wagon. You wondered why she didn't use the valet workers to park the car but you brushed it off as she helped you out of the car.

"Is this a contract?" You asked after you swallowed the last of your pasta al forno. Shuri nodded before speaking. "It's to set rules for this arrangement before we continue with it. Just read through it then tell me what you think." She said, taking a sip of her cocktail as she looked at you. Although you had changed your look for this date, she found you absolutely stunning. She adored how your eyes lit up at anything that interested you and how you took a deep breath whenever entering a new place as if you're reassuring yourself that you're actually doing something. And your smile. How she wished she could engrave the image of your smile in her mind. It lit up every room you walked and it made Shuri's heart melt everytime. How you cling to her arm at the slightest stare people give you two as if you feel safe with her and she loved it. She hadn't told anyone about you as if you were too good to be true.

You leaned your head closer to the single piece of paper, reading every word in your mind unless you had questions for her. " 'According to your availability, you can accompany me to Wakanda and possibly any other event.' Are you sure?" You asked the panther. She placed her fork down and nodded. "You could ask anytime to join me and I will fly you out if you're not with me. However, you won't be using any airplanes most of the time." Shuri stated and the sheer thought of travelling with her made you rub your thighs together. Just being around her made you feel things you've never felt before and you needed some sort of release.

Reading over the financial aspect of the contract, it stated that you would be getting your own bank account and on each meeting you have with her, you would get ten thousand dollars every single time. You audibly gasped when you read that. Lifting your head to make eye contact with Shuri, she gave you the smallest smirk, clearly amused by your stunned expression.

"What's wrong, sthandwa?" She asked, "Is it too little? We can discuss the price." The royal suggested, knowing all too well what she was doing. "Too litt- Your majesty, this is way more than enough. What am I gonna do with so much?" You pondered, continuously looking back at the contract in front of you.

"Whatever your heart desires. And please, don't be afraid to ask me for anything that you want. I want to do this for you, okay?" Shuri held her hand out to you on the table and you hurriedly put yours on top. You couldn't come up with any words for her. This was something that could happen in your wildest dreams and it was right in front of you.

"Read the rest of the contract then let me know your thoughts." Shuri took a sip of her drink again and you couldn't help but looking at her throat as the drink went down. Everything about Shuri right now made your body tingle however you couldn't voice that to her, you didn't want to think of her touching you yet or how your underwear was getting damp at the thought of her caressing your body with her tattooed hands.

"Y/n?" Shuri called out to you. You perked your head up once again. "Huh? Oh! T-the contract yes" You stuttered, internally panicking that she caught you zoned out. You could only imagine what she would say if she knew what you were thinking about.

"Are you okay, entle? Are you nervous?" When asking the second question, Shuri's tone dropped slightly, giving you shivers down your spine. Shaking your head at her and deciding to focus on the paper in front of you, it shows that you've reached the physical section of it. The contract stated that there would be sexual contact within the arrangement but only when you are comfortable enough to begin with it. Reading the sentence caused your face to heat up more than before and it caught the attention of Shuri who just smirked to herself. It had also stated that if it there were to be any romantic feelings involved, to not be afraid to act upon them. "Romantic?" You muttered. "It's normal for people to gain a romantic connection. If it so happens within this arrangement, there won't be an issue." Shuri answered. You took in her words and felt a pull in your stomach that felt pleasurable.

"I see you're near the end. Would you like me to adjust anything for you?" She asked, batting her pretty eyes at you as if she wasn't the cause of your lower body...issues. You gave a slight nod. "Um, I know i-i'll be comfortable with it but I only have one question for you. Is it okay if someone like...you were to have an arrangement with me like this?" You pondered. Was this even allowed?

"Y/n. As much as I don't want to sound like a narcissist, I am the queen of Wakanda and I'm allowed to have my own fun at times." Shuri expressed to you. All you could do was nod at the panther's words of subtle cockiness. You had more that you wanted to say but your body betrayed you as you released the slightest of a whimper. You were holding the hem of your skirt tightly, avoiding all eye contact with Shuri as you were filled with embarrassment.

Shuri looked at you with amusement, seeing you folding so quickly at her words. As much as she wanted to take you right then and there, she refrained because she knew she had a surprise planned for you. "Look at you, all flustered. Just from my words, nkosazana?" Shuri commented, leaning against the chair as she observed you.

She couldn't wait any longer. She needed to do something for you, anything to see you all over her. Calling her name out loud when you-

"Come with me, baby. I have something for you." The panther rose to her feet, going over to your side of the table to help you up. Keeping the eye contact between the two of you, she took your hand and began to lead you out of the private seating of the restaurant.

"Wait Shuri. What about dinner?" You looked back at the table to see your empty plates left there. "I had already payed for everything before I picked you up." She commented, giving a nod and smile to the waiter who entered the section to clear out the table. People in the restaurant weren't afraid to stare at the royal and the girl with her but seeing Shuri hold herself up with confidence was the hottest thing you've ever seen, her giving acknowledgment to the employees only.

Walking out of the restaurant and onto the walkway to the parking lot, she wrapped her arm around you to keep you as close to her as she could. Reaching her G-wagon, you grew confused as you turned to her only for her to have an object in her hand that wasn't there before.

You looked at the beautiful Rolls Royce once again, seeing the RR statue lift from the hood of the car. The car's lights blinked once and you were a little scared that the owner of the car would see two people just standing in front of it. Shuri took your hand again and placed the object in your hand, looking down to see car keys with the logo of the forest green beauty.

Realising what was going on, you snapped your head towards the royal who had the most beautiful smile on her face as she watched your reaction to her gift. "You got me my dream car?" You whispered as you stepped closer to her, inhaling her addicting scent.

"For when I'm not around and you just feel like getting out of the house." Shuri said, looking into your eyes seeing the slightest hint of tears brimming. You wrapped your arms around her waist, bringing her even closer to you. She reciprocated the hug and it was a silent moment between the two of you, something that will never be forgotten.

She lightly tapped your lower back, causing you to lift your head to look up at her without letting go of the hug. "Let's go see inside. I added a few touches to make it special for you." Shuri mentioned, turning both of your bodies towards the car whilst keeping her arm around you. "Thank you." You whispered to her and leaned close her face to give a kiss on the cheek, already missing the feeling of your lips.

Running towards your brand new car, you opened the driver's door and hopped in with the door closing by itself. The seat was adjusted for you and you held onto the steering wheel with the silver stitching. Looking across the dashboard, it was as if marble had been placed there above the compartment area. Studying the seats, they had the same stitching as the steering wheel and the seat head had your name in cursive instead of the classic RR. The backseat of the vehicle had two gifts, one from Hermes and one from cartier with the prettiest bouquet of flowers behind them. Finally looking up the ceiling, you noticed the infamous stars on the ceiling. Looking at Shuri sitting comfortably in the passenger seat, you felt the feeling from the restaurant come back as you see Shuri gazing at you.

"Entle," She called out, with you responding with a hum as you looked anywhere else but at her piercing gaze. "Look at me." She commanded. Giving yourself the courage to, you met her eyes that had seemed to darken.

She patted her thigh, encouraging you to climb over to her side of the car. You lifted your legs over the middle of the car, hovering over the thigh she had tapped. Reaching for your hips, she held them and slowly brought you down to completely sit on her. You whimpered at the contact your core made with the material of her pants. "Do you want me to make you feel better?" She taunted, Shuri had gotten wrapped around her finger. She had barely touched you and you had only sat on yet you could feel your release as she spoke those words.

You hurriedly nodded, holding her shoulders for support to get you ready. "I need words, my love." "Yes, please Shuri." You pleaded. You were on the verge of tears at this point and the royal had barely lifted a finger. Dragging her hands up your thighs, they landed on your ass, slightly grabbing onto the flesh causing you to lean forward. The gaps erupted from you quickly as your underwear dampened even further.

Holding the space between your ass and your hips, Shuri slowly guided you as she rocked you back and forth making you release stutterted moans. "Let me hear, mama. I wanna hear that sweet voice." She praised, making the slick from your core travel onto her pants. "Oh my-" You cut yourself off, unable to form words when you felt her hand creep into your underwear, slowly massaging your clit.

"Please, panther." You moaned out, rocking a little more faster to chase your release. Shuri looked at your fucked out face as she lightly touched you. She began laying kisses on your exposed neck, careful to not make any marks. Kissing up your jaw until she reached your face, she looked at your parted lips before leaning in to bite your lower lip. You whined at the action, feeling the familiar pull in your stomach.

Finally placing her lips on yours, she gently guided you into the kiss, holding your face in her hands. You continued to chase your orgasm while focusing on the kiss. Occasionally pulling away to give you pecks, she kissed you again with you feeling the curls of her hair brush against your face. Indulging in her lips, Shuri sped up her movements on your clit as you felt your legs begin to slightly shake, knowing you were finally getting the release you've been craving.

Releasing a loud moan when your orgasm has washed over, you panted and looked at Shuri in a dazed state. "You did such a good job, sthandwa. C'mere." She praised once again, pushing you closer to her by the arch of your back. She pecked your lips then held your hips to keep you steady on her thigh.

"Are you up for lunch tomorrow?" She suggested and you nodded, blushing at the thought of what just transpired. "We leave for Paris in the late morning then." She finalised, making you widen your eyes. "What? Isn't Paris at least 16 hours away from here?" You asked the royal who seemed to find your confusion amusing.

"Now that you're with me, you'll experience things a little differently. France is a 3 hour flight on the Talon ship. And don't even bother packing, we'll buy things that side, okay?" Shuri smiled, seeing your stunned expression.

That's when you knew that your life had changed forever.

Bonus scene!

"Y/n! Get yo ass down here!" You heard your father's shrill voice scream at the top of his lungs. Rolling your eyes, you made your way downstairs holding the Hermes Kelly bag that Shuri had bought for you on your first date.

