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Obere Òké

Pairings: M'Baku x black!Reader Word Count: 2.4k words Kink: Cunnilingus Warnings: NSFW, oral (f!receving), praise, size kink, p in v, multiple orgasms, creampie... A/N: I'm like....really late, guys. But I managed to get this done early enough to post it today so I hope you enjoy. Also, in this fic, M'Baku speaks Igbo and the reader speaks Xhosa but they understand both languages. Thank you and happy reading!

You hold on tight to the furs and fabrics strewn across the bed, your back arches out and your dark skin stretches tight over your knuckles. You grind your hips against your husband's face as his strong hands keep you in place on top of him.

"F-Fuck," you stutter as his nose digs into your clit, his tongue licking inside of you as he works you toward another orgasm. You've already cum twice, but M'Baku is insistent. "M'Baku, my love, you feel so good," you moan, your thighs quivering around his head as you try to keep yourself controlled.

He hums deeply into you, and a shudder runs through your body at the sensation. "Bast," you moan.

M'Baku devours you, feeding off your moans like they are the essence of his being. His hands grip your flesh and his tongue delves inside of you like licking inside an ice cream cone.

You feel another release creeping in on you as he shifts to suck on your clit. His eyes are closed and he's enjoying you like a feast. Your hips jerk and the sparks of pleasure are felt in every limb. "Sithandwa sam," you moan as you grind your hips against his face. His tongue digs deeper inside of you as he licks up every drop of slick you give him. You're practically shaking as you cum, moaning his name and riding his face.

You feel his hands travel up your sides, taking hold of you before he's moving his big body and laying you on your back. He leans over you, his domineering stature only intimidating in the pleasurable way as he stares down at you with a deep smile.

You wrap your hands around his head and bring him down to kiss you, your lips melding together as you moan against his, which taste like you. "Nwunye mara mma," he breathes into you, kissing your neck.

You close your eyes and breathe as he treats you. "Are you,” a breath, “quite done with that yet?" you ask, sighing when he wraps his lips around your nipple.

With a light smack, he pulls away and looks up at your face. "Actually, no," he says, "I don’t think I’ve tasted enough yet."

He finishes licking your nipple before going back down on you, wrapping your thighs around his shoulders to hold you steady. He licks and sucks on your folds, tasting your arousal and making himself messy with you. His beard scratches your thighs in the best way, and your hips jerk when he suckles around your clit.

His tongue thrusts as deeply inside of you as he can manage. And it's not like he can't use his fingers to fill the space his tongue can't reach. He just refuses to. He'd told you that he could make you cum with only his mouth, and he was right. He was continuing to be right; not that you had challenged him in the first place…

His hands caressed your thighs, addicted to the doughy feeling of them around his head. You're still grinding up against his face, chasing the feeling of his tongue on you.

He lifted your thighs, pulling away from you for just a moment to say, "Hold these for me, ihunanya."

You hold your thighs, wrapping your arms around them like he'd directed so you're open and on perfect display for him. He hums appreciatively, staring at your cunt with his dark gaze and licking his bottom lip between his teeth.

He sets his hands on the underside of your thighs and digs in again, licking you with his hot tongue and then licking into you when you moan deliciously.

He grinds his hips into the bed. He’s had you spread out over the bed for over half an hour, kissing you and tasting you and making you cum. His hands haven’t left you once to deal with himself, and he won’t let you do it for him. In fact, he grips you tighter to pull you in closer. He can never get enough of you.

You whisper his name again like a prayer, the usually pale light now golden with the morning hours. As M’Baku glances at you for a moment, his breath becomes shallow at the sight to behold. You’re beautiful, with smooth, dark skin made richer by the golden light. You shudder, both from his lips on your clit and the warm glow of the Sun through the chilly air of the Jabari Mountains.

His tongue plunges inside of you, addicted to your sweet taste. Your head spins as the mind-numbing pleasure continues to conquer you. As his relentless tongue and his relentless lips carried on, you could feel yourself building toward another release.

You moan his name when you cum for the fourth time, your poor clit throbbing and sore but so ready to accept more of him at a moment’s notice. Your back arches off the bed, and he pushes you back down with his hands on the backs of your thighs.

He licks you through your orgasm, pulling away and feeling your body trembling in his grasp. “Oh, look at you, obere òké,” he coos. “You should see yourself shake.” He strokes his large hands along your sides, letting your legs down so he can kiss you properly.

His lips slot against yours, and you sigh at the feeling of his teeth tugging on your bottom lip. You wrap your arms around his neck to bring him in closer, and he catches you by surprise when he pushes a thick finger between your folds, as deep as he can get it inside of you. You clench around it, breaking the kiss to moan as he curls his finger inside of you and huffs.

“Yes, this will do just fine,” he mutters, feeling how drenched you are as your dripping cunt sucks his finger in. He pulls it out of you, pressing it at your lips as you part them to taste yourself. He smiles and watches as you do it. “Such a beauty, you are,” he chuckles. “My beautiful woman.”

He pulls his hand from you, nudging your chin with his knuckles. “Now let me give you what you really want,” he says. “I know you have been waiting for me, haven’t you?”

You nod. “Of course. You make it hard to resist, myeni wam.”

He smiles, chuckling deeply as he spreads your legs wider, taking a look at your pussy as he does it. He groans deeply at the sight, shaking his head gently. “Glory to Hanuman,” he mutters, earning an eye roll from you as you chuckle.

“Are you going to fuck me, gorilla man, or are you going to sit there and stare at me while you praise your gods, eh?” you raise a brow.

He lightly smacks your thigh as he takes his cock in his hand, thick and hard. “You’ve still got quite the mouth for someone who will not be walking today.”

You laugh. “Likewise.”

He kisses his teeth, muttering under his breath at you. Rolling your eyes, you press your hand to his chest and actually have to push in order for him to get the hint that you’re trying to move him. If he wanted, you wouldn’t have been able to move him an inch, hovering over you like a beast. Your beast.

You guide him to lay on his back once more, sitting on top of him as you straddle his body. He’s so big, you look tiny in comparison to him. But, to be fair, you are tiny in comparison to him. His hands fall on your thighs as he looks up appreciatively at you.

“You’re taking too long,” you smile, lifting your hips and taking his cock in your own hand. You position him at your weeping hole, his tip nudging at your pussy as you slowly sink down onto him. You’re so wet, he slips inside with ease as he stretches you out around his cock. You close your eyes and moan, easing your head back as you roll your hips slowly.

M’Baku’s eyes flutter shut as well, a deep grunt sitting in his chest as he feels you take him into your cunt, warm and tight and so wet. He curses under his breath, caressing your skin without guiding your hips.

You begin to build a steady pace just grinding on top of him, circling your hips as you put your hands behind your head. M'Baku watches you, takes in the sight of you feeling yourself, your cunt sucking him in. He thinks you're beautiful.

"Look at yourself, obere òké. Such a small thing taking me all in." He lays his head back against the furs and groans deeply.

You urge your hips back and forth, feeling his cock so deep within you. "You always stretch me so wide," you moan, your words broken with lust. "Fuck, M'Baku, you feel so good inside me."

You set your hands on his shoulders, holding on top as you begin to lift yourself slowly off of him. When you've got him just to the tip, you drop back down on top of him with a loud moan. You throw your head back, gasping for breath at the feeling of the wonderful stretch, the throbbing of his cock, his hands tightening around your hips, your clit pulsing.

You do it again, and again, building another rhythm as the sound of your slick sticking to his body and yours creates a loud smack of wet skin on skin. Your pace is quick, your body moving in a perfect dance that lets his cock fill you with each move. He thrusts up into you, his hands moving from your hips to your ass, groping you and squeezing the supple flesh like he's going to rip you apart. His hands smack your ass, feeling the ripple of the flesh with a grunt.

"Just like that, my queen," he breathes. "Take it all."

Your moans have climbed higher, loud whimpers, almost squeaks, that tear from your throat with each pound of his cock inside of you. Your hands fall to M'Baku's neck, stroking your thumbs along the thick column of it. Another whimper makes your limbs weak and your arms almost give out as you stare into his eyes, dark with lust but just as brown and just as beautiful as anything you've ever seen. Some of the light that pours in shines across his face. He squints his eyes just a little, and you smile at the deep pools of honey reflecting back at you. You bend down to kiss him, your bodies pressed flush together as you continue to thrust your hips against his.

It's not until his thumb has begun rubbing your clit that you pull back again, moaning at the feeling of your aching clit being touched again. You're going to burst, your bodies smacking together again in a desperate search for another mind-numbing release. He watches your breasts bounce with every move.

You clench around his thick cock, looking down to watch your cunt take him in with each fall of your hips to his. He's doing the same, enjoying the show from his perfect view. "I can tell you are close," he grunts. "Are you going to cum for your king, woman?"

You nod, grasping his shoulders tight. "Yes," you sigh, rolling your hips a little harder. "Yes, I'm going to cum for you."

He grasps your hip tight with his free hand, helping you keep up with him as his thumb continues to circle your clit. "Good girl," he says. "Keep squeezing me like that." He's starting to get close, too. How could he not? With how tight you are, how wet you are, how well you moan for him and fuck yourself on top of him.

You're so small compared to him, and everything about him is just so big. His hands, his thighs, his cock. He dwarves you, and he knows how much you enjoy it as you continue to seek out your high on top of him.

"I should put you up there more often. You are so cute, fucking yourself on me like that." He grunts as you slam yourself down on him once, picking up your weight again to keep going. "Fuck."

"I'm so close," you gasp, squeezing his cock.

He keeps at your clit, feeling how your walls flutter around him. "Cum for me, nwunye mara mma," he commands. "Cum for your king."

