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So am I the only one feening for some Spencer Reid x black reader fics?????

He's too damn fine.

#spencer reid #spencer reid x reader

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i would like to kiss her on the mouth. thanks.

My wife so damn fine smh

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match and spark

firefighter!izogie x black!fem!reader

summary: izogie is serious about fire safety in every way that matters, but for her wife she doesn't mind a little spark

content: explicit language, tribbing, oral (Izogie receiving), fingering (izogie receiving), nipple sucking

note: thanks for 200 followers, I will be dropping a riri fic soon

word count: 2k

Clipping the last bit of thorns from the bundle of twenty-four roses, you sighed contentedly. The array of red and yellow roses were your last order before lunch, and you were grateful for the break. It was the week before valentine’s day and the signature bud was in high demand. 

“Thank you for coming, enjoy” you gave your ‘customer service’ smile as you handed over the bouquet. 

“Thank you” he nodded politely and made his way out

The bell above the door tinkled as he stepped out of the flower shop and you quickly followed his path to lock the front door and put up a ‘OUT FOR LUNCH’ sign in the glass. 

Pivoting on the heels of your Jordans, you took in the sight of the shop, stopping for the first time in hours to breathe in the earthy aroma around you. You walked along the displays, picking up stray petals or leaves that fell to the pristinely polished floor.

 A lavender bloom caught your eye . On the round table in the center of the room were lavender flowers, the exact type you held in your shaking hands as you walked down the aisle to the love of your life. Though that was nearly two years ago, the diamond ring she gave you that day shone brilliantly against your brown skin. 

While you were busy daydreaming, the harsh ring of the shop’s landline broke you from your reverie. 

You made your way over to the front desk and tucked your rope twists behind your ear to hold the phone to it. 

“The Bloom Room is closed for lunch but you can order anytime on our website-” you started before the person interrupted you

“I don’t think what I want is on the website” 

A smile took over your face at the rich sound of your wife’s voice

“Z, why are you calling on my work phone? I thought your shift wasn’t over until three”

Subconsciously, you bit your lip awaiting her response. No matter how long you were together, talking to Izogie made your chest erupt with warmth 

“I got relieved early so I’m here to take you to lunch”  she confessed to you

You crossed the small room to the side window that looked out on the parking lot and sure enough there was her car parked close enough that you knew she could see you.

“Hmmm, I don’t know I already made plans” you teased her, pursing your perfectly glossed lips

“Well…cancel them…please?” she pleaded, her voice sounding much more innocent than she really was. 

You couldn’t see her through the possibly illegal tint on her car but you just knew she was pouting with her thick brows pushed together

When you made no move for the door, she tried again

“Please baby? We’ll get your favorite lunch and you can control the music” 

“If you promise to keep it PG,” you giggled into the phone, “I have a customer coming in at two and I need to be back in time” 

“Pinky promise, love” she agreed, voice suspiciously sincere

............

Izogie took a familiar route to a clearing that overlooked a lake, bumping her head to partynextdoor playing from your phone through the AUX. In your lap you held the take out boxes from your favorite local Jamaican restaurant. Pulling into her usual spot, Izogie admired you while you scrolled on your phone for a podcast to listen to while you ate. 

You could feel her eyes burning into you

“What?” 

“You’re pretty” she said easily, as it if it were the most obvious thing in the world

“You’re pretty,” you told her leaning over the center console to kiss her softly. When you pulled back her lips were shinier than before, “Now let’s eat”

Once Izogie knew you were full and satisfied with your meal, she somehow convinced you to climb into the spacious back seats of her SUV, where she promptly broke her promise. 

You tried to be strong, really you did, but when you first slid into the passenger seat, she was wearing her fire department shirt with the sleeves cut off to expose her sculpted arms. That combined with the fresh trim around the sides of her head, was enough to crumble your resolve.

“You smell so good, princess” she rubbed her face into your neck, drawing in deep breaths while her hands caressed your waist under your shirt.

“Zo” you squirmed and playfully tried to push her away, while she kissed down your sensitive neck.

She mouthed at your collarbone, one agile hand coming up to cup you through your bra. Your nipple pebbled at the attention and you arched your back and whined, wanting more. Slowly, painstakingly so, Izogie lifted her mouth from its journey to your chest so she could look you in your eyes. 

“Want me to stop?” she asked, her hand still rubbing gently on the fullness of your breast

You shook your head. Who could be bothered with words at a time like this?

“Then stop whining. I’m gonna take care of you. You believe me, yeah?” 

The pulsing between your legs sure as hell did

“Mhmm” you managed. You fisted a hand in the front of her shirt and brought her lips crashing down to yours. Your teeth clanged together briefly before you found the right rhythm, your tongue lapping softly and persistently against hers. Lying back on the leather seats, you pulled her on top of, spreading your legs to give her space.

You panted for air when Izogie moved back to kissing down your chest. Her expert hand reached behind you to open your bra with one hand and you helped her throw it aside to reveal your nipples to her hungry gaze. 

Her warm tongue worked over one bud while the rough palm of her hand rolled the other, hot sparks of pleasure shot up your body and escaped through your voice as you moaned wantonly. 

Izogie pulled off with a wet pop to torment the other nipple and you made quick work of her own shirt. She kept going, sucking like a starved thing, drawing cries from your lips. 

“Ngh…I need…ride me baby” you tried to tell her, arching your back up for more and more

Her hooded eyes regarded you and she let your breast fall from her mouth, but what she said next had you laughing in pure shock

“I was on top last time, it’s your turn lazy ass” she patted the side of your clothed thighs and helped you into a sitting position 

“How about who gets naked first gets to lay down?” you proposed, your core still persistently wet at the sight of your wife topless

“Alright, bet” 

The firefighter cackled loudly at the sight of you both rushing to tear of you remaining clothes and you laughed at the absurdity of what you were about to do with a random true crime podcast playing in the background

Izogie won and she grinned at you like a Cheshire cat. She laid back with her hands behind her head while you took your time crawling on top of her. You peppered kisses down her toned stomach, stopping to dip your tongue into her belly button. She hissed and tensed up.

With a hand behind each knee you helped her spread her legs, exposing her deliciously wet cunt to you

“Oh babe, you’re all wet. Here let me clean you up” you feigned concern, swooping down to lap at her pussy while being extra careful to avoid that sensitive bundle of nerves

She ground her hips up, chasing your affection. You kept at it, persistently working her up before finally- rubbing slow circles round her clit. She groaned and arched her back even more. The air inside the vehicle was thick with the heady scent of her arousal, you wish you could bottle that scent. 

“Oh..oh..oh” she rasped beneath your wicked mouth as it worked her closer and closer to the edge. You sucked feverishly on her clit to put her out of her misery, and worked one finger into her tight heat. 

“Greedy little thing, isn’t it?” your voice was muffled but she heard you clearly enough as her walls clenched and she moaned even louder. 

“Shut up and fuck me” she panted, only half meaning it. You both knew she loved when you talked to her like this. You got right back to work and gave her another finger to fuck herself on. The languid thrusts of her hips became more sporadic as you stiffened your tongue and turned your head side to side giving her something hard to rub her perfect little clit unto. The slick of her arousal was all over your face, even in your nostrils with how eagerly you were eating her out. 

That only lasted for a minute because as soon as you felt her toppling dangerously towards the edge, you pulled out. She whined, bucking her core up to nothing in a brattish effort to get you to continue. 

“So you don’t want me to ride you?” you asked, running a finger up and down her quivering slit

“Mhmm” she grabbed your hips to pull you onto her, throwing you off balance which forced you to grab the headrest 

Somehow you managed to maneuver your limbs in the small space. You lifted one of Izogie’s legs to place it on one shoulder and it bent easily. You hooked your thigh over her other leg, slotting your cores together perfectly. 

The wetness and warmth of both your arousals wracked viciously through every nerve ending in your body. You were hungry for release, on fire with it

“You love my pussy on you, huh?” you panted. From this angle you admired the way your slightly different shades of melanin complimented each other

“I love it baby,” she grabbed two handfuls of your ass as you grinded down on her, chasing the sweet sensation, “whose is it?” 

You didn’t answer

A hand came down on your ass in a stinging slap that had your hips stuttering. You whimpered pathetically. The pain only egging you on . You continue rolling your hips to the beat of the blood rushing in your ears, or perhaps the sound of your wife gasping from her own pleasure

“Answer me” Izogie demanded, she reached her hands up to pinch and twist at your nipples. Then sooth them with the pads of her thumbs

Her head was thrown back and her eyes rolled back into her head. Her toes curled from their position beside your head. She was almost there. Your hips burned from being up here so long but you would never give her the satisfaction of knowing that

“I-” your vision was getting blurry, the air thick with the scent of sex in the car. The car rocked gently side to side in time with your thrusts

You opened your mouth to speak again and Izogie took two naughty fingers to slip between you and pinch your already over stimulated clit

“Th-This is your pussy, I won’t give your shit away, it’s yours, oh fuck, fuck!” you babbled away as your breasts bounced with each sporadic bounce as you rode her to your climax

“Ah-” Izogie’s mouth hung open as her release hit her like a train. Her leg fell limp against you and her back relaxed into the seat for the first time since you started touching her. Her chest pumped up and down identically to yours as you both tried to catch your breath. 

Smiling like an idiot you lay down on top of her, though your knee groaned at you for keeping it locked in that position for so long.

With your head on her chest, Izogie stroked your hair with a tenderness she didn’t use for your ass which still tingled.

“My love”

“Yeah?” your mumbled into her neck

“I think I may or may not have made you late…"

#izogie x reader #izogie x black!reader #strong and hot oh yeah baby

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I' MSCREAMINGSOLOUDHELP

IS THAT MOOKIE ⁉️😭

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stadiumbleachers' masterlist

nsfw = *

SHURI boiling point melting point * poison * professional misconduct (wip)

RIRI i wanna be yours

IZOGIE fire & desire * salt and the appetite * match and spark* hat tricks and hamstrings (wip)

IZOGIE X READER X SHURI attitude adjustment *

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Attitude Adjustment

Izogie x black!fem!reader x Shuri

Summary: while training as an Agojie, you have trouble grasping the concept of obedience, Shuri and Izogie help you adjust your attitude

Content Warnings: mean!Shuri, nice!Izogie, degredation, spanking, fingering, strapslinger!shuri, strapslinger!izogie

Word Count: 2.7k

“Use your core! Your movements are too flimsy!” Izogie’s voice bellowed across the training ground, her annoyance clear as day. She was getting under your skin and you were certainly getting under hers. 

You stepped back from the mannequin and repeated the steps. 

Lunge

Duck

Kick

Strike

The straw filled head of the mannequin cut clean off and landed on the dirt then rolled over to her feet

“Better…” Izogie looked you up and down, pinning you to your spot with her gaze,”But not good enough” 

You sucked your teeth and grumbled, “Nothing is good enough for you”, but she was unphased by your defiance. She crossed her arms over the chest, biceps bulging under her glowing brown skin.

“You’re very mouthy for someone who has a lot to learn”

“Are you gonna teach me or keep talking?” you snapped at her. She clenched her jaw but her expression remained neutral. 

“Drop your weapon and come over here” 

The sword landed with a dull thud but you stayed put

“Come.Here.” she repeated, her voice dangerously low

The corner of your mouth twitched, itching to say something smart, but your feet moved on their own. It was as if your body wanted to obey her - needed it. But you were too stubborn for your own good.

Standing before her, you mirrored her stance with your hands on your hips

“We’ll practice some hand to hand. Keep your feet light and ready to move but keep your strikes strong” 

Izogie bent her knees and you circled each other. She threw the first hit, a fist swiping quickly to your right shoulder which you dodge smoothly. You threw a kick of your own, your foot colliding with her toned thigh, barely budging her. She grabbed your foot before you could pull it back and pulled, throwing off your balance. You landed on your back, red dirt kicking up on the impact. 

“Your strike is strong but it needs to be faster” she held out a hand to help you up and you took it. You sprung to your feet and dusted yourself off

“I’m tired, I need a break”

“It’s barely been an hour. Do you think the mighty Agojie stop fighting simply because they are tired? Do they endanger the kingdom of Dahomey for a few minutes' rest?”

