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I feel like every time you come up on my screen I feel giddy likeee🤭 ts is gas tho holy shit

say it more often +18 (riri williams x reader)

you and riri are dating and everything has been going well. but after that first time you two hadn’t had sex like that again, and you know why, but it’s too embarrassing to admit. riri, of course, what’s you to tell her what you want, no matter how embarrassing you think it may be. so, you try to swallow your pride, you can tell her, right?

i need riri williams next to me right fucking now. in my bed holding my hand, NEOOWWW!!

anyways this is the same reader and established relationship from playing dumb, so go read that first to have some context, and since it’s the same the description still stands

warnings; overstim, crying, soft bullying, dom! riri, sweet sub! reader, squirting, multiple orgasms, strap on sex, name calling, slight breeding kink, embarrassment kink, semi public sex, public teasing, jealous! riri, orgasm denial

song inspo: hold on by the internet

DT: thank you loves; @verachii @dejaonline @shuri-my-love @sokkasbae255 @placeoffreedom @szalipcombo @widowmakker @blackgcomica @mocha-aya @dayjlovesromance @rxcently @letitias-fav @malltake12 @bluejay2503 @suhni @imshurisbabymama @fetchyourlife @lifewitquinn @letitias-wife

“haaa, fuck, fuck,” you moan quietly, trying to keep it down as you knew it was after hours and you didn’t want to wake anyone up. your vibrator wasn’t even at its maximum speed but you were so spent up, any pressure on your clit was going to tip you over.

and of course there was no reason for you to masturbating like this, you had a wonderful, sexy, amazing girlfriend who you could talk to about anything but this… this was just something you needed to wait for.

after your first time with riri, you started dating officially; meeting in your dorms, kissing in hallways, walking each other to class, going on dates and staying over, all the cute shit you always wanted to do when you got a girlfriend, but youve been sexually frustrated for the last couple of weeks or so. and of course, again, you could tell riri, but, god after the first time you don’t know how much more embarrassment you could take knowing she’d see you that greedy and desperate again.

you whine and toss your head back, thinking of riri any way possible. you had on one of her hoodies and you could feel the hickey she left on your neck still itching at your skin, fuck, she was all around you.

but i need her inside me, you think desperately, small tears forming as you feel your orgasm approaching. “ahhhh, riri, please,” you whisper to no one, wanting her to read your mind, burst through your door and fuck you senseless.

but it’s too late now, your legs clamp up, your thighs begin to shake, and you feel yourself twitch, fuck, you’re cumming—

“mhhh… ahhh, fuck, fuck, fuck, riri!” you shout softly, your clit pulsing lowly under the vibrations and your legs shaking slightly. you sigh out the rest of your moans as your pussy clenches around nothing and you catch your breath.

fuck, you really need riri. you sigh out and but your vibrator back in your nightstand and turn off the music you had been listening to. you pull out your phone, 11:47 pm. she’s probably still awake.

you: hi my love are you up? 11:48 pm

she doesn’t even take a minute,

riri bby <3: for you, course i am, what’s wrong? 11:48 pm

you smile softly as you head to the bathroom, still a bit jelly legged.

you: nothing, i just miss you, whatre you doing? 11:48 pm

riri bby <3: thinking of you, i was hoping you’d text me 11:49 pm

fuck, even over text shes a smooth talker. you sigh as your pussy gets just as excited as you do, and you decide to leave it alone and put some pants on and lay back down in bed

you: yeah? what were you thinking about? 11:49 pm

riri bby <3: fucking you in front of our chem class so daniel can stop staring at you. 11:50 pm

you toss your phone with a shout, fuck! why would she text you that knowing you want to jump all the way in your bones? you take a deep breath, riri was still so bold even after you’ve guys been dating for nearly a couple of months now. and even though it shouldn’t take you by surprise anymore, it still turns you on an embarrassing amount.

you reread the text and decide to focus on the latter part of it:

you: i feel like i’ve assured you enough times for you to know that i don’t want daniel and i’m fairly confident he doesn’t want me either 11:51 pm

riri bby <3: yeah you have but i don’t like the way he stares at you. i could blow him up, yknow? 11:51 pm

you did know. yes, i know, 11:52 pm

riri bby <3: mhmm, whatre you doing awake, you have culinary tomorrow right? get some sleep, baby 11:53 pm

you smile at your phone, so considerate, so sweet, god you want — no, need — to fuck her again so bad. you want to text her that, your fingers hovering over the keyboard slightly, the words ‘please fuck me’ are already in the message box but instead you backspace and type a simple, okay <3 11:55 pm

riri bby <3: goodnight, love 11:55pm

you sigh and put your phone on the charger and put on your bonnet.

she deserves to know, you think, or at least i deserve to blow all this steam off, i don’t think getting horny over a text will cut it for too long.

you sigh, maybe tomorrow.

you don’t tell her the next day.

riri doesn’t seem to pick up on you acting weird either, she’s holding your hand and telling you all about her and shuri’s lastest new project and how many improvements they’ve both made to the ironheart suit and you just listen as she rambles. riri had this cute side to her that no one ever really saw, she really only got this way with you, all nerdy and excitedly talking about tech you had never heard of and you always enjoyed it.

you two were in the quad, eating lunch— well you were eating riri’s lunch and she was mostly talking. you watch her closely, she’s so cute, so pretty, fuck i need her so bad, god look at her hands, fuck—

“hey, y/n, you with me?” she asked waving her hands in your face and you blink, “y-yeah, i’m here, sorry daydreaming,” you laugh out and shove another fry in your mouth and avoid her gaze.

she exhaled through her nose, and picks up your chin with her hand, “what is it?” she asks, looking deeply into your eyes. god, her eyes, her mouth, her lips—

fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, i need you, i need everything, you said you’d give it to me read my mind, please — you shrug, “nothing, it’s just.. just macro again,” you laugh a bit.

she raises her eyebrows, the look you’ve come to mean, “really? that’s it?” and you nod again and she releases your chin and you release the breath you were holding, happy she took your answer.

she scoots closer to you as you continue writing your homework and you feel her hand slide between your thighs and you gasp, “riri, what—”

“shhhh, just write baby,” she whispers in your ear as she palms your underwear from underneath your dress. you squirm trying to close your thighs and stop yourself from moaning, “ri.. riri what’re you doing, we’re in public—”

“i know so be quiet, okay? i just wanna feel you for a second,” god, fuck, you do too, you want to open your legs and give her everything, moan aloud and kiss her passionately and you can feel yourself start to drip down your thighs and riri continues to palm you through the small wall of cotton keeping her from your clit.

you gasp out, fuck fuck yes touch me, please, i need it— and then suddenly her hand and its pressure is gone, riri sighing and picking up her textbooks. you gape at her and start, “i-i thought—”

“you thought i was gonna fuck you in the quad?” she smirks and you stammer and she continues, “you should know by now i only do what you ask for, baby. so if you want me to fuck you in the quad and we both get expelled okay, sure. but ask. if you want something, ask me. i feel like we had this conversation before, yeah?”

you swallow, “yea, yeah we have,” and she nods, holding eye contact. “so, what do you want?”

you sigh, fuck this is so repetitive, but before you can even say anything your alarm goes off, letting you know your culinary class was about to begin. you look at your phone and back at her, “i want… to get to culinary on time,” you say instead and kiss her on her flabbergasted cheek and collect your books.

she’s still sitting down when you start to stand and she smiles and says, “im pretty sure i have a higher stamina than you, yknow. so if you wanna play this game, sure, we can, but when you lose, don’t cry,” riri says, all too confident, and you huff.

“i won’t. lose nor cry,” you say, but your voice falters when you see her smirk.

fuck, yeah, you were going to lose.

for the next week, you and riri have just been teasing each other to see which one gives up before the other.

she’ll palm you occasionally, keeping her hands on your ass at all times and always whispering things in your ear and kissing your neck. she’s always rubbing the inside of your thigh, always two steps from your pussy. she’ll text you late at night that she misses the way your pussy clenches around her fingers, that she misses your noises, how pretty you sound for her; she’ll practically harass you throughout the night with those messages.

you were try your best to keep up; you wore skirts that got shorter and shorter, you’re always sitting on her lap and moving slightly every now and again, once you leaned over and let out a small moan in her ear and she kicked the table you were at in the fucking library to draw attention to you both and make you stop. you had even once sent her a semi nude after getting out of the shower and she didn’t text you back until an hour later and your mind couldn’t help but reel at the thought, wondering what she could’ve been doing for that hour.

after receiving a fairly long and explicit paragraph about much she couldn’t wait to fuck you, you walk into biochem with a short dress on and your hair up. you walk right passed riri to get to your assigned seat but not before daniel, fucking prick, comes up and stops you and makes you turn around to see him.

“hey, y/n, how have you been?” god, he’s so awkward, you cringe but you see just past him, right at the rim of your glasses, you see her,

riri. your girlfriend. fuming.

she looks like she really is about to blow him up.

you exhale, “i’ve been okay, daniel how are you?” you say just to be polite. you sigh still not making eye contact, watching riri watch you and your every move. “good, i’ve been good. so yeah, uhh i was just wondering if you wanted to go out some time, you seem pretty chill, so like i was just—”

you can barely hear him. all of you’re attention is in riri fucking williams, who looks like she’s about kill a man in front of you. you want to go up to her, reassure her like you normally do and promise that you’re not interested in daniel but you know it’s not that, she’s not worried about you, you think she’s just realized people don’t know you’re all hers.

your phone goes off during daniels monologue about how cool you are. you know it’s riri, because by now she’s turned around, her faux locs are the only things you can see and your entire body is hot. you stop daniel, “daniel. i’m a lesbian, i have a girlfriend, and i don’t want to go out with you, okay?”

and he looks crushed, of course he does, but you could care less. professor haymore walks in and you sit in your seat and check your phone,

riri bby <3: i lose. come to my dorm after class. 3:52 pm

you sigh, happy it isn’t a promised death threat or grave for daniel and text back:

of course, all you had to do was ask. 3:56 pm

and once more, class is the longest it’s been in a while. luckily it’s just review so your notes are choppy and barely understandable but you accept once more this is just a lesson you’ll have to miss. the next hour are 30 minutes are spent thinking about riri williams; how she’ll fuck you tonight, how much you’ll be limping tomorrow, what classes you have just in case you can’t come in, how much you can’t wait to have her again.

class ends, fucking finally, and you pack yourself up before you see riri already next to you, waiting. you smile that innocent smile even though you know she’s gonna fuck everything out of you, “hi,”

she smiles, “i like your dress,” she lies through her teeth. you know she hates this dress, and not for the reasons you’d think. when you’re in this dress all she can think about is bending you over and not letting you up, it hugs you just right in the most perfect places and your ass looks amazing in it and it drives riri insane. you play just as coy, “do you? i thought you hated it,”

riri extends her hand and you take it and she pulls you close, “i only hate when i can’t take it off, is all,”

and you laugh, “well i appreciate the clarification,” and she nods, hand on your waist as you walk down the lecture hall and take the long journey to her dorm across campus. shes eerily silent so you start, “i hope you’re not too sorry about losing, yknow. you held out for a very long time,” you say sweetly and she laughs,

“oh i take that back, i’m not losing i just needed something to grab your attention and make you listen to me,” riri scoffs out and you’re at her dorm already, mouth gaping.