Your mouth falls open as loud, breathy moans leave you. You can't keep up the steady pace as your release hits you, spreading along your spine and branching out to your weakening limbs. It feels magnificent, the way he helps you through your orgasm with his circling thumb and his thrusting hips. You clench around him, though it's hard to control it with the way your pussy flutters. "M'Baku, myeni wam!" you cry out, rolling your hips on top of him once more. "Ewe, uziva umangalisa!"

M'Baku's body tenses when he cums. He grasps your hips tighter and pulls you down on top of him, thrusting his cock as deep as he'll go and groaning roughly. It's almost a growl of a sound as he spills inside of you, the warmth spreading in your belly as you milk his cock, taking every drop as you do it.

Your back arches as you ride your high before ultimately falling limp as the waves of pleasure die down to a gentle ripple. You lay on his chest, catching your breath as you close your eyes. You wrap your arms around his neck, your thumbs stroking his skin as you sigh deeply. He's still so deep inside of you, so hot and so filling.

"Kedu ka ị mere, ihunanya m?" he asks gently, his large hand stroking your back and keeping you warm as the winter air begins to set around you again.

"Emangalisayo," you sigh.

"Good." He cups your cheek to encourage you to look at him.

You lift your head, moving your hands to cup his own face. "I have to tell you something."

He smiles gently, "Hm?"

You kisses you deeply, his tongue licking your bottom lip. As you part from his lips, you hum. "Ndiyakuthanda."

He chuckles, bringing you in to kiss you again. "A hụrụ m gị n'anya," he says, his voice barely above a whisper but still so deep as it vibrates in his chest and into yours.

You melt against him, his hot body warming your own. "Well," you smile. "Glory to Bast."

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Like ice

Dom! Fem x m’baku x t’challa

Consists: size kink/belly bulge/ throat bulge/daddy&mommy kink/ foreplay/anal kink/breeding kink/ pain kink/ rough play/ degrading kink/overstimulation/ and cum kink (just when a person is covered in loads of cum I can’t think of the name of the kink😭)

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M’baku and t’challa have been discussing their plan to get their girl to literally take control of both of them, yea both! Even M’baku this was his idea first, knowing M’baku intimidating nature he IS dominant, t’challa he’s a mix of both, but to think M’baku would be submissive with his girl is kinda wow. During the day both the men were very busy, of course due to them both being king’s they are working, she was left to do her own thing but the thing is she had nothing to do, she was completely bored.

She groans laying in her bed tossing and turning and flipping, she looks at the time and she only had two hours left till her boys come home. She was so anxious and ready for them to come home to her, by the time it came it’s been two hours after and she was irritated, where were they?! She taps her kimoyo beads calling M’baku but he didn’t answer nor did t’challa and there what pisses her off is when they don’t answer. Once she walks down the steps she hears a deep chuckle coming from the hallway “oh my little snowflake,” M’baku said, “M’baku where have you been?! I’ve been waiting for you both-" she stops when t’challa walks out the darkness as well with a smirk on his face, something told her it was a set up, “you’ve been waiting hm?” He spoke “yes I have! You’re both late!” She scolds but their smirk never left their face.

“Well… maybe our beautiful babygirl can give us a good punishment for being late,”t’challa said, her eyes go wide looking at both of you, “w-what are you talking about?” She asks, “oh you know exaactly what we’re talking about,” M’baku smirked walking up to her taunting her, her breath bitches which is something he always does to her, “we want our babygirl to take control, hmph… it seems this is the right occasion for it,” t’challa spoke leaning into her neck.

“You want me to take control?” She asks.

They both nodded, “we do what mommy says eh?” M’baku asked t’challa he chuckles nodding “mhm” she quirks a brow feeling a smirk come up on her face as the confidence rises, “hmph what should I do with the both of you?” She tilts her head, M’baku grabs her waist kissing her neck but she pushes him away a little “you don’t get to touch me, boys who are late don’t deserve it,” she said, she glances at the stairs “bedroom” she said and they waisted no time with that heading straight up to the bedroom. Once they got up into the bedroom she smirks “clothes off” she demanded, they begin stripping of their clothing, staring deeply at her, their hard erects got her attention boy did she love it, their size makes her legs shrivel everytime.

“Why do you insist on being late hm? I would love to hear this,” she spoke kissing along M’baku’s chest, “a last meeting popped up, we couldn’t miss it,” t’challa said “but couldn’t answer my call hm what a shame,” she grabs t’challa hard dick making him walk closer to her, she strokes his erect making hum from the feeling, his eyes close as he leans his head back, she didn’t want to leave M’baku out on the phone “strip me of my clothes M’baku,” she tells him, he waisted no time taking off her close he rips her favorite panties off making her suck her teeth slaps his arm “that was my favorite,” she said “I can but you a hundred more,” he said.

I continue to stroke t’challa, while nibbling at m’baku’s lips, he grunts needy as he kisses her lustfully she kisses back, stroking t’challa faster “ohhh mommy-ughh” t’challa grunts, she pulls away dropping down to her knees, she flicks her tongue on M’baku’s tip staring up at him, “oh baby” he mumbles, she brings both of them closer to her face flicking her tongue in the middle so the sides of her tongue touches the their tips, she takes m’baku’s dick first swallowing him whole, did i forget to mention she barley has a gag reflex, she moans deep throating him leaving him on cloud nine.

He grunted grabbing her hair guiding her to go faster till she slaps his hand away, giving him that warning glare he pouted but that pout turned into a moan soon after. T’challa’s hips thrusted eagerly wanting his turn, she pulls away with ‘pop’ looking into t’challa’s dark eyes “you want your turn baby boy hm?” He nodded immediately “yes mommy,ughhh” he groans she plays with his tip,”lays your ass on the bed,” she said to m’baku she stood up as m’baku lays on the bed, staring at her ass he begins stroking himself to relief some of the tension ins his body, “Aht aht i didn’t say you can stroke yourself,” she said he grunted knowing it irked his nerve, she chuckles “is that attitude I hear?” He huffs “no mommy,” he says, she walks around the bed crawling over to him till her pussy was right in front of him, as he goes to pick she pulls up “you don’t get to eat yet, since you wanna have a attitude,” she said, she grabs t’challa’s waist pulling him closer to give him head, meanwhile m’baku’s member keeps poking at her chest, “please let me eat… fuck” he grunted, “you wannna eat it?” She looks back “mhmm,” she then goes to sit on his face and boy that man went to town devouring her.

“Ouuu fuck yess-eat this pussy baby mmm” She moans rolling her hips as his tongue swirls around clit. She’s stares up at T’challa with a smirk, “mommy please touch me,” he pleaded, his needy eyes said it, she moans taking him in her mouth, she swirls her tongue engulfing his girth in tight throat, he leans his head back moaning the vibrations from her moaning because of m’baku made him almost cum, “mmm fuck yesss… awww-bast!” She squealed m’baku slaps her ass squeezing it. “I’m bout to cum baku, mmm-you betta make me cum,” she whimpered, he pulled her down farther sucking and licking till she cummed on his tongue, she moans and moves out the way “since t’challa didn’t get nun he goes first, go sit down and be a good boy and stroke yourself,” she said.

He did as told sitting down with big thigh spread apart, stroking his big member t’challa pushes me down smacking my ass “hmm, this dom you is not so bad, it’s intriguing,” he smirks “you both told me to take control, shouldn’t be expecting anything less,” she said confidently “ohh this dominant her is torturing, mmm how I want to demolish that pussy you got,” M’baku spoke, she gasps when t’challa’s member slides in thanks to her wetness. “Oh fuck daddy! Mmm yes fuck me goood,” she moans, his hip thrusts hard with no remorse, he wanted her to feel every single bit of him, he grabs her neck pulling her upwards. “Babyyy fuck-you feel so good in my pussy-yesss!” She yells, she stares at m’baku stroking himself even faster, “daddy! I know you wanna cum, come here,” she moans m’baku stood up stroking faster as his grunts get louder and harder, “yess yes yess!” She yelled she opens her mouth for him allowing his seed to spill in to her mouth he pulls away a little to let his cum spill over he face, he bites down on his lip looking down at her cum covered face, “ohhh-t’challa! Please I’m gonna cum,” that man went faster catching her off guard, “look at you taking his dick, I wonder if you can take two,” m’baku smirked mischievously, he stands up fully as t’challa pulls out.

She whines as she looks back at him they switched sides and this t’challa got on the bed and brought her on top of him, M’baku’s thumb rubs circles around her right hole making her whimper, “uhhhnnn stop teasing me baku” she whines, t’challa grips her cheeks spreading them wide for m’baku, m’baku grabs the lub lubricating his dick before aligning himself to go inside, but he teased by poking at her “baku” she said looking back at him wanting him to stop.

He chuckles slowly going in her, she let outs mute gasp feeling his thick member stretch her all the way out right after t’challa stretched her pussy out, she couldn’t get nothing out but broken whimpers, “ughhh! FUCK!” M’baku grunted he slaps her “you’re doing to good my love.. look at you, taking our dicks like a good girl,” t’challa gives her kisses, tears fill her eyes when both of them started fucking her st the same flow, the pleasure and high she was feeling was over the top. Her eyes went back, mind going into a daze when the pleasure reaches her limit she screamed clenching t’challa’s arm and the covers “I can take it I caannnt! Fuck y’all are so big-uhhhh!” She ends up creaming leaving t’challa grunting sucking on her neck “you are taking us so good mami, being s good fucking slut” M’baku slaps her as hard, M’baku grunts said he filled her up with his seed.

His thigh twitch as her overcome his high, t’challa was still going, she felt like she was going to pass out at any second the way they had her overstimulated, “please cum-p-please please!” She begs and that’s what he did, he deeply kisses her while m’baku planted love bites on her skin, “I…I can’t feel my pussy,” she stutters out of breath “nor my ass fuck” M’baku chuckles, t’challa pulls out “I think it’s time we have our futures royalties to our heir come,” he said, “I’m not on the pill so you getting what you wish for,” t’challa smirk standing up holding me up.

