Judy's little smile when Nick tells her she's the best thing that ever happened to him KILLS me. It's so subtle, but it's so important, she's so happy to hear him say that T.T
also, riri is wayyyyyy better than me because if i needed money for my suit, i would've definitely been calling shuri up and sticking my hand out with zero shame
i really wish they could of kept that scene in bpwf when shuri confronts riri about stealing the code to her AI griot but the series definitely confirmed that she took that code and ran with it😭😭
pairing: shuri udaku x riri williams x black!fem! reader
summary: it’s been a year since the events of bpwf and everyone in Wakanda is slowly adjusting to the new normal. shuri is taking it harder than most (as expected) and is pretty much closed off to everyone except her advisors and riri. you and shuri have always been close, always dancing on the edge of not-quite-there, but lately it’s like there’s an invisible wall between you two. to make matters more complicated, you think you might be halfway in love with shuri’s beautiful and brilliant “friend”, riri. everything comes to a head on your birthday as truths come to light and you realize your feelings may not be unrequited after all…
warnings/tags: smut! (18+); slight angst (sawryy); mentions of grief nd dealing w grief (no judgment here we all cope in our own ways); voyeurism (brief but tagged in case that’s not ur thing!); yearning duh; polyamory; feelings; nightmares; comfort; recreational drug use; shuri is 24 nd riri 22 here;
a/n: hello, is this thing on??? apologies 4 not updating in so long, i’ve had sooo many incomplete blurbs/wips but this the fic that won. one of my first ever fics on here (old blog) was shuriri x reader nd i wanted 2 spin the block (i am a triad truther!!). not one, not two but THREE science gfs? Ikdr; i played sooo fast nd loose with the layout of the lab lmaoo but hey this is fiction for a reason! i guess there is ,,, some semblance of a plot ??? enjoy 💋
song inspo: only have eyes 42 - janelle monáe (queer rights!)
word count: 14k+ (listen… its abt the journey)
you had no idea why you cared (you did).
why your gaze kept straying over towards the woman on the other side of the lab. maybe it was because she looked exhausted, her face resting in the palm of her hand, her gaze unseeing. or maybe it was the way that she held herself, her tall frame almost bent over as if keeping upright was taking more energy than she cared to exert. or maybe it was the woman beside her.
what the two women whispered together, you couldn’t be sure, but Shuri finally offered Riri a heartbreakingly gentle smile and your insides writhed almost painfully at the tenderness of the exchange. you got the striking impression that there was more between them than mere friendship, your gaze snagging on the lingering way their fingertips brushed against each other’s on the desk, and Riri even swiped a lock of the Panther’s curly hair off her forehead and out of her glassy eyes.
you knew that the two had become even closer in the wake of Namor-gate, but this seemed to run deeper than just platonic comfort. the whole exchange was so achingly gentle, so intimately private despite the location, and so completely at odds with the newly sharp edges of the Panther with which you were familiar by now. she had always led the Design Group with a gentle but firm hand, but ever since the Queen’s death and her taking on the mantle, all her softness had been honed out of existence.
or so you thought.
you and shuri were never lovers by any means, but you’d been friends for ages. you shared a quiet bond over your love of science. she would seek you out in the lab often and vice versa, the both of you exchanging ideas well into the early hours of the morning. sometimes, in the quiet of your bedroom, you would daydream about what it would be like to belong to her. to truly know her in a way that transcended friendship. these days you barely even had that. Shuri had pulled away so violently and suddenly from everything and everyone in her grief. well, almost.
you felt like an intruder, standing there gaping openly at them, as further proof of her naturally tactile nature played out before your astonished eyes. this was not the first time you’d witnessed her calming under Riri’'s touch.
it hurt in a way you were not prepared for. a hurt which you couldn't even begin to explain its foundation or depth.
you forcefully dragged your gaze away, shaking your head free of all non-work related thoughts as you tried to focus on the screen in front of you.
it was almost 2 AM, yet here you were, laser-focused as you tried to debug code you’d been stuck on for almost 3 days now. ordinarily you’d have given up by now and reached out to shuri for guidance, but you were very wary of interacting with her these days. your other colleagues would also have been of little help as many had been jealous of you and shuri’s previous closeness, and now gleeful at your apparent separation. you let out a sigh, debating whether or not to give up for the day when you heard the lab doors slide open again and Riri stepped inside.
you’d never really taken the time to look at her before; you, like Shuri, had been impressed with her brilliance as you inspected the vibranium detector delivered by Namor. the level of skill and attention to detail displayed was surprisingly refreshing and you were eager to meet her, though that eagerness was dampened by the series of events that followed. she seemed rather bookish, but definitely not shy; aloof but not arrogant.
now as she stepped into your quiet workspace and approached you, you took stock of her full cheekbones, her dark brown eyes that noticed everything and revealed almost nothing, her hair braided back in her signature cornrows, bringing her delicate facial features to attention. she was rather short, about 5”2 - shorter than yourself and Shuri by a good few inches - but her attitude and confidence made her seem taller. Bast, you thought, she’s actually really pretty.
a second later, she caught you staring at her and you ducked your head back down quickly.
you glanced up again and found her staring at you with a strange quirk to her mouth that was almost a smile. she was leaning against your desk, ankles and arms casually crossed - the very picture of nonchalance. you raised one eyebrow at her, and her expression blossomed into a full grin, all white teeth and dimples. rolling your eyes, you looked away, hearing a very low, faint laugh.
“you need some help with that?,” she offered easily, pulling up a chair to sit beside you, bringing forth a whiff of jasmine and vanilla. you tried not to react to her closeness. “the lab has cleared out and i’m pretty sure i’ve watched you struggle with the same sequence for 3 days now.”
“oh so you’ve been watching me?” you replied, unsure of where your teasing tone came from. it was late and you were tired, you reasoned, it was okay to aimlessly flirt with an attractive genius.
Riri chuckled, “no less than you’ve been watching me,” she countered.
“touché,” you responded a little breathily. “well yes actually, i do need some help. i can’t for the life of me figure out where this error is coming from,” you divulged, pointing to the error log. Riri leaned closer to get a better look at the screen projection, bringing her into your personal bubble. you held your breath, her proximity and scent causing your nervous system to behave erratically.
“mhmm.” she glanced between the error and your code for a few moments, and you took the time to admire her side profile. you took back your earlier assessment, she wasn’t just pretty, she was stunning. if she and Shuri really were more than friends, it wasn’t hard to see why.
“oh okay, i think i see where the error is coming from.” you dragged your attention back to the words coming out her mouth, elation at finally finding a solution warring with how dangerously attracted to her you found yourself.
she pointed at the screen, “see this line here, line 45, the object you have defined is returning an undefined value and that’s what causing-”
“oh!” you exclaimed in surprise, finally seeing what she was talking about, “wow, thank you so much Riri, I’m not sure i would have caught that even in another 5 days”
Riri giggled and shrugged like it was no big deal, “it’s cool, i mean that’s why we don’t work in isolation right. well at least, we shouldn’t.” you noticed the stress on the last word as you felt her heavy gaze on you, knowing what was coming next. Riri was not an idiot, surely she noticed the shift between you and Shuri, as well as your strained relationship with other Design Group members.
you waited for her to continue and she didn't disappoint, “listen, about you know… you and Shuri… i know you two used to be really close… she’s not… she can’t” she sniffed and grimaced. “everything isn’t as it seems…” she faltered. it sounded like she was aiming for a light tone, but she missed by a mile. “she doesn’t know how to come back from…” Riri didn’t finish her sentence, she didn’t get the chance to.
you stiffened when the doors rippled open and Shuri of all people stepped in with a face like a thunderhead.