“you can’t take back your loss, you admitted it!” you scold her and she laughs, “but i set up the game so i change the rules, cmon you know that,”

you exhale as you both enter her room and she puts some music on, “no, i didn’t know that. you admitted it, that you lost, so now—” you huff shutting the door behind you.

“yeah, so now what? i just get to fuck you right?” riri says taking off her bookbag and her shoes and hoodie, fuck, you see her arms flex around her shirt, dammit, you’re getting distracted, “n-now you.. ugh i don’t know! we didn’t discuss actually prizes, or establish rules so i don’t know what happens now,” you huff out and she walks over to you and pulls your chin down to kiss her and you completely fall over and unravel just from her mouth alone. you wrap your arms around her just like you always do and feel her hands around your hips and you moan in her mouth.

she releases you and you both pant, “i’ll fuck you, mami, i lost fair and square, okay?” and you smile, triumph at last. then she adds, “but i still like it when you ask me, so can you? please for me, baby?”

and she sounds so needy, much like you do sometimes, and you can’t help but wonder, “why?”

riri smiles shyly and shakes her head, “i honestly don’t know, i think it’s a kink, maybe. like i like seeing you get all flustered and embarrassed, i really couldn’t tell you,” she admits, rubbing all over your back and butt.

you laugh, “really? that’s it? i can do that,” you say sweetly and she puts her forehead against yours, “yeah? for me?”

you kiss her nose, “just for you. please fuck me, riri,”

you see her smile, true and big, “yeah, yeah, i will,” and she kisses you again. you gasp, her tongue taking it as an invitation to invade your mouth and you mouth once you start to taste her. she slides her hands against your dress and begins to unzip it and you start to slip out of it as well.

she laughs, “i really do like this dress, baby,” she says and you laugh once it’s over your head completely, “yeah, now that’s it off right?” and she laughs with you as you both kiss and walk back to the bed and she eases you down.

you sigh feeling her mouth attach to your neck and start kissing your ear as she presses against your underwear and holds your leg open with the other hand. you’ve been waiting for this for so fucking long, god you feel like you’re gonna cum the minute she actually touches you.

your bra and underwear come off at the same time you feel her immediately press against your clit with her ring and middle fingers. you arch up, not expecting such sudden contact and moan, “hahhh, ohhh riri, right there,” you whisper out and spread your legs wider so she can access your pussy better.

she kisses against you and murmurs, “so pretty for me, baby,” in your ear and bites against your skin and your nipples. you whine, already overstimulated from not being touched for so long.

it only takes a few moments and few circular motions of her fingers for you to reach to reach your orgasm, you twist your head, “ahhh, mhmm i’m cumming riri, i’m gonna cum—” you moan out, hand grabbing for the sheets and pulling as riri encourages you, “that’s it mami, cum for me, go ahead, i wanna see,” and you let go, you mouth falling open and your legs clenching around her as your clit pulses and your pussy twitches, cum leaking out as you ride your orgasm.

you whine out, all high pitched until riri removes her fingers and kisses your face all over, whispering praises and affection. you sigh and pull her down for a proper kiss, sitting up slightly. riri smiles against you, and pulls away, “you wanna try it today?”

you blink, still high from your orgasm, before you realize what she’s talking about. it being the strap you two had decided to buy when you were both high after finals. you had talked about it, wanting to use a strap on, and riri admitted to having done so already (and you tried not to get jealous or find the girl’s address) and that she thinks you’d like it.

always down to try new things (and always down to spend money that isn’t yours) riri clicks purchase that fateful night and ever since then it’s stayed in her dorm closet, still not been used.

riri kisses your hands, bringing you back, “you okay, honey?” she asks looking into your eyes, “we don’t have to try it now if you don’t want to, it’s okay,” she says but the images of riri fucking you, pounding into you like there’s no tomorrow, her folding you like a pretzel and moving inside you, makes you ache in ways you’ve never ached before.

“no!” you say a little too loudly, “no, umm, i want to. try it i mean. we- we can,” you finally get out and riri smiles and she jumps up from the bed and whispers, “okay wait here,” as she goes to her closet in the bathroom

when she comes back, it’s in her hand, presuming she just cleaned it, and she’s got on boxers and her shirt is gone leaving her sports bra on. you smiled nervously, and she soothed over you thighs, kissing your cheeks, “imma have to finger you to open you up okay?” fuck, she’s so much, you nod, speechless, and she looks at you with those eyes and you say it aloud, “yes that’s okay,” you whisper and she sneaks a kiss to your lips, “good girl,”

fuck you could’ve moaned aloud if you weren’t already embarrassed. she lays you back down and kisses your lower half as she squirts lube on her right hand, her left still rubbing circles and patterns into your thighs. you whimper and toss your head back, you’re not going to be able to hold eye contact like you want to. you love seeing riri finger you, her skilled hand flexing inside you always drives you over the edge but knowing what’s coming next has you whining and hiding.

the cold lube is the first thing you feel before you feel her warm middle finger move inside your walls, making you gasp and close your eyes. you feel her kisses against your thighs and hear the small praises, “good girl, open up for me mami, okay?”

you moan feeling the second finger, “yeah, i will, hhaaa, feels so good riri—” you slur out, already feeling drunk on her two fingers alone. she laughs a bit before moving her fingers back and forth and you whine and move your legs, fuck, fuck, her fingers feel so fucking amazing. you sit up a bit, because you know the angle you like the most and you look at riri with hooded eyes, and she’s so focused, looking deeply into your pussy as she moves slowly in and out of you and holds your stomach down to give some added pressure to your pelvis. she adds a third and fuck, fuck—

you throw your head back once you feel her graze your g-spot, “hahh, yeah yeah, right there baby, please,” and she sighs, “yeah i feel it baby, that feel good?” and you moan and nod in agreement and she kisses your mouth and makes you lean back a bit more so she can hit it just right —

“ANNHHH, yeahhhh, yes please right there, right there riri, don’t fucking stop, pleaseeee,” you whimper out and she nods, hiding her face in your neck and kissing you there as her thumb finds and circles your clit, oh fuck, it’s too much.

you feel your pussy starting to pulse with her fingers and you know riri can feel it too, “i’m..! im about to cum, haaahhh! riri let me cum, please,” you whine out against her mouth and she whispers back, “yeah cum for me mami, lemme feel it, cum on my fingers, baby,” you toss your head back, disconnecting your kiss momentarily as you pulse around her, your pussy bucking against her hand and pulling on her fingers as you start to cum, squirting slightly as you moan out her name slurred and delirious.

riri’s encouraging you all the way, whispering small ‘good girl’s in your ear and she shakes her fingers inside you to prolong your orgasm; you grab her wrist from overstimulation and buck, “haa, i’m done, riri fuck, i came..” and she kisses you and pulls her fingers out, and you can vaguely hear how wet you’ve gotten.

you continue to kiss as your body calms down and riri rubs all over your skin and lightly touches your pussy, trying to get you relaxed again. you sigh once she releases your mouth and ask you, breathless, “where you want me, mami?”

your face heats up and you close your eyes, sighing, right. she’s about to literally fuck you, and even though you feel your pussy aching you from your last orgasm, you’re so excited for it you feel it twitch once the question leaves riri’s mouth. you try to remember all the times you and riri have tribbed before and where you liked her best and you sigh out, “on top, please,”

she nods, kissing you sweetly, and she holds your face to look at her, “hey,” she says quietly, and you open your eyes, nervous, but you see riri looking just as nervous as you, “thank you, y/n. i know this is a lot and it’s new, so imma try my best to make you feel good, okay?”

so so sweet, so considerate, fuck, riri williams is literally a fucking drug the way she has you wrapped around her finger,

you moan a bit, not expecting the sincerity and nod, “thank you, too.” you want to add an ‘i love you,’ but decided to hold off and she nods once more before moving around and grabbing the strap and adjusting her boxers. she takes the dildo and attaches it to her boxers and you hear her curse slightly, “fuck, i haven’t done this in a minute,” she whispers mostly to herself but you lean up and stroke her face encouragingly.

she looks at you with her pretty eyes and she leans into your hand and kisses it slightly, reaching for the lube and putting some on.

riri leans down, mostly to distract you with a kiss, because she knows how embarrassed you’d get if you see her like this, and you gladly accept because the thought of riri fucking williams — your girlfriend — stroking herself right now before she enters and fucks you would drive you up the wall. you hear it though, the soft sound of lube against the silicone and it makes you whimper in riri’s mouth, knowing what was about to happen.

once riri deems herself coated enough, she rubs her palms against your thighs and you feel her slowly slide the strap against you, and you gasp, breaking the kiss, and moan a bit, still nervous. she kisses down your neck and whispers how sweet you are and some thank you’s and such and you close your eyes, fuck, fuck it’s a lot.

she guides herself against you and slowly moves inside, the strap opening you up in a way her fingers couldn’t. you moan aloud, gasping, “holy fuck, riri,” you sigh and she whispers, “i know baby, it’s okay, hold on to me,” and you do just that, grabbing her forearms with your hands and sighing as her pelvis touches yours.

fuck.

she inside you. fuckkkk.

you can feel it, the plastic, right before your g-spot and you’re catching your breath softly, keeping your eyes closed as you try to collect yourself. riri is huffing in your ear too, obviously trying to control herself and let you adjust. she had told you that once, while you both were high and talking about sex, that she loves strapping. it’s her favorite part because how much she loves making her partner feel good, and that sometimes she can’t control herself when she does.

you remember hearing that, and how excited you were in the moment and now here you are, actually experiencing it. you moan softly again and pull her face from your neck and kiss her deeply, and riri gladly accepts, kissing back and rubbing her hands over your thighs and legs. when you part you whisper, “you can move,” is the smallest voice your body allows and riri looks at you and back down at your pussy and back, “sure?” and you nod.

she kisses you again and pulls out slightly, then pushes back in, rocking against you, holy fucking shit, you moan, loudly, feeling the tip of the strap barely touch your g-spot.

