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tumblr pls stop showing me shuri and namor fics. I do not want them RESPECTFULLY!

me tryna figure out when being christian meant being a fucking bigot:

nah cause since when did being Christian mean being straight and homophobic? I’m not understanding cause im Christian and im a heavy homosexual??? (also yall do know that the bible and Gods word had been tampered with throughout history so some of the stuff in there is not completely accurate right?) So until Letitia Wright ever does reveal her sexuality ITS A MYSTERY TO US ALL 🤭

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

okay guys whewwww that took me out a bit i hope you enjoyed! leave some requests for who or what you want next!!

byee don’t forget to reblog and leave comments!! 🤎🤎

CHAI 😧

I just seen a shuriri x reader story and read “Tears ran down your pale face” I said AWOOP JUMPSCARE!

I was so shocked 😭😭

can we please PLEASE RELAX?! Jesus with half the shit y’all say abt tish and EVA ESPECIALLY… y’all are ruinin it for the rest of us 😒

…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

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submit to me (shuriri x reader) 18+

hey 🤭 this is my first time writing on tumblr and im lowk scared.. like what do I even say in one of these authors notes things??? prolly gonna pop up every once in a while with smth for people to read idk yet tho 🤷🏾‍♀️

gotta give cred where it’s due, this is heavily inspired by @generallysapphic their works are incredible

warnings: reader and riri are subby lil whores, tribbing, lottaaaa lotta lotta sex, basically porn w/o plot, voyeurism if yew squint, maybe a lil degradation if yew squint

some translations: zithandwa zam- my loves, uthando- love, khawulezisa- hurry up

bored, bored, bast i’m so bored.

I have gotten no attention from my loves all day and I was starting to get angsty. swinging my legs back and forth on the desk I was sitting on, I played around with riri’s hammer that was placed on the desk and hummed a small tune.

riri walked over to me as I jumped from my place on the desk; finally, some attention. I smiled at her expectingly as she walked over, excited be with one of my girlfriends.

she walked right behind me to reach for her tool box. well damn.

as she picked up a tool from her took box she turns to shuri, “shuri catch,” she yelled, throwing a wrench from her tool box right towards shuri.

she caught the wrench with ease. “how many times do I need to tell you to stop throwing heavy objects around riri?” last time riri threw a cogwheel towards shuri without looking, she broke a prototype shuri spent hours working on… it didn’t go well for her.

“my bad baby,” she said walking back to her original spot at her desk. I watched them work with a hot feeling in my stomach. damn they look good. with shuri in nothing but a tank top and sweats, i watched her arms flex every time she used that wrench. riri had on a sports bra and shorts. i watched her perfectly pierced nipples on display through the bra as thoughts of my lips attached to them racked through my mind

I could feel myself getting more fidgety as i watched their bodies move and work away at whatever they were building. at this point, anything was better than sitting and watching them work themselves to death in this damn lab. an idea popped into my mind and I fake a yawn best I can, throwing my hands above my head and stretching. my slightly cropped shirt lifted and a small portion of my midriff became exposed as riri watched me, eyes drifting.

just what I wanted

“you good?” she questioned. she looked me up and down and she could tell how bored I was just by looking into my eyes. “we’ll be there in a minute just wait a little longer baby.”

“nah i’m tryna take a nap… i’ll be back in a minute,” I said, looking and riri with a certain look. she immediately caught on to what I meant by “nap” and bit her lip.

“um yeah shuri I think imma go too. we been working since 7am and i’m tired as hell,” she said, only half meaning it. yeah she was tired, but not tired as in “I wanna sleep” tired. tired as in “i’m tired of working and wanna mess around” tired.

“you two go ahead, i’ll be there for diner.” shuri gave riri a kiss on the forehead and walked over to me to hug me. “get some rest, zithandwa zam.”

“haaah fuck please please please,” I whined and writhed all over the place. riri’s clit rubbing against mine having too big of an effect on my orgasm. “please don’t stop. need it need it so bad.”

“nghh im gonna cum fuck i’m gonna cum so hard ohhh my god,” riri’s eyes were glued shut as she wailed and moaned on top of me. her dripping pussy on mine like felt like heaven that I never wanted to let go of. and fuck the sounds she made, all whiny and high pitch. she especially got like this whenever we were tribbing, saying it was her favorite way to get off.

“please, please, please, wanna cum, fuck i wanna cum, i wanna cum all over your beautiful pussy please let me cum!” she babbled into my neck as my legs shook. fuck she’s cumming, I can feel her pussy get impossibly wetter. it drips against my folds and it’s just enough to send me over the edge.

“cumming, cumming, cumming im cumming-!” I silently screamed into riri’s chest and softly bit her nipple to quiet myself down. “ngh-! fuck fuck baby do that again please,” she begged

I softly bit her nipple again looking into her brown eyes, licking and biting softly as she moaned and squirmed in my arms. because her nipples were pierced, her sensitivity was through the roof as she arched her back, forcing her chest further into my face. I couldn’t help it as I began moving against her, wanting more friction on my clit. I knew I was overstimulating her, but god she felt so good.