Hearing your mother gasp loudly as you ascended down the stairs was enough to suck the air out of the room. You looked down to your outfit and saw the reason for her dramatics. Your maxi dress had cut outs on the sides of it along with the plunging neckline showing off your chest. Not to mention the dress fitting your body tightly. The Burberry cap had covered the top of your head which held beautiful goddess braids.

Your parents had stayed at the church event and eventually travelled with the church for a few more days before coming home to find a Rolls Royce sitting in their driveway. Thinking that it was probably a neighbour, they had thought nothing of it, assuming you were at the library once again. Returning home at the crack ass of dawn from your spontaneous Paris trip with Shuri, you hadn't shown face to your parents until the next morning which is right now.

"Who's goddamn Rolls is that outside my house?! I asked that man across the street and he said it's not his. Why is it here?" He yelled out, noticing you hadn't flinched at his tone. Giving him a bored look, you answered. "It's mine. Now if you excuse me, I have to go somewhere." Walking towards the front door, you heard your mom screaming. "Who bought you such an expensive car and why the hell are you dressed like that, young lady?!"

Opening the door, you walked out and before closing it completely, "Someone will come pick up my things later on today. Bye!" You shut the door and ran to your car, immediately starting. Hearing your phone buzz as you begin to drive, you asked Siri to display it on your screen in the car.

Panther 🤍

How do you feel about coming to Wakanda with me? :)

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if i write a series on here would y’all read it

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only have eyes 42

pairing: shuri udaku x riri williams x black!fem! reader

summary: it’s been a year since the events of bpwf and everyone in Wakanda is slowly adjusting to the new normal. shuri is taking it harder than most (as expected) and is pretty much closed off to everyone except her advisors and riri. you and shuri have always been close, always dancing on the edge of not-quite-there, but lately it’s like there’s an invisible wall between you two. to make matters more complicated, you think you might be halfway in love with shuri’s beautiful and brilliant “friend”, riri. everything comes to a head on your birthday as truths come to light and you realize your feelings may not be unrequited after all…

warnings/tags: smut! (18+); slight angst (sawryy); mentions of grief nd dealing w grief (no judgment here we all cope in our own ways); voyeurism (brief but tagged in case that’s not ur thing!); yearning duh; polyamory; feelings; nightmares; comfort; recreational drug use; shuri is 24 nd riri 22 here;

a/n: hello, is this thing on??? apologies 4 not updating in so long, i’ve had sooo many incomplete blurbs/wips but this the fic that won. one of my first ever fics on here (old blog) was shuriri x reader nd i wanted 2 spin the block (i am a triad truther!!). not one, not two but THREE science gfs? Ikdr; i played sooo fast nd loose with the layout of the lab lmaoo but hey this is fiction for a reason! i guess there is ,,, some semblance of a plot ??? enjoy 💋

song inspo: only have eyes 42 - janelle monáe (queer rights!)

word count: 14k+ (listen… its abt the journey)

you had no idea why you cared (you did).

why your gaze kept straying over towards the woman on the other side of the lab. maybe it was because she looked exhausted, her face resting in the palm of her hand, her gaze unseeing. or maybe it was the way that she held herself, her tall frame almost bent over as if keeping upright was taking more energy than she cared to exert. or maybe it was the woman beside her.

what the two women whispered together, you couldn’t be sure, but Shuri finally offered Riri a heartbreakingly gentle smile and your insides writhed almost painfully at the tenderness of the exchange. you got the striking impression that there was more between them than mere friendship, your gaze snagging on the lingering way their fingertips brushed against each other’s on the desk, and Riri even swiped a lock of the Panther’s curly hair off her forehead and out of her glassy eyes.

you knew that the two had become even closer in the wake of Namor-gate, but this seemed to run deeper than just platonic comfort. the whole exchange was so achingly gentle, so intimately private despite the location, and so completely at odds with the newly sharp edges of the Panther with which you were familiar by now. she had always led the Design Group with a gentle but firm hand, but ever since the Queen’s death and her taking on the mantle, all her softness had been honed out of existence.

or so you thought.

you and shuri were never lovers by any means, but you’d been friends for ages. you shared a quiet bond over your love of science. she would seek you out in the lab often and vice versa, the both of you exchanging ideas well into the early hours of the morning. sometimes, in the quiet of your bedroom, you would daydream about what it would be like to belong to her. to truly know her in a way that transcended friendship. these days you barely even had that. Shuri had pulled away so violently and suddenly from everything and everyone in her grief. well, almost.

you felt like an intruder, standing there gaping openly at them, as further proof of her naturally tactile nature played out before your astonished eyes. this was not the first time you’d witnessed her calming under Riri’'s touch.

it hurt in a way you were not prepared for. a hurt which you couldn't even begin to explain its foundation or depth.

you forcefully dragged your gaze away, shaking your head free of all non-work related thoughts as you tried to focus on the screen in front of you.

it was almost 2 AM, yet here you were, laser-focused as you tried to debug code you’d been stuck on for almost 3 days now. ordinarily you’d have given up by now and reached out to shuri for guidance, but you were very wary of interacting with her these days. your other colleagues would also have been of little help as many had been jealous of you and shuri’s previous closeness, and now gleeful at your apparent separation. you let out a sigh, debating whether or not to give up for the day when you heard the lab doors slide open again and Riri stepped inside.

you’d never really taken the time to look at her before; you, like Shuri, had been impressed with her brilliance as you inspected the vibranium detector delivered by Namor. the level of skill and attention to detail displayed was surprisingly refreshing and you were eager to meet her, though that eagerness was dampened by the series of events that followed. she seemed rather bookish, but definitely not shy; aloof but not arrogant.

now as she stepped into your quiet workspace and approached you, you took stock of her full cheekbones, her dark brown eyes that noticed everything and revealed almost nothing, her hair braided back in her signature cornrows, bringing her delicate facial features to attention. she was rather short, about 5”2 - shorter than yourself and Shuri by a good few inches - but her attitude and confidence made her seem taller. Bast, you thought, she’s actually really pretty.

a second later, she caught you staring at her and you ducked your head back down quickly.

you glanced up again and found her staring at you with a strange quirk to her mouth that was almost a smile. she was leaning against your desk, ankles and arms casually crossed - the very picture of nonchalance. you raised one eyebrow at her, and her expression blossomed into a full grin, all white teeth and dimples. rolling your eyes, you looked away, hearing a very low, faint laugh.

“you need some help with that?,” she offered easily, pulling up a chair to sit beside you, bringing forth a whiff of jasmine and vanilla. you tried not to react to her closeness. “the lab has cleared out and i’m pretty sure i’ve watched you struggle with the same sequence for 3 days now.”

“oh so you’ve been watching me?” you replied, unsure of where your teasing tone came from. it was late and you were tired, you reasoned, it was okay to aimlessly flirt with an attractive genius.

Riri chuckled, “no less than you’ve been watching me,” she countered.

“touché,” you responded a little breathily. “well yes actually, i do need some help. i can’t for the life of me figure out where this error is coming from,” you divulged, pointing to the error log. Riri leaned closer to get a better look at the screen projection, bringing her into your personal bubble. you held your breath, her proximity and scent causing your nervous system to behave erratically.

“mhmm.” she glanced between the error and your code for a few moments, and you took the time to admire her side profile. you took back your earlier assessment, she wasn’t just pretty, she was stunning. if she and Shuri really were more than friends, it wasn’t hard to see why.

“oh okay, i think i see where the error is coming from.” you dragged your attention back to the words coming out her mouth, elation at finally finding a solution warring with how dangerously attracted to her you found yourself.

she pointed at the screen, “see this line here, line 45, the object you have defined is returning an undefined value and that’s what causing-”

“oh!” you exclaimed in surprise, finally seeing what she was talking about, “wow, thank you so much Riri, I’m not sure i would have caught that even in another 5 days”

Riri giggled and shrugged like it was no big deal, “it’s cool, i mean that’s why we don’t work in isolation right. well at least, we shouldn’t.” you noticed the stress on the last word as you felt her heavy gaze on you, knowing what was coming next. Riri was not an idiot, surely she noticed the shift between you and Shuri, as well as your strained relationship with other Design Group members.

you waited for her to continue and she didn't disappoint, “listen, about you know… you and Shuri… i know you two used to be really close… she’s not… she can’t” she sniffed and grimaced. “everything isn’t as it seems…” she faltered. it sounded like she was aiming for a light tone, but she missed by a mile. “she doesn’t know how to come back from…” Riri didn’t finish her sentence, she didn’t get the chance to.

you stiffened when the doors rippled open and Shuri of all people stepped in with a face like a thunderhead.

“Shuri?” Riri murmured, leaving your side immediately and going over to her. she touched her on the upper arm in a very familiar and tender gesture and Shuri’s eyes dropped to the point of contact before darting up to her face. “what’s up? I thought you were going to sleep?”

“I…” Shuri began but her eyes drifted to you and her gaze hardened to steel instantly. “nothing. forget it.” and she turned on her heel and disappeared back the way she’d come.

Riri watched her go until the wall closed up behind her, and she turned to you with a serious expression on her gorgeous face. “I.. I have to - “

wordlessly, you nodded your head. then, feeling your shoulders drop a little as you recalled the exact expression on Shuri’s face, you said gently, “I’ll finish up. you should go and check on her.”

“y/n its not -” she began but you had already turned away, ready to dissociate. you heard the doors slide open and shut again a few moments later.

inhale. exhale

Shuri woke in the early hours of your birthday with a silent scream.