“I won’t be able to even stand up no more,” she mumbled. “M’baku can carry you around,” t’challa said while m’baku snickers as he pecks her lips.

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I guess nobody writes about Mbaku no more ..

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M’baku: I am a bit of an expert at identifying birds.

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M’baku: Yeah, they're all birds.

Attuma: Wow…

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Royal Love +epilogue 👑❤️

Summary: M'baku is a 19 year old prince who will soon take the throne of jabariland. His father has arranged a marriage for him as it has been a tradition for years but, Mbaku is not happy. One day he meets a stunning girl named y/n and his life changes in the blink of an eye.

Mbaku Pov🤎:

I was awakened by the voice of my two guards Amina and Imani. "My prince, wake up. We have very important things scheduled for today." Amina said. "I've already sent for your breakfast to be prepared. It should be done by the time you finish getting ready." Imani added. "Thank you Amina and Imani." I thanked them. They nodded in response. They left my room so that I could get ready. I brushed my teeth, washed my face, took a shower and got dressed in my royal attire for today. I've just turned 19 only two weeks ago and my father is already hassling me about an arranged marriage. I wish to find my own wife but no matter how many times I bring it up he doesn't listen. I made my way downstairs and ate breakfast with my parents. "Mbaku I've found a wife for you. Her name is princess Sarai from the merchant tribe." my dad told me happily. *here we go again* I thought. "Father I've already told you. I'm not marrying her." I said annoyed. "It's tradition. You're about to become king, no? You can't become king without a wife. "IM NOT MARRYING HER!" I yelled. I'm so angry at my father all he seems to care about is the throne and to him, anything outside of that is irrelevant. "Ay you dare to speak to your father this way eh? The marriage is happening in three days end of discussion." My father spat.

When nightfall came I packed all of my things and brought along food and weapons. I planned to run away from the palace. *i can't be forced to marry someone if I'm not here* I thought.

*timeskip for 1 hour*

By now, I was long gone from my kingdom leaving behind my family, tribe, and the throne. I needed to make a point to my father that he can't control me. I'm 19 I should have the right to make MY own decisions especially when it comes to marriage. It was nightfall when I saw a girl walking through the village. Her s/c( skin color) glistened in the moonlight. Her long locs of hair touched all the way to the middle of her back. "Can I help you?" She asked knocking me out of my trance. "Y-yeah. Can you tell me where I am? I've come from jabariland." I asked her. "Sure. You're in the mahi village which is not too far from the molwheni clan" the mystery girl replied. ( A/N: not sure if that's real it's the first thing I thought of 💀). "Do you have anywhere to stay?" She added. "No. Can you tell me the directions to a place?" I asked. I didn't want to trouble her but I also needed somewhere to stay. "Come." The girl replied while offering her hand. I took it and she led us to a large hut house near a waterfall. "This is my house. If you wish, You may stay here for however long you need. I don't want you going off by yourself this late at night." The girl told me. "Thank you. My name is Mbaku. What's yours?" I asked her. "My name is y/n nice to meet you." Y/n replied. "Nice to meet you as well" I told her. We were getting to know each other and I explained why I'd come here.

Y/n pov✨: i normally don't let people stay with me but Mbaku seems nice and I didn't want him out this late at night. When it gets late it's very dangerous and I wouldn't want him to get hurt. We talked for a little and I learned that he was a prince. We talked and eventually fell asleep.

*timeskip to one week*

Mbaku has been staying here with me for a week now and I enjoy his company. I've always lived alone and it was nice to have someone to talk and spend time with. Unfortunately, he is leaving to go back with his kingdom. I have developed strong feelings for him but I feel its way too early for a relationship at the moment. I helped mbaku pack his things and got ready to walk him out. "Y/n Wait i have to talk to you before I go" he spoke. "I'm listening" I told him. "It's only been a week but it feels like I've known you forever. I have strong feelings for you and you're the only person who has made me feel this much happiness in a long time. Would you like to come back to jabariland with me?" Mbaku spoke. I thought about it for a second while taking everything in. "Yes I'd love to come with you under one condition" I responded. He looked up at me to let me know he was listening. "Can we get to know each other more before any relationship between us? I don't want us to move too fast." I added. "Yes princess anything for you. I need a wife to become king but that is the least of my concern right now. I genuinely want to be with you and Im willing to wait however long it takes until you're ready." Mbaku replied. The both of started to walk back to jabariland as we held hands and talked.

Mbaku Pov🤎:

*Timeskip*

By now y/n and I had made it back to jabariland. She suggested that we both share a room due to her not being familiar with the palace (a/n: y/n didn't want to be by herself) and of course I agreed. While y/n was preparing for bed I went to go speak with my mother. I didn't even want to look at my father let alone speak to him. When it came to marriage and things in general, my mother has always been more understanding than my father. When we talked, I explained to her where I went, why I left, and the reason I didn't want to marry princess Sarai. She understood where I was coming from and she agreed to talk to my father about it. I made my way back to me and y/n's room where I found her already asleep. I took a shower, brushed my teeth and face, and changed into my sleepwear. Afterwards, I got in the bed and snuggled close to y/n and dozed off to sleep.

A/n: i don't feel like putting a bunch of different pov's and time skips and I also didn't wanna leave y'all on a cliffhanger so i wrote a epilogue😭

Epilogue: y/n and mbaku dated for about 2 years and 6 months before they got married. M'baku's mom talked to his dad and after some time he agreed to call off the planned wedding for princess Saraí and mbaku. Instead, mbaku and y:n got married and a bunch of gifts were given to them by the people of their tribe. They received clothes, jewelry, etc. about 6 months after their wedding y/n discovered that she was pregnant. She had birthed one girl and one boy. Mbaku and y/n named them g/n and b/n( girl name and boy name. it can be any name you want btw). Y/n and mbaku both ruled as king and queen until their son b/n became old enough to inherit the throne. Their daughter was next in line but she had chosen to be a warrior instead of a ruler.

A/n: thats it for this imagine but the next one will be about tchalla since I haven't done anything about him yet so stay tuned! Hopefully you enjoyed this imagine and let me know what you would like to see more of, comments, etc.

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[wint3r-h3art]

what I wouldn’t do for a namor x attuma x mbaku moment 😵‍💫 and I don’t even need a break! just put a bottle of Gatorade with a swirly straw in front of me and I’m good 😌

The paint better peel off the wall. The windows better get all fogged up. Clean up crew better haul ass to sanitize the room because we about to be nasty

I’d better be like this once they’re done, or i want a refund

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[hurricanehellmonger]

Shamelessly looking for the filthiest stories I can find

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[shurishoe]

|•|Trusted You?|•|

Pt 3

|•|In the future|•|

Hours had passed since the ordeal, Shuri and Riri were allowed inside but no where around you. You wanted to talk to them but that pain in your chest wouldn’t let you, your mind was running. You couldn’t think properly, tears welling in your eyes as you cried into your blankets.

Riri heard your cries from the room her and Shuri were in, instinctively she got up and follows the sound of your cures but was met with a locked door. Placing her back against the door she leaned against it and laid her head back “Y/n?” She called out to you, you didn’t care anymore. You needed her, moving yourself to the door you hesitantly responded “Riri? Is that you?” You mumbled, your voice sounded hurt but also sweet as honey. “Yes, Sthandwa. I’m here” she reassured “Your Xhosa is getting better” you said with a dry chuckle following your words “Shuri’s been teaching me” Riri responded as a smile found its way to her face “Look, y/n. I’m sorry” she mumbled, you paused your movements as your breath hitched. “You don’t have to respond, but I’m sorry. Sorry for betraying your trust, I’m sorry for hurting you, I’m sorry for not paying attention to you, I’m sorry for cheating on you. I’m not asking for another chance, I’m asking you to forgive me” she said as you sighed, reaching up you unlocked the door and pulled it open. You were met with Riri’s honey brown eyes, a small smile crept onto your face as you nodded slightly. “I forgive you” you whispered causing a smile to grow on her face.

Shuri was still in the empty room, corridors quiet, everything was quiet. What she did hear was you and Riri’s conversation, she had managed to get a little closer without either of you noticing but suddenly she just walked up to both of you. When she looked at you your eyes locked, hers filled with pain and hurt while yours were filled with vengeance and Regret. “Say goodbye to y/n” Shuri hissed and Riri nodded offering you a hug to which you accepted. “Bye Sthandwa” Riri whispered before turning and walking away leaving you and Shuri standing there. “I’m gonna miss you usana” she said making you smile slightly “One day, I’ll love you again just as much as I once did” you said looking at her, her eyes softened. She understood “One day, I’ll make you my wife again. And I’m so so sorry for everything I’ve done y/n” Shuri said before nodding. You looked at her for a moment before pulling her into a hug “I love you Shuri” you whispered and she smiled “I love you too y/n” she said as she hugged you back. When you pulled away from her she looked at you with her beautiful eyes “In the future Usana” she smiled before walking outside, getting onto the Royal talon you watched them depart from the Jabari lands.

A loud chuckle came from behind you making you spin around only to be met with M’Baku who pulled you into a hug and smiled “I’m proud of you, you handled it like a adult would” M’Baku said as he let go of you “I am a adult, I’ve matured Baku. I promise” you giggled as he rolled his eyes “My baby sister is getting all big on me!” He faked a cry making you laugh some more “My big brother is a baby” you said as you looked up at him. “I’m proud of you y/n” he nodded and so did you. “Thank you Baku” you whispered before both of you departed to your room.

@ziayamikaelson

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[namorslutfanfiction]

Chapter 3 to the M'baku/Reader/Namor love triangle aka Friends to Enemies to Lovers.