“Shuri?” Riri murmured, leaving your side immediately and going over to her. she touched her on the upper arm in a very familiar and tender gesture and Shuri’s eyes dropped to the point of contact before darting up to her face. “what’s up? I thought you were going to sleep?”
“I…” Shuri began but her eyes drifted to you and her gaze hardened to steel instantly. “nothing. forget it.” and she turned on her heel and disappeared back the way she’d come.
Riri watched her go until the wall closed up behind her, and she turned to you with a serious expression on her gorgeous face. “I.. I have to - “
wordlessly, you nodded your head. then, feeling your shoulders drop a little as you recalled the exact expression on Shuri’s face, you said gently, “I’ll finish up. you should go and check on her.”
“y/n its not -” she began but you had already turned away, ready to dissociate. you heard the doors slide open and shut again a few moments later.
inhale. exhale
Shuri woke in the early hours of your birthday with a silent scream.
Namor had her underwater. hands all over her, couldn’t break free, couldn’t breathe, thrashing, struggling, writhing.
panting, she twisted and sheared his grasp away from her arm for a second and swam, lungs burning, legs trembling. one misstep and that would be it. the war could be lost if he caught her now.
he would win.
and everyone would die. Bast, they couldn’t lose. not now. not after everything.
so many faces dancing underwater. riri. ramonda. y/n
the water was closing in.
more hands on her. unrelenting this time. there was no escape.
darkness.
then pain.
fear and pain unending.
screaming.
screaming, screaming, screaming…
she jerked awake violently, with sweat running down between her breasts and tracking down her torso, hair a damp, tangled mess, bonnet awol. throat raw, she thanked all her ancestors, starting with Bast and Bashenga, for sparing her life. Riri slept on beside her, snoring softly. she shifted out of bed carefully, not wanting to disturb the other woman. Riri too had her own night terrors sometimes, she already gave so much for Shuri.
her heart was still pounding as she looked over at the window, the dawn still a good hour away at least.
as she gazed at the horizon unseeing, she was reminded of your eyes from her dream.
you. you who’d been there for almost as long as she could remember. you who had lost both your parents to Namor’s senseless war, just as she lost Ramonda. shame burns through her as she remembers how she pulled away from you and isolated herself. truthfully, she’d drawn away from everyone, prepared to keep her pain and anguish balled up inside her until she choked on it. Riri had been the one to breach her defenses and show her how unsustainable that was.
she was so lucky to have her. a blessing that kept on giving.
Riri was the same one who continued to urge her to make things right with you. the other woman harped on the virtues of true friendship and claimed that there was something between Shuri and yourself beyond what meets the eye. no matter how many times Shuri denied it, the American simply smiled in her annoyingly knowing way, “talk to y/n Shuri, before i do it myself.” what on earth did she want Shuri to say?“Happy birthday y/n,” she muttered under her breath before getting out of bed and inhaling deeply. The air in the room was cold, and goosebumps prickled along her skin as she reached for her purple dressing-gown that had been a present from you on a birthday a few years ago.
you stood and went to the window, opening the casement which squeaked and groaned, hoping the noise didn’t wake your flatmate up. damp, autumn air flooded in, sweeping around you. your eyes roved along the outlines of the Jabariland mountains. “twenty-three,” you mused with a sigh. “twenty-three years old, my parents are dead, and my oldest friend can barely look me in the eye.”
thinking of them always hurt, but the pain stung even deeper today of all days. they always went all out for your birthday, throwing you silly themed parties, no matter how much you protested that you were too old for such. and Shuri, she had attended every one for as long as you could remember. did she even remember today was your birthday? this train of thought brought unwanted tears to your eyes and so you sharply switched gears.
you didn’t feel twenty-three. what was it supposed to feel like anyway? you were heavily into the study of astrology and you knew 23 was the 12H profection year. a year full of change, beginnings and endings. you just prayed that Bast guided and kept you through whatever this year would throw at you. with an enormous sigh, you abandoned thoughts of ages, houses, and turned away from the window to get ready to face the day.
you dressed and headed down to breakfast, your flatmate Azana already long gone. it was now commonplace for you to eat alone in the Palace dining hall. you didn’t fancy advertising that it was your birthday, drawing attention to the fact that you were celebrating almost entirely on your own. was isolation one of the themes of your 12H year? probably. that was one you’d have to research further when you got to the lab.
thoughts of 23, astrology, and whereabouts you could look things up, evaporated as you left the hall after breakfast, and spotted Riri and Shuri eating together at one end of the table. ahead of her morning combat training, Shuri was dressed in her skin-tight tactical gear, and - damn her - she looked… she looked good. her hair shone, the soft curls making her look much less harsh now, and as she and Riri shared a conversation, she even managed a brief laugh that lit up her eyes and lifted the tiredness from her sharp features. she looked strikingly beautiful when she smiled.
while you continued to stare at them, Riri held up a grape and Shuri rolled her eyes but let Riri pop it into her mouth.
you walked right into the doorway of the entrance arch and rebounded with a soft grunt, face burning and mind reeling. burning with shame, you scuttled across the hall and were making your way to the lifts when a familiar voice echoed off the walls.
“y/n!”
you froze and then turned around. Shuri was standing in the archway, and the full sight of her in her training gear nearly knocked you breathless. she’d always looked good in black.
“yes?” you croaked, shock and surprise coloring your tone.
she swallowed and crossed towards you, holding two small envelopes in her left hand. she proffered them to you between her index and middle fingers, and swallowed again. “happy birthday, y/n,” she said in a soft, slightly husky voice. she remembered.
you stared at the envelopes stupidly for a second and then gingerly took them from her.
“thank you, Shuri” you said, oddly choked. you saw Riri’’s writing on the front of the top one, and assumed the other was from Shuri. “that’s… that’s really thoughtful of you.”
she rolled her eyes and turned away, shaking her head. “i’ll pass on your thanks to Riri,” was all she said as she retreated. you watched her go, eyeing her narrow hips and long legs, and you gulped. you could recognise it for the white flag it was. she was trying.
you smiled and turned them over in your hand.
your fingers trembled as you broke the seal, blank and un-stamped, you noted, and opened the first one then and there in the liminal hallway. it might have felt somehow symbolic if you’d paused to give it any thought.
Shuri’s card bore a moving holograph of Wakanda’s city line. specifically, a view that was familiar to the both of you as you sat on the mountains overlooking it. you both used to go out there all the time, getting high, de-stressing, talking about everything and nothing all at once. Shuri never did anything without a purpose. her message inside was simple, her handwriting as terrible, almost illegible, as always.
y/n,
i hope today brings you every joy you deserve.
yours,
Shuri.
you re-read it three times before you really saw it though, still shocked at receiving a birthday card from someone you’d barely spoken to in a year. the message was more succinct than you were used to from her, but you saw it for what it was, another white flag.
taking a deep breath and deciding not to ponder it too long, lest you run into the danger of over thinking again, you moved to Riri’s which was written in a tidier and much more ornate hand.