Namor had her underwater. hands all over her, couldn’t break free, couldn’t breathe, thrashing, struggling, writhing.

panting, she twisted and sheared his grasp away from her arm for a second and swam, lungs burning, legs trembling. one misstep and that would be it. the war could be lost if he caught her now.

he would win.

and everyone would die. Bast, they couldn’t lose. not now. not after everything.

so many faces dancing underwater. riri. ramonda. y/n

the water was closing in.

more hands on her. unrelenting this time. there was no escape.

darkness.

then pain.

fear and pain unending.

screaming.

screaming, screaming, screaming…

she jerked awake violently, with sweat running down between her breasts and tracking down her torso, hair a damp, tangled mess, bonnet awol. throat raw, she thanked all her ancestors, starting with Bast and Bashenga, for sparing her life. Riri slept on beside her, snoring softly. she shifted out of bed carefully, not wanting to disturb the other woman. Riri too had her own night terrors sometimes, she already gave so much for Shuri.

her heart was still pounding as she looked over at the window, the dawn still a good hour away at least.

as she gazed at the horizon unseeing, she was reminded of your eyes from her dream.

you. you who’d been there for almost as long as she could remember. you who had lost both your parents to Namor’s senseless war, just as she lost Ramonda. shame burns through her as she remembers how she pulled away from you and isolated herself. truthfully, she’d drawn away from everyone, prepared to keep her pain and anguish balled up inside her until she choked on it. Riri had been the one to breach her defenses and show her how unsustainable that was.

she was so lucky to have her. a blessing that kept on giving.

Riri was the same one who continued to urge her to make things right with you. the other woman harped on the virtues of true friendship and claimed that there was something between Shuri and yourself beyond what meets the eye. no matter how many times Shuri denied it, the American simply smiled in her annoyingly knowing way, “talk to y/n Shuri, before i do it myself.” what on earth did she want Shuri to say?“Happy birthday y/n,” she muttered under her breath before getting out of bed and inhaling deeply. The air in the room was cold, and goosebumps prickled along her skin as she reached for her purple dressing-gown that had been a present from you on a birthday a few years ago.

you stood and went to the window, opening the casement which squeaked and groaned, hoping the noise didn’t wake your flatmate up. damp, autumn air flooded in, sweeping around you. your eyes roved along the outlines of the Jabariland mountains. “twenty-three,” you mused with a sigh. “twenty-three years old, my parents are dead, and my oldest friend can barely look me in the eye.”

thinking of them always hurt, but the pain stung even deeper today of all days. they always went all out for your birthday, throwing you silly themed parties, no matter how much you protested that you were too old for such. and Shuri, she had attended every one for as long as you could remember. did she even remember today was your birthday? this train of thought brought unwanted tears to your eyes and so you sharply switched gears.

you didn’t feel twenty-three. what was it supposed to feel like anyway? you were heavily into the study of astrology and you knew 23 was the 12H profection year. a year full of change, beginnings and endings. you just prayed that Bast guided and kept you through whatever this year would throw at you. with an enormous sigh, you abandoned thoughts of ages, houses, and turned away from the window to get ready to face the day.

you dressed and headed down to breakfast, your flatmate Azana already long gone. it was now commonplace for you to eat alone in the Palace dining hall. you didn’t fancy advertising that it was your birthday, drawing attention to the fact that you were celebrating almost entirely on your own. was isolation one of the themes of your 12H year? probably. that was one you’d have to research further when you got to the lab.

thoughts of 23, astrology, and whereabouts you could look things up, evaporated as you left the hall after breakfast, and spotted Riri and Shuri eating together at one end of the table. ahead of her morning combat training, Shuri was dressed in her skin-tight tactical gear, and - damn her - she looked… she looked good. her hair shone, the soft curls making her look much less harsh now, and as she and Riri shared a conversation, she even managed a brief laugh that lit up her eyes and lifted the tiredness from her sharp features. she looked strikingly beautiful when she smiled.

while you continued to stare at them, Riri held up a grape and Shuri rolled her eyes but let Riri pop it into her mouth.

you walked right into the doorway of the entrance arch and rebounded with a soft grunt, face burning and mind reeling. burning with shame, you scuttled across the hall and were making your way to the lifts when a familiar voice echoed off the walls.

“y/n!”

you froze and then turned around. Shuri was standing in the archway, and the full sight of her in her training gear nearly knocked you breathless. she’d always looked good in black.

“yes?” you croaked, shock and surprise coloring your tone.

she swallowed and crossed towards you, holding two small envelopes in her left hand. she proffered them to you between her index and middle fingers, and swallowed again. “happy birthday, y/n,” she said in a soft, slightly husky voice. she remembered.

you stared at the envelopes stupidly for a second and then gingerly took them from her.

“thank you, Shuri” you said, oddly choked. you saw Riri’’s writing on the front of the top one, and assumed the other was from Shuri. “that’s… that’s really thoughtful of you.”

she rolled her eyes and turned away, shaking her head. “i’ll pass on your thanks to Riri,” was all she said as she retreated. you watched her go, eyeing her narrow hips and long legs, and you gulped. you could recognise it for the white flag it was. she was trying.

you smiled and turned them over in your hand.

your fingers trembled as you broke the seal, blank and un-stamped, you noted, and opened the first one then and there in the liminal hallway. it might have felt somehow symbolic if you’d paused to give it any thought.

Shuri’s card bore a moving holograph of Wakanda’s city line. specifically, a view that was familiar to the both of you as you sat on the mountains overlooking it. you both used to go out there all the time, getting high, de-stressing, talking about everything and nothing all at once. Shuri never did anything without a purpose. her message inside was simple, her handwriting as terrible, almost illegible, as always.

y/n,

i hope today brings you every joy you deserve.

yours,

Shuri.

you re-read it three times before you really saw it though, still shocked at receiving a birthday card from someone you’d barely spoken to in a year. the message was more succinct than you were used to from her, but you saw it for what it was, another white flag.

taking a deep breath and deciding not to ponder it too long, lest you run into the danger of over thinking again, you moved to Riri’s which was written in a tidier and much more ornate hand.

Riri’s card was engineering-themed, it bore a moving image of a hammer beating out the shape of a heart. you smiled, reminded instantly of the memory of watching Riri work on her suit and how you marveled at it, but you set that aside for the time being and read her message. you could almost hear her saying it, and you laughed aloud as you read it.

to the most perfect of work partners,

i hope you have a wonderful day ma and that, if you want, your friends get you very, very drunk. whatever you do, you deserve to have fun, y/n, and i hope today of all days is full of it.

love,

Riri.

the difference between the two was striking. Shuri’s was reserved and her writing seemed almost shy and awkward, whereas Riri’s reflected her usual, outgoing, charming self. plus, she’d signed it ‘love’, though again, you tried not to read too much into it.

you glanced up to find that both of them were looking at you from their distant seats. Riri grinned and waved, but Shuri just continued to stare at you with her expression carefully veiled. “thank you,” you mouthed at them and Riri grinned even wider at you.

even though today was a saturday and it was your birthday, you wanted to pop into the lab and get some work done. you needed some type of distraction. predictably, it was almost completely deserted at nearly three in the afternoon on a weekend, and you made your way to your favorite corner in the mechatronics section, settling at a desk and thinking about where to start. you wanted to work on improving the digital control systems for the Midnight Angels’ suits based on Riri’s existing design for Ironheart. deciding to tackle that first, but then realizing the specs were in Riri’s personal lab, you moved through the space until you drew closer to it. Riri spent most of her time working out in the main area, only visiting her actual lab when she needed to concentrate or was working on something disruptive. you probably went in there more than she did.

as you approached, on the point of rounding the final corner and entering the room, you heard a gasp and a deep, guttural moan, and froze.

it honestly wouldn’t be the first time you’d stumbled on someone doing something illicit in the lab, there were designated rooms for sleeping for those who needed to nap for a few hours and didn't necessarily want to return home. safe to say they were used for more than napping. but this was Riri’s lab. who on earth could be risking her wrath by having sex in her safe space? unless….

“oh fuck,” you heard a breathy, female voice pant and your eyes widened.

it was Riri. you were sure of it.

as you slid behind the panel that separated you from the transparent glass, you peered through and inhaled sharply in surprise, immediately holding your breath in case you’d given herself away. you needn’t have worried - the two were in no danger of hearing your one tiny gasp of surprise.

Riri and Shuri were pressed up against the far side of her desk, and Riri had her jeans around her ankles, black lace underwear yanked down as well, while Shuri remained fully clothed in the combat gear she had on earlier. both women had their hands between the two of them, hidden from sight for the moment by Shuri’s body.

Riri looked… debauched .

she had her hair out today with her curls mussed up and thoroughly ruffled, and her black long-sleeve had a distinctly fist-shaped crumple at the shoulder. her full lips were also puffy and red, kiss-swollen and still wet. meanwhile, she barely seemed to be keeping herself upright, with one hand gripping the wall nearby, her other clutched on the desk behind her, and her eyes kept fluttering closed.

you stared, utterly transfixed.

you couldn’t have looked away from them even if water had entered the Lab and begun to flood everywhere. they looked so beautiful together, chests heaving, muscles straining and clenching in their biceps and necks, the tendons pulled taut and straining as they ground against each other, breathless and gasping.

“fuck, Sh-Shuri, fuck...” Riri moaned as Shuri worked her closer and closer, her own hand struggling to maintain the pace inside Shuri. the slick sounds of their efforts began to fill the small space and it was all you could focus on. they’d obviously been in such a rush that they’d neglected to check if the door was closed all the way, or they thought that no one would be there on a weekend. or… or they liked the risk.

“fuck !” Riri’s knees buckled as she yelped, and Shuri’s right hand flew to cover her mouth.

as her long fingers wrapped around Riri’s face, little finger just below her nose, you caught the silver flash of her panther ring. the sight of it pressed against Riri’s skin made you suddenly wet and hot all over. they turned a little bit as Shuri applied a little pressure to Riri’s jaw with that hand and tipped her head to one side so that she could mouth and kiss at her exposed neck for a moment, and you saw that she had three fingers inside the shorter woman. her pace was quick and brutal, perhaps trying to finish her off as rapidly as possible before they were discovered.

the sight of both their strong hands moving in tandem nearly undid you and you had to bite your lips together to keep from making a noise. not once had you ever fantasized about anything like this. even though you’d entertained the brief idea that the two could be together, it had never encompassed a sight like this, with Riri unraveling in a series of muffled groans and stifled gasps while Shuri finger fucked her with relentless focus.

you knew you shouldn’t be watching, but before you could turn away and flee, Riri’s muffled words dissolved into a longer, deeper moan, her eyes rolling shut, as Shuri paused and swiped a thumb over her clit and Riri’s knees caved again.