“No, they don’t” you mumbled 

“And what’s the most important rule?” she asked you

“Always listen to Izogie” 

“That’s right, and you will listen to me”

The words jumped out of you before you could stop them,“Make me” 

“Who do you think you’re talking to?” a voice asked behind you and you whipped your head around to discover Princess Shuri of Wakanda in your presence. You bowed in greeting, the scowl quickly wiped from your face

“Princess Shuri, I-I’m sorry you had to hear that , I swear I was-” Shuri held up a hand to silence you and your promptly shut your mouth

The princess ignored you and walked right past you to greet Izogie. White hot embarrassment ran up your back but you kept your eyes glued to your feet and your hands tightly clasped behind your back

“Zo, my friend, it’s been too long” you heard her say

“Far too long, I hear stories of your engineering genius more than I hear from you” Izogie laughed, and you didn’t need to see her to know her brilliant white teeth were on display 

“We’ll have to make more time to visit, won’t we, great warrior” Shuri teased her, then cleared her throat. Your skin pricked as you felt two sets of eyes staring at your back

“So, this is the one you told me about” the dirt shifted under her steps as she made her way over to where you were standing, “She seems to still be keeping you on your toes” 

“Unfortunately yes, I’m one smart word away from throwing her out into the streets” Izogie joined Shuri in appraising you up close, like predators inspecting their prey. 

You felt hot all over, petrified at how turned on you were at being spoken about like you weren’t even there

Shuri stepped in front of you, her hand grazing the hem of your training gear, and you chanced a look into her eyes but quickly averted them when you saw the fire that burned inside them 

“Keep your eyes on the ground”

You felt Izogie press her hand into your back from where she stood behind you, to test your balance, but you tensed your abs and stood firm against the warm pressure of her hand 

“Hmmm” Shuri hummed,”Maybe she needs some reinforcement” 

“What did you have in mind?”

.......... ..........

The inside of the talon fighter was beautifully decked out with the latest wakadan technology, but you could hardly enjoy your surroundings with the sight before you. The warrior and the princess sat in respective chairs, wearing identical stern expressions. Your eyes flicked back and forth between the two, your mind overwhelmed by their beautiful faces. Izogie’s voice interrupted your blatant ogling and brought you down to earth. 

“Do you understand what we ask of you?” 

You nodded

“Ah ah, use your words” Shuri instructed you

“Yes, I do” you answered immediately 

“So”Izogie continued, shifting in her seat to spread her powerful legs, “what do you say?”

“I want it” you said, your voice just above a whisper

“Good”, they said it at the same time and somehow that one word made you weak in the knees as your stood before them awaiting instructions

“I think you owe Izogie an apology, why don’t you get on your knees and show her just how sorry you are” Shuri gestured to the floor and you slowly went down. The carpet of the talon fighter cushioning you as you crawled over to where Izogie sat, looking quite bored.

You leaned in and pecked the inside of one knee, then the other. Gently, you kissed and licked the soft skin of her inner thighs, alternating between them. You paused with your face before her clothed core, and looked up at her as if to ask permission. 

“Go on, we don’t have all day” Izogie regarded you with one thick brow raised

You reached a shaky hand forward and pushed her undergarment to the side. To your absolute delight, you saw her inner labia peeking out and glistening wet. Your mouth watered, desperate for a taste, desperate to prove you were worthy of such an honor.

You closed your eyes and placed a chaste kiss on each lip, as if you weren’t burning with the desire to consume the most intimate parts of the warrior. You nippled at the sensitive skin and her legs quivered on either side of your head. 

Above you, Shuri and Izogie started talking about trade agreements and war strategies, your presence reduced to a mere object for their pleasure. This only spurred you on and you dove in, lapping at her like you were starving. Your tongue worked into her, gathering up the sweet slick of her arousal which you swallowed down greedily. Using your nose to stimulate her sensitive bundle of nerves, you moved your head side to side, your tongue rigid inside her smooth walls. 

You could tell she was close from the way she clenched and relaxed in rhythm around your tongue. The heady taste of her left you brainless, fueled only by the desire to please, and they both knew it. 

“Look at you, so desperate to please, this is who you really are, huh?” Izogie’s voice was raspy as she finally addressed you 

You moaned into her dripping sex and latched your lips around her clit, sucking on it with reckless abandon. Two of your nimble fingers pushed easily into her, and you curled them, twisting this way and that. 

Her abs tensed, her thighs shook and her hips rolled faster, chasing the climax you were determined to give her

“Bring her over the edge, show her what a good little slut you are, yeah?” Shuri instructed you from her seat beside Izogie

The words shot right through you and you felt your own arousal running down your thigh, your hole clenched pathetically around nothing. The pads of your fingers brushed up against the bumpy spot inside her and you pounded them into her, and hit it with every thrust. Your arm ached and your jaw burned, but you couldn’t stop, not when she was so close. 

You bit down gently on her clit then pulled back to blow cold breath onto the abused little bud

“Oh yesss, you dirty fucking whore” Izogie’s voice sounded foreign as she tipped over the edge, climax forcing her body forward. The trimmed curls of her sex tickled your nose and her thighs clamped down on your head, keeping you in place. You hung your tongue out of your mouth and panted, allowing her to use you as she rocked her hips steadily and came down from her high. 

When she was sufficiently recovered, she grabbed your hair in one hand and pulled you away from her. You took your first breaths of air that weren’t overpowered with Izogie’s arousal. You sucked off the remainder of her slick from your fingers, moaning around them while you licked them clean. 

You barely had time to catch your breath before Shuri was summoning you, with the crook of a slim finger. You crawled over to her and sat on your feet, waiting for her instructions

“What do you think Izogie, is she really sorry?”

Izogie put her hand to her chin and pretended to consider it,”Hmmm, not quite but she’s getting there. How about you put her across your lap? Maybe then she’ll be sorry”

The two women laughed together, mocking you. You throbbed between your legs, and a bead of sweat ran down your back, though the room was chilly from the A/C. 

“Strip. Then come lay across my lap”

You quickly disrobed then clumsily climbed across the princess’ lap. Your round ass was turned up to her and your breasts were pressed uncomfortably into the armrest

“How many spanks for this greedy little thing?” Shuri kneaded her hands into your ass, pulling them apart to expose your wet, pulsating cunt.

“Ten will suffice” Izogie’s voice floated to your ears, but you were already high off the thought of what Shuri was going to do to you 

“You must count each one and then thank me for teaching you to be a good girl. Understood?”

Your mind scrambled for the word you were trying to say, “Ungh..Yes”

As soon as the words left your mouth, her hand came down on one cheek. The sting was gone as quickly as it came and garbled out, “One. Thank you” 

The next slap was harder, your ass bounced from the impact. “Two, thank you” She continued to rain down her abuse on your ass, until tears ran down your brown cheeks and dripped onto the once immaculately clean carpet. The tenth slap she spread your cheeks with one hand and brought down the other with punishing strength on your pussy.

The skin reddened and tingled with the current of a thousand nerve endings set on fire.  You wailed loudly, thrashing around on her lap until she grabbed a fistful of your hair and pulled. You stilled in her lap, gasping quietly as the tears continued to fall

“What do you say, slut?” Izogie asked you on Shuri’s behalf

“T-ten, thank you princess” 

“Good girl. Now lie on your back on the floor” 

You stood on shaky legs and lowered yourself to the floor once more, gritting your teeth at the sensation of your sore ass rubbing on the carpet. You watched as Shuri stood up and got something from a drawer. It was a dildo, black with glowing blue throughout. Shuri took out a harness and secured it on herself, then handed an identical strap-on to Izogie who did the same.

“Why is it glowing?” you asked them

“It’s made from vibranium, which means it feeds the sensation of inside you to us, so we can feel it” Shuri explained easily, as if it wasn’t a feat of engineering genius

She knelt before you and Izogie did the same, both sets of eyes assessing you from head to toe. Izogie licked her lips, her eyes trained on your breasts where your nipple were hard from being stimulated on the arm chair

“You’re so beautiful,” she told you reverently, “but so very bad” 

Shuri took hold of your knees and spread them, the chilly air doing nothing to cool the heat from your wet cunt, “Now that she's apologized so well, do you think we should show her what good girls get?” she was talking to Izogie but her eyes were piercing into yours

Izogie grinned “You fill her mouth so she’s nice and quiet and I’ll fill her right here” she trailed a digit from your knee to your pussy and ran it up and down your slit. You hissed, already worked up. 

Shuri moved to kneel behind your head and tapped the strap lightly on your cheeks, rubbing it onto your plump lips. You took it in and sucked sloppily at the head, saliva running from the side of your mouth. Shuri groaned as your warm tongue work languidly to please her

Izogie worked one digit into you, then quickly added another, then another. Your pussy ached delightfully as she stretched you to take her. 

Suddenly Shuri pulled out of your mouth and held your jaw in her skillful hand. Your forced yourself to focus on her words, even though you were being pumped full of fingers

“Repeat after me. I will listen to Izogie” she told you

You could hardly get the words out

“I will listen to Izogie” tears pricked at your eyes as you were overwhelmed by the attention of both women

Izogie leaned down to your ear and whispered “You will be a good little slut for me, won’t you?”

“I’ll be a good little slut for-”

You barely finished the sentence and Izogie stuffed your pussy full of her cock, drawing out mewls from your mouth, but the sounds were quickly silenced by Shuri. 

Your head bobbed up and down in time with each expert stroke of Izogie’s hips. The louder your garbled moans, the harder Izogie fucked into you. You screwed your eyes shut as Shuri forced the strap deeper into your throat. You relaxed it and allowed her to fuck your face. 

Both women’s strokes became faster, more sporadic and you could tell they were close. You clenched you walls around Izogie and reached a hand up to rub at Shuri’s clit below the strap

“Oh fuck yes, gag on it, whore” Shuri’s hips stuttered and your mouth filled with the slick of her climax that being fed into your mouth from the vibranium strap. It choked you.

 She pulled out and allowed you to catch your breath but it was quickly knocked back out of you when Izogie built up a punishing pace. Both of her hands grabbed hold of your breasts, slapping them and pinching and rolling your nipples until you writhed beneath her. With one last tug on your clit and her hip angled up to hit your g-spot, you toppled over the edge. 

White light burst behind your still closed eyelids and you screamed, squirming desperately while Izogie reached her own high. You felt her hips stutter and you grabbed handfuls of her ass and pulled her deeper into you

“Come inside me, please” you begged her

She obliged, your cunt leaking with the combination of both of your juices. 

Eventually, she pulled out and lay on her back alongside Shuri, showing you for the first time that she was pleased with you. Your heart swelled with pride. 

The room was silent, except for the quiet gasps of all three of you catching your breath 

Shuri spoke up from where she lay on the floor, “Just to review, who’s a good girl?”

Your voice sounded positively destroyed as you answered, “Me”

“That’s fucking right” they said it at the same time, and somehow your fucked out hole still quivered miserably. 

“Now let’s get you cleaned up, yeah?” 

You could only nod and allow yourself to be lifted off the ground by the two women who had just wrecked you and fucked out every fibre of defiance from your body

…

#shuri x reader #izogie x reader #reader is a brat

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Your Izogie fics are everything 🥵

Love the way you capture her playfulness & charm!

Awww thanks sugar, that means alot xxxx

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mainstream black joy is so personal to me

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salt and the appetite

izogie x black!fem!reader

summary: your crush on izogie would be no big deal, if it wasn't for her constant teasing

content warning: legit a teaspoon of plot, name calling, thigh riding, brief mentions of spanking

word count: 2.5k

📍 Pier Park, Panama City Beach, Florida, 11:36 am

The warm salty air had barely begun to fill your lungs, and you were already in danger. Your sandals clopped along the boardwalk while you navigated between worn down wicker chairs, table top umbrellas and sleeping cats. You landed in Florida a mere six hours ago and you had yet to go shopping. You were itching to buy a new dress- and to avoid a certain someone. 

It wasn’t her really, it was you. Every minute you spent in her presence had you tipping precariously on the edge of spilling your thoughts about her. There were alot of thoughts. 

Which is why you wasted no time after breakfast to put some much needed space between your brother, Adrian and his college friends. 

With your tote bag clutched to your side you headed into a little store with the words ‘ANA’S BOUTIQUE’ painted on the window. A bell tinkled above the door to announce your arrival. It was cool inside and it smelt of cinnamon rolls. The A/C hummed quietly beneath the sound of music that can only be described as ‘gift shop pop’. 

You bobbed your head to the beat as you shifted through the racks of Pier Park branded t-shirts and hoodies. On one side of the room the wall was filled from floor to ceiling with shoes. You did a little happy dance before you approached the wall to scope out some new heels. A pair of black stilettos caught your eye at the same time that the bell chimed. You felt the hairs on the back of your neck stand up, and without turning around, you knew who it was. Hiding behind the dress rack, you watched her. 

Izogie glanced around the room with her eyebrows furrowed, obviously looking for you. 

You eyed the shop attendant, maybe she would hide you behind the counter. She looked nice enough, a short redheaded woman with circular glasses perched on the tip of her nose. 