“fuck—” you let out softly and riri does it again, pulling out a little more this time and thrusting back in and knocking the wind from your lungs. you toss your head back, nails digging into her arms as she starts thrusting steadily into you, a slow pace to get you acclimated.

and what a wonderful fucking pace it is. you’re moaning loudly, head back and legs tightly wrapped around her body as riri looks at you in complete awe, you could fucking feel her eyes all over you. before you even adjust, your body is already craving more, and you groan aloud, and riri leans down still fucking into, “what, baby, you want more?”

her voice sounds so fucking different, your thighs close a bit, and you nod, you didn’t even know what you wanted more of, you just needed something else, the feeling of your orgasm pooling in your lower belly but not moving. you huff as she thrusts the same, “then ask me, mami,”

and you tilt back and moan, fuck, you’d forgotten all about that, her little embarrassment kink and you squeeze your eyes closed to avoid eye contact and you moan, “riri please fuck me harder,” and she sighs “yeah? say it again, baby let me hear you,”

you want to hit her, she’s so mean, keeping this slow pace and making you beg like this but your brain is fogged, completely unraveling at riri’s dick so you don’t care, “please, please, baby fuck me fuck be harder i need it fuck— i, i need you,”

and it’s all she needs.

maybe it’s the ‘i need you,’ but riri goes into overdrive, picking up your thighs and fucking into you deeper and harder, pulling out more and pushing back in at full force and you toss your head back and shout out, “YES, fuck, fuck, right there, right there, unhhhh please please please—” the strap is completely on top of your g-spot now, abusing it and rubbing against it with every thrust.

and you can hear riri cursing slightly above you, enjoying watching you squirm and she takes her right hand and starts toying with your clit, adding more pressure to your lower stomach with her left and you buck and shout, the sting of overstimulation in your veins. your orgasm sneaks up on you and your pitch in your moans change and riri catches it before you even say anything,

“you gonna cum, baby?” and you nod, breathless, about to let go and she’s suddenly at your ear, whispering,

“don’t you dare fucking cum,”

and you twitch, what? your mouth hangs to retort and she continues, “you think,” her thrusts get harsher as she talks, “you can just fuck with me like that for a week and i’m gonna let you cum?”

you moan again, fuck, fuck she had told you this last time, that she’s into obedience and when you had asked her to clarify, she just laughed and said “you’ll see, it’s kind of obvious,”

you feel some tears leave your eyes and you look up at her pleading and moaning, “ha, uhnn riri please let me cum, please,” it’s all you can do really, because the pressure on your pussy is making you speechless, your words already slurring together.

she chuckles a little and kisses your mouth, still keeping up with her intense pace, your pussy feels like it might fucking explode. you pull away from the kiss, bucking and moaning, tears still flowing steadily down your face, “please, please, i wanna cum,” you cry out, trying so bad to hold it in.

riri moves away from your face and kisses your chest, “i know baby, i know, just hold out for me okay, be my good girl, make up for how bad you were, yeah?” she grunts out and you nod, loving the thought of riri praising you again and being called good girl is all you wanted. it doesn’t help, though, because your orgasm is still approaching too fast for you to control and you try to warn her,

“riri, riri, baby, i — i can’t, uhhhh fuck fuck! please please im cumming — please let me cum, it feels so good,” and it’s nothing but music to riri’s ears and she’s grunting too, you feel her thighs shake against yours, “okay baby, cum with me okay? can you do that for me, mami?” and you nod, agreeing to anything if it means release.

she lasts for a few more thrusts before you start cumming first, yelling out a loud moan of her name along with slews of curses as your whole body pulses. riri’s right behind you, gasping softly and moaning quietly as she bucks softly into you and her legs shake. your thighs twitch and she takes her hand away from your clit once she feels it swelling up against her thumb. shes gasping some more before she falls over on you and you both stay, still breathless.

well, fuck.

you’re still gasping when you laugh welty and riri laughs too, now giddy and high after cumming so hard. you lift her face and pull her in for a kiss and murmur against her mouth, “i love you,” and she gasps and kisses you deeply, rubbing your legs and thighs up and down, “i love you too, baby,” she says back quietly and you smile and kiss all over her face.

riri sighs lowly and begins to pull out, and you moan slightly, pussy pulses almost like it’s begging for riri to come back inside. she takes off her boxers and lays next to you as you both catch your breaths and calm down.

you’re looking into her eyes and you smile, “that was good,” and she laughs a bit, “yeah, it was,” and you lean over and kiss her again, still feeling like you too should be connected in some way.

she rubs up and down your arms and massages your lips and clit a bit to calm them down. you sigh into your mouth and you buck a bit, knowing you couldn’t give her another even if you tried. she whispers against your mouth once you pull away, “thank you, love,” and you nod, “of course. and thank you,” and she repeats you and sits up to kiss you properly. riri gets up to go to the bathroom and grab you both warm towels and some fresh pajamas. you look at the time, fuck it was 9:30.

“i think we need to come up with a code word or something,” you start once you catch your breath and she sits next to you again, holding your hand and rubbing her thumb against it. she raises an eyebrow, “for?”

you smirk a bit, “for when we both get to proud or embarrassed to say what we want. because you clearly needed that like i did,” and riri laughs, and puts her hands up in defense.

“okay, how about, umm… ‘i need help with macro’.” you snort at her and shove her a bit,

“oh my god, you’re never gonna let me live that down!” you laugh and she laughs with you, “what, i mean it’s a big staple in our relationship! you did that instead of telling me what you wanted, right?” she smiles and holds your face and you smile back, “yeah yeah, i guess.” you huff still smiling.

and she leans in again and whispers another “i love you,” right against you lips.

about a week later, riri and you are in the quad again, and the memory of what she had tried to do here floods your mind the minute you sit down.

she’s working diligently and looking so focused and so sexy you bite your lip and lean over into her ear and whisper, “i think i need help with macro again,” and she laughs back,

“i was just about to say the same thing,”

riri come home the kids miss you

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…lemme go grab my vibrator cause WHEEEWWWWW

behaving for an audience +18 (shuriri x reader)

after a new rule is set in place from shuri, you and riri decide to break it despite knowing the consequences. shuri comes home to her disobedient girlfriends and decides to teach them once more.

HARD DOM SHURI COMES HOMEEE ONCE MORE!! y’all i want to personally thank @mbakuetshurisprincess for this sexy ass idea but over all i got TOO many requests for more brat tamer shuriri x reader and this is just y’all’s fantasy bc i’m crazy just like y’all are.

to note; i took inspo from the shuriri NSFW headcanons and the first time shuriri story, so please read those before you read this! and here’s the playlist for shuriri x reader if you haven’t read that either

you know the warnings : overstim, crying, multiple orgasms, brat taming, name calling, squirting, drooling, (lots of fluids in this one yall, it gets intense) restriction, blindfolds, harsh punishment, orgasm denial, tribbing, strap on sex, dom! + brat tamer! shuri, switch! + brat! riri, sub! + brat! reader, breeding kink!

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translation : ndibuze unthando: ask me love

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you haven’t cum in nearly a month. and it’s all shuri’s fucking fault.

you guys have been together for nearly 6 glorious, sexy months and nothing makes you more happy than being with your girlfriends, but you’ve completely overlooked the relationship you three have. after one more than enough threesomes and a many conversations, you three have come to the conclusion of where your roles are in your relationship, both sexually and emotionally.

shuri was gonna be a dom, of course, you and riri both knew and riri had come forward and let you both know she’d be more than find with switching. you had told them you were a switch but after being topped back to back, it was natural for your conclusion to change and come out as a sub, which they were both okay with.

but it was until last month that some problems arose.

shuri had been busy, much like she usually was, and there hadn’t been a full time for the three of you to be together in a minute. you and riri were both worked up because of this; deciding to just do a small quickie before bed. and once shuri got home and noticed you two both knocked out, she felt disheartened, not only for missing another night with you and riri again but because she herself hadn’t been satisfied in a while either, her work and black panther duties pushing her farther away from you both. this resulted in a big group discussion one late evening, some time later.

shuri started, “my loves, i need to talk to you both,” and you and riri share a glance as you both put on your pajamas, “what’s up, shuri? are you okay?” you ask first and riri looks at her when you do.

she laughs a bit, “yes, i’m fine, i don’t mean to scare you at all, it’s nothing bad, just hear me out,” shuri gestures to the bed and you three sit down and she speaks again before your and riri’s brain scatter even more. “i know i’ve been busy with being queen and black panther and i’m sorry i haven’t been that attentive to you both, truly.”

you speak up, ready to defend her, “shuri we both know how busy you get, it’s alright,” and riri agrees with you, “yeah, baby, we totally understand, this nation literally can’t run without you,” and shuri nods, “but what i mean is, we haven’t had any time together here,”

and you let out an “ohhhh,” after understanding she what she meant— sex, intimacy, being truly together. you blush a bit and riri talks before you do, “yeah, i guess we haven’t… but like what can we do? just wait for each other?”

and that’s what starts this whole thing.

shuri brightens up a bit and smirks to herself, “yeah. maybe we should. exercise some control, yeah? see how well you two can behave.” by now riri’s interest have been peaked, while your head is still reeling. “you mean like wait as in, wait until all three of us are available to have sex? like all three of us?” you clarify and shuri nods, completely serious.