Part One Part Two

Summary: Wedded life is treating you well. Wakanda is in turmoil. And you're given an ultimatum

Smut, angst, violence.

"Rest, in reina, it has been an eventful day," Namor said to you once you entered your room in the caverns of Talokan. You were confused that he had not brought you to the shared room that he had made up for after the wedding. The one he had so excitedly told you that he was looking forward to sharing with you.

"In ajawo, where are you going?" You asked as Namor turned his back on you. He hesitated then addressed you.

"What happened at the wedding was a show of my devotion to you and this union, but it was also violent and cruel. You were not here during the battle between out countries and this is the first time you have witnessed the worst of me. I do not regret the decision but I know that you need time to process," Namor stayed near the door as he spoke. You stepped closer to him, listening to what he said. "I only wanted today to be full of happiness. I am sorry that I wasn't aware of the treason that was rippling through my people."

He looked guilty and it broke your heart. You reached for him, pulling him into your arms, "In ajawo, I understand what you did. They tried to kill me. To be honest, I was waiting for the day I would finally witness the Namor that attacked Wakanda. I couldn't imagine the Namor I know doing that. But I have seen it now and it is not anything I didn't expect. If anything, I was more surprised that Baku agreed with you. I won't say anything about the sacrifice. It is a lesser used aspect of your culture?"

Namor nodded, pulling away slightly to meet your gaze, "There were stories passed down through the shamans but, until today, we had never considered using it. But in my rage, my fear for you, I turned to the old ways."

"You did it for me, for us. I cannot and will not hold that against you. The gentle Namor who took me in and the ruthless one who killed to protect me are both parts of you. I want all of you, Namor," You kissed the corned of his lips.

"I was worried that you would fear me. Or hate me," His eyes shut in relief.

"You would never direct your ruthlessness at me, my king, and that is all I need to know. I told you I trust you. That hasn't changed," You reassured him, then took his hand. "Will you take me to our shared room now? I don't want to end this day without you next to me."

The soft smile that graced his face brought forth another wave of affection. This wasn't love yet, but it was close and that was all you needed to follow him where ever he led you. It occurred to you then, that if the wedding had been with Baku you would have hidden yourself, avoiding the wedding night like it was a plague. But with Namor you wanted to share that night with him. You weren't sure whether it was your growing affection or that you wanted to wash away his insecurities. Yes, the king had insecurities, you saw them in the way he pulled away from you after the ceremony and you were determined to show him they were unfounded. To truly become bound to him tonight, remind him you chose him, and that you both were determined to make the best of this unplanned union.

The room he brought you to was deeper in the caves, larger, and decorated with more warmth than the rest of the Talokanil caverns. The bed was like a large nest of blankets and pillows. The room was lit, like the rest of the caves, with numerous glow worms that hung from the ceiling. Namor went around lighting candles to warm up the space.

"You should clean up and rest, in reina," Namor said as he approached a large polished slab of obsidian that leant against the wall, serving as a mirror. You approached him slowly as he began unclasping his shin guards and arm guards. You met his gaze as you helped him remove his pauldrons and necklaces. When he was left in just his cloth cape, his jewelry and adornments sitting on a counter, you took his hands and guided them to help you remove your own.

His eyes did not meet yours a he removed hair pins and braids, necklaces and rings, except your newly placed wedding ring. Namor knelt before you and took your foot, methodically untying and slipping off your sandals. When he stood before you you cupped his cheek, relishing in how he leant into your touch. Now that you had both shed the jewelry and markers of your status, you were just a man and woman, wife and husband, on your wedding night.

"Show me how much you'll love me K'uk'ulkan and I will show you the same," You whispered as you pressed up close to him. His eyes grew darker with the realization of what you were asking him. He held your gaze, asking for your permission. When you nodded Namor leant forward and captured your lips in a passionate kiss.

It was all consuming and held none of the tentative nature of the past week. He pulled you firmly against him, his tongue meeting your own, pulling moans from you in a way that you had never experienced before. When you finally had to come up for air he tilted his forehead against your own. Both of you were panting from the passion of it. You had worried for a moment that any intimacy with the king would trigger you, but now a giddy smile spread across your face.

"If you had kissed me like that before I might have married you the day we went to the council," You teased, pulling back to gaze at Namor, arms slipping down his chest. With a smooth movement you unclasped his cape and pushed it off his shoulders. He stood before you now, golden and naked except for the shorts that didn't hide anything now that he had truly had a taste of you.

Namor let out a full laugh at your teasing and as usual was not at all concerned with his physical nakedness. He grabbed at your skirt in an attempt to help you out of it but you skipped away from his grasp and dove into the nest of bedclothes and pillows. You couldn't help but laugh out loud as Namor followed you into the bed and tickled your sides. You both laughed and wrestled until you were out of breath laying next to each other, staring fondly into each others eyes.

"You are beautiful, in reina," Namor whispered as he turned onto his side and leant his head on his hand. His other hand reached over to your shoulder closest to him. Gently, he pulled your short dress sleeve off your shoulder and began kissing your skin slowly and sensually. You allowed yourself to sink into the soft feeling of his lips on your skin. It wasn't until Namor moved so that he was nearly on top of you, kissing your neck that you began having flash backs.

You knew this wasn't the same, you knew that this was Namor, your husband and not M'baku. But your breathing came faster, and you couldn't stop yourself from shoving Namor off you. He did not protest but instead sat up and away, his hands up in an appeasing stance, "In yakunaj, I'm sorry, I was moving too fast."

You fought back the sob that was tearing its way up your throat. Namor didn't deserve this, "Don't be sorry. It's not your fault. I know it's not the same but I just got lost. I'm sorry, Namor."

You buried your head in your hands, shoulders weighed down in defeat. But the hesitant touch of his hand on your shoulder made you look up. He wasn't angry or even annoyed. His gaze was soft as he gestured for you to come into his arms. The King pulled you practically on top of him in a warm embrace. You clung to him, listening to his heart beat while your own finally slowed down.

"Do not be sorry, in yakunaj, it has not been long since it happened," Namor kissed your temple, "Let us sleep for now."

You nodded against his chest and inhaled deeply. His scent surrounded you, masculine and clean and fresh. The feel of his strong muscles gently holding you to him did not scare you but instead made you feel secure. In your mind you shook off the memories of that fateful night.

...

You don't know what woke you but you found yourself laying next to Namor, staring up at the ceiling and constellations of glow worms. He was tucked into your side with a leg slung over your own. HIs body radiated heat that among the bedding and pillows was making you uncomfortably warm. Without waking him, you managed to shimmy out of your loose dress leaving you in your underwear and a thin tank top.

You sat and looked down at the King, relaxed, sprawled out and sleeping peacefully. It was strange to be here next to him already feeling your affection growing rapidly while also remembering how easily he had taken a life. But a part of you was also angry at the woman for ruining your day. You had been happy, you had fully accepted what was happening and seeing the good in it and her vitriol had marred the celebration. A part of you heard her words, her apprehensions and knew that there was some truth there. It did not escape you that becoming queen to a country you could not even spend more than hour in without a special suit was preposterous. And years of Namor and his people hating the surface world and those who dwelled there made the coupling almost hypocritical. But she was gone, and hopefully with her the rest of the naysayers. She had succeeded however in implanting the feeling of foreboding in the people of both countries.

Everyone had been a bit apprehensive, less exuberant, even as the reception and party continued. How could you blame them when someone had been essentially put to death for treason. M'baku had been sure to defend the act a second time and call for celebrations. But you knew that it would not only be Talokanil that whispered of how ill paired you were with the King. Now that he had shown his cruelty once more you did not doubt that the people of Wakanda would be worried about the alliance.

Your eyes focused on the King who mumbled your name in his sleep and unconsciously grasped at the bedclothes for you. Your heart clenched at how much he had already engrained you into his life that he could tell you weren't next to him. You moved slowly to not disturb him and lay by his side, arm slung across his waist, your leg over his, and your lips to his neck.

When you inhaled the scent of him and felt your skin on his, you knew that you wanted him. His arm pulled you closer and he mumbled again, turning away from you. The supple skin of the King's neck was open to you. You scooted up a little so that you could trace your finger along the edge of his pointed ears and down his neck. Namor shifted slightly but did not wake. You did it again and he hummed to himself. Once more and he pulled you closer with a soft moan.

The desire to tease him took over. You braced your hand on his chest and leaned up. You ran the tip of your tongue along the edge of his pointed ear, then trailed it down, laving at the skin right below his lobe. He moaned in his sleep as you began to nip and suck on his neck. You suckled firmly on his pulse point, wanting to mark him.

You caressed his bare chest, experimentally circling his flat nipples with the tips of your fingers. You peppered kisses from his neck down to his chest then back up to his jaw. You giggled to yourself at the contented sighs that emitted from the still slumbering king. You wondered if he was dreaming. You continued to taste his skin when you noticed that his shorts were tented. The heat pooled between your legs at the sight of it.

You leaned back up towards the King's face and held his chin as you kissed his lips softly. Then again and again until Namor finally reciprocated and deepened the kiss, now awake. As you kissed slowly and built up the passion, you moved your body on top of him, your arms holding you up on either side of his head. His hands were at your waist and you could feel his hard on against your stomach.

Namor pulled away and looked up at you, "In reina, while I do enjoy being woken up like this I worry that you haven't been sleeping."

"I slept, in ajawo, and I woke up to find myself in bed with a very handsome king that I wanted to have my way with," You replied between kisses to every part of his face you could reach. He chuckled at your teasing.

Namor allowed for one more deep kiss before he palmed your cheek and asked for you to wait. "We don't have to do this if you aren't ready. I am in no rush if you are uncomfortable."

"I think I'll be fine as long as you stay down there and I stay up here," You smirked at him as you sat up and straddled his waist. He let out a gasp as you rolled your hips against his, brushing your clothed center along the length of his bulge.