Instead you decided to grab a mint green number and duck into the changing room. You tried on the dress and heels, satisfied with your choice. When you exit the changing room, Izogie is lounging in one of the armchairs that was placed in the changing area. Her eyes snapped up from the phone in her hand to appraise you in your new outfit. Her eyes ran slowly over your form and you dug your nails into your palms to fight the urge to squirm. 

“I like the dress, it suits you. Maybe different heels though” she licked her lips after she spoke. 

“Nobody asked for your opinion, Izogie” your top lip curled as you looked her up in and down in a fake show of disgust. 

In truth you just wanted an excuse to check her out. She wore a matching tan button down shirt and shorts set with most of the buttons undone to expose a white bikini top underneath. Even under the artificial lights in the boutique,  her dark skin glowed like she was made of sunshine. 

Izogie grinned at your annoyed expression, “Come on now, don’t tell me you didn’t miss me.” 

Her accent sounded thick to your ears, probably because the last time you spoke was when Adrian brought her home with him for Christmas break. That had been months ago and time had done nothing to dampen the teeny tiny crush you had her. 

“Oh I definitely missed you and your dazzling charm” you replied sarcastically, turning to re-enter the change room. The lock clicked shut on your side of the door and you heard Izogie moving around the store on the other side. 

You changed back into your bikini top and denim shorts you were wearing and stepped back into your sandals. 

“How did you even find me? Aren’t you supposed to be following my brother around?” you stepped out of the changing room to see Izogie with a pair of nude heels in her hands. You narrowed your eyes at them

“I followed the scent of spoiled brat and it led me here”, Izogie took the clothes from your hand and guided you to sit in the armchair. Then she bent down on one knee and started placing the heels on you  

“Bite me Izogie” you rolled your eyes

She tied up the strings around your ankles and stepped back to look at her choice on your feet

“Only if you ask nicely, babe”

📍Wildeman’s Beach House, Panama City Beach, Florida, 5:50 pm

Water trickled down your back as you emerged from the beautiful clear sea water that stretched on for miles before you. The sun was just beginning to set and the scent of charcoal filled the air from the bonfire and grill that your little group had going. There were six of you in all, and the only people you really had to talk to were your brother Adrian and your mutual friend Jasmine.

You sat down on the sand next to Jasmine, grateful for the moment of peace as your skin soaked up the warm rays. The sun was setting on the horizon and you were content to have your mind full blank. 

“Okay smash, marry, kill, Lupita Nyongo, Letitia Wright and Keke Palmer” Jasmine asked you, digging her toes into the sand

“Girl, that's too hard!” you both tipped over laughing even though the joke wasn’t funny. Being in the sun all afternoon had made you a little drowsy

“Fine, how about-” Jasmine gets cut off by a very enthusiastic looking Izogie.

“Y/N. Have you been avoiding me?” She plants herself right beside you with two beers in her hand

You mouthed ‘sorry’ to Jasmine who quickly made her exit. 

“Didn’t you see I was having a conversation here?” 

“You were? I’m sorry I’ll go if I’m bothering you” Izogie dropped her smile and looked very sincere for a moment. You didn’t know if she was just having you on. Most people would find that annoying but it only intrigued you more. 

“No, it’s okay, stay” you said, taking the beer she offered you and taking a slow sip. You savored the way the cold liquid ran down your throat, a trickle of it slipped between your lips and down your chin. 

Izogie reached out her thumb and wiped it away, then sucked the thumb into her mouth, delicately licking it clean with her pink tongue. When she removed her thumb from her lips you were still staring, embarrassingly slack jawed. 

You schooled your features when you saw how smug Izogie looked. She knew she had your attention if only for that moment, and she reveled in the idea of putting you on edge. 

“So how’s school?” you ask her, desperate to get the attention off yourself

“Same old, same old. I’m just glad to be going in my senior year and finally be done with it. Oh and I have an internship after this in a couple weeks”

“Must be nice, I just know the next two years are gonna feel like forever”, you reply, glancing over your shoulder at the rest of the group loudly sharing burgers and hotdogs by the grill.

“You know it wouldn’t feel like forever if you had someone to share the time with” Izogie spoke, her eyes are on the quickly darkening sky, as night drew nearer

“You mean like a relationship? No thanks, I’m too young and too busy to be tied down to one person right now. I have fun when I need to but that’s it” 

You tipped back the beer bottle, draining the last of it

Izogie scoffed a laugh, “You’re capable of casual flings? Right”

You gasped, and took up a handful of sand and threw it at her

She coughed and sputtered dramatically 

“You just seem like a very… serious person” Izogie shrugged, taking in your body in the red bikini that stood out on your brown skin 

“I’m fun.” you pressed

Her eyes lingered on your breasts, for a moment, then she was back to looking at your face

“Whatever you say” she lay back fully on the sand, locking her hands behind her head

In a beat of silence, your stomach grumbled embarrassingly loud

“You hungry? I can go get you something” 

“Nah I’m okay”

Izogie sucked her teeth, and got up from beside you to head towards the grill. When she returned she had one arm behind her back

“You really need to learn to ask for what you want”

Izogie pulled her hand from behind her back and produced two burgers. You ignored the double meaning to her words that your brain was trying to provide

She was talking about the burger, nothing else. Get it together girl

📍Wildeman’s Beach House, Panama City Beach, Florida, 8:57 am

Something had to be wrong with you. No normal person would find someone watching TV erotic but for whatever reason you found yourself getting worked up. 

The rest of the group had woken up extra early to buy breakfast for everyone so that meant you and Izogie were left alone in the beach house, waiting for them to return. You took your time to shower and get dressed then made your way into the living area. 

You sat in the loveseat, adjacent to Izogie while one of the Harry Potter films played on the flatscreen. Not that you were paying any attention to it. You were fine tuned to every sign, every twitch of her thick brow, every shift of her hips that made her lap look so inviting. 

Your mind started to wander, filling you with fantasies of being-

“You’re staring” Izogie’s voice was rough this early in the morning and she didn’t even turn her eyes from the screen

“Sorry” you averted your eyes, trying to tune into what Hermoine was saying

“Come here” she patted the spot beside her on the couch, eyes kind and inviting. 

How could you say no to that?

You gladly took the space beside her, warmth radiating from her skin. She put her arm around your shoulder and pulled you flush into her side. You rested your hand on her, feeling the firm flat of her stomach through her shirt

“How did you sleep?” she asked

“Pretty good, you?” your voice was hoarse, betraying your feelings

How could you be this horny, this early in the morning

“It was okay, not as good as the blow up mattress at your parents’ house but” 

You poked her in the side, “Very funny”

Somehow you manage to gain some semblance of control and got through a phenomenal thirty minutes of film without ogling her, when she decided to do something utterly detrimental to your well being. 

She reached into the pocket of her shorts and pulled out a stick of lip balm then slowly, agonizingly so, she applied it to her plump lips. Then she audacity to rub them together, all the while keeping her eyes glued to the screen. You just knew she was doing it on purpose, teasing you the way she always did, leaving you in an odd mixture of annoyed and turned on. 

You could smell the watermelon of her lip balm from where you were tucked into her side. 

You wanted to taste it, and in that moment your brain to mouth filter decided to fail you, because you opened your mouth and said,

“I wanna taste it”

Your eyes widened and you slapped a hand over your mouth, but it was already out there. You braced yourself, waiting for Izogie to laugh at you, reject you, do something. 

Instead she gently took your hand from her mouth, held your jaw in her hand and pulled you in to slide her lips against yours. 

You sighed, easing your weight down into her, but Izogie was already pulling back. You whined, hardly recognizing the sound as your own

“What’s the matter? You tasted it, didn’t you” her face was casual again, her attention back on the movie. 

“Izogie, please” you tugged at her sleeve

“What do you want?” 

“Izogie just shut up and kiss me”

Your face was hot with shame as you confessed but you were pulsing with want for her and if you had anything to say about it, she was gonna finish what she started

“Good girl, now was that so hard?” 

You opened your mouth to respond and Izogie occupied it with the tongue she had been using to taunt and tease you all day. Her mouth moved voraciously against yours, all the previously softness gone, replaced with red hot want

Her hands found your hips and she pulled you onto her waist and you made you straddle one of her strong thighs, firm under the heat of your weeping core. She slipped a hand under your shirt, moaning into your mouth when she discovered you’re not wearing anything under it. The hand massaged your breast, alternating between desperate kneading and rubbing circles on your nipple with her thumb

“Ahh fuck” you gasped into her mouth, arching your back to beg for more. Her other hand slipped under your shorts to rub your ass over your panties. You felt yourself twitch, nearing the edge. You felt you would go mad if you didn’t get over it. 

Izogie pulled back from you and pulled the shirt over your head to toss it behind the couch. She licked and nippled down your neck, stopping to take one achingly hard nipple into her mouth and sooth it with her tongue. 

You rolled your hips, riding her thigh and crying out when you found the perfect pressure on clit

Izogie sucked harder and snaked up a hand to your neck, gently squeezing. The pressure shot straight to your pussy and you bucked and writhed in her lap wildly, the result of being wound too tight for too long

You held on tight to her shoulders, anchoring yourself to the ground lest you float off in the filthy high 

Izogie took her mouth off your nipple to nuzzled close to your ear

“You’re such a slut, you know that?” she slipped a hand into your underwear and rubbed mercilessly at your sensitive bundle of nerves, helping you get closer, “I’m your brother’s best friend and here you are getting off on my thigh, in the living room where anyone could walk in and see” 

You panted, your chest heaved , you hips burned from the exertion but you couldn’t stop 

“But you would like that wouldn’t you? Want everyone to see that you’re mine. You were always mine, huh? Are you gonna cum, baby?”

Izogie pinched your clit roughly between her fingers and stars exploded behind your eyes

“Mmm, unnhhh, yesss” you babbled mindlessly, toppling recklessly down from your high

You slumped into her shoulder, greedily sucking down air as you recovered from your orgasm. But Izogie wasn’t done torturing you

“Look at the mess you made, love” she grabbed your jaw and made you look at the wet spot you left on her thigh, “Now what am I gonna do with you, huh?”

You rolled your eyes, “I don’t know, spank me”

Izogie lifted both eyebrows in surprise, “Yeah?”

The question hung in the air, you knew what she was really asking you 

“Yeah, I want that” 

Izogie leaned in and pecked the corner of your mouth, “I stand corrected, you are fun”

#izogie x reader #izogie #reader is a slut for izogie but who isn't

[stadiumbleachers]

i wanna be yours

Riri x reader

Summary: you like riri, riri likes you. eventually you both get your shit together

Content Warning: none, just a couple of useless lesbians

Word Count: 2.9k

Secrets I have held in my heart Are harder to hide than I thought Maybe I just wanna be yours I wanna be yours

...

Riri Williams was running late. Literally. Contrary to her friends’ belief that she was a robot programmed for engineering genius. She looked very human-like sprinting between the enormous rows of books in the Barker Library with her macbook clenched securely in the crook of her arm. 

The exit sign came into view, she picked up the pace. Her phone buzzed in her pocket and she fished it out to check the notification without slowing down. She turned the corner while tapping away on her phone when someone ran into her, hard.

Riri was sent reeling back, tripping over her own feet to land square on her ass on the carpet. Her phone flew from her hand and skidded right to your foot. 

“Oof” she groaned

“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry girl. I swear I didn’t see you” you reached out your hand to help her up and she took it

While she was busy brushing off her clothes and repositioning her belongings, you realized she looked very familiar. 

“Nah you’re good, I wasn’t looking either” she glanced up. finally. And once she got a good look at you, she forgot she was late

She shot you a smile and you quickly averted your eyes, opting to look at the ground. From this view you noticed you’re both wearing Nike Dunk Low Retros, but in different colorways. 

“Nice kicks” you told her

Riri looked down at her own shoes and noticed yours

“Thanks, I see you have good taste” Riri took her time taking you in, from your distressed jeans to your passion twists decorated with gold cuffs that fell to your waist

You cleared your throat, face hot from her obvious staring

“Well you obviously have somewhere to be, so I’ll see you around Riri” 

“Wait, how come you know my name and I don’t know yours?”

You left her question unanswered

…

Thrumming bass bounced off the walls of the vibrantly decorated auditorium. Strobe lights lit up the room, mirroring the energy of the people inside it. Fruit juice kept flowing in little red cups, fueling the fifty or so 10 year olds. It wasn’t exactly your kind of scene on a Saturday night but it would have to do. You sat by yourself behind a makeshift concession stand, occasionally filling up paper bags with popcorn and distributing candy. 