“yes. i want you both to wait.”

it’s completely absurd, you’re thinking after nearly five weeks of absolutely nothing. after that shuri had specified what she meant; you’re allowed to masturbate and you touch yourself but Bast forbid you or riri try to fuck on each other. riri hasn’t touched you, shuri hasn’t touched you, you’re literally getting off on small kisses and it’s driving you insane. so much so your vibrator is starting to look like your best friend.

and you know you shouldn’t but you want to test either of them, see who would, if they would, crumble first. you know what’ll happen if you go to riri and get caught; shuri all the more willing to punish you both together as she’s done many, many times before.

but even that excites you— shuri’s punishments are nothing but intense pleasure fests for you and riri both. there hasn’t been a time where you actually learned your lesson because how genuinely you both loved and longed being punished by her.

and then, an idea forms.

after your fourth failed attempt at masturbating, you decide to see if you can get away with convincing one of them to just go ahead and fuck you someway possible. you get up from bed and toss your useless underwear and vibrator aside to go and look for your girlfriends.

it’s a slow day in wakanda, shuri’s barely had to leave the throne room and riri’s been mostly in her mini garage building away. you decide to go with your idea and hit riri first, her all the more willing to fuck you and disobey shuri than the other way around.

you put on your favorite shorts, and riri’s crop top hoodie (she loses her mind when you wear her clothes) and walk with your slippers on to her garage, high ponytail swinging slightly as you sway your hips.

riri’s music is loud and you and shuri are the only people with access to her garage so when the door opens she immediately turns it down and greets you, “hey baby! one second,”

you walk around her projects, still swaying and she lifts up her googles and smiles, “hi, what’s up?” and you smile back wrapping your arms around her, “i miss you,”

riri wraps her hands around your waist, “i miss you, too, baby. what’d you need?”

you lower yourself, right next her lips and whisper back, “you,” and close the space between you two. riri smiles into the kiss, pulling you closer and deepening the kiss. you sigh as she rubs up and down your back, slightly groping your butt and moving her tongue against yours.

fuck, you’ve missed this, missed being so close to her, to either of them, and the thought of shuri catching you has you heated, your pussy twitching slightly. you move riri towards one of her tables and start reaching for her shirt to pull it off, sliding past her kimoyo beads.

riri pulls away, “okay, wait, fuck, remember what shuri said?” and you whine, “i can’t wait anymore riri, fuck. and since when are you one to follow rules?” she smirks back at you, the little convincing it took was all she needed, “yeah, yeah. you want me to touch you?” and you moan and nod back, her hands already taking off the hoodie you had on. she bites at your neck and spins you both around until your against a table, bucking against her and taking off your shorts.

she’s already moving your panties aside, her hands touching your lips and you moan, “fuckkk—” so excited for some friction. she moans back, mouth still working on your neck, “fuck, sound so pretty for me, baby,” and you nod. riri adds more pressure to your clit, circling around it with two fingers, and you buck and moan, tossing your head already close to cumming when—

the door opens. shit, fuck fuck—

shuri’s nearly around the corner before you and riri could even separate and explain but she sees you both, hot and practically naked and she stares for a bit as you both stammer.

“we— we were just— just” you try, fixing your clothes and shuri is still quiet, before she checks her beads and looks back up.

“five weeks and four days, huh.” she says and you both know what she means. riri exhales and you fiddle with your sleeves, the shyness that you try to so hard to keep down rising as you keep looking at the ground. shuri speaks up again, “i honestly don’t know why i expected either of you to last longer, but, here we are, right?” she walks closer to you both, titling your chin up and keeping her eyes focused on you and riri.

“my loves. i’m so happy i’m finally off tonight.”

she says it with pity. you lick your lips slightly, “where do you want us?” you whisper and shuri smiles, before walking away. “i’ll see you both in the bedroom, yeah?” and the door closes before you can even agree.

you let go of the breath you were holding, and look down at riri who looks like she’s just cum on herself and like she’s seen a ghost. “fuck.” is all she can say.

you’re in the bedroom with riri, dressed up and waiting for shuri. she had been calm for the longest, asking you both to get undressed and put on the matching lingerie sets she had gotten you both and making sure you were okay and prepared for the night; fingering you both with your underwear still on and not give you enough friction to even get off on it, just opening you up. riri had told you about this when shuri left the room, “she’ll be all sweet so when she’s actually mean you know the foregrounds, like who she was before,”

and it makes sense, you think sat on the bed, you and riri both anxiously excited to get started. she handed riri a blindfold and you a small pink tie that matched the lingerie, before leaving. you turn to riri, wanting to talk to cut some tension, “what’d you think she gonna do?”

and riri sighs and looks around the room, thinking, “i really don’t know. when i would get punished it would just be cumming over and over again, until i said the safe word. she went on for hours, like i really don’t think she gets tired.” she looks at you, “you remember that first time we had together?”

your brain pulls up the memory and you shudder, “yes,” if it’s anything like that, you won’t last a chance. riri nods, “well that was a fraction of what i used to get, like maybe a fourth.” well shit, “and since we’re both in trouble, who fucking knows. god, fuck, she’s taking so long,” riri whines impatiently, fiddling with her bralet.

you smile at her, looking at her set, a bra and matching underwear a soft pink color that shined perfectly on her skin, drastically different than yours, a black set with ribbons and bows that hang. you scoot closer. “you look pretty,” you whisper, still feeling bratty and wanting to test shuri, and riri looks at you and smiles, “you do, too.”

you lean closer and kiss her again, you’re already in trouble there’s really no point in trying to behave now, right? riri seems to completely agree with you, moving steadily against your mouth and holding your cheek as you kiss. you’re just barely getting into it before you hear shuri come in and break you two up once more. you separate slowly, no use in hiding it, and shuri smiles softly.

“on any other circumstance that would’ve been exciting.” she says, her voice low and deep, that you and riri both feel it in your core, “but, right now, i think we’ll keep the praises for later, yeah?” you nod and see out the corner of your eye riri does too.

shuri walks closer, “i really wanted to treat you both tonight. i was coming in your garage, riri, to let you both know i was off, but instead here i am being mean and having to punish you.” she sighs like it’s an inconvenience for her but the smirk on her mouth suggests otherwise. you rub your thighs together, impatient, and huff out, “can we please just start?”

shuri holds your gaze for a second, her eyes dark, and, shit, you feel like that might’ve been the wrong thing to say. but after a while, she smiles that warm smile like she isn’t about to fucking wreck you, “yeah we can, sthandwa, you remember your safe word?” she asks gently and you and riri say it at the same time and she nods. she tilts her head back, “lay down for me, y/n. riri, up,”

you move first, semi excited and very nervous as you lay down and riri stands, looking at shuri with wide eyes, and she whispers to her. riri sighs and sits on top of you, much to your surprise and gestures towards your hands as shuri start to get undressed.

you look between her and riri, and shuri starts, “you can’t keep your hands to yourself, can you, sithandwa? so i’ll make sure you can’t touch anything for the night, okay?” the pink tie, you think as your eyes widen. shuri is behind riri now, topless, and rubbing up and down her arms, and murmurs, “if that’s too much, let me know—”

but you cut her off, “it’s fine.” and she smiles, kissing riri as she puts your hands together, riri making a perfect knot as if she’s done this before. you shudder as you think hard, maybe she has. shuri grabs the lube and the blindfold.

she starts again, “and you, riri, don’t need to see anything, always so ready and expecting, right, usana? i need you to completely give your sight to me, okay?” riri gasps lightly, before nodding and shuri ties the blindfold, obscuring her vision and you see riri visibly swallow and it hits you; shuri’s trying to hit both you and riri’s weak points.

riri has said it before: she loves to see you both come undone, it’s her favorite thing. and she absolutely can’t stand it when someone else is in control unless they can keep her there. and you need touch, you crave it like an addict. and with your restricted hands and riri’s hidden vision, shuri’s trying to make you both beg for her, completely admit you need her and apologize.

fuck, she really has it all planned out.

you huff at nothing, moving your bound hands against your chest and slightly thrust against riri once the realization hits, “shuri, this isn’t fair,” you whine and riri moans at the feeling of you rub against her. shuri smiles a bit, “it’s not supposed to be fair, my love. it’s supposed to be a lesson,” and you huff, moving your legs since it’s all you could do.

she settles you, “don’t move, love, you’ll cum soon enough, okay?” and you whine again and you hear riri whine, too, still grounding herself on your lap, muscles flexing. shuri takes a step back and takes you both in, sighing. “you both look so lovely.” she whispers and you twitch again, needing some type of friction on your clothed pussy and riri moves slightly against you too.

shuri doesn’t seem to notice though, grabbing two small dildos from the drawer and soaking them in lube and then coming back behind you both. she moves your underwear aside first and you feel the coldness against your pussy and buck, surprised she’s already starting. shuri shushes you and rubs your legs before pushing the dildo inside and holding it there, before moving on to riri to do, you assume, the same; riri gasps and huffs out her nose, her hands gripping at your abdomen.

that can’t be it, you think, and move your legs around, “shuri, what—” you start but she puts a finger to your mouth, now next to you both. “whoever cums first gets punished first, kuqondwa?” and you see it, a small, black remote in her left hand and her thumb presses against it.

fuck.

the small dildo stutters inside, resting right on your g-spot, and you and riri both buck, tossing your head back and moaning, and riri claws at your stomach, gasping and hanging her mouth open. riri whines on top of you and gets needy too fast, she starts to rub against you, obviously needing friction on her clit and you whine,

“haaaa, fuck, fuck! riri don’t— don’t move, ugnnnhhh—” and she shakes her head, whining, “need it, uhhh fuck fuck, feels so good,” and you whine, hearing shuri laugh a bit as she lifts your tied wrists from your chest and binds them headrest. you buck again, whispering retorts and she just looks at you.

the pressure from riri’s entire body being on your clit and the low vibe pulsing inside you has you closer to cumming than you want to be. you close your eyes and try to settle your body as shuri’s gaze pierces yours, she’s still behind riri, taking of her bralet and playing with her puffy nipples and riri is letting out gasps of surprise, still not used to being blinded. she whispers, “you close, y/n?” and you huff and shake your head, trying to slow riri’s thrusts down against you, the frills of the lingerie hitting you just right.

“no! no, i’m — im not, i can’t, fuck—” and it’s pure misery, and you see riri’s chest heave, she’s about to cum, you think, and you whine. riri’s head is entirely on shuri’s shoulder, she needs some grounding, and shuri is encouraging you all the way, whispering a small “go ahead, baby, let me see it,” and you buck, your entire body shaking. no, no, no—

it’s happening before you can even say it, you’re cumming, just off of shuri’s words alone and you feel it; your pussy twitches around the dildo, it nearly slipping out while your clit pulses on riri’s and she gasp herself, yelling out a “fuck! im cumming, i’m cumming, i’m cumming—!” right behind you and you can feel it through the silk, her clit practically kissing yours as her orgasm racks through. you huff and thrust against her once your subsides, your nails digging deep into your hands.

riri finally comes to, head lulling forward as she catches her breath, the vibing in your pussys has finally stopped. shuri takes a breathless laugh, “well, that was nearly a tie, but i think you came first, right, y/n?” you shake your head again, eyes still closed and lip still between your teeth, not wanting to admit defeat.