Riri’s card was engineering-themed, it bore a moving image of a hammer beating out the shape of a heart. you smiled, reminded instantly of the memory of watching Riri work on her suit and how you marveled at it, but you set that aside for the time being and read her message. you could almost hear her saying it, and you laughed aloud as you read it.
to the most perfect of work partners,
i hope you have a wonderful day ma and that, if you want, your friends get you very, very drunk. whatever you do, you deserve to have fun, y/n, and i hope today of all days is full of it.
love,
Riri.
the difference between the two was striking. Shuri’s was reserved and her writing seemed almost shy and awkward, whereas Riri’s reflected her usual, outgoing, charming self. plus, she’d signed it ‘love’, though again, you tried not to read too much into it.
you glanced up to find that both of them were looking at you from their distant seats. Riri grinned and waved, but Shuri just continued to stare at you with her expression carefully veiled. “thank you,” you mouthed at them and Riri grinned even wider at you.
even though today was a saturday and it was your birthday, you wanted to pop into the lab and get some work done. you needed some type of distraction. predictably, it was almost completely deserted at nearly three in the afternoon on a weekend, and you made your way to your favorite corner in the mechatronics section, settling at a desk and thinking about where to start. you wanted to work on improving the digital control systems for the Midnight Angels’ suits based on Riri’s existing design for Ironheart. deciding to tackle that first, but then realizing the specs were in Riri’s personal lab, you moved through the space until you drew closer to it. Riri spent most of her time working out in the main area, only visiting her actual lab when she needed to concentrate or was working on something disruptive. you probably went in there more than she did.
as you approached, on the point of rounding the final corner and entering the room, you heard a gasp and a deep, guttural moan, and froze.
it honestly wouldn’t be the first time you’d stumbled on someone doing something illicit in the lab, there were designated rooms for sleeping for those who needed to nap for a few hours and didn't necessarily want to return home. safe to say they were used for more than napping. but this was Riri’s lab. who on earth could be risking her wrath by having sex in her safe space? unless….
“oh fuck,” you heard a breathy, female voice pant and your eyes widened.
it was Riri. you were sure of it.
as you slid behind the panel that separated you from the transparent glass, you peered through and inhaled sharply in surprise, immediately holding your breath in case you’d given herself away. you needn’t have worried - the two were in no danger of hearing your one tiny gasp of surprise.
Riri and Shuri were pressed up against the far side of her desk, and Riri had her jeans around her ankles, black lace underwear yanked down as well, while Shuri remained fully clothed in the combat gear she had on earlier. both women had their hands between the two of them, hidden from sight for the moment by Shuri’s body.
Riri looked… debauched .
she had her hair out today with her curls mussed up and thoroughly ruffled, and her black long-sleeve had a distinctly fist-shaped crumple at the shoulder. her full lips were also puffy and red, kiss-swollen and still wet. meanwhile, she barely seemed to be keeping herself upright, with one hand gripping the wall nearby, her other clutched on the desk behind her, and her eyes kept fluttering closed.
you stared, utterly transfixed.
you couldn’t have looked away from them even if water had entered the Lab and begun to flood everywhere. they looked so beautiful together, chests heaving, muscles straining and clenching in their biceps and necks, the tendons pulled taut and straining as they ground against each other, breathless and gasping.
“fuck, Sh-Shuri, fuck...” Riri moaned as Shuri worked her closer and closer, her own hand struggling to maintain the pace inside Shuri. the slick sounds of their efforts began to fill the small space and it was all you could focus on. they’d obviously been in such a rush that they’d neglected to check if the door was closed all the way, or they thought that no one would be there on a weekend. or… or they liked the risk.
“fuck !” Riri’s knees buckled as she yelped, and Shuri’s right hand flew to cover her mouth.
as her long fingers wrapped around Riri’s face, little finger just below her nose, you caught the silver flash of her panther ring. the sight of it pressed against Riri’s skin made you suddenly wet and hot all over. they turned a little bit as Shuri applied a little pressure to Riri’s jaw with that hand and tipped her head to one side so that she could mouth and kiss at her exposed neck for a moment, and you saw that she had three fingers inside the shorter woman. her pace was quick and brutal, perhaps trying to finish her off as rapidly as possible before they were discovered.
the sight of both their strong hands moving in tandem nearly undid you and you had to bite your lips together to keep from making a noise. not once had you ever fantasized about anything like this. even though you’d entertained the brief idea that the two could be together, it had never encompassed a sight like this, with Riri unraveling in a series of muffled groans and stifled gasps while Shuri finger fucked her with relentless focus.
you knew you shouldn’t be watching, but before you could turn away and flee, Riri’s muffled words dissolved into a longer, deeper moan, her eyes rolling shut, as Shuri paused and swiped a thumb over her clit and Riri’s knees caved again.
“quiet,” Shuri snarled, circling her clit again and causing Riri to throw her head back with another broken moan. she seemed incapable of keeping quiet, and she hit the back of her head on the wall but barely seemed to notice. Shuri’s hand had been dislodged from her mouth by the movement, fingertips dragging obscenely at Riri’s lips for a second, and now her long fingers lay splayed and tense over her exposed throat. “this is a place of work, baby,” she purred. “quiet.”
“ fuck … no one… c-comes to this… to this section anyway,” she panted, thrusting her hips weakly into Shuri’s hand. “oh fuck, there, like that. i’m so close. i’m so fucking cl-close, Shuri. well… no one except…” she paused before managing to open her eyes and grinning wickedly as she curled her fingers inside Shuri, hard. “y/n…”
“fuck! don’t mention y/n now!” Shuri practically yelled, fingers tightening in an involuntary spasm around Riri’s neck, and you tried not to be hurt. presumably though if they were there, doing this with each other, you wouldn’t have been of any interest to them anyway.
or… not…?
Shuri came almost immediately with a choked-off moan, as if the full force of her sudden orgasm took her by surprise, and she came hard. her head bowed forwards to rest against Riri’s collarbone as her back heaved and her hips jerked. she spilled all over Riri’s hand, the squelching sounds almost embarrassingly loud.
Riri crashed into her release only a second or two later, one hand clinging to Shuri’s shoulder, the other on the wall beside her, and then they both slouched against the desk looking dazed and weak.
you were breathless, still staring at them with eyes wide and heart pounding. you’d soaked through and ruined your underwear, you were sure of it.
“fuck, Shuri,” Riri hissed, moving slowly as she came back to herself. “i know it’s my fault, but we’ve got to stop doing this… it’s… it’s not fair to her…”
Shuri didn’t speak, and other than the deep breaths she was taking to calm down, there was no outward sign that she’d just come her brains out in the lab of all places, with your name fresh on her lips.
you lay back on your bed that night, long after the world had fallen silent and your birthday drew closer to ending, your mind still spinning. it wasn’t the wine you drank that made the room fuzzy.
Riri’s and Shuri’s soft moans drifted unbidden back into your memory, the sight of Shuri with her hand…
oh yes, and the Black Panther had a blindingly intense orgasm immediately after her apparent girlfriend (?) had brought up your name. and then they’d apparently felt guilty about some aspect of that.
Bast though, they’d looked spectacular together. all straining biceps and high-pitched moans, tense, tightly wound, straining, gasping, coming...
you shuffled in your bed and slid your hand down the waistband of your pyjamas. you were wet again just from that.
it wasn’t long before you too were gasping, your fingers clutching at the sheets beneath you as your hips arched off the bed and you sank your fingers as deep inside yourself as you could. which one of them you imagined doing this to you, burying their fingers inside your heat right up to the knuckle, you couldn’t have said, and it was a mix of both women’s features that filled your imagination as you came in no time at all with a great, heaving, shuddering sigh.
you were irritated. highly so.
you weren’t having the best work day and Azana’s comments were threatening to send you over the edge. honestly you didn’t know what her issue was. she was always passive-aggressive when you and Shuri were still close, making snide comments about how it “must be nice to have the boss’ ear amongst ‘other things.’” right now though, she was just being downright nasty.
she was having a louder-than-normal conversation with another coworker, and you couldn’t help but feel like she was subbing you. pussy.
“the Panther and Ms. WIlliams seem pretty close, wouldn’t you say?”
“mhmm, i guess so? they did go through a lot in a pretty short amount of time, that tends to bring people closer”
“yes, you are right. It almost reminds me of how close she and y/n are. or atleast used to be,” she giggled
the other half of the conversation, Ifeoma, looked over at you uneasily before humming noncommittally in response. smart girl.