“Miss, do you have any more jolly ranchers?” a freckle faced little girl asked

“Sorry honey, we’re all out. But I can check by the front office if we have another bag, okay?”

She nodded, her little puff bouncing with it. You signaled to another volunteer to man the stand while you were gone. 

The front office was empty, most members of staff were at the party, so you took the key from where you knew it was stored and ventured into the overflowing store room for a bag of the candy. Once you found it you started to lock up the door when someone spoke up from behind you. The sound startled you and you flinched, almost dropping the candy. 

“Excuse me, I’d like to sign up my cousin for your after school reading programme, how would I do that?”

Your eyes widened at the person in front of you

“Riri! Hey” the words jumped out with more enthusiasm than you intended. You gripped the edge of the desk to stop yourself from slapping your hand over your mouth

Riri’s whole face filled up with a smile

“Hi”, her eyes drifted to your name pin, “you have a pretty name”

“Thanks…” you trailed off, content with just being in her presence. 

“So, um…the reading programme?”

“Oh, right” you gave her the right forms and explained the process to her

“Okay seems simple now”, she fiddled with the strings of her jacket, “do you work here?”

“Nah, I have to complete 100 hours of community service for my scholarship so I spend most Saturdays surrounded by children” you crossed your arms on your chest, her eyes followed

“That sounds like fun” Riri giggled, a sweet little sound that bubbled up from inside her, “I’ve been meaning to do some volunteering but I haven’t gotten around to it” 

“You’re so cute” you mumbled

“Huh?”

“I said we need some volunteers for the play so if you’re free two weeks from now, we’d really appreciate the help” you lied

Riri eyed you suspiciously 

“Of Course anything for you- the kids- I’d love to help the kids” she shuffled around awkwardly

“Great, let me give you my number and you let me know when exactly you’re free to swing by” you held out your hand and Riri handed over her unlocked phone

You programmed in your number, resisting the urge to add a little heart beside your name, then handed it back to her. 

‘I gotta get going, wild party back there” you hold up the bag of jolly ranchers and she laughs her pretty laugh then you part ways.

If you spend the rest of the night cheesing like an idiot, well that’s no one’s business is it?

…

Riri is really funny. Over the two weeks leading up the prep day for the play, the two of you texted non stop, day and night. One particular night when you couldn’t fall asleep you facetimed while she worked in her lab. There was never a dull moment when you were talking to Riri and you felt yourself getting attached to her, looking forward to your conversations each day. 

True to her word, Riri is sitting on the floor of your dorm room, with a hot glue gun in hand, putting together little fairy wings. 

“Ow, ow, ow” she cried out for the millionth time, blowing on her finger tips that were now red from the heat of the glue

“I told you to be careful, here” you took a wet wipe and carefully wiped off her finger

“I’m trying here. Kiss it better?” Riri pouted, her eyes big as saucer

“Oh poor baby” you obliged her and pecked the tip of her finger softly

“Feel better?” you asked her, teasing

Her face was suddenly very serious as she looked at you, “Mhmm”

 Her eyes shifted from your lips to your eyes, but you couldn’t afford to be distracted, you had 10 more pairs of wings to assemble and you were determined to finish it that night

“You’re a bad influence. Now finish gluing and keep your eyes on the screen” 

You had one of your favorite shows, Outlander on your laptop screen to entertain you while you worked, except you were giving most of your attention to Riri

Riri obediently finished the wings she was working on and moved to another pair before she asked you a question 

“What are you doing Friday?”

“Studying for my mid semester”

“How about Saturday?”

“Same thing”

“How about-”

“What do you want Riri?” your rolled you eyes playfully

“My friend and his band are performing at this new Cafe downtown on the weekend and I wanted you to go with me”

“Hmmm, maybe”

“What if I help you study?”

“You have to actually help me, not just distract me and make me laugh when I’m supposed to concentrating” you give her foot a little kick with yours and she kicks back

“You think I’m funny, ma?”

“Isn’t it obvious asshole?” you reply

“Okay deal” Riri reaches her hand out to shake and you take it 

“Oh and you have to let me paint your toes”

“No”

“Pleeaaasseee?” you crawled over to her spot on the floor and gazed at her under your lashes, while she shook her head furiously 

An hour later, Riri walked back to her dorm with her head in the clouds and her toes neatly painted sky blue. She secretly loved it, but you already knew that

…

“I can’t believe you’re whipped this fast. What’s it been, three weeks?”

“I’m not whipped Malachi, I just like her alot”

Riri sat at a table in the dark corner of the club, waiting for you to arrive with her friend who was in the band

“Have you kissed her?” he probed

“Nah, there’s been moments but it just didn’t happen”

“Hmmm” he scratched his beard, considering

“What does that mean?” she asked

“Oh nothing, look there’s your girl”

Riri swung her head around to find you and not for the first time, she was mesmerized by you. She greedily took in your appearance while you looked around the room for her. You wore strappy heels, black leather pants and a black halter top. The top was bordering on pornographic but you wore it anyway just for the way you knew Riri would be ogling you

After scoping the room, you spotted Riri and your face lit up. You crossed the room over to her and she met you in the middle, pulling you into a warm hug. In heels you were so much taller than her five foot frame and the smell of her coconut hair products lingered in your nose

When you pulled back you took a good look at her. She was wearing a black bodycon dress with black converse and a hoodie tied around her waist.

“You look so good Riri, but I feel overdressed” you speak directly into her ear over the noise of the club

“No,babe, you look gorgeous. I can’t believe you own a top like that” she allowed herself to get a good eyeful of your breasts before she took her your hand and led you to her table 

Sitting at the table was a guy unknown to you, he appeared to be saving the seats for you

“Malachi this my-,” Riri paused, uncertain of what title to give you

You filled in the blank, “I’m her friend” you told him your name and took her outstretched hand to shake it

“Nice to finally meet you. Riri never shuts up about you”

You giggled and watched as Riri shoved him to try to shut him up. You were about to ask him to elaborate when the MC’s voice cut above the noise of the crowd and announced the next set.

“Well that’s my cue” Malachi quickly took the out and left before you could pry further

“You be talking about me to your friends?”

“Isn’t it obvious?” she shot your own words back at you, rolling her pretty brown eyes 

You both took your seats and turned your attention to the band on stage. You had to admit they were good. You swayed to the beat of the music and noticed Riri drawing closer to you little by little. Eventually, she had her arm around your waist, hand gripping you possessively. 

Riri bought you both drinks and you felt yourself getting tipsy as the night progressed. But you still had the presence of mind to remember you had an exam to study for. 

“Riri I’m ready to go home now” you whispered in her ear

“Sure babe, let me just let Malachi know what’s up and then I’ll call you an Uber okay?”

“Mhmm” you hum and wait patiently for her to return then the two of you make your way outside of the club and wait for the Uber to arrive.

While you wait, the cold air of the night starts to bite into your skin. Riri notices you shivering and offers you her hoodie. 

You put it on gratefully, “Thanks”

“All good, mama. Gotta keep my girl warm, yeah?” Riri pulls you closer to her, tilting her head up to gaze into your eyes

You bite your lips, warmth spreading through your chest. You still were awestruck at how sweet Riri was under her carefree front she liked to put on 

“Riri can I-” the words get swallowed down. She pressed her lips on yours. The kiss was slow and deliberate, drawing out a whine you barely recognize as your own. Riri’s hands found your ass, gently rubbing in circles. You were getting hot, fast.

“Somebody ordered an Uber?” you jumped back from each other at the sound of the driver’s voice. You had completely zoned out from the outside world, not hearing the horn beeping 

You reached to remove the hoodie and return it to Riri when she stopped your hands

“You can keep it” she told you 

“Can I keep you?”

“I’ll think about it” 

Riri helped you into the car, closed the door then leaned into the window and planted a chaste kiss to your cheek. 

…

Hiding out in one of the MIT dining halls, with not one but two bald headed women flanking her, was Shuri Udaku. Once again she failed miserably at being inconspicuous. Since the last visit, people have been eager to spot her again, but with Riri’s help she managed to evade the crowd. 

The chaos of Shuri’s arrival had disturbed Riri’s schedule so as payback she decided to talk Shuri’s ear off about you. 

“She’s so smart and funny, but down to earth. Like super chill” 

“I’m sure she is, so when can I meet this girlfriend of yours?”

“Okay the thing is..” you began 

Okoye snorted

“The thing is we haven’t made it official yet” 

“What’s stopping you?” Shuri asked as she popped a cheesy fry into her mouth

“I don’t know, I’ll feel like I’m building up to it then she smiles and my brain just melts” she admits, embarrassed

Okoye couldn’t help herself from saying, “The genius is bested by a pretty face, this is too good”

Riri opened her mouth to respond but promptly shut it when she spotted you down in the quad through the spotless window of the dining hall. 

“There she is,” she pointed out to Shuri and the entire entourage watched as what can only be described as Riri’s most mortifying moment of the day unfolded. 

As you walked, a woman Riri recognized from the basketball team, ran up to you and covered your eyes. You uncovered them and your face lit up when you saw who it was. You threw your arms around her shoulder and she picked you up and spun you around. 

Riri felt herself deflate into the chair, “Oh”

…

You always prided yourself on your ability to not let anything distract you from your studies. So it pissed you off when you couldn’t focus on your lecture. Your pen flew quickly across the page taking notes, but your eyes flicked to your phone screen every few minutes. Your knee jerked uncontrollably with anticipation while you willed the last few minutes of class to tick by. 

After 3 days of radio silence from Riri and 5 unread messages, you were over it. You needed an explanation 

Who the hell did she think she was, anyway? She kissed you and groped you outside of a club and now she acted like she didn’t even know you. 

As soon as you were dismissed you grabbed your stuff to track Riri down, there was no way you were going to let her get off this easy with an explanation. 

…

Riri gently banged her head on the metal work table in front of her. She couldn’t get you out of her head and it was driving her mad. The truth is the guilt was eating her alive, you didn’t deserve to be ignored and she knew it. Riri pulled out her phone to text some sorry excuse when a banging at the front of her garage distracted her

She jumped up and grabbed the nearest thing, a hammer and slowly walked over to the door

“Who is that!?” she shouted into the dim room

“It’s me! Let me in before I freeze out here” you told her, annoyed

Riri opened the door and pulled you in quickly before anyone could see. It was your first time in her makeshift work space but you didn’t have time to take in your surroundings. You were on a mission to give Riri a piece of your mind, but she beat you to it

“How the hell did you find me?” she narrowed her eyes at you, assessing. She noticed you were wearing her hoodie

“First of all, you share your location with me, and second of all, you better watch your attitude because you’re the one who ghosted me. What the hell is your problem?” you fought not to raise your voice and bring attention to her lab 

She apologized immediately, “Listen, I'm so sorry,  I know I messed up, I was just so jealous and I get so stupid when it comes to you. I should have talked to you and I promise-”

You cut her off, “Jealous for what?”

“I saw you last week in the quad with that girl from the basketball team. I saw the way she held you and how you looked at her. It bothered me seeing you give someone else that smile” 

You were astonished at her honesty, “Aww Riri. That’s Taylor and she’s my friend from childhood, we’re like sisters. Which you would know if you bothered to ask me” 

“I know, I was dumb, but I promise I won’t ever do that again” Riri pulled you in and kissed away the pout from your lips

“Now how about I give my girl the grand tour?” 

“I’m not your girl,Riri” you chuckled at her facial expression 

“Why not?” 

“You never asked,” you told her, shrugging

“Oh, right,” Riri grabbed something from her work table and held it behind her back. “Would you do me the honor of being my girlfriend?”

She pulled out a rose she welded out of iron and presented it to you, your heart swelled in your chest

“Yes, Riri. Isn’t it obvious?”

#riri williams #riri x reader

[stadiumbleachers]

poison

Shuri x black!fem!reader

Summary: before the fight with namor, shuri comes to see you.

Content Warning: brief mentions of grief, fingering(reader giving), oral sex(reader giving), unrequited love

Word Count: 2.2k

Know you ride it right I might just die tonight But you know I'm still coming through baby (through baby) I know it's bad for me And you know it tastes so sweet I think I need your abuse baby

.....

Bathed in calming hues of pink, orange and red, the sky above the city glowed down at you while you lounged on a swinging chair on your balcony. You had your nose in a book, like you did every Friday night. After a week of nurturing the young minds of Wakanda, you deserved the break. Reading offered you an escape, something you found yourself needing now more than ever since Namor declared war on Wakanda. Having to explain to children why their beautiful country was in danger had taken its toll. 

A breeze passed by and you shivered, pulling up the fleece blanket tighter around yourself. You took another sip of tea to warm you up, without taking your eyes from the page. The story was just getting good when you felt the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. Someone was watching you. 