You continued to rock your hips you guided Namor's hands beneath your top to cup your breasts. When he rolled your pebbled nipples between his fingers you grinded more firmly. You both moaned breathily as he helped you out of your shirt. Namor sat up and pulled your chest flush to his as he captured your lips.

His hunger was apparent now. The way he nipped at your lips and thrust his tongue into your mouth was making wetness flood between your legs. When he took one of your nipples into his mouth you threw your head back in ecstasy.

"You sound so beautiful, in reina. Hearing you let go while I bring you pleasure. This is how I will love you. This is how I will show you for as long as you let me," Namor whispered his devotions between kisses to your breasts, collar and neck. You cradled his head to your chest, nails trailing through his hair as you rocked against his lap.

"Let me touch you where you need it most, in yakunaj," Namor pleaded for permission and you replied with a strangled affirmation. When his hand slipped between your legs, shoved your underwear aside, and started teasing your clit you moaned his name. You could hear how wet you were from the sound of his fingers teasing your folds and then dipping into your pussy. "Will you love me like this too, my queen? Will you always be this wet for me?"

You mewled as he thrust his fingers into you. You had never felt this way with anyone. As if all your nerve endings were keyed in to every move he made. You were overwhelmed with him. You captured his lips in answer, thrusting your hips against his hand.

"You have all of me, Namor, K'uk'ulkan, in ajawo, in yakunaj," At the use of the epithet you had never said back to him, Namor met your gaze. The softness and affection and desire in his eyes took your breath away. You kissed him, pouring all your trust and care and love into the meeting of lips and tongue. You whispered, "Take me, my love."

Your hands squeezed between the two of you. You found his cock straining against his shorts which were damp from your grinding. You moved his hands and he helped you push his shorts down to release his throbbing cock. Namor laid down at the command of your hand on his chest. His hands found your hips and his eyes did not leave your own as you guided him to your arousal coated center.

You braced yourself with one hand on his chest as you slowly took him inside of you. The both of you gasped and groaned as you fully seated yourself on his hips. He pulled you down to kiss him as you tentatively started to move your hips. Kisses were interrupted by moans as he guided you and built a steady pace. You grappled at his shoulders as he thrust upward impossibly deeper.

You were cheek to cheek as you moved your hips to the rhythm he set, stealing kisses between gasps of pleasure. Nothing mattered now. You were in bed with your husband, taking pleasure and giving it. You admitted to the feelings of love that were bubbling up inside of you so quickly and unexpectedly. Namor, this mighty and cruel king, with eyes soft and touches adoring was yours and you were his.

"In ajawo, I'm close, please," You were nearly sobbing from the pleasure. Overwhelmed by the adoration and the look in his eyes when he pushed you to sit up.

"In reina, show me how you cum," His voice was rough with desire as he thrust into you, the angle making your clit rock against him. You gripped the hands on your hips and squeezed them as your orgasm crested. Namor did not stop his thrusting as you moaned and screamed with the intensity of your pleasure. The wetness between you slickened further as you leant back down to his chest.

Namor held you close as he continued thrusting. The stuttering of his hips was all you needed to know that he was soon going to fill you. You grabbed his face and said against his lips, "Make me yours, K'uk'ulkan. Give me your heir, my love."

Namor practically roared as he came. The heat of his seed inside of you and dripping out from where you were joined was oddly comforting as you both lay limp and satiated. You were both delirious, panting, and unwilling to move. Namor made to move you but you held fast.

He chuckled; deeply, tiredly, but happily. "My love, we should clean up and rest."

You looked up at him with your chin on his chest, "Do we have any plans for tomorrow?"

Namor was amused. He tilted his head in thought then replied, "Nothing urgent. Why?"

"Then we can stay this way and clean up in the morning. I would like to have a bath with my husband, but I would also like to lay here and languish in the evidence of our successful first night as husband and wife," You eyed him suggestively.

"So you have no plan of removing yourself from my cock?" Namor asked, grinding up gently, pulling a soft moan from your lips.

"Not yet. Who knows? Maybe we won't have to worry about an heir if one is sired tonight," You teased him.

"Do you really wish to carry a child?" Namor asked, running his hand up and down your arm in an absentminded caress.

"Isn't that what queens do?" You quipped, nuzzling into him.

"A queen is more than an incubator," Namor insisted.

"But it's expected," You replied, eyes growing heavy as a yawn escaped your mouth.

"I will have you again in the morning, even if you have already fallen with child," Namor said before he too yawned.

"I expect you to," You replied, drifting off to sleep. Namor had no other response as he also fell asleep, clinging to you, married to you, already loving you.

...

In Wakanda, a day after the wedding, a council meeting was called. They were enraged at what M'baku had allowed at the wedding.

"Do you want the people of Talokan to think we support such violence when the Black Panther was gracious enough to spare their King when he too deserved death for his crimes?" One of the council members shot at M'baku forcefully.

Another council member joined, "Do you not think it is an omen to have such blood shed at a wedding? Do we even want this alliance at all?"

"Talokan is strong, we know that, and we cannot be so naive to think that the rest of the world will not eventually come for our vibranium," A female council member sagely added.

"But to encourage such violence? M'baku there should have been proper recourse, a trial, that was unnecessarily cruel," The oldest council member added with a tinge of sadness.

"Unnecessary?" M'baku scoffed, "You would have that filth live after they attempted to kill her in front of us? That was not only treason to Talokan but to Wakanda. They attempted to kill a child of Jabariland. If they had been Wakandan I would have killed them myself."

"Do you hear yourself?!" Shuri finally stood, stepping forward from her place to the side of the council. "You allowed a murder! Encouraged it!"

M'baku stood and faced her, "Do not act holier than thou Princess. You may not have had it in you to kill K'uk'ulkan when you should have. Don't be jealous that I didn't hesitate to protect my own, when you couldn't!"

"You are out of line and have been since you took the throne. Allowing you to rise to power was my mistake," Shuri said solemnly. She eyed the council and sized up M'baku. "I didn't want to do this. But I, the Black Panther, challenge you, M'baku, King of Wakanda for my rightful place as queen."

"Shuri, you cannot defeat me without the powers of the Black Panther," M'baku replied, eyeing the genius woman that he considered a sister.

"We will see. I will not stand by as you allow your emotions to cloud your judgement. Tomorrow I will take the throne back from you, by force," With those parting words Shuri left the council chamber. No one spoke. No one argued. M'baku looked around at the members.

"She has every right to challenge me for the title. It is in her blood, the blood of Bashenga. But one on one, with no powers, she stands no chance," M'baku voiced to the room.

"She is stronger than ever," Okoye spoke, surprising the council, "It is not my place, M'baku, but before this devolves consider that the throne, this palace, has been her home since birth. In her eyes, the legacy of her family sits on her shoulders."

"What are you saying, Okoye?" M'baku asked, ignoring the expectant looks from the council.

"Abdicate the throne. It is that or one of you will die tomorrow. She will go into that fight and show you that she too can show no mercy," Okoye explained.

"Then one of us will die," M'baku said bluntly then waved a dismissal to the council who were speechless.

...

You sat with Namor's head in your lap, hair still damp from the bath. You had spent the last day and night together in bed enjoying each other and not thinking about the outside world. You both only wore robes as there hadn't been much need for anything more unless a maid was dropping off food.

"In yakunaj, do you think I could become like your people?" You asked, tracing the bridge of his nose as he popped a grape into his mouth.

"Our people, in reina. What do you mean become like them?" Namor asked, sitting up feeling that this was an important conversation.

"The way that your mother and the other Talokanil took the potion to become what they are. Do you think I could do that?" You reasoned, "I don't know how it works but it should be the same right. We just have to mix the potion and I can become like them."

"There are a few problems with that. One, that recipe has been lost to time. Two, I do not want you to change. If this is because of the traitors I beg you to remove them from your mind," He grasped your hands tightly, "No one will hurt you, I promise."

"But they are right. How can I be Queen when I cannot even spend time there? Their misgivings are not unfounded, my love. They may have been extreme but I wouldn't be surprised if some of them didn't continue to resent me," You added thoughtfully.

Namor cupped your cheek, a fierceness in his eyes, "If they wish to share the same fate as that other traitor they will voice their opinions. But no one will harm you and you do not need to be among them if they wish to be so disrespectful."

The ferocity of his rage and protectiveness was unsurprising. You kissed his palm and you watched the stress melt away.

"You're getting bristly again, my love. I know this is a sore subject but we should consider a way for me to be part of the people the way a queen should. Maybe develop a better suit or see if Shuri can bio-engineer an herb," You rattled off.

"You would do that?" Namor asked, taking your hand. He was looking at you thoughtfully, as if he was surprised by the measures you were willing to take.

"This may not have been the original plan. But I'm not going to half ass being the queen of a powerful nation next to a god-like husband. I want the Talokanil to respect me and trust me. It will take time to earn it but I can do it," You finished confidently, munching on some fruit. There was an oddly bitter taste to the familiar berry but you paid it no mind. One of the maids had said they were a special harvest for fertility. Who were you to send back a gift just because it was an acquired taste.

"Sour?" Namor asked as he finally stood up and began dressing.

"Bitter," You replied following suit.

"Bare with it, in yakunaj, at least we can say that the maids and farmers are already favoring you. Even I am not allowed to try that fruit as it is reserved for the 'queen to ensure an heir'." Namor chuckled as he pulled some shorts and a longer tunic with open sides.

"That's why I'm eating it, in ajawo. Otherwise I would leave it on my plate the way I do with eggplants," You grimaced at the thought of the purple vegetable. You donned similar clothing to your husband. Shorts, a thick bandeau top, and a lighter cloak-like tunic that was open in the front.