“quiet,” Shuri snarled, circling her clit again and causing Riri to throw her head back with another broken moan. she seemed incapable of keeping quiet, and she hit the back of her head on the wall but barely seemed to notice. Shuri’s hand had been dislodged from her mouth by the movement, fingertips dragging obscenely at Riri’s lips for a second, and now her long fingers lay splayed and tense over her exposed throat. “this is a place of work, baby,” she purred. “quiet.”

“ fuck … no one… c-comes to this… to this section anyway,” she panted, thrusting her hips weakly into Shuri’s hand. “oh fuck, there, like that. i’m so close. i’m so fucking cl-close, Shuri. well… no one except…” she paused before managing to open her eyes and grinning wickedly as she curled her fingers inside Shuri, hard. “y/n…”

“fuck! don’t mention y/n now!” Shuri practically yelled, fingers tightening in an involuntary spasm around Riri’s neck, and you tried not to be hurt. presumably though if they were there, doing this with each other, you wouldn’t have been of any interest to them anyway.

or… not…?

Shuri came almost immediately with a choked-off moan, as if the full force of her sudden orgasm took her by surprise, and she came hard. her head bowed forwards to rest against Riri’s collarbone as her back heaved and her hips jerked. she spilled all over Riri’s hand, the squelching sounds almost embarrassingly loud.

Riri crashed into her release only a second or two later, one hand clinging to Shuri’s shoulder, the other on the wall beside her, and then they both slouched against the desk looking dazed and weak.

you were breathless, still staring at them with eyes wide and heart pounding. you’d soaked through and ruined your underwear, you were sure of it.

“fuck, Shuri,” Riri hissed, moving slowly as she came back to herself. “i know it’s my fault, but we’ve got to stop doing this… it’s… it’s not fair to her…”

Shuri didn’t speak, and other than the deep breaths she was taking to calm down, there was no outward sign that she’d just come her brains out in the lab of all places, with your name fresh on her lips.

you lay back on your bed that night, long after the world had fallen silent and your birthday drew closer to ending, your mind still spinning. it wasn’t the wine you drank that made the room fuzzy.

Riri’s and Shuri’s soft moans drifted unbidden back into your memory, the sight of Shuri with her hand…

oh yes, and the Black Panther had a blindingly intense orgasm immediately after her apparent girlfriend (?) had brought up your name. and then they’d apparently felt guilty about some aspect of that.

Bast though, they’d looked spectacular together. all straining biceps and high-pitched moans, tense, tightly wound, straining, gasping, coming...

you shuffled in your bed and slid your hand down the waistband of your pyjamas. you were wet again just from that.

it wasn’t long before you too were gasping, your fingers clutching at the sheets beneath you as your hips arched off the bed and you sank your fingers as deep inside yourself as you could. which one of them you imagined doing this to you, burying their fingers inside your heat right up to the knuckle, you couldn’t have said, and it was a mix of both women’s features that filled your imagination as you came in no time at all with a great, heaving, shuddering sigh.

you were irritated. highly so.

you weren’t having the best work day and Azana’s comments were threatening to send you over the edge. honestly you didn’t know what her issue was. she was always passive-aggressive when you and Shuri were still close, making snide comments about how it “must be nice to have the boss’ ear amongst ‘other things.’” right now though, she was just being downright nasty.

she was having a louder-than-normal conversation with another coworker, and you couldn’t help but feel like she was subbing you. pussy.

“the Panther and Ms. WIlliams seem pretty close, wouldn’t you say?”

“mhmm, i guess so? they did go through a lot in a pretty short amount of time, that tends to bring people closer”

“yes, you are right. It almost reminds me of how close she and y/n are. or atleast used to be,” she giggled

the other half of the conversation, Ifeoma, looked over at you uneasily before humming noncommittally in response. smart girl.

Azana continued, unphased by the lack of response, “seems to me that the Panther upgraded. decided to get rid of most reminders of tragedy. i mean who wants a boring, stuck-up - “

“that is quite enough from you.”

the words didn’t come from you or Ifeoma, but rather Shuri herself. when did she even get over here and how did she hear? she was literally just on the other side of the lab.

enhanced hearing, courtesy of the herb, of course.

she continued, “this is not a place for baseless gossip, and especially not about your fellow worker. please apologize to y/n, Azana.”

you could hardly believe your ears. instead of feeling grateful though, all you could see was red. what exactly was Shuri playing at? she had all but ignored you for over a year, then the birthday card, then her orgasming at the mention of your name, and now this?

enough was enough. you barely took stock of Azana’s muttered apology, your eyes instead tracking Shuri’s form as she made her way upstairs.

you took a deep breath and hurried after her, your eyes focused on the undercut that was hurriedly walking down the corridor, her long legs carrying her further away from you. she glanced over her shoulder once and then she quickened her pace.

you would have found the entire thing absolutely hilarious if you weren't so hellbent on chasing her especially when it was clear she had no desire to be caught.

you barrelled around a corner, your teeth gritting as you followed her. you didn’t even notice an arm reaching out from an empty room until long fingers wrapped around your wrist and pulled you inside of the room, the door closing behind you with a click.

you rubbed your wrist as Shuri let go of you, and slowly walked over to a large desk at the front of the room. she gracefully sat on top of it, long legs dangling over the edge as she put two hands on either side of her. she just stared.

“Shuri. what the fuck was that?” you snapped, shocking even yourself with the outburst.

“please elaborate y/n, i can’t possibly keep up with all of the things that vex you.” she delivered the words calmly, no emotion behind the words but you saw something flit through her eyes. amusement?

you felt a strange feeling of hope settle into you. too bad you were too pissed off to give a shit right now.

“i don’t need you to come to my defense in front of people i have to work with” you snapped

she swallowed heavily, her gaze unable to look away from yours. “it’s not a big deal, y/n, just leave it.”

not a big…Bast.

“not a big deal?! Shuri please forgive me for being slightly perturbed when you go out of your way to do something ‘nice’ for me. i mean lately you’ve basically acted like i don’t exist!” you threw your hand up in the air in exasperation.

she remained silent at that.

“i don’t need you looking after me, your Highness. if you’re trying to find some convoluted way to assuage the guilt that I know you’re hoarding, keep me out of it. i give you a blanket sheet of forgiveness if it means you’ll leave me alone.” you snapped.

Shuri’s eyes hardened as she looked at you dazedly. “you forgive me? for ignoring you? for abandoning you when i knew you were hurting? for pushing you away? for basically being the worst friend and person to ever exist? a blanket sheet, you say?”

you had done it. you could feel the shift. she was no longer emotionless and empty, she was all fiery rage, the feeling coating her in it, licking out towards you as if begging for you to unleash it fully. you felt your hands tremble slightly.

“sure, Shuri.” you whispered.

the restraint broke.

she reached out and grabbed you by the waist. you gasped as she tugged you forward. you were bracketed in between her legs, your bodies pressed up against each other as she gripped your waist so hard that it almost hurt.

“be quiet, y/n. just stop fucking talking. you have no idea what you’re agreeing to, no idea what your words do to the people around you. don’t say things you don’t mean. not to me or anyone else”

the words were thrown at you, her brown eyes fluttering softly as her mouth grazed the side of your cheek. your heart was beating so loud, it was the only thing you could hear over the screaming inside your head.

“I-” you began but she cut you off with a disbelieving laugh.

“even now. Bast, you can’t just fucking listen even when it’s for your own benefit. be quiet y/n, or i’ll make you.” the threat was delivered with a small smile against your skin, her mouth tugging up on the corner.

you felt a hot shiver of anticipation race through you and your breath got slightly ragged. you had no idea what she meant but you were absolutely past the point of pretending like you weren't curious.

you wanted to see what a punishment dished out by the Black Panther looked like, especially after what you’d witnessed.

you sucked in a breath at your train of thought, your eyes widened as she pulled away slightly to look at you head-on. you could see the emotions swirling in her irises this time. anger, pure and unfiltered. but it was tinged with something else, something that made your body flood with heat. you’d never been this physically close to her before.

she leaned down so that your mouths were just a breath apart and you couldn’t help yourself. she was teasing you with her half-lidded eyes, her vice grip on your waist, her full mouth that was arranged into a small smirk. you crossed the distance and kissed her.

the two of you stood there, your lips softly pressed against each other, your eyes wide with surprise by your sudden move.

then all at once Shuri groaned and pulled you closer, her other hand coming down to settle on your waist as she gripped you tight. you gasped and she took it as her in.

you had never been kissed like this before. like you were being drowned in someone. she was a woman starved and you were her three-course meal.

it was fervent, hurried, your mouths slotted together with an almost desperation and you felt fire hit your core as she made a strangled sound that you never dreamed you would ever hear fall from the royal.

Shuri’s tongue slid between your parted lips and sensually embraced your own, the sensation causing your nipples to peak through your shirt.

oh fuck.

you had dreamed of this, this very moment where you got the chance to see how Shuri tasted. sweet, crisp, citrusy. she tasted like a bottle of your favorite wine. you drank her down greedily, a soft moan dropping from your mouth as she pulled away from your lips to land a kiss on the juncture of your jaw.

she gave a small hum of approval at your response and her hands on your waist gripped you tighter. so tight that you were sure you were going to have marks left in her wake. you thought briefly of how it would feel to have her leave her marks all over your body, fingers indenting themselves into brown skin. you decided you liked the idea very much.

she landed an open mouth kiss on your neck and you groaned, your head falling back, her hand supporting you as braids tumbled over your shoulder. your eyes were closed, losing yourself to the sensation of her tongue moving up the column of your throat.