“Good read?” The black panther stood across from you, leaning precariously on the glass railing with her arms folded

“Good enough” you shrugged and tucked your bookmark between the pages then set it aside, 

“Shuri, I-” 

“We don’t have to talk about my mother” she pressed a button and the suit was gone, revealing her face to you. Her eyes were heavy with fatigue. 

Shuri came to you to unload the weight of Wakanda. When she was with you she wasn’t a Queen or the Black Panther or a genius. Being with you was a respite from a world that took so much from her. 

“Ofcourse, whatever you need”, you couldn’t deny her what she wanted when she wanted so little.

Shuri crossed the small balcony, took up your teacup and sipped. Your eyes followed the tattoo on her hand. 

“Lemongrass? Your tastes have matured” she teased you then plopped down on your lap with an exaggerated sigh

“Shuri, get off!” you giggled, wriggling helplessly under her. The chair rocked under the weight of you both. She had the strength of the heart shaped herb so there was no budging her.

“What is that sound? Is that a mosquito?” 

She pretended she couldn’t hear you, so you took your middle finger and jammed it in her ear, just hard enough to make her yelp and jump off you

You were too busy cackling to retaliate when Shuri grabbed your arm, pulled you up and flush against her lean body. Before you realised what was happening Shuri held the upper half of your body dangling over the balcony railing.

Your ears pounded as blood rushed to your head

“Shuri ,I’ll scream if you don’t take me up right now!” 

Terrified at the thought of someone finding out her location, Shuri quickly pulled you upright.

She had the audacity to snicker at you while you patted down your shirt and situated your braids to look less dishevelled.

“Now if you’re done being childish, let’s go inside. It’s getting cold and I have dinner in the oven”

Shuri grabbed her stomach and widened her eyes, “You know what I think I’m full”

You slid open the door that led from the balcony into the living room and shoved Shuri inside. You both knew she loved your cooking, she just wanted to be a pain the ass

“Ow”

…

This little dance between you two was practised, you knew it well. Shuri wouldn’t rush. She liked the build up, liked to spend time with you and unfold you slowly, then take what she needed. 

So you took your sweet time moving around the kitchen, while you waited for the salmon to fully cook. You stirred the pasta on the stovetop, the rich creamy texture made a rather suggestive sound

“That sounds familiar” Shuri spoke up from where she was exploring your newest buy. A vintage record player you bought with the money Shuri sent you monthly

“Perv” you rolled your eyes playfully

It had taken you months to accept her money, and even longer to start spending it. It felt wrong at first. You and Shuri were not girlfriends. You were friends who slept together. How could you just take her money like that? Eventually Shuri convinced you that you deserved it and you believed her

You turned off the stove, satisfied with the pasta, then took the salmon from the oven. The delicious smell floated through the apartment and suddenly you remember just how hungry you really were. 

While you plated the food, Shuri came up behind you and wrapped her arms around you. She’d done it a million times before but you felt butterflies every time

“You take such good care of me, love” she pulled your braids to the side and nuzzled her nose on the side of your sensitive neck

You giggled, “It’s the least I could do,really” 

Shuri finally lets you go so you could both sit at the island and enjoy your meals in comfortable silence. When you were full, Shuri took both your dishes and washed them, like she did every other time she came over. 

“I’ll go get the shower going” your feet patter on the hardwood floor of your apartment, as you make your way to your bathroom. You flicked on the light, bathing the room in brilliant white. The bathroom was one of your favourite places in the luxurious apartment that Shuri funded. You could unwind and wash away the troubles of the day, something you looked forward to doing for Shuri. 

You took your time to pick out a lavender scented candle and lit it, resting it on the counter. Then you turned on the stream from the massive shower head so it had time to heat up while you picked out a body wash and body scrub that you knew Shuri would like.

As you started to undress from your button down shirt and pencil skirt you wore to work, Shuri joined you in the bathroom, her footstep almost undetectably light

But you had learnt her patterns well enough to sense when she entered the room, watching you

“You know it’s impolite to stare?” you tease her, turning around while you shimmied out of your panties, leaving yourself bare to her tired gaze

“My apologies,” Shuri took slow steps towards you, a mischievous lift to her lips, “may I please gaze upon your beauty?”

Shuri reached out, took your hand and kissed the back of it, your stomach swooped.

“Shut up and get undressed” you slipped from her grasp behind the glass walls of the shower, sighing happily when the hot water caressed your brown skin

You poured a generous amount of body wash onto your wash cloth and started to lather from your neck down to your toes. 

Shuri stepped into the shower and grabbed her washcloth she kept at your apartment. You took it from her hand and started washing her body. Carefully cleaning her beautiful skin while you watched you with rapt attention.

“Shuri…” you went down on your knees and washed her feet, “you’re so pretty”

She was speechless at your honest adoration. She pulled you back up to her and walked you both under the stream to rinse the suds off. With the water running down your face, Shuri cupped your jaw, titled your face towards her and molded her lips to yours. The warm water only served to make the kiss wetter. You opened your mouth eagerly when her tongue lapped lazily on your lips. When Shuri pulled back, panting, you took her bottom lip into your mouth and sucked it hungrily, locking your eyes with her. 

Your core ached, begging for more, but you had all night. She could wait. 

You released her lips to grab the body scrub from the nook in the shower wall

“You bought a new scrub?”

“Yeah it’s mango scented, smell it” you held up the jar to Shuri’s face

She obliged and took a sniff 

“Nice” 

You rolled your eyes at her remark and took the jar from her hand to exfoliate yourself and then her. She tried to push your hand away, insisting she could do it herself but you did it for her. 

Deep down you knew you would do anything for her, and that was a terrifying thought.

…

After doing your skincare routines in silence, you and Shuri blew out the candle then made your way to your bedroom, kissing and groping each other along the way . The unspoken words were thick between you both. Tonight they would remain unaddressed yet again. You knew what you were getting yourself into months ago. 

Shuri walked you backwards into your bed and lay you down on the silk sheets, the cool sensation errotic beneath your body

She sat back and took you in, face betraying her longing to lay with you. But tonight you would please her. It’s what she deserved

You sat up and crawled toward her, swaying your hips as you moved like a predator hunting their prey. You grabbed hold of her hips to keep her there, then latched onto her collarbone.

Shuri groaned under your affections.

You released her, licking down her chest. One of your nimble hands massaged her right breast, rolling and pinching the sensitive nipple between your fingers.

She hissed and sighed gloriously above you.

You took her other nipple into your warm mouth, swirling around the nipple, avoiding it for a while to get her on edge.

It wasn’t until she whined, high in her throat for you, “Baby, please”, that you took hold of her nipple between your lips, sucking and sending hot bursts of pleasure through her chest. You switched between her nipples, slowly wringing out cries from her lips, until they were puffy. Her knees buckled but your hand on her hip kept her steady. 

When you were satisfied that she was thoroughly worked up, you skated a hand between her thighs, not quite where she wanted you but close enough to feel how wet and hot she was for you. The muscles in her thighs quivered in anticipation. You drew one finger back and forth along her slit and she instantly started rocking up into your touch, needing more

You pressed the two digits further between her lips, gently caressing on either side of her little bundle of nerves. The sensation shot through her body and grabbed unto your wrist, thighs clamping shut 

“Fuck yes" she gasped

“I can’t make you feel good if you lock me out, Shuri” you slapped lightly twice on the side of their thigh and she relaxed her legs, giving you room. 

“Good girl”, she was always good for you

You didn’t miss how her most delicate part jumped on your fingers at your words. 

You removed your hand and held it up to her face, pulling down her bottom lip to expose her pretty white teeth

“Suck” you instructed her

Shuri cocked an eyebrow, “Ask nicely” her breath was ragged but her tone carried the signature fire you admired in her

“Suck, please” you humoured her, smiling 

She obediently took your fingers into her mouth, lathering them methodically with her saliva. When you pulled out your fingers, a trail followed to her lips, she licked it off. 

Fuck

You returned your now wet fingers to the apex of her legs, teasing her with one finger circling her tight quivering hole

“Just put it in already”

You didn’t ask her to say please. She didn’t need to be polite, her wish would always be your command. You plunged both fingers in at once, drawing a filthy desperate mewl from her throat. You grabbed one of her knees and bent her leg for her, placing her foot on the bed so her pussy was open to you. 

Impaled by your two middle digits, Shuri rode you, angling her hips to find that spot. You crooked your fingers to help her and soon enough  you were rubbing against the bumpy surface deep inside her that you knew so well. Shuri bounced faster and harder, her breasts jiggling with the effort. You were pulsing between your legs, mesmerised at the scene before you. 

The Black Panther, at your mercy.

You broke from your reverie and brought down your other hand rub punishingly at her clit, matching the pace with the rough, insistent pounding of your fingertips on her g-spot

Shuri bucked and jerked wildly as her climax washed over her in waves. She clamped down on your fingers, keeping you inside. She was barely through her release when you pulled your fingers out and repositioned yourself. You lay on your back with your head at the end of the bed and held your tongue out for her. 

“Come let me taste what’s mine, love” you told her

She got the hint.

Shuri climbed onto the bed on shaky knees, opening up her still fluttering cunt over your face

“You want me to ride your face, yeah?” Shuri asked, cheeky

You didn’t bother to respond, you simply stuck out your tongue again, making it wide and flat for Shuri to mount, to taint with her pleasure. You grabbed handfuls of her ass and pulled her down to sit where you wanted her

This is what she gave to you, her poison, and you gladly took it. 

…

Shuri spoke your name into the dark room

“Hmmm?” your eyes remained closed

“I have something to tell you…”

“...Me too, but you go first”

“I never told you who I saw in the ancestral plane…”

“Who?” you whispered

“Killmonger”

“Oh”

“What did you want to say?”

I love you, the words pounded against your throat, begging to come out

“Good luck tomorrow”

end

#shuri udaku #shuri x black!reader #shuri x reader

[stadiumbleachers]

Fire & Desire

Izogie x black!fem!Reader Summary: 5 times you (Princess of Dahomey) fail to seduce Izogie and the one time you succeed Content: Fluff, Angst and Smut Word Count: 4k Note: I did not intend to make this fic this long but i had to do it for my baby izogie, i hope you guys enjoy <3

1 

Beaming down on the red earth, the sun shone brightly over Dahomey Palace. On one side of the courtyard the Agojie sparred with each other, awakening the palace with the clanging of their spears. On the other side, the trainees stood neatly in lines awaiting instructions. 

You sat in the shade, nearly on the edge of your seat, watching one particular Agojie with rapt attention. Her skin glistened in the daylight, muscles rippling under her dark brown skin with every move. She commanded the space. You wanted her to command you.

“Close your mouth before you catch flies” your cousin, Faraja snickered “I don’t think Izogie is fond of frogs”

You gasped and grabbed a nearby fruit and chucked it at your cousin but she caught it

“I’m well aware of what she likes,” you beckoned to a servant who produced a long wooden box, “that’s why I got her a gift”

“Oh, is this the next step in your brilliant plan? You think Igozie can be bought?” 

Faraja took the box from the princess and lifted the cover to reveal a gleaming silver sword with the letter ‘I’ etched into the handle.

“Of Course not Fara, the gift is to get her attention, then I’ll do the rest” 

Faraja sucked her teeth, “Looks like you already have her attention”

Sure enough Igozie stood before the trainees, barking out orders, but her attention was on you. You crooked a finger, beckoning her over. As she came closer you noticed she had a wound on her from her competition with another warrior.

“My princess, you called?” Izogie hopped up to sit on the edge of the platform and looked up at you

“I have something for you” you handed her the box, “A prize for that incredible show of strength” 

You gestured to the wound on her shoulder.

Izogie cocked an eyebrow and hesitantly opened the box. Her eyes betrayed her smile before her mouth even moved.

“Thank you princess, it’s beautiful” She took it out and ran her hand along the dull edge, “What is it made from?”

“Steel reinforced with silver, only the best for my best Agojie”

“Aye, don’t let Nanisca hear you say that” Igozie laughed with her whole face and reached over to playfully pull at your ankles

“Oh please, Nanisca knows you’re my favourite” you found yourself laughing too,“Now come, let me clean that up for you” 

Taking a wet cloth you gently wiped at her wound until it was free of blood. While you worked, Igozie spoke,

“Do you remember how much you hated me when you first met me?” 

“I didn’t hate you Izogie, you just thought you were soooo mature while you were only two years older than me” 

“Well…I’m happy to call you my friend now”

Igozie winced as you applied some healing balm then wrapped her shoulder in a clean bandage.