“no? you didn’t cum?” god fuck, her voice; her tone has entirely changed, challenging you to lie to her again. you moan out a sigh and nod “yes, yes, i came i came first, i’m sorry, i’m sorry shuri—” and she’s shushing you again, holding riri and leading her to lay down next to you, she’s still completely breathless and whining. you feel her rub up against your thighs, and you twitch, wanting to close your legs but deciding against it.

you feel shuri slip against you, when did shuri take your underwear off? and riri is laying at your side, still coming down from her orgasm. shuri’s strap is already wet with lube and you gasp and shut your eyes again, feeling her almost pushing inside. “y/n, look at me, love,” she whispers and you open your eyes slightly.

shuri’s smiling at you, of fucking course she is, obviously loving this torture and you buck, feeling her push inside, gasping out wetly. “don’t cum, alright? riri, you hold this yeah?” she hands riri a different vibrator, and riri huffs, moving her hands around to reach for it and holding it against her still clothed clit, turning it on and whining lowly, a slew of curses leaving her mouth. you watch her intensely before gasping yourself, feeling shuri finally push inside you and you keen, moving your body around as your hands were still bound.

“shhh, sithandwa, be still and just take it okay?” and you shout out, your pussy feeling overwhelmed. riri’s moans are in the background and you can’t help but whine with her. shuri starts slow, thrusting against you like she wants to make sure you’re okay and it’s insufferable. you hear riri distantly say, “haaaa fuck shuri i’m cumming, can i cum please, i’m so— i’m so close—” and she sounds so filthy that it causes you to buck against shuri, who laughs at you only to say, “go ahead, ri, cum for me love,” soothing over her legs as she whispers out praises and is still fucking harshly into you. riri rolls over to you, capturing your mouth to try to keep you afloat and ground herself.

your mind is blank though, riri’s orgasm is just a precursor to you as you feel your pussy get practically assaulted, shuri’s skin slapping hardly against yours and you can’t even hold onto her, you can’t feel her, and it’s awful, you whine, “take— take them off, please please! i need, i need you—” you sound so pitiful and shuri pays you no mind, keeping her pace until you feel your body swell with heat, you were gonna cum, you could feel it in your veins, your brain fogged. you strain against the tie on your wrist and whine in riri’s mouth once she kisses you again,

you pull away, “i’m cumming, fuck, stop, shuri please, i’m cumming, i — i cant, fuck fuck! haaa—” but she doesn’t hear you, you can hear her faintly grunt, but it doesn’t matter, you can’t keep it down, your orgasm ripples through your skin, back arching and hands shaking against the headboard as your pussy squirts against shuri, you feel your clit pulsing and you moan breathlessly, drool leaving you mouth as it hangs open.

after it subsides, shuri’s pulling out and catching her own breath, rubbing your thighs, and kissing your ankles. “still not behaving, huh?” she says lowly and pitifully, like she tried to give you a chance, and you want to retort, to bite back an “i tried to tell you,” but nothing comes out, your brain is completely unavailable. she chuckles a bit, the scoots to riri as you recover, kissing all over your face, whispering praises and thank you’s. she slips the blindfold off and riri whines when the light hits her eyes.

shuri laughs a bit at you both, moving away to grab yet another fucking strap and handing it to riri, “can you be good and fuck y/n while i fuck you?” and you gape at her, mouth hanging open before turning over to riri, who’s already agreed and is standing on wobbling legs. shuri leans down and kisses your whimpering mouth, grabbing your wrists and untying the tie and you let your a hands fall. “be good, okay?” she whispers and you feel tear prick your eyes when you feel riri’s hands slide against your legs and her mouth kissing at your stomach, “i’m trying—” you start and she shushes you, “don’t. if you want to cum so much go ahead, alright? but when i say so,”

you whine, but nod, and shuri adjusts herself and settles behind riri, already moving inside her and she bucks, huffing before leaning down and opening your legs once more. “good?” she says, just as breathless as you and you nod, feeling riri’s dick, a little bit thicker than shuri’s’, right against you, your pussy twitching at the thought of being full again. she pushes inside you slowly, and shuri starts thrusting lightly, causing you both to moan.

your hands now free, you grab at riri’s stomach, her getting the hint and leaning down to kiss you as you wrap your arms around her and shuri starts with a subtle rhythm, moving inside riri causing her hips to start inside you. you both pull away and gasp, riri’s forearms nearly giving out as shuri fucks into her, harder and harder. you can feel it, fuck you can hear it, the harsh slapping of skin echoing around the room.

riri’s cursing against your mouth, trying to hide herself against your lips, bucking weakly against you but still thrusting nonetheless. you can’t even think, your pussy so full and overstimulated you couldn’t tell. but riri’s pussy must be full, you can tell by the way she’s whining, moving slightly and gripping at the sheets. you can see shuri grabbing at her hips and sighing, clearly enjoying watching you both. “you gonna cum riri? go head, love,” shuri whispers against her neck and riri’s mouth hangs open, low moans leaving it.

“fuck, fuck! uhhnnn—” she sounds so sweet, you think, and you wrap your legs around her slightly, pulling her more inside you and causing her to get some more pressure on her clit and she whines, “fuckkkk i’m cumming, fuck, fuck, FUCK—” and you nod, “cum riri, cum for me cum inside me baby, please,” and it’s everything riri needs to hear.

she lets out one more shout before completely stilling, eyebrows furrowed and eyes shut as her pussy shakes against yours and practically swallows shuri’s dick, her orgasm seeming to rack through her whole body. you can hear the fabric being squeezed between her fingers as she whimpers and you sigh, watching her in awe, nearly mesmerized.

shuri pulls out slowly, and riri does the same, falling next to you, catching her breath. shuri sighs again, “are you okay?” and you know she’s asking you both, but neither you or riri can say anything so you both settle for nodding instead. you can feel her smile, and shuri taps your legs, “can you move usana? stand up for me?”

fuck, there’s more? you moan, tired, but still excited, your pussy leaking slightly at her directions. shuri asks riri to do the same who moves slowly but moves nonetheless. once youre upright, shuri grabs your face and kisses you deeply. “can you ride me, my love? cum for me one more time?” you look at her with tired eyes, body aching, and nod, “yeah i can, i’ll be good i promise,” you whisper and she smiles and lays down. “ri, you’ll sit on my face for me love?”

fuck. riri moans out, “yeah,” quietly, her voice nearly gone. you settle on shuri’s hips, lowering yourself on her dick as slow as you can, moaning and whimper out lowly. riri does the same, facing you and slightly sitting on her face, clit overstimulated and her body shaking. you start slowly, raising your hips and moving down slowly, your clit brushing against her abdomen.

you hear shuri moan in between riri’s thighs and riri is silently whimpering, grinding against shuri’s tongue and rocking her hips into her sharp jawline, hands gripping the sheets. you lean forward and capture riri’s mouth, needing some type of grounding, hearing her sigh into yours as you both feel shuri practically everywhere.

her hands are steady gripping at riri’s butt, her legs flexing against yours, you can hear her licking at riri’s pussy and you can hear the wet sounds your own pussy is making against her dick, and fuck it’s too much, it’s too much —

you pull away from riri’s mouth, your movements becoming uneven as you feel your orgasm approach again, your body twitching when shuri starts thrusting harder up into, “i’m— i’m, haa fuck, shittt—” it’s useless trying to say it, you’re honestly positive shuri can feel it, and you do too. the feeling washes over you in waves, possibly your sixth orgasm of the night and it still feels as intense as the first, and you whimper, too overstimulated to moan out anymore and haunt your movements against her.

riri seems to be right behind you, her low gasp collecting at the back her throat and you see her twitch again, breathing heavy and sighing out, “shiitttt—” and her thighs flex against shuri’s jaw. riri completely falls over now, thighs flexing and she’s letting out ever curse word in the book, keeping her legs together to keep anything away from her pussy as she recovers. you’re still on top of shuri, pussy practically leaking on her abdomen. you see shuri, her jaw drenched and she looks like she’s seen heaven between riri’s thighs.

shuri sits up herself and sighs, tapping your thighs, “lay down love, this’ll be the last one yeah?” your thighs ache, you’re completely dizzy and obedient at this point and you nod, lifting up slightly and laying on your side, and shuri comes behind you, stretching slightly and flexing her arms, before opening your legs and sliding the strap against you.

riri lays next to, shuffling so your pussys are rubbing against each other and kisses against your mouth, dazed much like you, but still craving friction, and shuri starts, sliding inside you while riri’s mouth occupies yours and you moan, feeling her swollen clit shudder against yours.

shuri’s in your ear now, grunting softly, “you’ve been so bad havent you, baby?” and you nod, clawing at riri’s skin once shuri’s pace speeds up, her so obviously focused on her own pleasure now, “teasing me like that, fuck,” her voice is so loud over the sound of your pussy moving against riri’s and her dick literally stirring your insides.

“you’re so lucky i even let you cum, right? what do you say, baby?” fuck, fuck, you’re moaning and drooling and crying unabashedly now, moaning out slurred “thank you! unnhhh, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you—!” as she continues to drill inside you, your body moving harshly against riri’s who bucks back with you, “thank you, fuck, fuck, i’m so close,”

and neither of you can fight it anymore, your bodies completely obedient to shuri’s dick it seems and she doesn’t let up, still keeping up that harsh pace thrusting, as she chases her own high, “fuck, you want me to cum inside you, nkosazana? yeah?” and you’re nodding, really not even hearing her truly, just excited to have her finally, finally cum and give your pussy a rest.

she’s closer to your ear now, “ndibuza, unthando. beg me for it,” she whisper out and your whole body shudders, your mouth moving before you can comprehend, “cum inside me please, please my queen, i need it, please please, breed me, i’ve been so good—!”

it’s one harsh thrust later that your hear her curse lowly against your back, her thrusting stopping and her thighs twitching and you feel it, your pussy is filling with her, all the way inside you and the thought of shuri coming inside you pushes you over, grinding roughly against riri who bucks too, moaning out and shuddering as her final orgasm spills out of her skin and against your pussy in tandem with yours.

you huff out more “thank you”’s and riri is doing the same, sighing and pulling away from you and collecting herself. shuri comes up, kissing your cheeks as you lay dormant and rubbing up and down your arms. she slips out of you fairly easily and takes the strap off, sighing. “fuck, i’m tired,” is all she says and you and riri laugh breathlessly. she maneuvers around you and leans over to riri, kissing all over her mouth and soothing over her thighs. you’re both too tired and fucked out to kiss back.

she stands, albeit a bit wobbly, and says, “i’ll be back,” and she’s up again, and you and riri are still panting, holding each other as your bodies calm down.

riri sighs and you do too, “holy shit,” you say first and riri laughs dryly, “yeah,” she agrees. it’s quiet and you two cant even move for a while, still breathless and shaking, both of your entire bodies still quivering by the time shuri gets back with fresh clothes and new sheets.

she’s dressed herself already, boxers and a t-shirt, no a drop of sweat or exhaustion on her; she looks just as normal as she did before you all had even started, “we’ll take a bath yeah? then go to bed,” she says to you both, now that you’re sitting up and slightly coherent. shuri comes to you both, grabbing your faces and smiling.