Azana continued, unphased by the lack of response, “seems to me that the Panther upgraded. decided to get rid of most reminders of tragedy. i mean who wants a boring, stuck-up - “
“that is quite enough from you.”
the words didn’t come from you or Ifeoma, but rather Shuri herself. when did she even get over here and how did she hear? she was literally just on the other side of the lab.
enhanced hearing, courtesy of the herb, of course.
she continued, “this is not a place for baseless gossip, and especially not about your fellow worker. please apologize to y/n, Azana.”
you could hardly believe your ears. instead of feeling grateful though, all you could see was red. what exactly was Shuri playing at? she had all but ignored you for over a year, then the birthday card, then her orgasming at the mention of your name, and now this?
enough was enough. you barely took stock of Azana’s muttered apology, your eyes instead tracking Shuri’s form as she made her way upstairs.
you took a deep breath and hurried after her, your eyes focused on the undercut that was hurriedly walking down the corridor, her long legs carrying her further away from you. she glanced over her shoulder once and then she quickened her pace.
you would have found the entire thing absolutely hilarious if you weren't so hellbent on chasing her especially when it was clear she had no desire to be caught.
you barrelled around a corner, your teeth gritting as you followed her. you didn’t even notice an arm reaching out from an empty room until long fingers wrapped around your wrist and pulled you inside of the room, the door closing behind you with a click.
you rubbed your wrist as Shuri let go of you, and slowly walked over to a large desk at the front of the room. she gracefully sat on top of it, long legs dangling over the edge as she put two hands on either side of her. she just stared.
“Shuri. what the fuck was that?” you snapped, shocking even yourself with the outburst.
“please elaborate y/n, i can’t possibly keep up with all of the things that vex you.” she delivered the words calmly, no emotion behind the words but you saw something flit through her eyes. amusement?
you felt a strange feeling of hope settle into you. too bad you were too pissed off to give a shit right now.
“i don’t need you to come to my defense in front of people i have to work with” you snapped
she swallowed heavily, her gaze unable to look away from yours. “it’s not a big deal, y/n, just leave it.”
not a big…Bast.
“not a big deal?! Shuri please forgive me for being slightly perturbed when you go out of your way to do something ‘nice’ for me. i mean lately you’ve basically acted like i don’t exist!” you threw your hand up in the air in exasperation.
she remained silent at that.
“i don’t need you looking after me, your Highness. if you’re trying to find some convoluted way to assuage the guilt that I know you’re hoarding, keep me out of it. i give you a blanket sheet of forgiveness if it means you’ll leave me alone.” you snapped.
Shuri’s eyes hardened as she looked at you dazedly. “you forgive me? for ignoring you? for abandoning you when i knew you were hurting? for pushing you away? for basically being the worst friend and person to ever exist? a blanket sheet, you say?”
you had done it. you could feel the shift. she was no longer emotionless and empty, she was all fiery rage, the feeling coating her in it, licking out towards you as if begging for you to unleash it fully. you felt your hands tremble slightly.
“sure, Shuri.” you whispered.
the restraint broke.
she reached out and grabbed you by the waist. you gasped as she tugged you forward. you were bracketed in between her legs, your bodies pressed up against each other as she gripped your waist so hard that it almost hurt.
“be quiet, y/n. just stop fucking talking. you have no idea what you’re agreeing to, no idea what your words do to the people around you. don’t say things you don’t mean. not to me or anyone else”
the words were thrown at you, her brown eyes fluttering softly as her mouth grazed the side of your cheek. your heart was beating so loud, it was the only thing you could hear over the screaming inside your head.
“I-” you began but she cut you off with a disbelieving laugh.
“even now. Bast, you can’t just fucking listen even when it’s for your own benefit. be quiet y/n, or i’ll make you.” the threat was delivered with a small smile against your skin, her mouth tugging up on the corner.
you felt a hot shiver of anticipation race through you and your breath got slightly ragged. you had no idea what she meant but you were absolutely past the point of pretending like you weren't curious.
you wanted to see what a punishment dished out by the Black Panther looked like, especially after what you’d witnessed.
you sucked in a breath at your train of thought, your eyes widened as she pulled away slightly to look at you head-on. you could see the emotions swirling in her irises this time. anger, pure and unfiltered. but it was tinged with something else, something that made your body flood with heat. you’d never been this physically close to her before.
she leaned down so that your mouths were just a breath apart and you couldn’t help yourself. she was teasing you with her half-lidded eyes, her vice grip on your waist, her full mouth that was arranged into a small smirk. you crossed the distance and kissed her.
the two of you stood there, your lips softly pressed against each other, your eyes wide with surprise by your sudden move.
then all at once Shuri groaned and pulled you closer, her other hand coming down to settle on your waist as she gripped you tight. you gasped and she took it as her in.
you had never been kissed like this before. like you were being drowned in someone. she was a woman starved and you were her three-course meal.
it was fervent, hurried, your mouths slotted together with an almost desperation and you felt fire hit your core as she made a strangled sound that you never dreamed you would ever hear fall from the royal.
Shuri’s tongue slid between your parted lips and sensually embraced your own, the sensation causing your nipples to peak through your shirt.
oh fuck.
you had dreamed of this, this very moment where you got the chance to see how Shuri tasted. sweet, crisp, citrusy. she tasted like a bottle of your favorite wine. you drank her down greedily, a soft moan dropping from your mouth as she pulled away from your lips to land a kiss on the juncture of your jaw.
she gave a small hum of approval at your response and her hands on your waist gripped you tighter. so tight that you were sure you were going to have marks left in her wake. you thought briefly of how it would feel to have her leave her marks all over your body, fingers indenting themselves into brown skin. you decided you liked the idea very much.
she landed an open mouth kiss on your neck and you groaned, your head falling back, her hand supporting you as braids tumbled over your shoulder. your eyes were closed, losing yourself to the sensation of her tongue moving up the column of your throat.
“Shuri.” you moaned.
and just like that, it all stopped.
she released you and you tumbled slightly backward as your eyes adjusted from their lust-induced haze. Shuri was sitting slightly hunched over and was staring at you with an unreadable expression.
“i’ve dreamt of hearing you moan my name.” she said, somewhat quietly.
you took a steadying breath.
“what was that, your highness?” you said her title pointedly and she gave a soft laugh.
her head hung down, looking at the floor. she looked so tired.
no. no, you couldn’t go backward with her.
“Shuri.” you whispered.
“Azana’s comment. the one about me getting rid...getting rid of reminders of tragedy… fuck y/n, how can you even look at me and not hate me?” Shuri looked so frustrated, so ashamed but she gave you a small smile as if letting you know that she wasn’t going to break. it was officially your turn.
your tears welled up in earnest.
because you had thought about what Azana had said. all of it. and for the first time, you felt as though you had maybe always been alone? maybe you had never truly had someone there for you. your parents were gone. you had a hard time getting along with others. and then there was Shuri.
“i tried to hate you. i tried so fucking hard to hate you, Shuri. but how could i? you were hurting just as much as I was. it was...difficult for me, going through that alone. but i never hated you.” you said, truthfully.
Shuri bent down and kissed you softly on your forehead, the tip of your nose.
“if I could take it all back, if I could go back in time and erase every shitty thing i’ve ever done to you, I’d give my life for it. i’m so...i’m so sorry. i know that doesn’t do a lot but I-” she was babbling and you realized that you had never seen her so unhinged.
her eyes were rimmed with red and you could tell she was crying as well. you reached out and softly touched her jaw before letting your hand fall.