“There, all better now” 

“Thank you princess” Izogie took your hand in her and kissed your knuckles 

She gazed into your eyes and you fell into a comfortable silence, until Faraja cleared her throat. You jumped back to create space between the two of you and Izogie quickly stood up, taking her new sword with her.

“Well I must be get back to the trainees, I will see both you ladies soon”

You waved bye to her and she waved back, walking backwards away from you and somehow not tripping over her own feet. Her thighs flexed with each step. Even when she joked around she radiated power. 

You had it bad.

2 

It was breakfast time in Dahomey Palace. You sat at the elegant oak dining table across from Faraja who was tucking into her plate. On your right, your brother King Ghezo debated with his wife about something. You weren’t listening anyway. Your mind was preoccupied with waiting for your favourite Agojie to join the family for breakfast. Your brother would often invite them to dine with the family after battle. 

A hand fell to your knee that was bouncing under the table and it stilled. 

“Sister, are you alright? You’ve barely eaten. Is this food not to your liking?” your brother inquired

“No the food is fine, I was just lost in thought” you shifted awkwardly in your chair under the attention of everyone at the table

“Thinking about what cousin? Faraja smirked knowingly at you. Just as you opened your mouth, response hot on your tongue, the doors to the dining room opened. 

Nanisca and Izogie stood side by side in the doorway. Nanisca spoke up,

“My king, I apologise as we will not be joining you this morning…” 

No that wouldn’t do. You had to get Izogie close to you, if just for a moment. You pretended to be listening keenly to Nanisca’s discussion with your brother and used your elbow to slide your spoon off the table. 

It fell with a clang and Izogie quickly zoned in on the source. She crossed the room in quick strides and bent down beside your chair to pick up the spoon.

You leaned over in your chair to meet her, pushing your breasts up so they peeked temptingly over the collar of your dress. Izogie handed you the fork then took her time sweeping her eyes from your ankles to your waist to your breasts where they lingered. A trail of heat licked up your body following the path of Izogie’s gaze. You had to squeeze your thighs together when she finally made eye contact with you.

She licked her lips, her jaw clenched…unclenched.

She stood up 

“Princess” she bowed her head at you, expression blank and giving nothing away

“Izogie” you didn’t hide how smug you felt knowing you could get under her skin. 

3

The aroma of lavender filled your bed-chamber while you relaxed in the warm bath water. Once you felt sufficiently clean, you wrapped yourself up in a fluffy towel. You looked over your array of oils and decided on rose oil. You massaged the oil lovingly into your supple brown skin and whispered affection to yourself. From an early age your mother taught you that to love your skin is to take care of it- and you stuck by those words.

Later in the night, while the palace slept, you snuck out to see Igozie. Even in the darkness of the palace grounds you easily found your way to Igozie’s quarters. You pulled aside the cow hide that covered the doorway and stepped into the room dimly lit by a single candle. Igozie lay on the bed, sharpening a small knife, and she didn’t need to look up to know it was you.

“Princess” she glanced up from the knife to smile at you, her eyes looked tired, “How did you get here undetected? The palace is crawling with guards”

“I learnt from the best” you leaned back on the wall and took in her appearance, her skin shone under the candle’s orange glow

“Oh, so you do know how to listen to me?” Izogie chuckled and patted the space beside her on the bed 

You joined her on the bed

“Izogie…” you took one of her hands in yours and started tracing the lines of her palm “I missed you while you were away”

“Someone must protect Dahomey, we can’t all be young and beautiful” Izogie narrowed her eyes at you, pretending to be annoyed

“Oh shut up!” you sucked your teeth and pushed her playfully, feeling the power of her muscles under your hand. 

“Let me give you massage, your shoulders carry the weight of Dahomey”

Izogie agreed and let you guide her to lay on her stomach on the bed. You picked up a vial of olive oil from her table, rubbed some in your hands to warm it up, then straddled her back.

Her muscles rippled under the firm touch of your hands. With every exhale, Igozie relaxed further into the bed. It made butterflies flutter in you to think that you could make the powerful Igozie melt under your touch.

After a while Izogie broke the silence

“What’s the matter, princess?” she turned her head to the side and strained to look at you

“Why do you ask?”

“Usually when you come to visit me you chatter non-stop, I can tell something is bothering you”

You pressed your thumbs into a knot at the base of her neck. Igozie groaned softly.

“Did you know my mother?” you asked her

At your question, Igozie turned over onto her back and you sat on her toned abs. Her hands found your hips.

“Not very well, when I joined the Agojie she was already very sick”

“When she was my age she was married off to my father, it was arranged to bring together two powerful kingdoms. But she secretly loved someone else. She grew to love my father, but she missed out on a life with her true love for the sake of duty,” 

Igozie’s attentive stare paired with the way her thumbs were softly rubbing your sides was almost overwhelming, you fixed your gaze on the candle and kept talking,

“She asked me on her deathbed to choose love over duty, but now my brother has chosen a suitor, whose riches can increase the prosperity of Dahomey. And I know I can never love him because my heart belongs to another”

Izogie sat up and held you in her lap, facing her.

“I know what it means to be forced to act differently to how you feel. Sometimes, I feel afraid at the sword of Dahomey’s enemies, but I must swallow it down and hide it, because fear makes you weak” Izogie spoke so earnestly, you heart ached for her

“Fear doesn’t make you weak, Izogie. It’s the bravery to do what you are afraid of that makes you strong” 

“Are you brave, Princess?” 

“Ofcourse”

“So tell me,” Izogie leaned in close to your ear, “who does your heart belong to?”

Your mouth hung open and for all your previous boldness you couldn’t bring yourself to say it, it would make it too real. Without a word you wriggled from her grasp and disappeared into the black night. 

4 

On this particular day, the sun decided to scorch the kingdom. You had enough of fanning and sucking on ice, so you called for your brother to make arrangements for a guard to take you down to the river. Your cousin was away on business which meant you were free to torment Igozie without judgement. 

You made your way to the kitchen, your sandals squeaking on the spotless floor. With a basket in the crook of your arm, you picked out fruits, cheeses and meats you knew Igozie enjoyed from her countless dinners with your family. 

A short walk later, you sat on a blanket on the bank of the river, with your feet in the cool rippling water. You closed your eyes and enjoyed the peace and quiet when the sound of footsteps broke you from your reverie. Then familiar voices. Quickly, before they got to your part of the river, you jumped up and stripped from your clothes, then submerged into the water.

Your head emerged and you swam over to a rock to hide your exposed breasts. Igozie appeared through the clearing, flanked by Nanisca and Amenza. Nanisca spotted you first and her eyes grew comically wide. You stifled a laugh.

“Princess! I see we had the same idea to cool down from this heat” 

“Looks like I beat you to it” you spoke to Nanisca but your eyes were fixed on Izogie who was looking anywhere but directly at you

Amenza spoke up, “We can go to another part of the river, we won’t disturb”

“Amenza please, you can all join me” 

Nanisca and Amenza exchanged pointed looks

“I’m sure Izogie would love to join you, us two would just bore you to death. Right Izogie?” Nansica nudged Izogie and Igozie glared at her

“Hmmm…I guess I can keep your company, but not for long” 

“Good it’s settled” Nanisca and Amenza found their way out of the clearing to another part of the river, leaving you and Igozie alone - in a staring contest. 

Izogie broke first and took a seat on your blanket,

“You look like you’re up to something” she crossed her arms over her chest and her biceps bulged. Your felt hot all over, even with the water rushing by your naked form

“I’m not” you giggled at her stern expression, “look in the basket, I got your favourites”

Izogie peeked into the basket and was delighted to find you really knew her favourite. She plucked a fruit and took a bite, then spoke around it, 

“Listen, the other night, I may have crossed a boundary with you and for that I must apologise” 

“There’s no need to apologise Igozie”

Without thinking, you started to step out of the river. When Igozie noticed you were indeed naked she whipped her head around in the opposite direction before you could fully expose yourself. Once you were fully clothed again, you sat beside Igozie on the blanket. 

“You can turn back around now” you picked at the end of blanket, ‘I have a proposition for you”

“And what might that be?” 

You took her free hand and placed it on your soft, damp thigh. 

Izogie squeezed

Your core jumped

You cleared your throat, “Izogie I want you to take me”

“Huh?” her jaw dropped

You couldn’t help but laugh,“Why are you so surprised? You asked me who my heart belongs to because you knew I would say you. And if I’m not mistaken, you feel the same”

Izogie’s hand squeezed even tighter

“Princess, you ran from me, not that it matters anyway because it is forbidden for us to be together”

“Ofcourse I know that. I’m not asking you to commit to me. I want you to lay with me, just once, before I’m married off to some man who I will never burn for the way I burn for you”

Izogie’s expression softened. She withdrew her hand from your thigh and lay it on your chest to feel the way your heart hammered against your ribs- for her. 

“Don’t you want to know how I feel?”, you drew impossibly closer, kissed behind her ear,

“Aren’t you tired of following the rules?” 

“I…” 

You lay your head on her shoulder, breathing hard

“I am sorry princess, truly.”

She left you there, feeling for the first time that your mission was impossible. 

5 

The vibrant sounds of the drums moved through your body as you rocked to the rhythm. The floor of the training ground had been transformed into an immaculate floor for dancers to entertain the party. It was King Ghezo’s birthday which meant you would be paraded around to the royal guests by your brother. That’s how you found yourself hiding by the Agojie quarters, hiding from your brother and watching the festivities from a distance. 

Your solitude is interrupted by two strong arms wrapping around you from behind.You nearly jumped out of your skin. Her. She tucked her chin on your shoulder. 

“Why are you hiding princess?”

You felt your blood boil. You threw her arms off you, spun around and poked her in her chest, hard. 

“I’m not hiding Izogie, you are” you felt your jaw clench because she had the audacity to smile at you

“I know I’ve upset you, but you just don’t understand. I can’t betray years of giving my life to the Agojie just for one moment of-”

“How can you be so mean to yourself? Nobody would ever know if we did it. I mean it would be okay if you didn’t have feelings for me too, but you do! You look at me like I mean the world to you yet you won’t allow yourself to act on your feelings for once in your life! Is anger the only meaningful emotion to you?!” you hands shook at your side and you had to force yourself to take deep breaths

“I didn’t come here to fight, I brought you something - a peace offering” Izogie reached up to wipe a tear from your cheek then pulled out something shiny from her pouch.

A bracelet, silver like the sword you had gifted her, with the first letter of your name inscribed.

You allowed her to place it on your wrist, then stepped away back into the light of the party before you did something stupid. 

Just then Prince Annade approached you and asked to dance. You were ready to let him down gently when you remembered Izogie was still watching you. It was petty, you knew that, but how could you resist a chance to sting her the way she had stung you. If your words couldn’t move her, maybe jealousy would. 

You let him lead you to the dance floor. Three dances later and you were actually enjoying the prince’s company. He wasn’t Izogie but he was witty in his own way and he knew how to make you laugh. 

When the final song began to play, the prince pulled you in closer to him, his hands low on your hips. While you danced, Izogie was nowhere to be seen so you assumed she had stormed off. But as you gazed into the night sky you spotted something. 

Standing on the roof of the palace, far above the crowd and shrouded in darkness. You recognized her silhouette. She knew you could see her. 

She pulled a bow off her back and pulled out an arrow. Carefully, she placed the arrow in the bow, aimed for Prince Annade’s head but didn’t let go. 

The message was clear- she could kill him if she wanted to.

The signals didn’t get more mixed than this. 

 And 1 

You had enough of playing cat and mouse with her, so you sat down with your quill and began to write,

To my sunshine Izogie, 

You are bright and unreachable.

And you have burnt me with your rejection.

My cousin has invited me to stay with her until the summer is over. 

She will come get me tomorrow.

I saw you last night, even covered in envy, you are so beautiful it hurts.

This is your last chance to see me before I am married off. 

If you love me Igozie, please find me. 

Yours Truly,

Your princess

You followed the familiar route to Izogie’s quarters and slipped the letter under her pillow while she and the other Agojie were in the bathhouse. Deep down, you knew you needed her forever, but you would settle for just once. 

…

The carriage rocked gently as you and Faraja started the long journey to her home. You watched the scenery outside, actively distracting yourself from the fact that you were moving mile by mile away from the one you loved. If you felt a little sick, you were going to blame it on the occasionally rocky movements of the carriage- not the way your stomach was twisting. 

“Cousin, is everything okay?” Faraja placed a gentle hand on your thigh

You opened your mouth to answer when a knock on the carriage door interrupted you. You ignored it.

“I just-”

The knock sounded again. 

Faraja slid the curtain on her side of the carriage and you couldn’t stop your mouth from hanging open at the sight in front of you. 