“Shuri.” you moaned.

and just like that, it all stopped.

she released you and you tumbled slightly backward as your eyes adjusted from their lust-induced haze. Shuri was sitting slightly hunched over and was staring at you with an unreadable expression.

“i’ve dreamt of hearing you moan my name.” she said, somewhat quietly.

you took a steadying breath.

“what was that, your highness?” you said her title pointedly and she gave a soft laugh.

her head hung down, looking at the floor. she looked so tired.

no. no, you couldn’t go backward with her.

“Shuri.” you whispered.

“Azana’s comment. the one about me getting rid...getting rid of reminders of tragedy… fuck y/n, how can you even look at me and not hate me?” Shuri looked so frustrated, so ashamed but she gave you a small smile as if letting you know that she wasn’t going to break. it was officially your turn.

your tears welled up in earnest.

because you had thought about what Azana had said. all of it. and for the first time, you felt as though you had maybe always been alone? maybe you had never truly had someone there for you. your parents were gone. you had a hard time getting along with others. and then there was Shuri.

“i tried to hate you. i tried so fucking hard to hate you, Shuri. but how could i? you were hurting just as much as I was. it was...difficult for me, going through that alone. but i never hated you.” you said, truthfully.

Shuri bent down and kissed you softly on your forehead, the tip of your nose.

“if I could take it all back, if I could go back in time and erase every shitty thing i’ve ever done to you, I’d give my life for it. i’m so...i’m so sorry. i know that doesn’t do a lot but I-” she was babbling and you realized that you had never seen her so unhinged.

her eyes were rimmed with red and you could tell she was crying as well. you reached out and softly touched her jaw before letting your hand fall.

Shuri bent down and buried her face in your neck as if she couldn’t look at you. not yet. you felt wet tears fall against your skin as she took deep, steadying breaths. finally, she looked up, and what was left of you splintered as you took in her broken expression, her eyes still red and wet.

“i have so much to atone for, so much to regret, so many people i owe apologies. but my biggest mistake, my greatest fuckup is treating you the way that i did. Bast y/n, you’re so brilliant and beautiful and kind. i’ve never deserved to even be in your orbit, even when we were closer, i knew you were too good for me. so i don’t know how we go from here, but I want you to know that I- I love you. i think i always have. and i’ll do whatever i can to show you that every fucking day. you’ll never feel alone again.”

more silence sounded as you blinked rapidly, tears falling in earnest in little rivulets as her words washed over you. she had you. never alone again. you didn’t want to address her love confession though, not yet. so you nodded and reached out to caress her cheek, her eyes closing again at the touch.

the room you and shuri made out in was empty today and you let out an almost disappointed sigh as you sat down and began to set up for work. you didn’t feel like being in the open-plan area today. your kiss had been playing on repeat in your head since it happened. you just couldn’t stop thinking about the way she felt, hard lines and soft skin against you as you kissed like your lives depended on it.

you had always been attracted to Shuri, even when you shouldn’t have. even when she distanced herself, you couldn't shake it off. you had wondered briefly if you were a masochist because that’s how it felt to be interested in someone who had gone out of their way to avoid you. to hurt you on multiple occasions. you caring about her made you sick and yet, at the first sign of vulnerability, you leaped in and kissed her. what the fuck was wrong with you?

you heard the door shut and glanced up to see Riri standing in front of the table, arms folded across her chest as she stared you down. oh no.

she sat down in the seat across from you and began to unload her bag. you tried to ignore her, but it was nearly impossible to do when she was being so loud. the contents of her bag surprised you as she placed them on the table and then she spent a few moments crinkling up pieces of rolling paper. you gritted your teeth and you saw her smirk out of your peripheral vision. finally, when she was all set, she sighed dramatically and offered you the joint she had just painstakingly rolled .

you snapped your gaze up to look at her in surprise as she lit it and took a long deep drag, exhaling a cloud of smoke. you watched this with interest, your face heating up as you counted the beauty spots lining the column of her neck. she offered you the joint again, gesturing for you to take it.

you peered down at it curiously and then cast a glance around you to see if you were still alone. you reached out and took a hold of it, Riri’s fingers grazing your skin as you grabbed the joint and took a long drag of your own. the familiar sensation washed over you and you gave an appreciative sigh.

“is this the last-gift-before-death sort of thing? you’re plying me with drugs before you kill me?” you asked as you passed it back to her.

Riri smirked. “and pray tell y/n, why would i be killing you? did you do something that would warrant such a response?”

you knew she knew. you could tell in the way she was holding in a laugh as if the fact that your life had turned upside down was the funniest thing she’d ever heard. you took the joint from her hands and took another long drag.

“don’t play coy, Riri, it’s unbecoming.” you snapped.

she laughed freely now, the sound deep and pleasant as her eyes crinkled at the corners. she’s so … beautiful. you found yourself giving a small smile in response, unable to stay out of the sunny orbit that circled the scientist.

“okay, fine. so you kissed Shuri after she stood up for you. if i start cussin bitches out will you make out with me in an empty room, y/n?” she asked, giggling as she finally started up her tablet.

you rolled your eyes exasperatedly. “and why exactly would you do such a thing?”

she grinned, her eyes roving up and down your frame, her gaze snagging on your tits briefly. “because i have fucking eyes”

she said it easily, eyes focused on the projection in front of her. you blinked and focused on what she had just said. did Riri Williams just say that she found you attractive?

as you looked at the woman in front of you, you found that it was easy to see why Shuri would be with her. she was breathtakingly beautiful and funny, if not kinda insufferable with her laidback attitude that seemed to hide a much darker undercurrent if you crossed her. you bit the inside of your cheek.

“if you're…with Shuri, why did she kiss me earlier?” you didn’t ask this to cause trouble, you were genuinely curious. Shuri was a lot of things but you never pegged her as a cheater. also Riri was way too calm about the whole situation. there had to be a reasonable explanation.

Riri shrugged. “because she wanted to.”

your mouth fell open slightly. “so you two just go around kissing people you want even though you’re together?”

you had heard of open relationships, of course, you were just trying to understand if this was what their arrangement was. but Riri shook her head with a scoff as she mapped specs.

“hell no. we’re both far too territorial for that. but, we both have a mutual person that we…like…and we agreed that if she ever showed interest, we would be open to that possibility, whatever that may be.”

you froze. and then a small giggle bubbled up your throat and spilled out, the sound shocked and disbelieving. you giggled again. and before you knew it, you were laughing purely and genuinely for the first time in what felt like months. tears welled up in your eyes and Riri’s bemused face got blurry as you wiped them away.

“you’re really funny, you know that Riri?” you asked, giggling once again as you looked back down at your work.

you sighed, the laughs dying down as you jotted down the blocking sequence you’d been looking for.

“y/n.” Riri said.

you didn’t look up, just kept typing. “Riri.”

she reached over and placed her hand on yours, stopping it in its tracks, forcing you to focus on her. you sighed and looked up.

she wasn’t smiling anymore, her eyebrows were simply furrowed as she looked at you in disbelief.

“you think i’m joking?”

you rolled your eyes at her, ignoring how nice her hand felt over top of yours. “obviously.”

“y/n, i wasn’t joking and frankly, i’m surprised that one of the smartest people i know is this dumb.”

you glared at her, yanking your hand away. “how is it that you’ve managed to compliment and insult me in the same sentence?”

her smile appeared once again. “it’s one of my many talents.”

“i’d hate to see what the others are.”

“i mean...i could show you if you’d like.” Riri waggled her eyebrows suggestively and you felt yourself grow hot as she bit her lip.

you sucked in a breath, “you’re a terrible flirt, Riri.”

she laughed, taking another drag. “only when pretty people are involved.”

you huffed as you looked back down at your work.

but you could only focus for a second before her words came barreling back into you. she thought you were attractive. and if she were to be believed, she and Shuri both were interested. in you. you shook your head in disbelief.

“you weren’t joking?”

Riri leaned back in her seat, an arm slung over the empty chair next to her as she looked at you appraisingly. her face was devoid of all teasing, she was instead frowning slightly, that guarded look back in her eyes once more.

“no, i wasn’t.”

the words bore into your body, burrowing into your bones.

you opened your mouth to say what, you had no idea. you closed it again and just stared at her with obvious surprise.

she sighed and leaned forward, forearms on the table, pulling you into her orbit as you leaned forward almost imperceptibly to meet her.

“you don’t have to do anything with that information, i was simply telling you so that you didn’t dive into that downward spiral. the one i can only imagine you’re going to drown in later. Shuri’s been wanting to do that for ages, she’s fine.” Riri frowned. “rather she’s fine when it comes to you kissing her.”

you noted what she wasn’t saying and you grasped onto it, trying to parse out your thoughts as they zoomed through your head faster than the speed of sound.

“what’s going on with Shuri?” you asked softly.

Riri’s gaze was unseeing but she focused on you, a frown still on her pouty mouth. “it’s not really my place to say. she’s just...dealing with a lot of shit right now.”

you sighed. “anyone with eyes could see that.” you muttered.

“oh don’t give yourself too much credit. you’re just now realizing that Shuri and I are attracted to you. Shuri for years now. astuteness might not be your thing.”

you gave a surprised laugh as she once again managed to compliment and insult you simultaneously.

you swatted at her, your fingers brushing across her chest and she gently grabbed your hand before you could pull away, holding you there in the space just a breath away from her.

your breath quickened as her gaze flickered down to your parted lips. she looked back up at you. “it’s okay y/n, you have many other positive qualities that make up for the very few things you lack.”

you frowned “and what else do i lack, Riri?”

she smiled. “the ability to see what is right in front of you.”

your eyes widened as she leaned forward and gently placed her lips on yours. you gasped as an electric current ripped through you. she reached both of her hands up to softly cup your face, her thumb stroking your cheek almost reverently. Riri pulled back slightly and looked down at you, lashes fluttering open. it was so tender, so soft. you melted into her with ease.

you stared at each other for a moment. and then you leaned in and kissed her, properly.

she moaned, the sound tearing through you as she held onto you as if you were going to disappear. your mouths moved together perfectly, a steady rhythm keeping you in sync as she ran her tongue over your bottom lip before biting down.

you gasped and her hands tightened on your face as she opened her mouth and kissed you with the passion of someone who had been waiting forever for this moment. you had no idea until now that you too had been waiting for this, waiting for Riri Williams to devour you.

your pants got a bit louder, her tugging on your sweater, fists burrowed in the fabric. and it wasn’t until someone cleared their throat loudly that you jumped apart, your face hot as you looked around dazedly.