“you both did so well for me,” she starts, sighing and you and riri look at her completely dazed and in love like she’s hung all the stars in the sky. her face changes slightly, “but next time, i’d rather you listen to me, understood?”

and you both nod, and shuri smiles deeply again before tilting her head for you both to follow her to the bathroom for a nice long bath.

before you get up, however, you and riri share a look that you both know means “we won’t be listening next time either,”

THERE!! DONE AND DONEEEE whewww MY FINGERS HURT SHIT!

i hope you guys enjoyed genuinely and happy fucking NEW YEAR!!! i’m so happy to have ended my year with a community of a bunch of sapphics wanting to fuck shuri and riri like me, so lovely

reblogs, replies, comments and likes are ALL appreciated much love!! 💗💗

finally got around to reading this after class and lord my girl did not disappoint 🫡

let’s go everywhere together +18 (riri williams x reader) pt 2

it’s one of your first school breaks with riri and you’ve been trying to avoid any contact with your family for as long as possible, ignoring phone calls and not reading texts. riri notices this, and plans a couple of weeks away for you both, surprising you and accidentally causing some of the problems you wanted to avoid arise.

we’re back again folks. riri my love, i neeeddd you. y’all already know this is that little riri series i’m working on and i really hope you guys are liking it bc i don’t plan on stopping anytime soon! riri means the world to me (part one here!)

my usually warnings; overstim, strap on sex, crying, praise kink, pet names, light bullying, squirting, multiple orgasms, reader gets spoiled/ mild angst, homophobic family, unsupportive family, lesbianaphobia and harsh language, crying (for a different reason), supportive! riri, defensive! riri

song inspo : do you mind by evann mcintosh

tag list; thank you my loves for all the support!! @chidinma @rxcently @vlkyriesverse @verachii @widowmakker @mocha-aya @shuristan101 @dejaonline @supahst4r @no-oneelsebutnsu @an1meslvt @shuriszn @yamsthoughts @6-noir @g4yforu @adharaoaklyn @remwritess @lolas-bunny @msplayas @acommonwhor3

enjoy!! 💟

riri had been spoiling you lately. and you knew exactly why.

spring break was coming up, and the year had flown right past your eyes. your grades were good, you were good, so happy and content living your little life with riri on campus, but it was all coming to an end. in just one short week, your world was going to come crashing down. in one week you’d either have to decide to go back home for three weeks and face the wrath that is your extremely awful mother or nearly empty your already small bank account to rent an air bnb or hotel room long enough for the break.

you couldn’t fathom staying with your mother, it would practically kill you; her terrible, old ways and just all in all intensity was just so unpleasant to be around, but it was overall how much you knew she hated that you were a lesbian. it ate her up inside like she was dealing with her own demons about her sexuality of some sort, but you couldnt take three weeks of fighting, or her threatening to kick you out or end your phone plan or anything like that.

and those thoughts have been weighing on you, making you go quiet during conversations and having a lull in participation in even your favorite class. all your cakes in culinary were failing and your notes had become jumbled and useless to understand, so much so your professors pulled you aside to ask if there was any way they could help.

you always said, “yes, keep me in class over break so i don’t have to go home,” and they always laughed, even though you were completely serious.

riri was picking up on this too. she would constantly buy you things, you spent every single night in her dorm, or you were never in yours alone. she would be at your side, always trying to make you laugh in some way to ease your mind. and you appreciated it, of course you did, but thoughts like these weren’t just going to disappear anytime soon.

it was really weighing you down.

you were leaving your composition and design class, and in two short hours you’d literally be homeless, broke, or driven into insanity and the thought made your chest ache. you sighed as your phone rang in your pocket, you knew who it was, even though you had blocked her after her very disturbing comments on thanksgiving.

once the call dropped, you called riri, already feeling tears weld up in your eyes. she picks up almost immediately, “hey baby, class over?” and you whisper a small “yeah,” walking straight to her dorm with your head down and voice quiet. riri hears it though, “hey, it’s alright baby, she still calling?” and you nod even though you know she can’t see you, but she understands. “when you get home, i have a surprise okay, it’ll make you feel so much better i promise, okay? it’s already unlocked,” and you smiled, eyes still wet but your heart finally slowed, “thank you, baby,”

and you hear her smile, “anything for you,” your steps pick up a bit, and finally you’re at her building.

riri’s music is heard through her dorm room before you even get there and you smile to yourself, happy to know everything will get better the minute you open her door.

when you do, riri’s packing, most of her dorm already barren and empty and your heart sinks. right, you think, riri’s leaving. your mind reels for a second but riri sees you and comes up to you and rubs your arms, “hey, woah, whatever you’re thinking stop it because it’s not it, it’s alright,” and you nod, trying to hear her but your eyes are already getting wet again and you feel stupid and so over it—

and riri pulls up her phone, showing you her screen, and it says,

your two week air bnb has been booked! confirmation code 7HD89JKMA. CHECK IN: April, 4 2:00 pm under name, RIRI WILLIAMS, for destination myrtle beach, south carolina thank you!

you blink for a second, not actually understand the message until riri talks again, “i know you were really stressed about going home and all that shit for spring break, so i thought we could spend it together,” she says, smiling, and your heart swells and you smile, eyes now wet for a different reason, and you want to hug her but you think—

“oh my god, riri, how much was this? we can’t— you shouldn’t have—” and she cuts you off, “actually i didn’t even spend that much. turns out the owners are real but fans of ironheart, so, for a little fee of 10k, i gave them a lil prototype blaster i made,” she shrugs a bit when you laugh at her, shocked, “i honestly can’t believe they bought it, that thing was so useless,” she’s saying but you can’t hear her, your head is ringing and you’re filled with so much joy.

you nearly tackle her into a hug, much like she does you, and she laughs as you kiss all over her face, your lip gloss getting everywhere and you’re saying “thank you, thank you, thank you,” over and over again and riri holds you close, rubbing your back and kissing you when your lips finally meet. she holds you there, a long, deep kiss, and you smile into it, holding on to her like she’s the only think that matters. you pull away, sighing, “i love you,” you whisper against her nose and she whispers it right back, looking deep into your eyes.

you’ve packed nearly everything you could think of, sunscreen, toothpaste, your hair products… you’re fumbling through your bad at the air port, checking one last time and riri comes back with your sandwhiches laughing. “babe, you’ve got it all, we checked like four times, it’s alright,” she says exasperated. you sigh out a laugh as she sits down, “i know, you’re right, okay. i’ll stop, which ones yours?” and she hands you your food and you both sit in comfortable silence.

you smile to yourself as the time passes, riri on her phone watching some show she’s tried to rope you into and you listening to music, head on her shoulder as you wait for your flight to board. you still couldn’t fathom that riri had done all this just for you, just so you could stop worrying and finally relaxing.

you sigh to yourself and glance at her slightly, her eyebrows down as her murder mystery plays. you chuckle and she looks at you, “what?” she says smirking, and you giggle, “no, nothing your show watching face is just so cute, you look so serious,” and she shoves you a bit, “man, look, i’m trying to figure who murder angela! and they keep talking about stupid shit, like i can’t, even the deceive is pissing me of like—,” and she’s rambling again, already eager to talk to you about her show, and you’ve heard a million times but it still makes you smile.

you feel your phone buzz in your pocket though, before riri can get too deep in it, and your heart sinks a bit. riri notices, “how many times is that today?” she says quietly, focusing all her attention on you now. you sigh once the call drops, “15,” whispering it out like it’s a secret. riri exhales right behind you, “fucking shit, that’s insane,” and you nod, leaning back into her shoulder. she wraps an arm around you, kissing your forehead lightly, “when we land you gonna turn your phone off?” she suggested still quiet, and you chew on your lip thinking. she had asked you beforehand, during your packing and you gave her an uneasy shrug.

“what if it’s an emergency? what if she needs me?” you said sadly, fulling sitting down and riri almost rolled her eyes at you, “baby, look at me, if it was an emergency there’s something called voicemail. and who cares?! she treated you like shit!” and you sigh,

“i know, it’s just,” you fold another pair of pants, “she’s my mom, i guess,” you whisper and riri walks over to you, titling your head up, “i know, mami, but look at how much this stresses you out. i just want you happy, baby, in anyway possible. so just, think about it okay?” and you nod and riri kisses you slowly, hands on your waist to pull you closer.

you put your hand in hers, sighing, “i might. i think i will,” you say quietly and she nods, licking her lips to hide her smile. you chuckle to yourself because you see it, she’s so obvious, and suddenly your flight number is up on the screen, the now boarding sign making you and riri jump up and collect your things, shoving a few more pieces of sandwich in your mouths. the plane boards quickly, everyone just like you and riri, rushing to get somewhere else for spring break. you sit once you’ve past all the security and riri, being the sweet girlfriend she is, gives you the window seat. you smile at her, a silent thank you, as the plane begins to take off.

riri’s checked every bed, bathroom, and beyond once you guys arrive to make sure everything is clean and ready to be used. you had gone to the master bedroom and god, it was gorgeous; long wall sized windows against the side that opened to a gorgeous balcony right above a small pool downstairs. the bed itself was huge, you and riri so used to the twin xl’s MIT provided had you both geeked. you’re on the balcony, breathing in and sighing once you hear the all clear from riri downstairs.