Riding a horse alongside the carriage, was a dishevelled looking Izogie. Faraja squealed with laughter and kicked her feet into the air, clutching her sides. 

“Faraja, if you don’t mind stopping the carriage, that would be great”  Igozie said exasperated. 

Wheezing out her words, Faraja instructed the rider to stop the horses. 

You were still without words. 

“Princess, I got your letter and I believe we have some business to settle before you leave with your cousin” 

Faraja sucked her teeth, “You didn’t know this an hour ago?”

You finally got your bearings enough to speak up, “It’s okay Fara, I’ll go back with Izogie and my brother can escort me to your palace tomorrow, I promise” 

Faraja looked unconvinced but she helped you down out of the carriage and Izogie hoisted you up onto the horse and settled you in front of her. You said your goodbyes and Igozie steered the horse in the opposite direction at a leisurely trot. 

“My princess, I find myself needing to apologise to you more than I’d like to”

“It’s okay Izogie, really. I knew you were stubborn when I met you” 

You saw the city come into view but Igozie took a detour to an area hidden in the thick forest. There in a small clearing was a gazebo, with vines wrapped around its beams, two lit candles and a thick blanket on the floor. 

“Oh Izogie” you spoke softly, as if you were afraid to disturb the delicate bubble the two of you were in- your own world. 

“It is not nearly what you deserve but it’s the best I could do to keep this a secret”

Izogie helped you down off the horse and led you to sit on the blanket by her side. Your skin practically buzzed in anticipation. 

Neither of you made a move. The stars sparked in the night sky above you. The world stopped, perfectly still for the guard and the princess- forbidden lovers. 

You broke the tension first. You took hold of her face and pulled her in. Her lips met yours in a slow, sweet surrender. She pulled you in by your waist, slipped her tongue into your mouth. And you let her. 

It started to rain

You savoured the feelings, grabbed the front of her shirt and pulled her closer, straddled her lap. She grabbed handfuls of your ass and pulled your core flush against her, warm even through your clothes. 

She pulled back panting, wanting, holding herself back 

“You said you wanted me to take you, yes?”

You didn’t need to be reminded of what you said, you needed her to do what you asked. 

“I did”

“Only thieves take what is not given. What you have here” Izogie ran one nimble finger slowly up and down your covered slit, “is precious, it must be earned” 

You nodded, barely hearing her over the blood rushing in your ears. It felt like every nerve in your body was on fire under Izogie’s gaze.  

She kissed and licked and nipped her way down your neck to your chest, then slowly unwrapped your top, baring you to her. Leaving you at her mercy 

She took one dark nipple into her mouth and sucked sweetly, swallowing like she could really feed off you. 

You wailed pathetically and grabbed at the back of her head, holding her in place

“Ah ah, please Izogie, please” 

Izogie pinned you with a stern look, then took the other nipple and massaged it with her tongue. The sensation shot through you like lightning, your chest made a desperate arch, like the bow Izogie pulled in her jealousy. She let it go when your cries got louder. 

The wind pounded the rain harder into the roof of the gazebo, the rhythm of the bursts of rain matching the pulsing of your walls. Igozie used one hand to position you on your back on the blanket.

You helped her strip you completely. 

Izogie sat back between your legs and saw you. She was always looking at you, but for the first time she could see you. The blazing want you held for her all those years. She needed to taste you. 

She leaned down and sucked a bruise into the skin at the junction of one thigh then the other.

The wind howled

You bucked up into her, chasing release

She blew a cold breath onto your quivering core

Gave a kiss to each lip

“Come on baby, don’t play with it” you whined and spread your legs open impossibly wider, your hips ached deliciously with the effort of it

Izogie finally had mercy on you, she lowered her mouth to where you were weeping for her, looked up under strong brows and whispered into your core,

“May I have you princess?”

“Yes Izogie”

end.

#izogie #izogie x reader

[stadiumbleachers]

Lashana Lynch is so pretty I can’t get enough of her 😍😍😍

#matilda the musical

[stadiumbleachers]

Melting Point 🔥

shuri x black!reader

Summary: Shuri and reader finally get it on, here’s part 1

Content Warning: NSFW

Word Count: 2k ish

NOTE: Shoutout to the original hbcu!shuri writer @ vargskelegore 

TAGS:

@liv444me @tuesdaylovesu @taiiunknown @vivisspamm @barkbarkbo @honey-teaaaaaaaa @5khannah @ziayamikaelson

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After Shuri confessed her feelings for you took your sweet time to go back to your dorm and shower. You scrubbed yourself clean, thinking you were finally gonna get some action. Then you found yourself in Shuri’s room, telling her about all the months you spent longing for her. She held you and listened to you talk her ear off. It felt so good to finally bare your heart to her that you were too tired to even think about getting in her pants. You fell asleep wrapped around her like a koala. Shuri wouldn’t have it any other way. 

As luck would have it, the following weekend both the engineering society and the basketball team had competitions that forced them to travel to another college to compete. Since you took on the temporary job as the social media manager for the basketball team, it meant you got a free trip to another city and got to stay in a nice hotel for the weekend. That also meant that Shuri, who was president of the engineering society, would also be there. 

 That’s how you found yourself on your hands and knees…looking for the other foot of your shoe while Shuri yelled your name and banged on the door of your room.

“Oh my God, Shuri! I said I’m coming!” you grabbed your shoe from under the bed and hopped to the door while trying to put it on.

Shuri’s voice is muffled through the door when she yells, “You said that 10 minutes ago!”

You opened the door to find an unamused looking Shuri leaning in the door frame. But her frown quickly turned into a smile as she looked you over then pulled you in for a kiss. 

You grabbed her hand and intertwined your fingers, then made your way down to the meeting spot where the bus was supposed to pick you up. You entered the elevator together and as you waited for it to go down you noticed Shuri looking at you from the corner of her eye and snickering.

“Okay what is it?” You yanked her hand that you were holding so she would pay attention to you

“Nothing” Shuri fully started laughing “you just wanna be me soooo bad huh” 

That’s when it clicked. You don’t know how you didn’t notice it before but you and Shuri were both wearing black sweatpants and black hoodies and white sneakers with white socks.

“Girl bye. It’s six in the morning and we’re going on a bus. I’m pretty sure everyone is wearing this fit” you playfully rolled your eyes at her.

“Okay mini- me, whatever you say” the look on her face was so smug, you wanted to wipe it off

You pushed her in the middle of her back, not too hard but hard enough to jerk her. 

“Don’t start what you can’t finish” 

You repeated her in a mocking voice, “dOn’T sTaRt wHaT yOu CaN’t FiNiSh”

Before you could grab her hand to stop her, Shuri pulled you flush against her by your waist and started tickling you. 

“Eek…Shuri stop” you squealed and your laughter filled the small space as Shuri refused to let you go. But all that came to an abrupt end when the elevator doors opened on the last floor.

Which brought you face to face with the basketball team’s coach. He was waiting for you to escort you to the team bus so needless to say he was unamused at the sight in front of him.

Trying to save face you quickly brushed down your jacket and stepped out of the elevator.

“Bye Shuri” you waved at her over your shoulder then blew her a kiss which she caught and put in her pocket.

“BYE LIL BIT!” Shuri waited until you were farther away to shout it at you loud enough for the entire bus full of basketball players to hear, then found her way to her own bus. 

Mortified, you ducked your head and pulled your hood up before anyone could pick up on the nickname she used. You found a seat in the back of the bus, stopping along the way to greet everyone, then popped in your airpods for the long bus ride.

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You held up your camera and snapped another perfect photo of the team while they celebrated scoring again. The game was in your team’s favor and from the looks of it there would be even more celebrating back at the hotel later. 

After you got some more good shots, you took out your phone to check for any messages from Shuri, but your phone was dry. You knew Shuri’s competition should have ended an hour ago so you found it strange but decided to brush it off. Maybe she was busy. 

By the time the match wrapped up, you started to get worried. Shuri still hadn’t messaged you. You took out your phone to call her and before you could press the call button, your phone started ringing, it was Shuri. 

You held the phone up to your ear

“Shuri! Where the hell have you been?” you asked her, annoyance evident in your voice

“You have a lot of attitude for someone who didn’t notice her own girlfriend sitting in the stands behind her”

You whip your head around and see Shuri sitting towards the back of the stands where people were slowly clearing out, looking smug for the second time that day.

“Oh” you felt a smile light up your face at the sight of her. You didn’t think you could ever get used to the idea of Shuri being all yours. Shuri hung up the call and stood up to shuffle down to you on the court. 

You met her halfway and she pulled you into her and wrapped her arm over your shoulder.

“How was the competition?” 

“Pretty good. We placed second though but we’re having a celebratory dinner tonight. You wanna be my date?”

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You showered and got dressed in record time. You put your braids up with a huge claw clip and put in your gold hoops and gold bracelet. Then you shimmied into a bodycon black dress and black strappy heels. You spun around and gave yourself a once over before you grabbed your phone and left your hotel room.

The vibes and the food were great, and you would say the dinner was successful if not for the way Shuri was fucking you with her eyes from across the table. She looked almost edible in her sleek black suit that looked perfectly tailored. 

Everytime you put a bite of food to your mouth, Shuri followed your lips with her eyes. And when you noticed her ogling she only smirked. She enjoyed making you squirm. 

An hour and a half later, the staff members dismissed the students and you shot up from your seat to go to the bathroom and splash water on your face. Shuri stayed seated, talking to her friends from the engineering society.

When you left the bathroom, Shuri was waiting just outside of it.

“I’m gonna grab some ice cream outside. You want some?” she grabbed your hand and planted a kiss on your knuckles

“Not really, but you can come find me when you get back” 

You didn’t stay to hear her response, instead you made your way back to your room. 

The room was dark and quiet when you stepped inside as opposed to the dining room.

You took your time and admired yourself in the mirror before you took off your heels and unclipped your hoops from your ears. 

Just as you reached back to grab the zipper on the back of the dress, Shuri entered your room, closing the door softly behind her. 

You smiled at each other in the mirror. 

damn she looked good

“Hi” she came up behind you and wrapped her arms around your waist then tucked her chin on your shoulder.

“Hey” you turned your head and gently pecked her lips.

“I thought you were getting ice cream ”

“I changed my mind, I wanted to see you” Shuri ran her hands slowly up and down the sides of your waist before locking eyes with you in the mirror again.

You looked at her quizzically, “You’ve been seeing me all day”

“Not the way I want to” Shuri reached up and took the clip from your braids so they could fall down your back “Need help with the zipper?”

You nodded.

Her fingertips were cold against your skin as she pulled the zipper down. She stopped and peppered kisses down the smooth skin of your back. You fell into a comfortable silence while Shuri undressed you and left you standing there in a matching lace set. 

You felt Shuri looking you over so you asked her,

“What do you think?”

Shuri took your hand and guided you to sit on the bed

“I think…” she trailed off as she knelt between your legs, “that you have the most beautiful body I’ve ever seen”

You searched her eyes and found nothing but sincerity.

“Shuri, I-I don’t know what to say”

“You don’t have to say anything, let me make you feel beautiful, yeah?” 

You nodded

Shuri kissed the inside of your left knee, then the right. She worked her way down, taking turns to give attention to each thigh. Then she stopped right where you needed her the most.

She looked up at you with hooded eyes and took a single finger and ran it along your slit over your wet panties. 

You felt your walls twitch with the need to be filled and whimpered, Shuri was moving too slow for your liking.

When your mewls got louder Shuri took pity on you and pulled your panties to the side to expose your pulsing core

“Awwww, is she all wet for me?” her voice was full of fake sympathy, of course you were wet for her. 

Shuri closed her eyes and pressed a kiss to one lip and then the other. She used two fingers to spread your lips apart and kissed the hood covering your bundle of nerves

Somehow you mustered up the strength to pant out, “Yeah, just for you” 

Shuri gently pushed your shoulders and you lay flat on your back. She flattened her tongue and licked roughly up your slit over and over as you writhed above her and grabbed for something to hold onto. 

She grabbed hold of your hips and held you down then started fucking her tongue in and out your walls and they tensed and relaxed at the mind numbing sensation 

“Hnnggg, fuck fuck fuck” You grabbed hold of the curls on the top of her head for dear life

Shuri was bringing you closer and closer to the edge. She pulled your clit into her mouth and sucked like her life depended on it. 

While she sucked she reached one hand up and pulled down your bra and palmed your breast in her hands. 