“really? the lab? highly unprofessional.” a familiar voice said.

she was such a hypocrite.

you groaned and hid your face in your hands, refusing to look up as Riri laughed openly.

“Shuri.” she said.

you heard a chair pull out and realized with abject horror that she was sitting down.

nope, you couldn’t do this. you had literally made out with both Shuri and Riri in the span of two days and now they were both sitting across from you as if it were all completely normal.

Riri laughed again and leaned over to drop a featherweight kiss on Shuri’s mouth. the royal smiled against her briefly and you realized that it was the first time you had seen her genuinely smile in a long time.

“i was coming to find you to work on blueprints and something told me you’d be here, propositioning y/n.” Shuri said as she pulled away.

“she wasn’t propositioning me. we were just talking and…” you paused, trying to figure out what you wanted to say.

“and Riri used her stupid Riri charm and you kissed her because she looks so fucking good. yeah, no need to explain to me, y/n.”

Riri beamed from the words, an arm draping over Shuri’s shoulders as she laughed again. “she called me a flirt.”

‘you are a flirt.” you and Shuri said at the same time.

you felt herself getting hot as you looked at the two engineers across from you, defined curls bent over a holograph as they began working together. you reached up to remove your sweater, wrapping it around your waist so you were just in a Skims top. you put your braids up in a bun with a scrunchie and then tried to resume your work.

you paused when you saw both Shuri and Riri watching you. Shuri’s gaze was on your face, eyes landing on your mouth and Riri was very clearly and obviously looking at your tits.

“you’re both shameless.” you snapped. Riri laughed and Shuri’s mouth quirked up on one side.

“some would say you’re a tease too, y/n,” Shuri said evenly, her words dripping with amusement.

you raised a brow. “says the woman who dragged me into an empty room and pretty much fucked me with her eyes.”

Riri gave a surprised giggle as Shuri rolled her eyes in question.

“if I were fucking you, y/n, you’d know it.”.

Riri leaned over and bit Shuri’s earlobe, causing the Panther to duck her head shyly.

“i can vouch for that. there’s honestly nothing that compares.” Riri’s voice took on a low purr as she moved to nip at the juncture of Shuri’s jaw. Shuri’s hands tightened on the desk as she leaned into the sensation.

you sat there, your eyes wide, your underwear steadily getting wetter as you watched Riri whisper something in Shuri’s ear that made her smirk.

Riri pulled away and grinned at you. “and this could all be yours for the low price of free 99. literally, y/n we’re begging you here.”

you blinked at her. then you tipped your head back and laughed fully. you heard Shuri chuckle as you wiped tears from your eyes.

for the first time in forever, you felt only one emotion.

you felt alive.

you gave Riri a relieved smile before tugging off your jacket and shoes and lying both up against the door. Shuri followed in behind you, her eyes were half-lidded from how long training had gone.

“i think Okoye is actually trying to kill me.”she grumbled, much to you and Rir’s amusement.

but you didn’t say anything as she shuffled over to the bathroom with long strides. “going to rinse off real quick.”

you settled onto the couch, your feet tucked under you as Riri plopped down as well, knocking into you.

you giggled, feeling ridiculously giddy in her presence. it was quite jarring, the way the two women made you feel so much and yet in completely different ways. with Riri, she was all bright energy, her laugh infectious, her cheekiness endearing. you just wanted to wrap her up and pinch her cheeks and kiss her nose because she was so damned adorable. but with Shuri, you felt like you were constantly standing on the edge of a cliff, one sudden move causing you to topple overboard. and you realized that it was absolutely Shuri herself who was teasingly pushing you off, just to pull you back to safety at the last second.

you sighed as you glanced around the empty suite.

Riri followed your gaze and raised a brow. “can i ask you something that you absolutely do not need to answer?” she asked.

you felt immediate nervousness settle into you at her solemn expression. Riri was rarely serious, at least in your time spent with her. “sure…” you said, hesitatingly.

“do you think i could convince Shuri to get another tattoo?”

you blinked at her, her expression impassive, her mouth tugged down in a thoughtful frown. you felt a giggle fall from your lips until it divulged into a genuine laugh.

Riri threw her arms in the air in disbelief. “what?! it’s a serious question!”

you shook your head, grinning. “why did you ask it like that? i thought it was serious!”

“it is serious y/n! she’s our girlfriend now and i’m trying to make sure we are in agreement. just answer the question?”

you gave her a bemused look as she brought out her ‘special box’ to settle before you. the words our girlfriend floated around your head.

“a tattoo of what, Riri?” you asked.

she lit a joint and passed it to you and then lit another for herself, raising it to clink against yours in the air. then she leaned in, your faces inches apart as she glanced down at your mouth and then back up to your eyes.

“a black cat. on her ass.”

you were laughing hard, the lit joint up to your lips before your gaze darted over and alighted upon Shuri as she exited the bathroom. the laugh died on a disbelieving huff as you hungrily drank in the sight of her. she was in nothing but a pair of black sweatpants, curls still damp and in a disarray. her chest was proudly on display, physique well-formed from rigorous physical training. you very briefly wondered if you could trail your tongue along each of her abs. you were aware that you were just staring, openly and blatantly but the fact that Shuri looked even better than you had ever imagined, made you wet almost immediately.

“yeah, it’s a common reaction.” Riri said, her gaze trained on the royal as well.

Shuri scratched the back of her neck shyly from the attention but she gave you both an arrogant smirk.

“Riri. I’m quite pent up from today and you know my favorite way to let off steam.” she said, the words pouring from her tongue decadently, causing you to shiver. you glanced over at Riri and she bit her lip, staring down at you, her gaze lust-filled.

“and how shall we assist you tonight, your highness?” Riri asked, her hand brushing your braids off your shoulder.

“i want you to strip y/n bare.”

Shuri’s voice was low, rough, it took on an authoritative quality that you had never heard from the Panther before. but as you turned to look at her, you felt a thrill race through you at her gaze. there was a threatening undercurrent to her tone that made you realize you were to do exactly what she said.

Riri must’ve noted it as well because she swallowed loudly and dropped to her knees before you.

oh fuck.

“we have to listen to Shuri or else it’ll be ten times worse.” she said roughly, her voice caressing you in all the places you wanted her fingers, her mouth, her to be. she spoke as if from experience, as if she had been given a punishment from Shuri herself and didn’t want to repeat it.

you glanced over at Shuri who had settled into a chair, long legs sprawled out before her, her gaze focused and calculating as she watched the two of you. her distant disposition seemed slightly dimmed, letting way to a darker, more dangerous version of herself and you truly couldn’t decide which version you liked better.

“i will tell Riri exactly how i want her to touch you, to fuck you, and you’re to do exactly what i say. do you understand?” she asked, a wicked grin on her full lips.

you couldn’t speak. you nodded dumbly, your nipples peaking simply by the sheer command in her tone.

Riri moved her hands slowly up your shirt. brown skin trailed a path against brown and you watched breathlessly as her hands slowly rested underneath your tits. she massaged the plump curves of you and then slowly, took a nipple between two fingers and you moaned from the touch, your eyes closing briefly.

Riri groaned and Shuri chuckled from her seat. “Riri, i want you to suck on her tits.”

the woman before you smiled as she lifted your shirt, and you watched as her tongue licked up your stomach, the length of your torso.

“fuck Riri.” you gasped from the touch and the sight of her tasting you as if you were a decadent treat. she groaned again against you. she leaned down slightly and took a nipple in her mouth, sucking on you, her mouth deliciously tugging with her tongue.

you keened at the sensation, the feeling going straight to your core. you all at once wanted more, needed more. she rolled the nipple between her fingers before going to suck on your other tit as if not to neglect it. a tongue wrapped around you and then she gently bit down. you gasped, the feeling causing you to pant in anticipation.

“riri, please.”

she looked over at Shuri, patiently, waiting for orders.

you had never experienced anything quite like this before. you had had a few senseless fucks here and there, the names and faces blurring into each other as you chased the emptiness with something, anything. you never truly cared about who they were, just using them to chase that mutually desired pleasure that overtook your senses from time to time.

but this, this feeling of desperation, of intense want that was flooding you was making it hard to breathe. you watched as Shuri watched Riri sucking on your tits while making obscene noises that had you completely drenched. you kept watching as Shuri slid a hand into her sweatpants and you whimpered.

she noted the sound with a smile. “Riri, i want you to lay y/n down on the ground. i want you to fuck her until you cum...no need to worry about if she does, i’ll see to that later. however, y/n, you are not to touch her. that is an order and if you disobey, there will be punishment. do you understand?”

oh, you understood. Shuri looked as if she was ready to dole out said punishment either way and you were not going to give her the satisfaction. you nodded but Riri bit down on your nipple causing you to simultaneously yelp and thrust your pelvis forward slightly in desperation. she chuckled against you and gripped your waist, fingers digging into the skin.

“i don’t want to see you in trouble ma so i'll give you the quick rundown. when Shuri gives you an order, you’re to respond ‘yes, Panther.’ otherwise, she gets quite upset, and frankly, i’m not taking the fall for your bad behavior.” Riri looked up at you through long lashes and you sucked in a breath as Shuri laughed.