As if you had been doing it all your lives, you helped the other with jewelry, arm and leg adornments, sandals, and for you, braids. Once dressed you stood in front of the obsidian mirror, Namor standing behind you with an arm wrapped around your shoulders, pulling you to him. Although your clothes were simple, the vibranium jewelry told of your status. You smiled at your reflections, wondering how you could be so content when your life was completely different than it had been almost two weeks ago.

There was a knock at the entrance way and Namor called out for them to enter. You were both surprised to see Attuma's hulking form rush in.

"What is it?" Namor asked, already feeling the tension.

"The Princess has challenges M'baku for the throne of Wakanda. They are nearly at Warrior Falls now to fight for the crown," Attuma hastily informed the royals.

"No," You breathed out, "We have to stop them."

"It is within her rights to fight for the throne that she allowed him to have," Namor tried to reason, not understanding the gravity of the situation.

"Namor, you don't get it. One of them will die! Shuri will not yield now, not after all she has been through. And Baku? Either he will defend his honor or he will let her kill him. After all that has happened these past couple weeks, those are the only outcomes. They must be stopped," You implored him.

...

M'baku dodged a swift thrust and twirl of Shuri's spear. She had already cut his leg and torn a gash into his back. Without her Black Panther powers he had thought she would be an easy foe, but he had underestimated her. Shuri was faster and more blood thirsty than he had ever seen her. There was rage in her eyes and pain that M'baku knew his own mirrored.

"You've become a decent warrior since your brother's passing, he would be proud," M'baku spoke. The brotherly tone he reserved for her was gone. He had told himself he would make her regret challenging him, but it finally occurred to him that he may lose the throne. The only thing he really had left to lose.

"You don't deserve to talk about my brother," Shuri shot back as she landed a hard punch into M'baku's side, making him stumble. "He would be ashamed that he trusted you if he saw what you've done."

"I did what was necessary!" M'baku roared as he tackled Shuri into the water.

"Was violating your dearest friend necessary?!" Shuri shot back, hitting an internal wound that made M'baku see red.

They tumbled and fought for dominance and when he had her pinned to the ground he met her eyes and saw a different set looking back at him. Suddenly, his mind flashed to darkness, being in bed, laying on top of someone and holding them down. His ears rang with cries and pleas for help.

Shuri took her moment and palmed a sharp rock and stabbed it into M'baku's shoulder as she leveraged him off of herself. He yelled as she twisted the rock and pushed him to the ground. M'baku was shaking the memories from his mind, anger and disgust bubbling up within himself. Shuri stood above him with a sword in her hand, swinging from over her head.

It was like time stood still as he watched her heavy blade swing through the air. Shuri, his adopted sister, angry tears leaking from her eyes as she lent the killing blow. Shuri who should have taken the throne to begin with. Shuri who was the Black Panther and the rightful ruler of Wakanda. Shuri who needed to release this rage before it consumed her.

M'baku closed his eyes.

"No Shuri!" Your familiar voice rang out as Namor dropped you from the air and you landed just in time to stop Shuri's blade with your own.

Shuri roared and broke the connection of your blades before lifting her own to point at you. Namor dropped down next to you but stood in a defensive position. "You shouldn't have come. This has nothing to do with you. These are Wakandan affairs!"

"These are family affairs, Shuri. Did you think that my marrying into Talokan would stop me from protecting my family?" You shot back. Your hands were shaking with emotion but you ignored it.

"You have interrupted a sacred ceremony. Or have you already forgotten our traditions in the face of new ones involving barbaric sacrifice?" Shuri raged.

"Like this is any better? Shuri, please, we can talk this out. There doesn't need to be any blood shed," You tried to appease her, lowering your weapon. Behind you Namor helped M'baku to his feet.

"According to the rules of ritual combat, outside intervention in favor of one candidate is cause for forfeit. M'baku son of the Jabari Tribe, you have forfeited your right to the throne. Shuri, daughter of T'chaka, the Black Panther, you are now queen of Wakanda," A council member's voice boomed across the cliffs.

"Wait! No that isn't fair," You pleaded. You turned to M'baku who shook his head.

"They are right. You saved me from certain death but I lose the crown. It is how it has always been," M'baku's voice was weary and blood dripped from his body and mixed with the water.

"Shuri," You turned to the new queen who was already gathering her weapons, "Were you really going to kill M'baku?"

When Namor had flown you towards the falls you had been surprised to see the rage and blood lust that your two friends displayed. It sent shivers down your spine and made you cling to your husband. The king had encouraged you to watch the fight unravel, explaining to you that the two needed to release their pent up pain and grief. But at the sight of Shuri about to kill M'baku, you had immediately went to his defense.

"You are welcome to come to the medi-bay in my lab to get cleaned up. M'baku will need some medical attention," Shuri avoided your question and led the way.

"Shuri, this isn't like you," You called out to her. You ignored the dizziness that was blurring your vision.

Shuri turned to look at you, scoffing at first but then looking concerned. You met her gaze just as you blacked out.

...

You woke in the medi-bay, groggy, with an IV and a monitor stuck to your chest. You ripped everything off, setting off a soft alarm as you sat up on the examination table. You had a headache and your mouth was dry but you felt decently rested and the bitter taste in your mouth that had lingered since breakfast was finally gone.

Namor ran into the room and took you into his arms. He peppered your face with kisses and checked you over, "In reina, you need to rest. Why did you take off the monitors?"

"Namor, what happened? Why am I here?" You asked as the King helped you back onto the table.

Shuri appeared, lab coat and casual clothes on, like she hadn't just won the crown, "The Talokanil are still after your life. Someone tried to poison you before you were even married a week."

"Wait, who would do that? The ones serving us, you trusted them," You turned to Namor who looked guilty and ashamed.

"I did and I shouldn't have. They have already been dealt with. Namora and Attuma sent word yesterday that the one's responsible were sentenced to death for treason. In yakunaj, I'm sorry I couldn't protect you. I should have been more careful," Namor held your hands in his and bent his head down in shame.

"Yesterday? How long have I been asleep?" You looked between Shuri and Namor.

"It's been four days since the ritual combat. M'baku is fine. He has taken a voluntary banishment to Jabariland for the foreseeable futue," Shuri replied, answering your unasked question.

"Four days? Banishment?" You mumbled to yourself.

"The poison was in the fruit that was brought to us that morning. The one I wasn't allowed to eat. I never thought they would go that far," Namor cupped your face and the slight watering of his eyes tore at your heart.

You pressed your forehead to his and gripped his hands, "I am alright, in ajawo. I feel fine, whatever they did didnt' work."

"It didn't work because you happened to be here in Wakanda and one of the Dora who's expertise is in poisons recognized your symptoms. If she hadn't been able to treat you as quickly as she had you would be dead," Shuri spoke bluntly as she looked down upon you. Her eyes roamed your joined hands and the obvious intimacy with the Talokan King.

"And we will forever be in your debt. I do not know what would have happened if we hadn't been here in Wakanda," Namor had stood and was bowing to the Princess who only made a fist at her side.

"Do you care about her Namor?" Shuri was blunt, her tone severe.

Namor was taken aback at the vitriol but replied honestly, "I love her."

"You would do anything for the people you love, right Namor?" Shuri asked, glancing at you as you sat up.

"I would. What do you really want to ask?" Namor felt his stomach sinking as he watched Shuri approach you. She examined you and you let her.

"She is healthy and safe now but you cannot guarantee to me that one of ours, that my friend will be safe in your care. That much has been made obvious. Truthfully, and you know this, I didn't want an alliance between Wakanda and Talokan. So I ask you, Namor, King of Talokan, for the safety of the one you love and her future, will you annul this marriage to maintain the alliance?" Shuri's question left you both speechless.

"Shuri, what are you talking about?" You asked, now scared of what the new Queen of Wakanda had in mind. "Our marriage was made to maintain the alliance."

"Under M'baku it was. But now the conditions have changed. To ensure your safety I will not let him take you. That was M'baku's last request of me before he took his banishment. He said to make sure you were safe and that you would not be harmed again," Shuri paced slowly, "That is why, Namor, to ensure that Wakanda and Talokan remain allies, we request the return of our own. This farce of a marriage will end and your people can go about their lives without worrying about the surface. Unless, of course, war comes for either of us and we will aid each other."

Namor was silent, his jaw clenched as he watched the Princess pace languidly. He turned to you with a stormy look on his face, that dissipated as he took in the sight of you, remembering why you were brought there. The King stepped closer and took your hands in his, "In reina, the princess, no, the Queen is right."

"In yakunaj, don't say that," You held his face in your hands and then turned to Shuri, "This isn't right."

"What isn't right is that your life has been in jeopardy twice since you married less than a week ago," Shuri snapped.

"That wasn't his fault!" You ground out in frustration, standing from the hard bed.

Shuri stepped forward, raising a hand to stop Namor who tried to speak, "The great K'uk'ulkan, the man who nearly wiped out Wakanda and killed my mother! His job was to protect you and he couldn't. This is your out. You never wanted to get married, I know you. You wanted to live freely and explore the outreaches and make your mark. Not languish away in the ocean in a country that hates you and a king you don't love!"

"But I do love him!" You yelled, tears fell quickly after. "I do love him, Shuri. It doesn't make sense but I do. I want to be his queen. I want to be his wife, even if I'm in danger."

Namor moved forward and embraced you, kissing your temple and whispering words of comfort and love. Shuri looked on, surprised at the tenderness and the resolution in your words. Her eyes hardened.

"Then I suggest you go and don't come back," Shuri backed away and turned towards the doors, "Namor can return for diplomatic meetings and planning, but you are banished from Wakanda. Stay in the ocean where you so wish to be. Leave my lab and go straight back to your new home. You are no longer a part of Wakanda."

"Shuri," You breathed out, shocked.

"Leave. When I can forgive you for abandoning your home I will send word. But do not expect it to be soon," Then she left through the doors.