“Oh! Oh! Oh! Don’t stop, Don’t stop , Don’t stop” your moans echoed off the walls of the hotel room but you couldn’t care less who heard you right now

“Yeah? You gonna come for me? Give it to me baby” Shuri rasped at you from between your legs

Her tongue found your clit again and she circled around it with the tip of her tongue. She pushed her middle and ring finger deep into your wet heat and groaned at how good it felt. She picked up the pace, sucking your clit and curling her fingers to punishingly hit your spot over and over again. 

White burst behind your eyes and the heels of your feet dug into the bed as your hips bucked in the air over and over. 

Shuri kept her mouth on you as you came down from your high but you had to push her head away when it go to be too much

While you were still laying there panting, Shuri started to shed her clothes and to your delicious surprise she was wearing a thick long strap. 

It positively terrified to think of how that thing was gonna fit inside you. Shuri caught your concerned look and climbed back onto the bed and peppered kisses on your face. 

“You know you’re my girl, right?” Shuri started to kiss her way down to your chest

“Y-yeah”

She pulled your left nipple into her mouth and sucked gently then let it go with a pop

“You trust me?”

She sucked the right one in while she stroked the left one under her thumb

Heat radiated from your chest

“Of Course I do” you panted 

“Good, I’d never hurt you. Now relax so I can give you this dick, yeah?”

You nodded

Shuri crawled up so the dildo was right at your face and cocked an eyebrow at you

You got the memo. You opened your mouth and Shuri slowly stroked the strap in and out of your mouth, letting you adjust to the size.

“Go on, show me what you can do” 

Shuri spurred you on and you took the strap even deeper letting yourself choke on it 

“Fuck yeah, that’s my girl” Shuri’s voice was even deeper than before. The sound of you choking on her dick was driving her crazy.

She pulled out of your mouth and shifted down to hover over you, holding herself up with one arm.

You felt her rubbing the tip of the strap up and down your core and your clit twitched pathetically.

“Shuri I’m ready just put it in for fuc-” you quickly shut up when Shuri drove all 8 inches into you at once. You held your breath and Shuri stayed perfectly still waiting for you to adjust. 

“Just breathe baby, I know you can take it like a good girl”

“Mmmhh” you moaned in response, words were lost to you at that point.

Shuri slowly started rolling the strap in and out of you to get you used to it. The more she fucked you, the louder you got. So she picked up the pace

Shuri leant back and threw your legs over her shoulders to get a better angle then started drilling you

“Say my name baby” 

Your breasts bounced with the force of her strokes and you were helpless but to cry out for her as she dicked you down

“SHURI! SHURI! SHURI! DADDY!” 

“Come on love, give me what I want” Shuri groaned out over the sound of skin slapping that filled the room.

 “Cum …on …this… fucking… dick” She punctuated each word with a hard thrust that pushed you further up the bed. With your nails raking down her back, you cried out and climaxed loudly enough to bring down the building. 

Shuri continued to give you shallow strokes as you calmed down and caught your breath. She pulled out completely then fell onto the bed beside you with a contented sigh. 

She turned her head to look at you with a smirk while she unstrapped the harness and let it fall to the carpet.

“Daddy huh?”

#shuri x reader #shuri x black!reader #shuri fanfiction

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Boiling Point🔥

shuri x black!reader

You and Shuri are friends who live on the same floor at your hbcu. You had always been a little closer than just friends but after a winter apart you’re finally forced to acknowledge your feelings for her

NOTE: Shoutout to the original hbcu!shuri writer @vargskelegore

Warnings: Some explicit language but no smut…yet. Also this is my first fanfic so...might be horrible Word count: 2000 ish

“You know you’ll have to run into her eventually, right?” your friend Taylor spoke up from her spot on the floor where she was helping you unpack your clothes. 

You rolled your eyes playfully at her but inside you knew she was right. She knew all about your crush on your friend and neighbour Shuri and how you spent the better part of last semester secretly pining after her.

“I mean, I know that but I just need time to figure out what I’m gonna say” you threw open your closet to start putting up hangers. 

Taylor shot you a look that said she didn’t fully believe you. Not that it mattered, it was your delusion to believe in. 

After an hour of unpacking, you both took a break to go to your first lecture of the semester, which thankfully was a very reasonable 11 am class. You grabbed a water bottle and your backpack and made your way out of your dorm room. While you had your back turned to lock the door, you heard a door open on the opposite side of the hallway.

Taylor not so subtly poked you in your back and you immediately knew who it was. You took a deep breath and turned around to give the exact greeting you rehearsed when the words got stuck in your throat.

It was Shuri alright but she looked completely different. She was rocking white air forces and a navy blue nike tech fleece with a white tee underneath. As if that wasn’t enough, she apparently got a haircut over winter break that perfectly complimented her already pretty face.

Someone cleared their throat and you realised you were still staring

“Shuri! Hey!” you shuffled over to her and threw your hands around her neck like you always do. Shuri wrapped her arms around your waist and started rocking side to side with you on your tiptoes. 

Taylor made some excuse to leave but you hardly heard her over your mind wondering if Shuri’s jawline had always been that sharp.

“Hey Lil Bit. So you get a break for two weeks and lose my number?” Shuri smiled at you, with a mischievous glint in her eye because she knew how much you hated that nickname she gave you for being two inches shorter than her.

“For your information the phone works both ways” 

“Alright, you got a point there…” Shuri trailed off and glanced down at the end of the hallway before locking eyes with you again. 

She tilted her head to the side and looked you over.

“You look good, really good” She kept her eyes on you as she complimented you and you had to look away quickly before something started purring. 

“Thanks. You too” it was the best you could do under her intense gaze.

You reached up and brushed off a stray eyelash from her cheek, savouring the feeling of her soft skin under your fingers. 

Shuri was still staring.

“Do I have something on my face?” you asked, cocking an eyebrow.

Shuri just shook her head with that stupid pretty smile of hers.

“Nah. Are you headed to a class though? Cause I am too so we could go together”

“Yeah, sure” you waited for her to lock her door so you could start making your way to the class you were gonna be late for if you spent another minute ogling her.

Shuri grabbed your bag from you and shushed you before you could protest. Ever since you became friends, she’d always been a little protective of you. She would watch over you at parties, carry your things for you and threaten anyone who made you feel unsafe. Even though you could do all those things for yourself, having Shuri do them for you made you feel warm all the way down to your toes. But Shuri doesn’t need to know that, right?

While you walked you caught up on the things you did over winter break. Five minutes later you were standing outside your lecture theatre about to go in when Shuri caught sight of your lab partner from last semester. For some reason whenever he would come over to work on something Shuri would think it was the perfect time to come over to your  room because she ‘missed you’. Not that you were complaining. 

“Oh look, your lil chem boyfriend is waiting for you.” She smirked at you then started waving her arms and shouting to get his attention.

“Shuri you are such an asshole! Shut up!” you giggled as you tried to push her away from your class doorway.

You didn’t mean it and Shuri knew it too.

“Maybe, but you can’t get enough of me, can you?” 

You huffed at her and tried to play off how her words affected you. by snatching your backpack and showing her your middle finger before promptly entering your class.

This girl was going to be the death of you.

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Your brain likes to do this thing when you really need to get a good night’s rest, where it’s just too loud.  

Finally, after laying in the dark with your eyes screwed shut and white noise audio playing from your speaker, you decide to text the one person you’re sure is up at this hour. You squint against the bright light of your phone and scroll to find her contact. 

LilBit: Shhuurrriiii. You up?

ShuBoo😎: yeah love. can’t sleep?

LilBit: Nah, can I come over?

ShuBoo😎: Ofcourse. Bring snacks plsss

The first time you did this was when you had a panic attack during exam season, just being around Shuri made you calm. She didn’t say a word, just held you and let you cry until you fell asleep on her shoulder.

You knocked twice and heard Shuri instruct you to come in. Stepping into her room, you were reminded of why you loved being there so much. Shuri was incredibly tidy and kept her room immaculately clean. She had a collection of colognes in a glass display and had strung LED lights on the walls. The room smelt like french vanilla coffee from her scented candle she had lit on her table. She had her back turned to you as she played a video game in her chair at the desk. 

“So this is what geniuses spend their Monday nights doing huh? You’re just that good?” you teased her as you set down the snacks and took off your slides, leaving you in just socks.

She paused the game and swivelled in her chair to look at you. Under the soft blue light of the LEDs you saw she was wearing just a sports bra and grey sweatpants. You felt her eyes boring into you as you folded up your robe and placed it at the end of her bed. 

“Yeah, but you know what else I’m good at?”

 Shuri stood up and slid into her bed, then grabbed her laptop to put on a movie for you to watch.

“What else are you good at, Shuri Udaku?” 

You followed her lead and crawled into bed with her like it was only natural. 

“Putting scientists to sleep. Now come under the blanket so I can cuddle you”

She held up one side and you scooted over until both of your legs were resting on top of hers. She put her around your shoulder and pressed play on the movie.

45 minutes in and you should have been asleep by then but you were way too hot under the blanket. Shuri had one hand drawing patterns on your shoulder and the other on your thigh.

This is totally normal friendly behaviour, you thought, she’s probably like this with all her friends

You and Shuri had cuddled countless times, but something about this felt different, the tension in the room was almost stifling. 

Shuri shifted her hand to play in the little coils at the nape at your neck. Barely audible over the movie, Shuri leaned down to whisper,

“Your hair smells incredible” 

Your heart started to hammer against your chest. You felt the tip of her nose brush your cheek, then the softest lips on the corner of your mouth.

Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit

“You know what? I think I’m just tired enough to fall asleep in my own bed. See ya, bye” 

you jumped out of the bed, grabbed your phone and bolted through the door.

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Although you didn’t want to admit it, you were avoiding Shuri big time. You started spending late nights at the library doing assignments because you know by the time you got back to your dorm Shuri would already be asleep. 

Even though you weren’t a morning person, you got up an extra 15 minutes early to avoid her in the morning. But it was getting to you, you missed your friend. You had to just rip off the bandaid and tell Shuri how you felt, even if you had to stutter your way through it.

It’s not that you didn’t want to tell her, you were just too shy. 

After you spilled the tea on the night of the sleepover to Taylor, she convinced you that if you weren’t gonna get it on with Shuri, you needed to move on before you caught more feelings. That’s how you found yourself in a cab full of your friends on the way to a house party near campus. 

You pulled up the massive house, then passed the countless people outside to head in with your girls and start drinking. You were itching to have a good night without the pressure of confessing your love to one of your closest friends. 

You threw back your third shot of the night, and felt yourself being tugged to the dancefloor by one of your friends as the DJ started playing Party Monster by the Weeknd.

Ooh, she mine, ooh girl, bump and grind

You closed your eyes and let music take over. A firm body pressed up behind you. The person's arms held your hips and they started to grind into you to the beat of the music. You threw your head back on their shoulder and got a whiff of a very familiar scent.

In your tipsy haze, your brain somehow registered that it was Shuri holding you and without a word you wiggled from her grasp and made a B-line for anywhere but there. But she was hot on your tail.

 You turned the corner into the kitchen thinking you’d escaped her but Shuri was quick. She reached her hands out and grabbed your waist then lifted you onto the counter so you had no choice but to face her. 

Shuri’s chest was heaving and her eyebrows pinched together. She looked big mad. 

Fuck me please.

She called your name.

“Hmm?” 

“What’s going on? You’re avoiding me. We haven’t spoken for a week and now I pull up to my friend’s party and you’re here throwing ass?” 

“I can do what I want to Shuri, you don’t own me” You rolled your eyes at her. Maybe it was the alcohol in your system but you were feeling extra bold. 

Shuri grabbed your jaw in her hand and forced you to look into her eyes.

“Oh so you’re fine pretending there’s nothing going on between us?”

“Shuri, I don’t know what-” she cut you off

“I don’t care if you wanna run away again after this but I have to say it. I want you, okay? I want you all to myself. I care about you more than you even know and if I can’t have you the way I need you then I don’t think we can continue to be just friends. Cause nobody else out there deserves you. You understand me?”

You can only nod, the mere shock of what she just confessed has left your head completely blank.

Shuri used her grip on your jaw to pull you closer until you could feel her breath on your lips.

She pressed her lips softly against yours and you forgot how to breathe. Warmth erupted in your chest and you grabbed the front of her shirt to pull her closer between your legs. Before you could get what you really want though, she pulled away. You whined pathetically, but you didn’t even care to be embarrassed. 

“Take some time to think about it and when you’ve made your decision you know where to find me”

Shuri sweetly pecked each cheek then your forehead and left you sitting on the counter with your lips tingling and a pulsing between your legs.

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part 2 here

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not to be sappy on main but...

this video from letitia’s story just makes me long for a sweet, fluffy vacation letitia x reader or shuri x reader fic

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