Shuri bent down and buried her face in your neck as if she couldn’t look at you. not yet. you felt wet tears fall against your skin as she took deep, steadying breaths. finally, she looked up, and what was left of you splintered as you took in her broken expression, her eyes still red and wet.
“i have so much to atone for, so much to regret, so many people i owe apologies. but my biggest mistake, my greatest fuckup is treating you the way that i did. Bast y/n, you’re so brilliant and beautiful and kind. i’ve never deserved to even be in your orbit, even when we were closer, i knew you were too good for me. so i don’t know how we go from here, but I want you to know that I- I love you. i think i always have. and i’ll do whatever i can to show you that every fucking day. you’ll never feel alone again.”
more silence sounded as you blinked rapidly, tears falling in earnest in little rivulets as her words washed over you. she had you. never alone again. you didn’t want to address her love confession though, not yet. so you nodded and reached out to caress her cheek, her eyes closing again at the touch.
the room you and shuri made out in was empty today and you let out an almost disappointed sigh as you sat down and began to set up for work. you didn’t feel like being in the open-plan area today. your kiss had been playing on repeat in your head since it happened. you just couldn’t stop thinking about the way she felt, hard lines and soft skin against you as you kissed like your lives depended on it.
you had always been attracted to Shuri, even when you shouldn’t have. even when she distanced herself, you couldn't shake it off. you had wondered briefly if you were a masochist because that’s how it felt to be interested in someone who had gone out of their way to avoid you. to hurt you on multiple occasions. you caring about her made you sick and yet, at the first sign of vulnerability, you leaped in and kissed her. what the fuck was wrong with you?
you heard the door shut and glanced up to see Riri standing in front of the table, arms folded across her chest as she stared you down. oh no.
she sat down in the seat across from you and began to unload her bag. you tried to ignore her, but it was nearly impossible to do when she was being so loud. the contents of her bag surprised you as she placed them on the table and then she spent a few moments crinkling up pieces of rolling paper. you gritted your teeth and you saw her smirk out of your peripheral vision. finally, when she was all set, she sighed dramatically and offered you the joint she had just painstakingly rolled .
you snapped your gaze up to look at her in surprise as she lit it and took a long deep drag, exhaling a cloud of smoke. you watched this with interest, your face heating up as you counted the beauty spots lining the column of her neck. she offered you the joint again, gesturing for you to take it.
you peered down at it curiously and then cast a glance around you to see if you were still alone. you reached out and took a hold of it, Riri’s fingers grazing your skin as you grabbed the joint and took a long drag of your own. the familiar sensation washed over you and you gave an appreciative sigh.
“is this the last-gift-before-death sort of thing? you’re plying me with drugs before you kill me?” you asked as you passed it back to her.
Riri smirked. “and pray tell y/n, why would i be killing you? did you do something that would warrant such a response?”
you knew she knew. you could tell in the way she was holding in a laugh as if the fact that your life had turned upside down was the funniest thing she’d ever heard. you took the joint from her hands and took another long drag.
“don’t play coy, Riri, it’s unbecoming.” you snapped.
she laughed freely now, the sound deep and pleasant as her eyes crinkled at the corners. she’s so … beautiful. you found yourself giving a small smile in response, unable to stay out of the sunny orbit that circled the scientist.
“okay, fine. so you kissed Shuri after she stood up for you. if i start cussin bitches out will you make out with me in an empty room, y/n?” she asked, giggling as she finally started up her tablet.
you rolled your eyes exasperatedly. “and why exactly would you do such a thing?”
she grinned, her eyes roving up and down your frame, her gaze snagging on your tits briefly. “because i have fucking eyes”
she said it easily, eyes focused on the projection in front of her. you blinked and focused on what she had just said. did Riri Williams just say that she found you attractive?
as you looked at the woman in front of you, you found that it was easy to see why Shuri would be with her. she was breathtakingly beautiful and funny, if not kinda insufferable with her laidback attitude that seemed to hide a much darker undercurrent if you crossed her. you bit the inside of your cheek.
“if you're…with Shuri, why did she kiss me earlier?” you didn’t ask this to cause trouble, you were genuinely curious. Shuri was a lot of things but you never pegged her as a cheater. also Riri was way too calm about the whole situation. there had to be a reasonable explanation.
Riri shrugged. “because she wanted to.”
your mouth fell open slightly. “so you two just go around kissing people you want even though you’re together?”
you had heard of open relationships, of course, you were just trying to understand if this was what their arrangement was. but Riri shook her head with a scoff as she mapped specs.
“hell no. we’re both far too territorial for that. but, we both have a mutual person that we…like…and we agreed that if she ever showed interest, we would be open to that possibility, whatever that may be.”
you froze. and then a small giggle bubbled up your throat and spilled out, the sound shocked and disbelieving. you giggled again. and before you knew it, you were laughing purely and genuinely for the first time in what felt like months. tears welled up in your eyes and Riri’s bemused face got blurry as you wiped them away.
“you’re really funny, you know that Riri?” you asked, giggling once again as you looked back down at your work.
you sighed, the laughs dying down as you jotted down the blocking sequence you’d been looking for.
“y/n.” Riri said.
you didn’t look up, just kept typing. “Riri.”
she reached over and placed her hand on yours, stopping it in its tracks, forcing you to focus on her. you sighed and looked up.
she wasn’t smiling anymore, her eyebrows were simply furrowed as she looked at you in disbelief.
“you think i’m joking?”
you rolled your eyes at her, ignoring how nice her hand felt over top of yours. “obviously.”
“y/n, i wasn’t joking and frankly, i’m surprised that one of the smartest people i know is this dumb.”
you glared at her, yanking your hand away. “how is it that you’ve managed to compliment and insult me in the same sentence?”
her smile appeared once again. “it’s one of my many talents.”
“i’d hate to see what the others are.”
“i mean...i could show you if you’d like.” Riri waggled her eyebrows suggestively and you felt yourself grow hot as she bit her lip.
you sucked in a breath, “you’re a terrible flirt, Riri.”
she laughed, taking another drag. “only when pretty people are involved.”
you huffed as you looked back down at your work.
but you could only focus for a second before her words came barreling back into you. she thought you were attractive. and if she were to be believed, she and Shuri both were interested. in you. you shook your head in disbelief.
“you weren’t joking?”
Riri leaned back in her seat, an arm slung over the empty chair next to her as she looked at you appraisingly. her face was devoid of all teasing, she was instead frowning slightly, that guarded look back in her eyes once more.
“no, i wasn’t.”
the words bore into your body, burrowing into your bones.
you opened your mouth to say what, you had no idea. you closed it again and just stared at her with obvious surprise.
she sighed and leaned forward, forearms on the table, pulling you into her orbit as you leaned forward almost imperceptibly to meet her.
“you don’t have to do anything with that information, i was simply telling you so that you didn’t dive into that downward spiral. the one i can only imagine you’re going to drown in later. Shuri’s been wanting to do that for ages, she’s fine.” Riri frowned. “rather she’s fine when it comes to you kissing her.”
you noted what she wasn’t saying and you grasped onto it, trying to parse out your thoughts as they zoomed through your head faster than the speed of sound.
“what’s going on with Shuri?” you asked softly.
Riri’s gaze was unseeing but she focused on you, a frown still on her pouty mouth. “it’s not really my place to say. she’s just...dealing with a lot of shit right now.”
you sighed. “anyone with eyes could see that.” you muttered.