"In reina," Namor whispered as your legs gave out and he caught you. Your sobs rang out through the medi-bay.

...

There's an epilogue coming as well.

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EPILOGUE

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[lifeisapitch15]

Gara aga, Ugbu a, N'ọdịnihu.(Past, Present, Future.)

Pairing: M’Baku x OC

Word Count: 1.6k

Warnings: P in V, fingering, Oral (female receiving), and Smutty things in general

Summary: Kya finds her self at the wrong place at the wrong time. Fortunately, M’Baku finds her before the avengers do.

Love, Lust and Dreams

As we walk, the guards give me a look. M’Baku notices. “General, do you have something to say?” He questions him.

“Yes I do, my King. What is this prisoner doing out of her cell?” He steps closer. I think he has a death wish. He pulled me from behind quickly and placed his hands on my shoulders.

“She is the new royal adviser, General Zebokhe” he proudly said. He stepped M’Baku to the side.

“What game are you playing with her?” He loudly whispered.

“None, General.” He smirked.

“Then what happened down there?” He’s about to blow a fuse. M’Baku looks over at me as I look at the snow.

“Nothing! We just came to an understanding.” M’baku brushed him off. “Plus I need to keep an eye on her, she is fiesty.” He pushed the General from in front of him, never taking his eyes off of me.

“That’s exactly your type!!!” He rubbed the bridge of his nose. The stress was going to kill him if the intergalactic aliens don't first. M’Baku walks back to me.

“What was that all about?” I asked.

“He is worried about you.” M’Baku replied “Let us go to your chambers.” He hurried me along.

The room was beautiful. The wall shined like a dark marble just like M’Baku’s room but the bed wasn’t in the floor like his. The first room had a large living rom with a large circular glass table. The intricate table had just two chairs along with the biggest binder I’ve ever seen. The bookcase that was next to it was twice my size and filled with all the books you can think of. It’s going to be impossible to get me out of this room.

The tv that was on the wall was a hologram. We have these in the future but we could walk through them and be in the tv. I go into the bedroom. The bed was above but on the floor. Beautiful black soft pillows and blankets covered the bed. There was bedside tables, with lamps, and sunflowers…. It’s been a while since I’ve seen regular flowers. They captivate me as I walk towards them. I deeply inhale the scent. They were freshly picked. Even with the snow, there are freshly picked flowers. I realized M’Baku was still there. I giggle and turn to him shyly, picking up a flower.

“Thank you.” I smile sweetly.

“You are welcome.” His lips curled up in the most amazing way. “That binder is a full rundown of the daily routine and you have to attend. Well, I will leave you now. The dressers will be here in the morning. Also There’s a guard outside your door. Let him know if would like more dinner.” He nods his head, turning to leave the room. I don’t want him to go yet but that would be inappropriate. I will see him tomorrow.

I watched the sun set after finding a patio, wrapped in a fluffy blanket . The large wall closes after I come back inside. I light the fireplace in my room, letting that be my only light. I take off my old clothes hopping into the bathroom for a quick shower. The warm water would warm up my body and clean the dirt off my ass. Since I was shorter, I’m thicker but curvy. The bathroom was a pearl like stone all around. It was breathtaking. We just had metals in the future and this intricate work was handcrafted. I sing the song of my childhood. The acoustics in this bathroom made me sound godlike. As I applied lotion, I realized I don’t have any clothes to sleep in. I walk out with my towel, walking to my door. My towel dropped as I left my bedroom and went into the living room. As I picked it up, M’Baku appeared out of nowhere placing a set of clothes on my table. We both saw each other, him shirtless with shorts, too long to be underwear and too short to be comfortable. I freeze, holding the towel over my chest and other parts. He froze too, due to his blood going to his pants instead of his head. Impressive~

“Thank you for bringing my clothes, I wonder what took so long.” I chuckled, hair dripping down my shoulders onto my chest. That's not helping. He drinks me in since he didn’t have to undress me with his eyes. As I reach to grab the clothes, he moves them above my head.

“M’Baku, what are you-“ I ask as he grabs my chin, making me look at him. I look into his eyes and instantly feel a deep lust. Was that me that feels this way? He leaned in slowly for a kiss making sure I didn't back away. We lock lips. His lips were softer than the blankets and covers on the bed. The towel drops. We stop kissing. Why we’d stop?

“Is this what you want?” He asked, studying my face. Ah, a consensual King. I nod yes quickly, biting my lip. We kiss again, deeper. He dropped the clothes in hand and picked me up from the front. He’s so warm. Skin to skin feels so good with his soft skin. He places me down onto the bed softly. He treats me as if i will break. Every action feels like he’s holding back. As i sit on the edge of the bed, he gets on his knees. He’s- he’s hugging me. Everything is so unexpected but subtle. He inhales deeply taking in my scent like it was his last breath. He starts to kiss slowly, making my breath hitch. Then he bites and licks my neck finding my spot and teasing it. I whimper a bit as he begins to find my clit at the same time. He grubs slow circles on my clit placing kisses on my check over and over. Come on foreplay! He kisses me while he slides his thick fingers inside of me. He tongues me down as I moan louder into his mouth. I lean back spreading out my legs so he can reach the soft spot inside of me.

“You’re already so wet for me~” he seductively groaned in my ear as he got on the bed holding me closer. I clenched around his fingers and grabbed hold of my leg spreading out better for him. He pumps into me, making my chest bounce against his rhythm. I kiss him roughly trying to breathe so I don’t cum too fast and give him what he wants. He slows down and begins to find that soft and does the infamous “come here” motion. He sees that I'm close and proceeds to bite my neck. I cum hard as he takes out his fingers, watching my slick follow his fingers. His fingers glistened all the way to his palm. He stands up and groans at the sight of my legs open and my slick sliding down. I covered up my privates as he watched.

“I’ve seen you completely. Why are you hiding?” He chuckled walking to the edge of the bed.

“I feel exposed. “ I smiled, sitting up. He laid me back down with a gentle nudge.

“Let me take care of you, ikumkani wam…” as he said, he got on his knees and wrapped his strong arms around my waist, holding me in place. His face was inches away from heat. He licked my heat with his flat tongue making me feel every inch of his rough tongue against my bud. Once he found it, he pushed the skin around my clit from my mound. He begins to suck it lightly making me squirm. He sucked harder wanting to hear my moans. Shit he may have wanted all of Jabari to hear me scream his name. We haven’t even gotten to the main event and I’m about to come twice. Breaking me from my thinking he started moving his tongue around my clit. The sensation makes me close my legs. He catches my legs before they get too close to his head. He grabs the back of legs and pushes them forward. He changes back and forth from his tongue movements all while holding eye contact. Fuck he’s hot. The lewd noises make me wetter. It sounds so amazing. I feel myself getting close and arch my back and try to open my legs. He grabs around my hips tightly, making it hard to grind against his lips. He sucks and snatches my soul as cum twice as hard. I’m loud but I don’t care about holding it back since he’s not holding back. He lets go and lightly kisses my upper thigh as I breathe through my orgasm. He climbs on top of me kissing my neck.

“Are you ready, sithandwa sam?” He asked. I realized his pants were still on. Even in the future, men can be dickheads.

“As I’ll ever be.” I replied, kissing his lips softly. I go in for another kiss using tongue. I tasted myself on his lips and tongue. It tastes sweet. He breaks the kiss to stand up and takes his pants off. The print was impressive but when its out? That was a gift from any god you could name and thank. It was long and girthy. The member curves upward, bouncing light as he moves toward me. I imagine it being big but it was so much girth. He kisses my lips as he watches my eyes. Pulling him into an even more lustful state. He lines himself up and he studies my face as he slides it in. The sensation of it sliding in makes us both groan out. We hold an intense eye connection while we take it all. Literally.

So warm. He thought.

I feel full he sat still inside taking it all in. Now I see why he got me so ready. He drops his head and grabs my leg pressing it closer to him.

“Glory to Hanuman…” my inside making him melt. He looks up again, nodding his head to me to make sure I'm ready. I nod back ready for him and only him. He starts to move at a slow pace. As he testing the waters, I grab his face, making him focus on me. He goes faster but trying to not to cum.

So wet. Her face makes me want to faster but I don’t want to hurt her.

He kisses me all while hooking my head on his arms.

Deeper. Go deeper.

He moves at a faster pace, making my chest bounce against his rhythm. He feels something take over him as he goes at brutal pace. Our moans and groans kept everyone up that night.

He grabbed the back of arms trying to steady myself from his brutal pounding. He pulls out only to take his hand, grab my ankles, and place my legs on his shoulder. It felt even better than before. He hits the soft spot since he moved my legs.

“Ahh, ohh baby! I’m close!” I nearly screamed.

“Good job my sweet girl. Ah,I’m almost there. I’m al—most there.” He moans out holding my hands. I felt as if I was about to come undone, floating off the ground as he ground me with his kisses. I felt love and lust at the same time.

Is this love? I feel…. Different. This feels different. Better. M’Baku questioned.

“I’m about to cum for you, sithandwa sam.” He looked to see her holding her breath with an open mouth. We came at the same time as he spilled his seed into me as I squeezed every drop. We try to catch our breath as he lets me go. He rolls over onto the bed. We get under the covers due to the freezing weather. I laid on his chest and listened to his heart beat slow down. I watch him as he falls asleep. I find my hopeless thinking of a future with him even if it costs me my future. I have to leave. Quick but I will watch him sleep and imagine what simply cannot be.

Side note: holy shit that took forever to write 😩😂. The next chapters won’t as smut heavy but i will have chapters of just that so if you like that be on the look out!😆

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[uzumaki-rebellion]

Soon come... “The Ice King”

Summary:

Look y’all, I have no idea what I’ma write, but he deserves a story from me wearing this coat. I’ll figure it out! Lol!