“Riri, it’s so fucking hot when you’re good for me.” her voice was praising and you raised a brow as you saw Riri beam from it. so you all had a praise kink then. Bast.

you felt like they could just breathe in your direction and you’d be toppling over the edge. there was a sort of raw vulnerability emanating from the two in front of you and you knew without a doubt that it wasn’t often that they let their guards down. it wasn’t often that they let anyone in. and with a thrill of abject disbelief, you realized that you were one of the very few. the thought made you feel warm all over again for a completely different reason.

“enough talking. fuck y/n so i finally make her cum please.” shuri said exasperatedly. she said it as if she were talking about the weather outside and not the fact that she was promising you a future orgasm. you gasped quietly.

Riri’s gaze turned hungry as she looked at you and gently took your hand. “no touching, okay?”

you nodded. “okay.”

it was with that word that she let go of all restraint and roughly pulled you down to lie on the floor as she loomed over you. she placed soft kisses along the column of your neck, the smell of jasmine and vanilla wrapping around you in a way that made you dig your nails into the ground. the thought of not touching seemed easy enough when said out loud but as Riri nipped at your collarbones, your shoulders, your tits...it became increasingly easy to see that this was cruel. you glared over at Shuri and she smiled wide, as if understanding your train of thought.

Riri trailed fingers down your stomach, stopping at the waistband of your trousers. she yanked them down, sliding fingers over your legs before she discarded the clothing across the room. slowly and painstakingly, she ran a finger over the lace of your panties and she moaned at what she felt.

“so fucking wet, y/n. can i please feel you?” she asked, her voice low as her gaze honed in on your center. you nodded desperately and she gave that winning smile before she pulled them to the side and eased two fingers inside of you. the immediate intrusion made you gasp as your back arched off the ground, your fingers scrambling for purchase against the floor.

“fuck Shuri, she’s so tight.” Riri groaned.

you heard a sharp intake of breath in response. you looked to your right and saw Shuri’s hand moving faster in her pants, her eyes darkening as she watched Riri finger fuck you gently.

“you may fuck her harder, Riri.”she said, gruffly.

Riri winked down at you. “duty calls, mami.”

then she finger fucked you in earnest, you cried out as the feeling of her hitting that spot almost made you come undone. her eyes fluttered closed as if she too was almost there just by using her hand to fuck you. you could barely control yourself, the feeling was all at once too much and not enough. you watched her arm muscles flex as she drove into you and you thought it was single-handedly one of the hottest things you’d ever seen.

“Riri fuck...please.” you whined.

Shuri laughed, the sound warm and wicked and yet it caused your cunt to flutter around Riri ’s fingers, a low whimper dropping from the engineer’s lips at the feeling. “you can’t cum, y/n. don’t be so. fucking. impatient.” she said, her fingers moving in tandem with her words and brushing against your spot for emphasis .

Riri pressed her thumb against your clit and you screamed. your orgasm hadn’t crested but you had lost restraint. you gripped the muscles in Riri ’s back, holding onto her desperately, your voice shrill as you begged her to let you cum. Shuri sighed loudly as if anticipating such an outcome.

“you fucked up, ma” Riri muttered darkly, turning her head to the side to kiss your wrist.

“Riri, i want you to fuck y/n until her back looks like yours. if you don’t succeed, i will dole the punishment out to you instead.”

“wh- what does your back look like?,” you whispered to Riri, and she grinned as she stripped her top off, “see for yourself baby,” she said as she turned around to expose her gorgeous back to you.

you couldn't contain your gasp as she revealed the most gorgeous, detailed red-ink tattoo. could this woman get any more attractive? your fingers trembled as you reached out to trace the intricate lines, “did it hurt?”

she simply shrugged in response, but Shuri responded for her, “it sure did, but my baby took it like a champ.”

Riri leaned over and took Shuri’s bottom lip between her teeth before biting down lightly.

“now Riri, back to the task at hand,” Shuri’s tone left no room for further discussion.

you and Riri froze, staring at each other, and then a slow grin spread across Riri’s face. “sorry love, better you than me.”

you looked over at Shuri as if pleading and she just shrugged smugly and sat back in her chair, her lips closing around the joint you couldn't remember her lighting.

Riri quickly pulled off her trousers and her briefs, before grabbing a kimoyo bead off her wrist. you knew what the bead was going to transform into even before she activated it, having worked on some specs with Shuri years ago for vibranium-infused sex toys. the two of you had been high out of your minds and mourning the lack of artificial dicks that felt like real ones.

your mouth and thoughts dried up instantly at the sight of toned thighs as she lined herself up to you, running her strap through your arousal.

then she pushed inside of you and you saw actual fucking stars. Riri huffed as if in disbelief before she slammed in fully to the hilt, the feeling all at once filling you up.

“Riri!” you moaned.

she snatched your underwear where it lay discarded and then held it out to Shuri. “please?”she asked.

you had no idea what she was asking but Shuri seemed to because she smiled and came over to where you were, her pants nearly soaked through. you whined, wondering if she would let you taste her while Riri fucked you.

Shuri took the scrap of lace and roughly lifted your arms above her head, tying your wrists together so you lost mobility of your hands.

“since you can’t listen on your own accord…”she explained. you glared at her, your eyes roving back down to her pussy.

Riri was fucking you without abandon at this point and you could start to feel the carpet rubbing against your bare skin, the feeling painful and yet arousing enough that you were drenched, your juices running down your thighs as Riri expertly hit that space in you that her fingers had been grazing just moments before.

“y/n, is there a reason why you’re staring at my pussy, rather shamelessly might I add?” Shuri drawled, her eyes darting back and forth between yours and Riri ’s blissed-out expression as she reverently ran her hand up and down the length of your body.

you could blame it on the fact that Riri was impaling you so deliciously that all rationale flew out the window. or maybe you were just in your element, one that made you feel so fucking alive. you opened your mouth wide and looked up at her expectantly.

Riri paused as Shuri’s eyes widened, a mix of shock and desire flickering through her gaze. then Riri picked up the pace even more punishingly than before with a groan as Shuri quickly rid herself of her ruined clothing.

“you’re an actual slut, y/n?”she asked with a surprised laugh.

you just raised a brow in response as she positioned herself to sit on your face.

she groaned, her eyes flickering closed as the warm feeling of your mouth enveloped her. you groaned as you gently sucked on her clit, your first taste of her better than you could have ever dreamed. you were truly going to die, you realized. simply because you had Riri drilling you to a tempo that was unreal, your arms unable to hold onto anything as she fucked rug burns into you, and Shuri’s hips grinding against your face as she moaned like she couldn’t control herself. you were going to die and it’d be the absolute perfect way to go, you decided.

“fuck Shuri, i’m going to cum, i can’t handle this,” Riri said with a shaky laugh as she watched you sloppily take Shuri in your mouth, the sounds radiating through the suite causing you to whimper into her.

“cum, Riri.” Shuri snapped, her gaze straying over to take in her face, her back muscles bunching as she gripped you tighter.

Riri bobbed her head. “yes, Panther.”

and then she filled you up with a low moan, her cum running back down your thighs as she panted from the exertion. her head drooped over, curls spiraling as she propped up one of her legs and used her knee as a headrest. she watched Shuri fuck your mouth lazily, her eyes fluttering open and closed as she caught her breath.

you could tell Shuri was close by the way that she was muttering, “fuck” under her breath every other second, her fist clenched tight around your hair as if to keep you there, as if you could ever leave. with your newfound free range you dug your face in deeper to reach more of her, your tongue going as far as you could reach. you wanted to collect every single drop.

“i’m going to cum all over your face, princess.” she gasped.

the pet name settled into your core as you mumbled “yes, Panther,” the words barely understandable. Riri giggled and Shuri came in earnest, the taste sweet and slightly tart. your new favorite flavor.

she lifted herself off you and you felt the absence immediately, wondering if this was going to become a problem. if you were always going to want Riri and Shuri. obsession. the thought flitted through your mind but you pushed it away as you looked up at her. she bent over and in a rather gentle display of affection, caressed your cheek before landing a soft kiss on your lips.

“would you like to cum now?”she asked, softly.

“yes, Panther.”

she gave you a small smile before glancing over at Riri. “switch?”

Riri nodded as she gave you a kiss on the knee before removing herself from between your legs to switch positions with Shuri. “how do you feel, ma?”she asked.

you sighed. she had made well on following her orders because you could absolutely feel the burns running down the length of your back. “i feel like Shuri owes you a fucking star.”

Riri laughed as Shuri gave you a genuine smile before sliding an arm around your waist, the skin still slightly sore from the marks. but all thoughts of pain bottomed out when she lifted you so that you were slightly propped up before she lowered her head and dragged her tongue in a long swipe down your center.

you gasped out loud, the sensation making your toes curl as she hummed appreciatively against you. “I love that i can still taste Riri on you.” she groaned as she darted her tongue out again teasingly as if taking her time to explore you.

Riri laughed at that, “you’re filthy, Shuri.”

except the words were said so fondly that you laughed out loud at how the two managed to make debauchery a good thing. although honestly, it was a good thing if the way your body was responding to Shuri’s tongue was a sign.

she lapped you up like her favorite brand of whiskey before she pressed the tip of her tongue hard against your clit. you screamed, your back arching off the ground once more and Riri fondly reached down and stroked your face as if soothing you.

Shuri did it again and you felt your chest tighten as your orgasm rushed up to greet you. you were standing on the precipice.

“give me one more second, princess.” she said against you, her eyes closed as she took her tongue to your center again before trailing a circle around your clit. fuck. she was fully edging you simply because she liked how you tasted and didn’t want it to end? you couldn’t have held out if your life depended on it. you came violently, the feeling clanging through you, a scream tearing from your throat as tears pricked your eyes once again.

Shuri just sighed, drinking you down through the orgasm as Riri dropped featherweight kisses to your forehead, your breath slightly ragged as you tried to calm your racing heartbeat.

Riri sat down fully next to you on the ground and gently rolled you onto your side, your body pliant from your satisfying fuck as she roved a hand over your back. Shuri kissed your cunt once more before she leaned over to see Riri ’s handiwork.