“oh don’t give yourself too much credit. you’re just now realizing that Shuri and I are attracted to you. Shuri for years now. astuteness might not be your thing.”
you gave a surprised laugh as she once again managed to compliment and insult you simultaneously.
you swatted at her, your fingers brushing across her chest and she gently grabbed your hand before you could pull away, holding you there in the space just a breath away from her.
your breath quickened as her gaze flickered down to your parted lips. she looked back up at you. “it’s okay y/n, you have many other positive qualities that make up for the very few things you lack.”
you frowned “and what else do i lack, Riri?”
she smiled. “the ability to see what is right in front of you.”
your eyes widened as she leaned forward and gently placed her lips on yours. you gasped as an electric current ripped through you. she reached both of her hands up to softly cup your face, her thumb stroking your cheek almost reverently. Riri pulled back slightly and looked down at you, lashes fluttering open. it was so tender, so soft. you melted into her with ease.
you stared at each other for a moment. and then you leaned in and kissed her, properly.
she moaned, the sound tearing through you as she held onto you as if you were going to disappear. your mouths moved together perfectly, a steady rhythm keeping you in sync as she ran her tongue over your bottom lip before biting down.
you gasped and her hands tightened on your face as she opened her mouth and kissed you with the passion of someone who had been waiting forever for this moment. you had no idea until now that you too had been waiting for this, waiting for Riri Williams to devour you.
your pants got a bit louder, her tugging on your sweater, fists burrowed in the fabric. and it wasn’t until someone cleared their throat loudly that you jumped apart, your face hot as you looked around dazedly.
“really? the lab? highly unprofessional.” a familiar voice said.
she was such a hypocrite.
you groaned and hid your face in your hands, refusing to look up as Riri laughed openly.
“Shuri.” she said.
you heard a chair pull out and realized with abject horror that she was sitting down.
nope, you couldn’t do this. you had literally made out with both Shuri and Riri in the span of two days and now they were both sitting across from you as if it were all completely normal.
Riri laughed again and leaned over to drop a featherweight kiss on Shuri’s mouth. the royal smiled against her briefly and you realized that it was the first time you had seen her genuinely smile in a long time.
“i was coming to find you to work on blueprints and something told me you’d be here, propositioning y/n.” Shuri said as she pulled away.
“she wasn’t propositioning me. we were just talking and…” you paused, trying to figure out what you wanted to say.
“and Riri used her stupid Riri charm and you kissed her because she looks so fucking good. yeah, no need to explain to me, y/n.”
Riri beamed from the words, an arm draping over Shuri’s shoulders as she laughed again. “she called me a flirt.”
‘you are a flirt.” you and Shuri said at the same time.
you felt herself getting hot as you looked at the two engineers across from you, defined curls bent over a holograph as they began working together. you reached up to remove your sweater, wrapping it around your waist so you were just in a Skims top. you put your braids up in a bun with a scrunchie and then tried to resume your work.
you paused when you saw both Shuri and Riri watching you. Shuri’s gaze was on your face, eyes landing on your mouth and Riri was very clearly and obviously looking at your tits.
“you’re both shameless.” you snapped. Riri laughed and Shuri’s mouth quirked up on one side.
“some would say you’re a tease too, y/n,” Shuri said evenly, her words dripping with amusement.
you raised a brow. “says the woman who dragged me into an empty room and pretty much fucked me with her eyes.”
Riri gave a surprised giggle as Shuri rolled her eyes in question.
“if I were fucking you, y/n, you’d know it.”.
Riri leaned over and bit Shuri’s earlobe, causing the Panther to duck her head shyly.
“i can vouch for that. there’s honestly nothing that compares.” Riri’s voice took on a low purr as she moved to nip at the juncture of Shuri’s jaw. Shuri’s hands tightened on the desk as she leaned into the sensation.
you sat there, your eyes wide, your underwear steadily getting wetter as you watched Riri whisper something in Shuri’s ear that made her smirk.
Riri pulled away and grinned at you. “and this could all be yours for the low price of free 99. literally, y/n we’re begging you here.”
you blinked at her. then you tipped your head back and laughed fully. you heard Shuri chuckle as you wiped tears from your eyes.
for the first time in forever, you felt only one emotion.
you felt alive.
you gave Riri a relieved smile before tugging off your jacket and shoes and lying both up against the door. Shuri followed in behind you, her eyes were half-lidded from how long training had gone.
“i think Okoye is actually trying to kill me.”she grumbled, much to you and Rir’s amusement.
but you didn’t say anything as she shuffled over to the bathroom with long strides. “going to rinse off real quick.”
you settled onto the couch, your feet tucked under you as Riri plopped down as well, knocking into you.
you giggled, feeling ridiculously giddy in her presence. it was quite jarring, the way the two women made you feel so much and yet in completely different ways. with Riri, she was all bright energy, her laugh infectious, her cheekiness endearing. you just wanted to wrap her up and pinch her cheeks and kiss her nose because she was so damned adorable. but with Shuri, you felt like you were constantly standing on the edge of a cliff, one sudden move causing you to topple overboard. and you realized that it was absolutely Shuri herself who was teasingly pushing you off, just to pull you back to safety at the last second.
you sighed as you glanced around the empty suite.
Riri followed your gaze and raised a brow. “can i ask you something that you absolutely do not need to answer?” she asked.
you felt immediate nervousness settle into you at her solemn expression. Riri was rarely serious, at least in your time spent with her. “sure…” you said, hesitatingly.
“do you think i could convince Shuri to get another tattoo?”
you blinked at her, her expression impassive, her mouth tugged down in a thoughtful frown. you felt a giggle fall from your lips until it divulged into a genuine laugh.
Riri threw her arms in the air in disbelief. “what?! it’s a serious question!”
you shook your head, grinning. “why did you ask it like that? i thought it was serious!”
“it is serious y/n! she’s our girlfriend now and i’m trying to make sure we are in agreement. just answer the question?”
you gave her a bemused look as she brought out her ‘special box’ to settle before you. the words our girlfriend floated around your head.
“a tattoo of what, Riri?” you asked.
she lit a joint and passed it to you and then lit another for herself, raising it to clink against yours in the air. then she leaned in, your faces inches apart as she glanced down at your mouth and then back up to your eyes.
“a black cat. on her ass.”
you were laughing hard, the lit joint up to your lips before your gaze darted over and alighted upon Shuri as she exited the bathroom. the laugh died on a disbelieving huff as you hungrily drank in the sight of her. she was in nothing but a pair of black sweatpants, curls still damp and in a disarray. her chest was proudly on display, physique well-formed from rigorous physical training. you very briefly wondered if you could trail your tongue along each of her abs. you were aware that you were just staring, openly and blatantly but the fact that Shuri looked even better than you had ever imagined, made you wet almost immediately.
“yeah, it’s a common reaction.” Riri said, her gaze trained on the royal as well.
Shuri scratched the back of her neck shyly from the attention but she gave you both an arrogant smirk.
“Riri. I’m quite pent up from today and you know my favorite way to let off steam.” she said, the words pouring from her tongue decadently, causing you to shiver. you glanced over at Riri and she bit her lip, staring down at you, her gaze lust-filled.
“and how shall we assist you tonight, your highness?” Riri asked, her hand brushing your braids off your shoulder.
“i want you to strip y/n bare.”
Shuri’s voice was low, rough, it took on an authoritative quality that you had never heard from the Panther before. but as you turned to look at her, you felt a thrill race through you at her gaze. there was a threatening undercurrent to her tone that made you realize you were to do exactly what she said.
Riri must’ve noted it as well because she swallowed loudly and dropped to her knees before you.
oh fuck.
“we have to listen to Shuri or else it’ll be ten times worse.” she said roughly, her voice caressing you in all the places you wanted her fingers, her mouth, her to be. she spoke as if from experience, as if she had been given a punishment from Shuri herself and didn’t want to repeat it.
you glanced over at Shuri who had settled into a chair, long legs sprawled out before her, her gaze focused and calculating as she watched the two of you. her distant disposition seemed slightly dimmed, letting way to a darker, more dangerous version of herself and you truly couldn’t decide which version you liked better.