“so after we get all unpacked you wanna head to the beach, relax a bit before the sun sets, yeah?” she says behind you and turn to her, soft smile on your lips. she’s already changed, some shorts (god, look at her thighs) and a crop top, already changed for the warmer weather of south carolina. she smiles back at you when she sees you, “what?” her mouth quirking up to the sides, like she already knows and it’s likely she does.

you walk slowly to her, smiling and biting your lip, before you wrap your arms around her neck and pull her close, “thank you baby,” you whisper lowly and she gets the hint and smiles a bit harder too, leaning in with a, “youre welcome, my love,” whispered back before your mouth is finally on hers.

it starts slow, both you and riri just happy to feel each other and finally having some time outside of school to be in each other presence. you’ve already cut your phone off, riri almost begging you to once the plane lands and you do, agreeing you two should just spend some time together. she’s rubbing up and down your back, lightly groping your ass and you sigh against her mouth, enjoying the foreplay.

you feel riri start to lead you both back inside, walking backwards as you follow, your tongue melting against hers. she whines a bit, pulling away, “all of our stuff is downstairs, shit,” and you sigh, “you want me to get it?” and riri looks in your eyes, shaking her head, “no i can get it, you stay here and look pretty,” she says, all too close to your mouth, before she walks off, slapping your ass slightly earning a small yell of surprise from you.

you roll your eyes once she’s downstairs and sought after the bed, sighing and laying down once you hit the plush covers. riri was right for making you turn off your phone, you decide, your brain was clear and you heart was full; now all you thought about was making love with your girlfriend over and over and over again.

when she finally comes back, she had her boxers on and the small black bag from your luggage full of your sex toys. you sit up, leaning all your weight in your forearms and lowering your eyes. riri smiles a bit and walks towards you, finally on top of you again, setting the bag on your side and rubbing up your thighs under your dress, kissing you deeply. you moan slightly, moving your head in tandem with hers and she moves your dress up to your stomach, reveling your already soaking underwear.

you sigh into her mouth and she pulls away with a drag of your lip, “what do you want, mami? can you ask me?” she whispers agains your lips, hands right before your clothed clit and you whine, your mind fogged, “god, fuck me, riri, please, i need it,” you moan back against her and she smiles again, kissing you briefly before heading back to your neck, kissing you there and slowly taking off your underwear.

you whine and sigh, impatient, and riri grounds your thighs with her hands, “it’s alright baby, i got you.” and toss your head back once she finally adds some pressure to your clit, it’s cute but it’s not enough, “cmon riri, please… please, more, i— i need it—” you whine back desperately and riri sits up and nods, a quick “yeah okay, baby,” and finally moves your thighs around so she can twist your underwear off and you moan once the chilled air hits your lips and riri practically licks her at the sight of you: dress pulled up and pussy wet and pulsing. you feel yourself heat up under her gaze and it makes you try to cover yourself, “cmon, baby, hurry..” you emphasize and riri nearly scoffs.

“we got three weeks together baby, imma take my time with you, okay?” and she says it like she doesn’t care if you object. you moan, frustrated, but you feel her kiss at your thighs and it makes you sigh out in relief to some degree. she finally gets to your pussy and you feel her breathe and your thighs twitch.

“you have such a pretty pussy, mami, have i ever told you that? so fucking beautiful,” and you groan, closing your eyes at the praise and move your pussy closer to her mouth and riri laughs cruelly, “not yet baby, let me look at you,” she whispers and she takes two fingers to pull your lips apart, your entrance pulsing lowly and you jump, sighing and whining. “so wet for me, love, fuck,” she whispers lowly, moving in and kissing your clit; you moan at the suddenly contact, legs shaking a bit under her hand.

riri moans against you, pulling away slightly, “and you always taste so fucking good for me, baby,” and you moan once her whole mouth nearly swallows your clit, riri sucking heavily against you now, and you buck, your thighs threatening to close around her head as you moan out.

“unghhhfffffuuccckkk, ri, baby, right there, right thereeee—!” you squirm against her, riri’s hands holding your legs apart as her mouth works on you, sucking gently and soothing over your thighs, a silent “go ahead and let it out,” you’ve come to realize. and you always do, cursing, moaning, yelling, whatever you can as riri’s tongue opens you up.

your orgasm approaches fast— of course it does with all her teasing— and you sigh, moans changing in pitch as you thrust up in her mouth, whining out, “i’m cumming, god fuck, i’m cumming, baby, please don’t stop— FUCK, fuck, i’m cumming—!” and you feel riri nod against your clit. you yell out as you feel your orgasm trickle through your entire body, clit swelling and pulsing under her tongue as she eases you through it, hands soothing over your thighs as she continues to suck, gentler this time, until she hears you whine high pitched and overstimulated and riri pulls away, chin sticky and huffing.

you sigh once you see her, setting up in your elbows and coaxing her to come forward and riri does, climbing over your body and kissing her deeply, sighing into your mouth as you do too, tasting yourself on her lips. you pull her down completely, arms wrapped around her feeling all her weight on yours.

riri pulls away first, “i really wanna fuck you, baby,” and you giggle, spreading your legs a bit, “well then go ahead,” you tease at her and she laughs too, moving back to where she was, sitting up and toying with your pussy slightly, fingering you slowly, trying to open you and you gasp, still reeling from your last orgasm and she soothes over your thigh, shushing you, “so good, baby, just take it okay?” and you nod, feeling her fingers move in and out of you curling up occasionally to hit your g-spot.

you moan, “i’m — haa, i’m ready baby, please, cmon, ri please—” and riri nods, probably feeling more anxious than you and adjusts the strap against her boxers, taking her fingers out momentarily to grab the lube, lathering herself up and beginning to move against you. you sigh, ready and eager, and you feel her.

your eyes roll back and close as a low moan leaves you, her strap sliding inside you with ease and you feel your head toss back as riri comes forward, and she lets out her own, “fuck,” watching her enter you slowly, your pussy filling out as she reaches the hilt, her lower stomach right against yours, your clit brushing up against her boxers. you whine out once riri bottoms out, holding on her forearms and pulling her down for a kiss.

riri gives you no time to adjust after she feels you whine in her mouth and grind against her, she pulls out slowly and thrusts back in, the skin on skin contact echoing around the room. you disconnect your lips to moan, yelling out curses as she fucks into you. the strap on she’s using you can tell is the newer one; just a bit bigger with rubbed edges to make you feel everything. you’ve only used it maybe twice but, fuck, it’s becoming your favorite. you sigh out as riri leans down and attacks your neck, moving her hands against your breasts.

you gasp, “ohhhh, right there baby, pleaseeee fuck me fuck me right there—!” riri finally changes her angle and fucks deep on your g-spot, thrusts becoming sloppy once she hears how close you are. riri’s dick was always able to drive you over the edge even when you’ve just reached it. you toss your head back but riri says it before you can, still keeping her harsh pace, “gonna cum baby? yeah? ask me mami, ask me,” she grunts out and you claw at the sheets, pussy twitching and full of her dick.

“fuck— haaaffffuccccckk, riri baby, ri please please, PLEASE ughhh let me cum please, i’m so— i’m so close—!” and riri nods, your moans always driving her closer to her own orgasm, you’ve discovered. you feel her thighs shake a bit against yours and you moan once she nods, adding some pressure on your clit, “cum for me mami, let me see it, go ahead,” you sigh out a “thank you,” mumbling praises and such as you feel your pussy squeeze around riri, pulsing and twitching as your head tosses back and you feel your orgasm string though you, your whole body glowing.

riri’s right behind you, clit rubbing against the softness of her boxers being paired with your moans enough to drive her over. she curses lowly, still thrusting some like she’s trying to push her orgasm inside of you and the thought makes you twitch in excitement once your pussy finally calms down. riri sighs out and pulls out slowly, collecting her breath as you do the same. she gently falls next to you and you rub against her cheek with your hand, smiling. she smiles back at you, holding your hand in hers.

you close your eyes, slightly, sighing before you hear riri say, “one more?” and you gasp at her and shove her a bit, laughing and giggling, “sure, sure, cmon,” and she’s smiling once more when you open your eyes and leans over to kiss you. riri’s infamous “one more?” usually meant all night.

you both maneuver in a way that results in you on top of riri, sliding down slowly on her dick and you both sigh, riri watching you intensely and holding your dress up so she can get the full view, “you’re so pretty, baby,” she whispers kissing your knuckles. you’re holding on to her hands to ground yourself, body still quivering from your orgasm and you whine once your completely full again, the dildo rubbing against your walls.

riri thrusts up slightly, asking quietly, “you okay?” and you nod your head, eyes still shut trying to adjust. she sits up properly and captures your mouth, holding on to your back and you wrap your arms around her. she kisses you deeply, slowly thrusting and moving inside you and you gasp lowly against her mouth.

it’s a slow pace, mostly just because you want to feel each other and riri keeps it up until you start to get impatient, rutting against her more aggressively to get some stimulation on your clit. you sigh out once she takes the hint and lays you both down, thrusting up into and still leaving your mouth connected. you moan, separating for a bit, “ohhh, ri, love you—” you slut a bit, pushing back down on her in tandem with her thrusts. she whispers it back, dazed and sighing a bit, thrusts getting sloppier as both of your orgasms approached once more. “i’m— unnnhhhh in cumming baby, i feel it, ohhh ri— fuck, fuck—!” and you feel your orgasm ripple through you again, your brain buzzing lowly and your thighs flexing and twitching against hers. riri cums not a moment later, holding on to your back and moaning lowly in your chin, making you sigh and rub her arms as she pulses in her boxers.

you both fall over now, sighing and collecting yourselves. riri rubs all over your body and kisses your shoulders. you giggle, “i know you said you wanted go to the beach but i literally cannot move,” and she laughs behind you, “me neither, let’s go to bed,” and you laugh as she turns both of you over, slipping out of you and gathering all the toys together and putting them in the sink. you don’t miss how her legs wobble a bit. you joke, “you alright there?”

she’s faced away from you but her middle finger comes up, “fuck you,” she jokes right back and you laugh a bit, fixing your dress and sitting up properly, “you just did, babe, let’s get some rest please,”

and she comes back, different shirt on, still flicking you off. you sigh once she lays down, gathering you up in her arms, your dress now off leaving you in your undershirt. you sigh against her chest as she turns on the tv for some background noise, “i love you, you know that?” you whisper slightly and riri nods, “of course you do, i just got done fucking your brains out so yeah i hope you love me,” she jokes and you hit her chest lightly “oh whatever,” you say but you’re smiling, eyes shutting slightly as you relax in her arms. she whispers a soft, “goodnight,” into your scalp and sleep washes over you, you too content to fight it anymore.