“hmm, close enough.” she smirked as Riri grinned.

Riri then reached over to the bedside drawer for her and Shuri’s bruise balm to spread over your back. it was vibranium-infused (duh) and worked faster and more efficiently. a wave of cold settled over you and you shivered before it warmed up and settled into your bones. the burning was no longer there and you smiled softly as she kissed your shoulder.

“all better? it wasn’t too rough was it?”she asked, her face drawn in slight worry.

you softened and nodded. “i’m okay Riri, i promise.”

Shuri held out a hand to you and you took it, allowing her to pull you up gently from the ground, your body sore from being completely ravaged. Riri popped over to the kitchenette and grabbed a glass of water. then she strode into the bedroom, Shuri pulling you along behind them.

once inside, Riri rummaged around in her drawers before pulling out a soft well-worn t-shirt that smelled of her. “arms up ma” she commanded. you did so dutifully and she tugged it over your head, your smile hidden under the fabric.

“y/n, come,” Shuri said, patting the space in the bed beside her. you huffed at her inability to not order you around but you crawled into bed nonetheless, realizing with a thrill that you would be spending the night with your two favorite people. the thought made you incredibly happy but you refused to let that show so blatantly, instead scowling at Shuri as she tugged on one of your braids.

Riri handed the both of you bonnets before padding over to join you. she slid into the bed on your other side, the two geniuses bracketing you in a cocoon of warmth that you burrowed deeper into. snuggling under the blankets, you felt Shuri spoon you and you settled into her while Riri threw her arm over the two of you and pulled you in close so that your noses were almost touching. she leaned forward and kissed the tip of yours.

“thank you for letting me fuck you, mami. ”she said with that stupidly hot smile.

Shuri laughed and it reverberated through her as she rolled her eyes. “oh so now you want to be a lady?”

Riri sighed, “girl bye, i’m always a lady” she mumbled, snuggling her face into your neck.

brown eyes fluttered closed as if the energy had finally left her body and you found yourself following suit as warmth and comfort dragged you under. and you had no idea if it were the beginning of a dream, or if Shuri actually spoke, but the words, “i want this, you two, all of the time,” floated through your consciousness.

and it could've been a fever dream but you knew that despite it, you responded with a very sleepy, “me too, Shuri.” to see how the words felt.

bonus smut?

you weren't quite sure what woke you up but when you did, you realized it was dark, the sky still black hinting at it being night.

your eyes focused enough to take in the muted glowing numbers of the clock. 3:24 AM. with a soft sigh, you turned on your side, facing Shuri.

you sucked in a breath when you met her gaze, her eyes half opened, piercing even in the dim light.

“Riri’s having a bad dream,” she mumbled, softly.

and as she said the words, you felt a jerking movement behind you and a soft whimper. you gingerly turned over again to instead face Riri, taking in the sight of her. the blankets were kicked down around her waist, her upper body bare, an expanse of smooth skin on display. her mouth was slightly open, her brows furrowed. she whimpered and the sound went straight to your heart.

Shuri snuggled in closer, wrapping an arm around your waist as she laid her chin on your shoulder. “it was good for a bit but it’s getting bad again.” she said quietly, your gazes trained on the jerking movements Riri was making as she whimpered again.

Shuri sighed and then released you before she quietly left the bed. you watched her pad over to Riri’s side before sliding in behind her, wrapping an arm around her waist as she had just done to you a few moments prior.

Riri’s mouth closed on a sigh as she settled into Shuri’s hold, her breaths deep and even as she continued to sleep. you took in her stupidly cute nose as it scrunched up, the way her hard lines softened as she moved slightly, burrowing deeper into Shuri.

“she’s so gorgeous” you sighed quietly and Shuri chuckled lowly in response.

“she would be highly embarrassed if she knew we were just watching her sleep but it’s kind of hard not to, yeah?”

you smiled softly as you nodded, pulling your hands under your cheek to prop yourself up slightly. you were still very tired but sleep was currently avoided as your breaths fell in tune with Riri’s.

you lay like that for a few moments, quiet, Shuri running a hand over Riri ’s stomach whenever she jerked from what appeared to be an ongoing nightmare.

but all at once, something shifted.

Riri made another sound but this time, it wasn’t tinged with pain. instead, you raised your brows, your gaze landing on Shuri’s as a soft moan fell from Riri’s lips, her mouth popping open slightly again as she shifted backward into Shuri.

you watched as Shuri’s breath hitched, her eyes darting down to Riri’s ass pressing back into her again, another moan filling the room.

you wanted to giggle at the absurdity of the situation, Shuri looking lost as she looked at you in disbelief. but as Riri canted her hips backward again, Shuri’s eyes fluttered closed briefly as she groaned, the sound settling into you, your sleep shorts dampening almost immediately..

“I- i’m going to have to wake her up” Shuri bit out, her voice hushed in the stillness.

“um yeah, yeah it’s only ri- right, just so she can…” you trailed off, your eyes glued to Shuri’s hand as she continued to stroke Riri's stomach, long fingers lingering close to the front of her shorts.

you squeezed your thighs together, your arousal crashing into you with force (and more than a little surprise).

Riri’s eyes fluttered open and they alighted on you before she looked down to see Shuri slowly stroking her. she sucked in a breath, a heated look crossing her features as she guided Shuri’s hand into her shorts. she moaned and Shuri kissed her neck before biting down softly on the skin.

Riri clenched hard around her fingers and she sleepily panted, “fuck me, Shuri.”

the words reverberated through you and you sucked in a breath, your fingers moving on their own accord to graze the top of your sleep shorts.

Shuri whined at the feel of Riri as she picked up the pace, her hand pumping steadily. Riri’s head fell back, her eyes closing at the touch.

“you like that? me fucking you with my fingers, does it feel good, Ri?” Shuri asked, her voice low as she deftly pulled down her own shorts. you couldn’t see her but you knew she had discretely activated her strap and was grinding against Riri because the other woman let out a strangled sound.

“you always take s-such good care of me,” Riri mumbled, her words almost slurring together with sleep-laced lust.

Shuri smiled at that, her hand slowly pulling out of Riri as she took her shorts off completely and you saw Riri’s mouth open on a pant as if in anticipation.

you made eye contact with Shuri and she smirked. “touch yourself for me, y/n. make yourself cum but only when Riri is about to do the same, do you understand?”

“yes, Shuri.” you said, your voice breathy and airy, not at all what you usually sounded like. as you watched Shuri slowly grip her strap and position herself behind Riri, you could feel your wetness drip even through your shorts.

you quickly shimmied out of them, tossing them to the floor as you waited for Shuri. you held her gaze, the two of you locked on one another before you watched as she pushed into Riri . you couldn’t see it exactly but you knew it was happening because Riri gasped, the sound surprised and hot and you immediately inserted two fingers into your already dripping cunt.

you had never watched anyone in real life before (on purpose), the thought somewhat frightening as you never imagined you’d be comfortable enough with voyeurism to do so. but as you watched Shuri slowly rock into Riri, her eyes closing as she bit her bottom lip, you realized that you could do this all the time. every day actually, if they were willing. because there was something so mind-numbingly hot about watching Shuri fuck Riri , the two of them losing themselves in the sensation.

“f--fu--” Riri just made garbled sounds, the words not forming as Shuri picked up her rhythm, her hand gripping Riri’s ass as she furrowed her brow in focus, her movements brutal and swift.

you rammed your fingers into yourself, the familiarity of your own hand causing you to chase that orgasm quickly in a way that was often difficult when done by anyone else. but you knew your body, your spots, and you were going to come undone as Riri arched her back allowing Shuri deeper access.

Riri was moaning loudly and she reached out a hand to grab your thigh, holding on as if needing you to tether her to something solid while Shuri fucked her, whispering in her ear.

“do you like waking up to me deep inside you?”she bit out, her voice rough and low as if she were trying to keep herself from coming undone. you knew you were all nearing that edge and a little smile crested your lips at the thought.

“ye--yes, Shuri.” Riri cried out, her eyes clenched shut.

you continued to finger yourself, lifting your hips to reach that sensitive space behind your clit but you reached out with your other hand to lightly stroke Riri’s clit. her breath hitched and she watched as you caressed her sensitive bud, the wetness already gathered there making it easy for you.

Shuri yanked Riri ’s head back and then placed a hand on her waist, her fingers grazing yours as you now rubbed Riri with vigor, matching the pace with Shuri’s thrusts and subsequently your own ministrations that were causing you to see stars.

“Riri, are you going to come for me?” Shuri asked,her voice ragged.

Riri nodded, her face creased in pleasure. she gripped onto your thigh for dear life as her other hand balled up in the sheets.

“good. y/n…” Shuri said your name like a caress and you looked over at her, your own body flushed with that orgasm just waiting on the edge.

you stared into her eyes and she smiled. “come.”

the word ignited an immediate release as your orgasm crashed through you, your back arching off the bed as you gasped quietly, cum dripping down your thighs and onto the bed. at the same time, you felt Riri’s jerk and then a rush of liquid coated your hand against her, the feeling sticky and heavy as she came with fervor.

Shuri groaned through her own orgasm before leaning her head against Riri ’s back, hands untangling, limbs growing pliant and loose as you all tried to quiet your panting breaths.

“did i wake you?” Riri asked you, the sound rumbling through your body because of your proximity. you smiled sleepily against her bare skin.

“yes. but i don’t think Shuri and I minded.”

“not even a little bit,” Shuri said, her voice hinting towards her own tiredness.

Riri laughed quietly, and with a little sigh, you decided that falling asleep in the arms of Shuri and Riri after a sleepy fuck session was probably the best way you could spend your early mornings.

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endnotes: now imagine me NOT finding away to sneak dom’s new tattoo in here lol; editing this was hellll, like i rlly almost gave up just bc of that but i had 2 see it thru; i definitely don’t think im done with this universe yet but i can’t commit so idk, as usual hope u all enjoy 💋💋

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