“i will tell Riri exactly how i want her to touch you, to fuck you, and you’re to do exactly what i say. do you understand?” she asked, a wicked grin on her full lips.
you couldn’t speak. you nodded dumbly, your nipples peaking simply by the sheer command in her tone.
Riri moved her hands slowly up your shirt. brown skin trailed a path against brown and you watched breathlessly as her hands slowly rested underneath your tits. she massaged the plump curves of you and then slowly, took a nipple between two fingers and you moaned from the touch, your eyes closing briefly.
Riri groaned and Shuri chuckled from her seat. “Riri, i want you to suck on her tits.”
the woman before you smiled as she lifted your shirt, and you watched as her tongue licked up your stomach, the length of your torso.
“fuck Riri.” you gasped from the touch and the sight of her tasting you as if you were a decadent treat. she groaned again against you. she leaned down slightly and took a nipple in her mouth, sucking on you, her mouth deliciously tugging with her tongue.
you keened at the sensation, the feeling going straight to your core. you all at once wanted more, needed more. she rolled the nipple between her fingers before going to suck on your other tit as if not to neglect it. a tongue wrapped around you and then she gently bit down. you gasped, the feeling causing you to pant in anticipation.
“riri, please.”
she looked over at Shuri, patiently, waiting for orders.
you had never experienced anything quite like this before. you had had a few senseless fucks here and there, the names and faces blurring into each other as you chased the emptiness with something, anything. you never truly cared about who they were, just using them to chase that mutually desired pleasure that overtook your senses from time to time.
but this, this feeling of desperation, of intense want that was flooding you was making it hard to breathe. you watched as Shuri watched Riri sucking on your tits while making obscene noises that had you completely drenched. you kept watching as Shuri slid a hand into her sweatpants and you whimpered.
she noted the sound with a smile. “Riri, i want you to lay y/n down on the ground. i want you to fuck her until you cum...no need to worry about if she does, i’ll see to that later. however, y/n, you are not to touch her. that is an order and if you disobey, there will be punishment. do you understand?”
oh, you understood. Shuri looked as if she was ready to dole out said punishment either way and you were not going to give her the satisfaction. you nodded but Riri bit down on your nipple causing you to simultaneously yelp and thrust your pelvis forward slightly in desperation. she chuckled against you and gripped your waist, fingers digging into the skin.
“i don’t want to see you in trouble ma so i'll give you the quick rundown. when Shuri gives you an order, you’re to respond ‘yes, Panther.’ otherwise, she gets quite upset, and frankly, i’m not taking the fall for your bad behavior.” Riri looked up at you through long lashes and you sucked in a breath as Shuri laughed.
“Riri, it’s so fucking hot when you’re good for me.” her voice was praising and you raised a brow as you saw Riri beam from it. so you all had a praise kink then. Bast.
you felt like they could just breathe in your direction and you’d be toppling over the edge. there was a sort of raw vulnerability emanating from the two in front of you and you knew without a doubt that it wasn’t often that they let their guards down. it wasn’t often that they let anyone in. and with a thrill of abject disbelief, you realized that you were one of the very few. the thought made you feel warm all over again for a completely different reason.
“enough talking. fuck y/n so i finally make her cum please.” shuri said exasperatedly. she said it as if she were talking about the weather outside and not the fact that she was promising you a future orgasm. you gasped quietly.
Riri’s gaze turned hungry as she looked at you and gently took your hand. “no touching, okay?”
you nodded. “okay.”
it was with that word that she let go of all restraint and roughly pulled you down to lie on the floor as she loomed over you. she placed soft kisses along the column of your neck, the smell of jasmine and vanilla wrapping around you in a way that made you dig your nails into the ground. the thought of not touching seemed easy enough when said out loud but as Riri nipped at your collarbones, your shoulders, your tits...it became increasingly easy to see that this was cruel. you glared over at Shuri and she smiled wide, as if understanding your train of thought.
Riri trailed fingers down your stomach, stopping at the waistband of your trousers. she yanked them down, sliding fingers over your legs before she discarded the clothing across the room. slowly and painstakingly, she ran a finger over the lace of your panties and she moaned at what she felt.
“so fucking wet, y/n. can i please feel you?” she asked, her voice low as her gaze honed in on your center. you nodded desperately and she gave that winning smile before she pulled them to the side and eased two fingers inside of you. the immediate intrusion made you gasp as your back arched off the ground, your fingers scrambling for purchase against the floor.
“fuck Shuri, she’s so tight.” Riri groaned.
you heard a sharp intake of breath in response. you looked to your right and saw Shuri’s hand moving faster in her pants, her eyes darkening as she watched Riri finger fuck you gently.
“you may fuck her harder, Riri.”she said, gruffly.
Riri winked down at you. “duty calls, mami.”
then she finger fucked you in earnest, you cried out as the feeling of her hitting that spot almost made you come undone. her eyes fluttered closed as if she too was almost there just by using her hand to fuck you. you could barely control yourself, the feeling was all at once too much and not enough. you watched her arm muscles flex as she drove into you and you thought it was single-handedly one of the hottest things you’d ever seen.
“Riri fuck...please.” you whined.
Shuri laughed, the sound warm and wicked and yet it caused your cunt to flutter around Riri ’s fingers, a low whimper dropping from the engineer’s lips at the feeling. “you can’t cum, y/n. don’t be so. fucking. impatient.” she said, her fingers moving in tandem with her words and brushing against your spot for emphasis .
Riri pressed her thumb against your clit and you screamed. your orgasm hadn’t crested but you had lost restraint. you gripped the muscles in Riri ’s back, holding onto her desperately, your voice shrill as you begged her to let you cum. Shuri sighed loudly as if anticipating such an outcome.
“you fucked up, ma” Riri muttered darkly, turning her head to the side to kiss your wrist.
“Riri, i want you to fuck y/n until her back looks like yours. if you don’t succeed, i will dole the punishment out to you instead.”
“wh- what does your back look like?,” you whispered to Riri, and she grinned as she stripped her top off, “see for yourself baby,” she said as she turned around to expose her gorgeous back to you.
you couldn't contain your gasp as she revealed the most gorgeous, detailed red-ink tattoo. could this woman get any more attractive? your fingers trembled as you reached out to trace the intricate lines, “did it hurt?”
she simply shrugged in response, but Shuri responded for her, “it sure did, but my baby took it like a champ.”
Riri leaned over and took Shuri’s bottom lip between her teeth before biting down lightly.
“now Riri, back to the task at hand,” Shuri’s tone left no room for further discussion.
you and Riri froze, staring at each other, and then a slow grin spread across Riri’s face. “sorry love, better you than me.”
you looked over at Shuri as if pleading and she just shrugged smugly and sat back in her chair, her lips closing around the joint you couldn't remember her lighting.
Riri quickly pulled off her trousers and her briefs, before grabbing a kimoyo bead off her wrist. you knew what the bead was going to transform into even before she activated it, having worked on some specs with Shuri years ago for vibranium-infused sex toys. the two of you had been high out of your minds and mourning the lack of artificial dicks that felt like real ones.
your mouth and thoughts dried up instantly at the sight of toned thighs as she lined herself up to you, running her strap through your arousal.
then she pushed inside of you and you saw actual fucking stars. Riri huffed as if in disbelief before she slammed in fully to the hilt, the feeling all at once filling you up.
“Riri!” you moaned.
she snatched your underwear where it lay discarded and then held it out to Shuri. “please?”she asked.
you had no idea what she was asking but Shuri seemed to because she smiled and came over to where you were, her pants nearly soaked through. you whined, wondering if she would let you taste her while Riri fucked you.