“shit please baby please,” at this point I was begging just to beg. I just wanted more of her and her creamy pussy on mine. I wanted to smother myself in her chest as I sucked and nibbled on her perky nipples. fuck I could do this all day.

“wow. so I leave you two alone for 30 minutes and you’re already going at it like you’re in heat.”

fuck.

riri is quick to jump down from my lap, leaving my wet cunt exposed to shuri. “f-fuck um-“ riri panicked looking anywhere and everywhere to avoid shuri’s piercing gaze.

“shhh no need uthando. both of you, go back to what you were doing.” she tilted her head to the side and smirked in amusement. she was planning something, I could see it in the way she looked me up and down.

“please shuri-“ I whined as my breathing picked up, excited to know what she had in mind. “nope, no help from me. c’mon give me a show you two. i’ve been working so hard to protect this nation, i think I deserve a private performance.” she is vividly eyeing my fluttering cunt chuckling at it’s reaction to her presence.

me and riri are looking at her like deer in headlights, wide eyed and shocked at shuri’s request. we’ve never done anything like this before and judging by the look on riri’s face, she’s just as shocked and turned on as I am.

“khawulezisa, i don’t have all day,” she demands in a deep voice, thick with her accent, and fuck it’s so sexy. she takes off her tank top and throws it somewhere around the room, exposing her perfect torso and breasts. riri slowly climbs on top of me again and her clit slightly rubs against mine, making us both moan out.

we slowly find our rhythm again, grinding against each other with our eyes shut. there’s a new found feeling that makes me clench around nothing, knowing that shuri is watching me and riri moan and rub against each other. our chests are rubbing against each other, making riri pant even louder and heavier.

shurir stalks her way over to the bed to whisper in riri’s ear, “you like having your nipples played with like this?” as reaches between us, she’s squeezes and rubs riri’s nipples. riri moans in ecstasy, rubbing faster against me. shuri’s low voice in riri’s ear is enough to have her like a bitch in heat, grinding her pussy on me. “nngh, fuck riri slow down!” our clits gaining more friction causes a high pitch whine to escape my lips, as my eyes roll back; god this feels so good.

“haaa fuck shuri please. need you so bad, need to feel you, need to feel you deep- haah!” moans and pleads roll off my tongue like it’s nothing, begging shuri to fuck me. “poor usana, need something long and thick in this pretty pussy huh? what, riri isn’t enough anymore? she seemed like enough before I walked in here,” she says, reaching in between us to run her fingers through my folds. she rubs against me and riri, as we grind into shuri’s hand.

shuri could feel the wet spot between her draws as she watched her love’s pathetically rub against each other. she wanted nothing more than to take them right then and there, but she had to be patient and enjoy the scenery in front of her. “wanna cum usana? wanna cum for me? c’mon cum all over each other. fuck, it’s so wet I can see it. I can hear it. go on my love’s, cum for me.”

fuck that’ll do it.

riri is absolutely gone. shaking, crying of overstimulation, moaning, she was all fucked out as her thick creamy cum spilled over my pussy and shuri’s hand. my cum mixing in with hers as I bit into her neck to quiet my squeals.

“look at you two, such good girls for me yeah?” shuri’s lips connected with mine as she slipped her tongue into my mouth. fuck she drives me crazy as her tongue explores and licks every crevice of my mouth. she detaches from me, a string of spit keeping us together.

she turns to lean into riri, as riri completely opens her mouth for shuri, reaching her tongue out. shuri sucks on riri’s tongue, slow and sensually, letting her tongue into her mouth and bobbing her head up and down. riri whines and pinches her nipple, feeling her cunt clenched around nothing.

shuri slaps her hands away from her breasts and says “patience my love, i’ll take care of you..”

LMFOAOA I PRESSED THE POST BUTTON TOO SOON BY ACCIDENT 😭

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maybe i’ll write more, who knows BUT FOR NOW THIS IS WHAT I GOT

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shuriri + love tropes

She’s supposed to be on break but I’ll let it slide! Y’all come look at this plssssss. It’s a piece of art

Footprints in the Sand

Shuri X Black!Fem!Singer!Reader

Contains: Angst and fluff.