riri takes you on a shopping spree the next afternoon after some quick shower sex. it ends with you steaming and jelly legged and riri walks out wobbling a bit too and you both laugh. the shower itself was huge enough for you both and then some, and you both felt refreshed and relaxed once more.

you wear a simple one piece, the florals of the romper coloring your skin nicely. a gold set matches your dress, one riri had bought for you for your birthday. riri wears another crop top and a small skirt, hugging everything just right and you can’t help but smack her ass once she walks by to get her hair clips. she slaps your hand away laughing out, “exactly why i never wear this shit,” but you know she likes the attention.

you both leave after a small quick breakfast, walking out in the sun and holding hands. you’re right on the boardwalk, thanks to riri’s haggling of her creation, and it’s between a museum, an aquarium, and some shopping centers. you’re already excited, phone still off and head still feeling clear, and you don’t even have to ask riri to follow you into some stores.

you shop for a bit, trying things on with riri and making her try some things on with you. she leaves the boutique with a nice new suit and you a new romper like you don’t already have 6, which is what riri says.

when you’re back on the boardwalk, you make simple conversation, holding bags and walking to the next boutique, “i think we should go shoe shopping next, yeah?” you suggest and riri perks up, her not-so-secret interest was shoes and she smiles a bit, the quirks of her mouth tilting, much like it does when she’s shying up, “yeah, that’s cool,” she plays it off but you smile anyways.

you smile a bit, really enjoying the moment until—

“y/n? holy shit is that really you?”

your stomach turns. it really couldn’t be, there’s no way. riri turns before you do, eyebrows down, making eye contact with a young girl, maybe a couple of years older than you, before turning you, “uh, who is that?”

you eyes feel wet, “girl, you really not gon say hi to your sister?!” riri gapes at you and you turn around before she can say anything more, “charmaine, hey girl!” you laugh out awkwardly and your sister smiles a bit harder, rings blinging in the sun and teeth nearly blinding you. she comes towards you and opens her arms, hugging her with your bags in hand.

“girllll, it’s been so long!! where you been?” fuck, you wanted to leave, but you laugh away your tears as she pulls away to look at you. “oh yknow, still MIT, remember?”

charmaine smacks her lips, “oh yeah, i remember that, you thought you was all that getting into that school, huh? didn’t tell nobody nothing!” you feel the heat in your stomach grow, you did tell them, you had told everyone and they acted like you were supposed to stay home and refused to help you and didn’t bat an eye when your mama kicked you out and— “yeah, i guess i just wanted to keep it to myself,” you mutter and charmaine laughs again, pulling out her phone.

riri’s watching you intensely, mostly because she knows you’re lying, she’s heard this story before— you wanted so badly for your family to be proud of you, and when the time came for affirmative action and you got into MIT early they had cast you out like they couldn’t fathom you leaving let alone so far away.

“and who is this? mama was talking about you being with somebody, but i ain’t know she meant a girl,” charmaine says the last part like it physically pains her to get it out, and you feel it all over again, everything you wanted to avoid, your memories flood back— thanksgiving, your senior year, charmaine telling you to suck it up and stop crying when your mama would yell and embarrass you every year—

“yeah, well, fuck you too,” riri mumbles only for you to hear, folding her arms. “my name is riri, and i think that’s our que to leave,” and she offers her hand to you and you stiffen, ready to go but hear charmaine’s voice, “oh my god, you’re really a dyke? like for real, holy shit no wonder you never call anybody,” charmaine doesn’t even pay attention to what riri had even said and you chuckle eyes still wet and heart still beating and she scoffs, “girl if you gon be smart be smart to my face, stop saying shit under your breath,”

“why are you here, charmaine?” you finally ask, looking up, tears spilling and you catch riri look at you for a second but your sister doesn’t miss a beat, “girl it’s spring break, you’re not the only one in school, yknow. i know you think you hot shit but i got classes and all that bullshit too,” and she’s already getting offensive, much like she always was, you’d ask a simple question and she’d treat it like an interrogation.

“okay, you’re right; it is spring break. but you’re here. the beach, of all places. and you hate the beach, remember? for my birthday all i wanted was to go to the beach and we left four days early because mama believed you when you lied about being allergic to fucking sand,” your voice is raising now, all the bottled feelings coming up in your throat and you feel riri put her hand in your back but it doesn’t settle you, “yeah, well that was forever ago—”

you cut her off, “and yet here you are, faux sand allergy and all, the day after i haven’t returned any of mamas calls, a week after you had texted me that you was really disappointed in the way i was acting, right? so, you, my sister who i havent seen in nearly five years with a hatred of the beach so big she ruined my birthday, are here, on the fucking beach. so i ask, why?”

charmaine opens her mouth to speak but you can’t stop whatever train your on, “why are you here when you told me that no one would ever love me? when mama kicked me out five years ago and you threw my stuff out with her? why are you here when last year you told me you were ‘proud to be an only child’? why the fuck are you here when i’m finally fucking happy and forgetting about the fucking shitty family i came from?!” you finally yell, a couple of onlookers walking by and staring but you don’t care, all the shyness you had felt are replaced by white hot rage, the feeling deep inside your stomach like a pit that’s been sat for too long.

charmaine sighs a bit, clearly not going to give you the answer you were looking for, and says, “mama was worried,” you laugh, a deep, cruel laugh that even shocks you a bit. “yeah if she was so fucking worried, she wouldn’t have kicked me out two fucking months before i started classes.” you spit out harshly and she’s about to retort but you remember what riri had told you, and get it out before she can stop you, “tell mama, if she calls me again, i’m calling the police for harassment. and if she ever sends you to follow me again, i’m reporting you both for stalking,”

you hear riri stifle a bit of a laugh, and charmaine is about to speak, but youre turning away before she can, picking up some of the bags your dropped and letting out a deep breath, riri coming to your side immediately. “are you okay?” she whispers as you both walk away and you feel everything you had been holding back in your throat once again, wet, hot tears burn at your eyes and you shake your head “no,” you whisper out and she nods, holding you close and walking away faster, trying to find a bench for something for you to sit on.

your mind is racing, heart still beating out of your chest and once your sat you sigh and riri stands up, wrapping her arms around your head and you rest your face in her stomach, sobbing quietly. you can hear riri, she’s whispering everything you need to hear, much like she always does, and it has you smiling despite your face wet and eyes still leaking. you were just happy to be alone with her again.

she pulls you back after a second, making you look into her eyes and she smiles, “you cried all your makeup off, oh no,” she says and you laugh a bit, “yeah and i got it all over your crop top, so, we’re even,” you say, sighing and wiping your face. riri chuckles again and sits next you, both of you facing the river banks outstretched on top of the sunset.

riri breaks the silent moment, “you okay?” she whispers once again, and you sigh, leaning back and settling into her shoulder, “yeah, i’m okay. i’m sorry i never told you about her,” you whisper the last part.

riri scoffs a bit, “i totally get why you didn’t, she fucking sucks,” and you laugh a bit again, sniffling some. riri speaks again, “no but seriously. you don’t have to tell me about your family if you don’t want to. every detail and like, who wronged you how, if you want me to know i’m here to listen but if you wanna forget and start over? i’m here for that too,” she whispers the last part, a sweet secret she wants you and you alone to know. you smile, face heating, even at your most honest, heartfelt moments riri could still make you shy up and blush like a little girl.

you sigh again, “i hate that she was here, but… i don’t want to talk about it anymore. i just wanna spend the rest of my break with you,” you say looking at her and she looks at you again, tilting your head with her fingers, leaning in, “me too,” she whispers back, closing the space between you.

riri fucks you deep and slow that night. she runs you a bath and you wear a silk nightgown to bed just to pull it over and nearly devour you like she hasn’t had you before. and you know why— riri takes the ability to put your mind on something else incredibly seriously like it’s her second job. and you love her for it.

“unnmmfffuckkkk—!” you’re gasping out, the third orgasm you’ve had racking through you as her left hand works on your clit and she fucks you from behind, a position you’d never admit to her was your favorite. she nods, hearing you completely fall apart, kissing your shoulder blades as you moan out, sighing when you feel your pussy squirt out a bit, legs clamping and thighs flexing. you sign once it’s done and done, falling on your forearms and gasping to catch your breath. she leans down against you totally now, kissing you all over.

she whispers against your skin, “you wanna go again?” and sigh and nod, and riri pulls out, a slick wet noise escaping you and she taps your thighs asking you to turn over. you sigh, moving on your back and she’s on top of you once more, capturing your mouth and rubbing over your breasts and your stomach. you feel her start to slide against you, the strap already covered in your cum and it makes you moan against her mouth.

she finally pushes inside again, startling you a bit and you whimper, feeling her again. riri moves away from your mouth, kissing your cheeks and ears as her thrusts start, whispering lowly in your ear, “i love you, baby,” and it makes your body nearly glow, you sigh out and claw at her back, the whisper in her voice enough to be stimulating. “riri, fuck— haaaa—”

and riri keeps talking, strap kissing your g-spot as her thrust grow faster and harsher, “you’re so perfect, mami, you know that? so good for me, i’m so happy you’re mine, my love,” and you can hear it all over your entire body it seems, your head is spinning and your legs feel locked under hers but your orgasm is approaching and you can feel it, whimpering and tossing your head back, claws deep into riri’s back, “i’m— fuck, riri, i’m cumming, i feel it, ohhh i’m cumming—! please, please baby,—!” and you don’t know what you’re begging for, her pace doesn’t slow and she doesn’t relent, kissing you and holding you open and your orgasm pulls through your body, your pussy clenching around her dick and your clit twitching once more, you moan unabashedly, tears spilling a bit as riri kisses and praises you through it.

you buck against her once you’re done, sighing as riri’s assault finally stops. she pulls out and lays next to you, sighing as you catch your breath again. you laugh a bit once you’re back to earth, “i’m sorry i know you wanted to go look at shoes, but i cannot move again,” you laugh out and she smiles and waves you off, “we’ll go tomorrow yeah? got three whole weeks remember?”

and you smile, three weeks and a lot more, you think and reply, “yeah, we do,” too happy beyond your own comprehension.

i changed my name just for this story ; i am now riri’s femme lesbian wife i love her sm i can’t deal with it

sorry if the homophobia and lesbianaphobia got a little too intense but i needed some angst because then we get protective and sweet riri and i fucking love it sm

anyways i’m in class again you guys so bear with me!! i promise i’m still writing but they got me in three studio courses back to back like all fucking week so just give me some time!!

i hope y’all have a good one byeeee🫡🤎