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Like ice❄️ x T’challa (complete)

I see you (complete)~link updated

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Fell in luv (coming soon)

Erik killmonger

I don’t mind

Set fire to the rain(new release🎊)

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Three hearts combined(arrival🍾)

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HOW YALL BE

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Attuma: Oh, fiddlesticks.

M’baku: Look, I understand this is a tense situation, but let's watch the fucking language.

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[mbakuxblackpanther]

𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓽𝓻𝓲𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓵𝓮❤️🌹

Summary: y/n(your character), M'baku, and Imaya find themselves in a love triangle. Mbaku has a very strong friendship with y/n and wants to take things further. However, y/n hasn't had the best relationships and is torn on what to do. Imaya comes into the picture and things go downhill.

Characters: M'baku, Imaya/ima(ee-mah), y/n, jamilah

Trigger warnings⚠️:fighting(battling), mentions of poisoning someone, d€ath, fluff, etc.

*excuse any errors I didn't proofread*

Song to listen to while reading👇🏾

𝑌/𝑛 𝑝𝑜𝑣🤍✨:

I was sleeping peacefully when suddenly I heard a knock on my door. *who could that be at the door this early * I thought. I forced myself to get up and go check. I opened the door to be met with a sleepy M'baku. "Hey y/n mind if I sleep here?" He asked. "Sure I don't mind" I replied handing him some pillows and blankets incase he needed them. "But I must ask. What is the leader of Jabariland doing sleeping in my chambers at 6:00 in the morning" I teased. Mbaku has never ever asked to sleep in my room so that can only mean one of two things. 1. He watched a scary movie with N'yame(nuh-yah-mey)again and got scared or 2. The builders are upgrading his chambers to something bigger. "Oh um they're just working on my room so I had to come in here." Mbaku replied looking off to the side. "No they aren't. Mbaku we've been friends since age 8 I know when you are lying" I said. "Alright you caught me y/n. Me and N'yame watched a scary movie last night and I couldn't think straight." He admitted. *i knew it* I thought as I immediately busted into laughter. "You're one of the most powerful leaders I know yet you're scared of a little doll" I said. "Enough enough" he replied laughing at my statement. I led him to my room and we both cuddled in the bed together. Me and Mbaku always have had a really tight bond and we did almost everything together so it didn't feel weird cuddling each other. I snuggled into his chest and drifted off to sleep.

𝑀𝑏𝑎𝑘𝑢 𝑝𝑜𝑣🤎:

As me and y/n cuddled each other I took a moment to look at her closely. She's changed a lot from when we were younger. She had a round face with e/c(eye color) eyes, nice plump lips, and her skin glowed as bright as the sun. Y/n also had a million-dollar smile that was so beautiful. I've always had feelings for y/n. Strong feelings. I wanted to be with her so bad but I know how relationships have effected her in the past and I'm not sure if she wants that right now. I let my thoughts drift off and slowly fade away as I went to sleep.

*timeskip 2 hours*

It was now 8:00am and new guard Imaya had brought our breakfast. Y/n and I both had pancakes, French toast, and bacon with some fruit. Afterwards, me and y/n both went to practice training. Y/n was working towards becoming a Jabari warrior and what better person to train her than me her bestfriend?

"Remember what we practiced last time?" I asked her. "Yeah. It was the tornado move right?" She asked for reassurance. I nodded in response and got into my stance. The tornado move is one of the most brutal and hard moves to do. The spear mimics the movements of a helicopter blade and impacts damage to your opponent at the same time with the sharp blades.

𝑌/𝑛 𝑝𝑜𝑣🤍✨:

*timeskip 1 hr*

I got into my stance and prepared to attempt the helicopter move. My feet danced swiftly across the floor as I made my way to mbaku twirling the spear in my hand with my left hand. I moved the spear into my right hand while twirling it but, as I got ready to aim at mbaku i lost control of the spear and it fell to the ground. A sigh of frustration came from my lips and Mbaku gave me a knowing look.

"I know it's hard but you must keep trying. The warrior is already inside of you, you just have to channel it" he said to me. I nodded and rose fo my feet. "Channel my inner warrior, eh? Watch this" I said as I playfully attacked him. Both of us moved swiftly through the room as we sparred with each other when suddenly, I began to lose my balance. Mbaku noticed and quickly grabbed my waist to keep me from falling. I was now turned facing him as he stared in my eyes. "Hellooo earth to M'baku" I said as I waved my hand across his face. "Yes y/n? My apologies I was daydreaming" he replied. "You're good" I said chuckling. "Are you ready to go back now?" Mbaku asked. "Yes let's go" I replied as we turned to walk back near our chambers

Imaya pov🖤:

I watched as y/n and Mbaku walked back to their chambers. *why does he like her so much? Why can't that be me?* I thought. "Why does mbaku favor y/n so much?" I asked jamilah(jah-mill-uh). "The two are just bestfriends" she replied not paying attention. "They don't seem like it. Have you seen the way he touches her and how he treats her in general? Hanuman forbid that anything happen to y/n and he'd go crazy" I said with a hint of jealousy in my voice. "And? Whats it to you?" Jamilah said. "That should be me not her. I mean come on i look wayyy better than her. I just don't get what he sees in her." I spat. "My goodness imaya. Get over yourself the world doesn't revolve around you. Mbaku doesn't want you so just leave it!" jamilah said annoyingly. She walked away but her words played like a tape recorder in my mind. Mbaku doesn't want you so just leave it. I hate to admit it but she's right. *i have to do something* I thought. Suddenly, a idea lit up in my brain.

He will be mine one way or another....

Jamilah Pov💕:

I know you're probably wondering why I'm so upset with Imaya but I swear she's getting on my nerves. Since she's got here all I've heard from her is "Mbaku this. Mbaku that" don't get me wrong I love Mbaku. I look up to him and he is one of the best leaders we've ever had in this tribe. He even gave me a place here in jabariland when I had nothing. It's the fact that Imaya won't take no for a answer. She's getting more and more crazy by the day and I'm convinced that she'll do anything to stop Mbaku and y/n's friendship. I'm not very familiar with y/n but I can tell she is a very sweet person and Mbaku adores her very much. If you ask me, they would look cute together but that's none of my business. Today was very stressful so I prepared a herbal bath for myself to help me de-stress. In the process of me doing this my head started pounding and I saw a image of what looks like a angry Imaya. (A/n: jamilah has special abilities and can see what's gonna happen through visions). I looked more closely and saw that she was actually putting some type of liquid into y/n's food. "Oh no I have to go tell them NOW!" I said to myself. When I reached y/n and M'baku's shared room I I informed them of everything Imaya had said earlier. "And I also just had a vision. She could try to poison you don't eat anything that she gives you." I told her. Mbaku thanked me but y/n was skeptical. "Are you sure? That doesn't seem like her." She said as her thoughts took over. "Heed my warning y/n. Imaya can't be trusted" I told her with a pleading look.

*timeskip*

The morning came and me and Imaya were preparing breakfast for the two. Other Jabari warriors would be joining us to celebrate y/n becoming a Jabari warrior. I looked over to see Imaya sprinkling some black powder into y/n's food and drink. She then turned to me and said "I'll take the plates out to them while you get the drinks." "No worries I'll take care of it. You're still new here you need to rest some " I convinced Her. When she moved from the kitchen to the dining area I quickly switched y/n's plate and drink with hers. Everyone had the same thing so there was no issue.

Jamilah pov🖤:

*why isn't the poison working* I thought as I took the last bite of my food. Suddenly, my throat began to burn like fire and I began to choke. "S-someone h-help me" I managed to say. Jamilah rushed over to me and instead of helping me up she pushed a sharp object into my skin. "Shut up!" She whispered. "This is what you get for trying to poison y/n." She spat. My karma finally came back on me. I wish I could take it all back because now I'm the one suffering. Before I could even say anything my breath slipped away and my eyes dimmed until they were shut.....

Omniscient pov🎥:

The whole Jabari tribe was shocked when they heard the news. Y/n stood there in shock and she remembered Jamilah's words. "Don't take anything she gives you. She could try to poison you" I put the pieces together and finally realized what had happened. Imaya wanted mbaku to herself and saw me as a threat therefore she attempted to kill me to get to him. *but why? Me and him are only best friends right?* I thought. I have feelings for mbaku but I haven't had the best time with relationships and I'm worried about losing our friendship. I love how he cuddles me at night or when he hugs me when we watch movies together. "Y/n i need to talk to you" mbaku said. "About what?" I questioned. "Come. We need to talk privately" he said leading me to our shared room. I sat on the bed facing him. "I'm listening whenever you're ready" I told him. "We've been bestfriends for over 4 years. I know you haven't had good experiences with relationships but give me a chance to be more than your friend." Mbaku said. "Are you sure this is a good idea? I mean what of something happens and we break up and it becomes weird between us?" I asked. "Don't worry about that y/n. I adore you very much and will always take care of you." Mbaku said holding my face to his so we'd make eye contact. "So, do you want this? I don't wanna rush you into a relationship after-" I cut him off by giving him a long, passionate kiss. "Of course I want to be with you. I was just waiting for you to finally ask me" I smirked.

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Mbaku made his way closer to me and kissed my lips. I kissed him back and before I knew it we were caught up in a makeout session. Mbaku trailed kisses from my lips and then down to my neck which caused me to let out a small moan. Mbaku gave me hickeys from my neck, stomach, and even my chest. We pulled away from each other and cuddled. I turned on "Coming to America" on Netflix .

*I never knew my bestfriend would become the love of my life* i thought. Shortly after, I fell asleep in m'baku's arms and his touch brought a relaxing feel to my body.

A/n: excuse any errors😭I never proofread and I just know I be having a bunch of mistakes. But hopefully y'all enjoyed this story/imagine let me know if you have any ideas for the next one. I also take requests🤍

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