A/N: Listen... I have no other explanation other than, this idea was nawing at my brain like a toothless dog and I had to get this out of my mind! I'm sorry, I will be starting Mo Baby fics back up here soon and I'll be looking at the requests soon as well. Hope y'all enjoy. -Ro <3 Here We Goooooo

‘I walked many miles to feel this way, and all I am left with is disappointment. I am not disappointed in you, for that is something that I subconsciously expected from you anyway. I am disappointed in myself for going through with it. I was lost in your eyes, the same way I have seen everyone do, but you turned away from me as soon as I looked in them and looked past my reflection in your pupils, finding the truth within your soul. I’ll mind my business now, because that wasn’t your intention, you know, for me to see you? You wanted me to see what I wanted to hear, but I didn't. I saw you, and I loved you for it. I now look you dead in the eyes, the real you, and say goodbye. No one else will see her again. You never let her out. So you’ll eventually suffocate her with the mask that you’ve glued together for years. I hope that she has a beautiful funeral that I will not be attending. She will hold a special place in my heart forever, but she will no longer hide from me, because she will be dead. I wish you the best. The absolute, wondrous, spectacular, best. I pray for you still and hope that my voice reaches you in another dimension. Maybe another lifetime, but in this lifetime, I let you go. I choose me, from now on. I choose me. I will choose me because I am the only one in this situation that truly will. I am proud of that. I am beautiful, and my creations are miraculous. Congratulations on witnessing some of my magic, but the show ends here, my beautiful moment. Goodbye, I am letting you go because if you come back you have been mine in the first place, but I still get to decide if I dispose of you the way you did with my heart. I hope each and every temporary feeling adds up to what I could’ve provided because they will have to, because I am no longer here. Not on this astral plane, not in this life. I am letting your energy go. It is my choice. I choose me. ‘

“Shit…” 

Shuri stares at the paper, reading your handwriting over and over again. She didn’t have time to fix this, not anymore at least. She wanted to support your art but she was busy. She wanted to attend your shows, but it wasn’t her scene. She wanted to love you but…

She couldn’t help but think that this was the most poetic way she’s ever been broken up with. Her heart had the illusion of still being intact, until you reached out and touched the deceptive thread that held it together. Stanzas lose their structure as they fall to her lungs, making it harder to breathe the reality of it. You’re gone. 

You said goodbye so beautifully. What was she gonna do? You left in a way where she couldn’t be angry, so where would she store her loss? Where would her helplessness reside? She didn’t know that you left a trail in the sand within the beach that is disguised as her mind. Footprints at which she needed to follow, you being at the end, silently waiting. Would she let the ocean of tears wash them away before she got the hint? Everything about you was a song, singing and lulling Shuri’s oblivion to sleep as her lack of acceptance grew in her chest with every second that was passing. 

“No…” 

She says to herself. She isn’t letting you go. You must have lost it! Losing every ounce of resistance within, Shuri throws herself to her feet, snatching her jacket and heading out the door. She knew you were in the studio, where else would you be? A vibrational infirmary where melodies tend to your heart, a spiritual operation room stitching together broken melodies to allow your creative flow. It was the equivalent to the significance of Shuri’s lab to her. You sing melodies into the microphone, but from your ears, they’re cries from the depths of your gut. Trained ears couldn’t hear it as such, but a certain panther could hear it from a mile away. It pulled her in as she stepped through the door quietly, not wanting to interrupt your hundredth take of the night. 

A note catches in your throat when you see her, and while melodies stopped dripping from your lips, the music never stopped. Her presence seemed ethereal while the music blasted in your ears. It seemed that your studio engineer left two minutes ago, you had no idea. The music continued and you both stared at each other, pupils speaking to one another, speaking a silent language to hide the conversation from the lips that only speak apologies at this very moment. 

You two couldn’t snap out of it, it wasn’t a trance anyway. You both stood within a realm that no one else could describe, because no one other than the two of you can see it. An epiphany uprooted Shuri’s feet from the garden of hesitation and she finally moved toward you, pushing through the door to get to you. “Ba-...Shuri what are you d-” She held her hand up, stopping your sentence with the gesture. “Let me speak, please.” She says, her voice shook but she planted her feet yet again, this time in the soil of gratitude to the universe of her determination to get you back. She found the footprints, and you knew that. 

“I’m not poetic… but I am a woman of science. I’ve seen Bast work miracles, so I cannot say that everything in science can be explained.” she slowly walks toward you, her hand outstretched, but your eyes are still on hers. “But what science can’t explain, love will. A miracle isn’t even the right word for the creation of you. Just please, I can figure it out…one line at a time, one note at a time, I can listen. I can try, My Love…please.” Her pleading spoke back to every show she missed, every problem she’s “kissed better,” every “Not right now, baby,” every “Shuri please, at least read it.” She spoke to every time your heart dropped when she wasn’t in the crowd. She spoke to each and every disappointed expression on your face after every show, asking your team “did Shuri show this time?”

“Please…” she begged again. You wanted to believe her, and truth be told…you did believe her. She just lied to you in the most alluring way. She said she wasn’t poetic, but the enchanting apology left her lips like smoke getting you high on forgiveness. There’s nothing more poetic than that at the moment. You wrapped your arms around her waist, resting your head in her chest. “Home?” you asked, Shuri chuckling at the one word that caused her so much relief. “Yeah baby, let’s go home.” 

Shuri showed up to every show after that, staying up with you in the studio at times and making sure you rehearsed enough. She would sing your lyrics back to you and you loved that. All it took was a path on the sand, the ocean of her love appeared once again. 

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