Shuri took the scrap of lace and roughly lifted your arms above her head, tying your wrists together so you lost mobility of your hands.
“since you can’t listen on your own accord…”she explained. you glared at her, your eyes roving back down to her pussy.
Riri was fucking you without abandon at this point and you could start to feel the carpet rubbing against your bare skin, the feeling painful and yet arousing enough that you were drenched, your juices running down your thighs as Riri expertly hit that space in you that her fingers had been grazing just moments before.
“y/n, is there a reason why you’re staring at my pussy, rather shamelessly might I add?” Shuri drawled, her eyes darting back and forth between yours and Riri ’s blissed-out expression as she reverently ran her hand up and down the length of your body.
you could blame it on the fact that Riri was impaling you so deliciously that all rationale flew out the window. or maybe you were just in your element, one that made you feel so fucking alive. you opened your mouth wide and looked up at her expectantly.
Riri paused as Shuri’s eyes widened, a mix of shock and desire flickering through her gaze. then Riri picked up the pace even more punishingly than before with a groan as Shuri quickly rid herself of her ruined clothing.
“you’re an actual slut, y/n?”she asked with a surprised laugh.
you just raised a brow in response as she positioned herself to sit on your face.
she groaned, her eyes flickering closed as the warm feeling of your mouth enveloped her. you groaned as you gently sucked on her clit, your first taste of her better than you could have ever dreamed. you were truly going to die, you realized. simply because you had Riri drilling you to a tempo that was unreal, your arms unable to hold onto anything as she fucked rug burns into you, and Shuri’s hips grinding against your face as she moaned like she couldn’t control herself. you were going to die and it’d be the absolute perfect way to go, you decided.
“fuck Shuri, i’m going to cum, i can’t handle this,” Riri said with a shaky laugh as she watched you sloppily take Shuri in your mouth, the sounds radiating through the suite causing you to whimper into her.
“cum, Riri.” Shuri snapped, her gaze straying over to take in her face, her back muscles bunching as she gripped you tighter.
Riri bobbed her head. “yes, Panther.”
and then she filled you up with a low moan, her cum running back down your thighs as she panted from the exertion. her head drooped over, curls spiraling as she propped up one of her legs and used her knee as a headrest. she watched Shuri fuck your mouth lazily, her eyes fluttering open and closed as she caught her breath.
you could tell Shuri was close by the way that she was muttering, “fuck” under her breath every other second, her fist clenched tight around your hair as if to keep you there, as if you could ever leave. with your newfound free range you dug your face in deeper to reach more of her, your tongue going as far as you could reach. you wanted to collect every single drop.
“i’m going to cum all over your face, princess.” she gasped.
the pet name settled into your core as you mumbled “yes, Panther,” the words barely understandable. Riri giggled and Shuri came in earnest, the taste sweet and slightly tart. your new favorite flavor.
she lifted herself off you and you felt the absence immediately, wondering if this was going to become a problem. if you were always going to want Riri and Shuri. obsession. the thought flitted through your mind but you pushed it away as you looked up at her. she bent over and in a rather gentle display of affection, caressed your cheek before landing a soft kiss on your lips.
“would you like to cum now?”she asked, softly.
“yes, Panther.”
she gave you a small smile before glancing over at Riri. “switch?”
Riri nodded as she gave you a kiss on the knee before removing herself from between your legs to switch positions with Shuri. “how do you feel, ma?”she asked.
you sighed. she had made well on following her orders because you could absolutely feel the burns running down the length of your back. “i feel like Shuri owes you a fucking star.”
Riri laughed as Shuri gave you a genuine smile before sliding an arm around your waist, the skin still slightly sore from the marks. but all thoughts of pain bottomed out when she lifted you so that you were slightly propped up before she lowered her head and dragged her tongue in a long swipe down your center.
you gasped out loud, the sensation making your toes curl as she hummed appreciatively against you. “I love that i can still taste Riri on you.” she groaned as she darted her tongue out again teasingly as if taking her time to explore you.
Riri laughed at that, “you’re filthy, Shuri.”
except the words were said so fondly that you laughed out loud at how the two managed to make debauchery a good thing. although honestly, it was a good thing if the way your body was responding to Shuri’s tongue was a sign.
she lapped you up like her favorite brand of whiskey before she pressed the tip of her tongue hard against your clit. you screamed, your back arching off the ground once more and Riri fondly reached down and stroked your face as if soothing you.
Shuri did it again and you felt your chest tighten as your orgasm rushed up to greet you. you were standing on the precipice.
“give me one more second, princess.” she said against you, her eyes closed as she took her tongue to your center again before trailing a circle around your clit. fuck. she was fully edging you simply because she liked how you tasted and didn’t want it to end? you couldn’t have held out if your life depended on it. you came violently, the feeling clanging through you, a scream tearing from your throat as tears pricked your eyes once again.
Shuri just sighed, drinking you down through the orgasm as Riri dropped featherweight kisses to your forehead, your breath slightly ragged as you tried to calm your racing heartbeat.
Riri sat down fully next to you on the ground and gently rolled you onto your side, your body pliant from your satisfying fuck as she roved a hand over your back. Shuri kissed your cunt once more before she leaned over to see Riri ’s handiwork.
“hmm, close enough.” she smirked as Riri grinned.
Riri then reached over to the bedside drawer for her and Shuri’s bruise balm to spread over your back. it was vibranium-infused (duh) and worked faster and more efficiently. a wave of cold settled over you and you shivered before it warmed up and settled into your bones. the burning was no longer there and you smiled softly as she kissed your shoulder.
“all better? it wasn’t too rough was it?”she asked, her face drawn in slight worry.
you softened and nodded. “i’m okay Riri, i promise.”
Shuri held out a hand to you and you took it, allowing her to pull you up gently from the ground, your body sore from being completely ravaged. Riri popped over to the kitchenette and grabbed a glass of water. then she strode into the bedroom, Shuri pulling you along behind them.
once inside, Riri rummaged around in her drawers before pulling out a soft well-worn t-shirt that smelled of her. “arms up ma” she commanded. you did so dutifully and she tugged it over your head, your smile hidden under the fabric.
“y/n, come,” Shuri said, patting the space in the bed beside her. you huffed at her inability to not order you around but you crawled into bed nonetheless, realizing with a thrill that you would be spending the night with your two favorite people. the thought made you incredibly happy but you refused to let that show so blatantly, instead scowling at Shuri as she tugged on one of your braids.
Riri handed the both of you bonnets before padding over to join you. she slid into the bed on your other side, the two geniuses bracketing you in a cocoon of warmth that you burrowed deeper into. snuggling under the blankets, you felt Shuri spoon you and you settled into her while Riri threw her arm over the two of you and pulled you in close so that your noses were almost touching. she leaned forward and kissed the tip of yours.
“thank you for letting me fuck you, mami. ”she said with that stupidly hot smile.
Shuri laughed and it reverberated through her as she rolled her eyes. “oh so now you want to be a lady?”
Riri sighed, “girl bye, i’m always a lady” she mumbled, snuggling her face into your neck.
brown eyes fluttered closed as if the energy had finally left her body and you found yourself following suit as warmth and comfort dragged you under. and you had no idea if it were the beginning of a dream, or if Shuri actually spoke, but the words, “i want this, you two, all of the time,” floated through your consciousness.
and it could've been a fever dream but you knew that despite it, you responded with a very sleepy, “me too, Shuri.” to see how the words felt.
bonus smut?
you weren't quite sure what woke you up but when you did, you realized it was dark, the sky still black hinting at it being night.
your eyes focused enough to take in the muted glowing numbers of the clock. 3:24 AM. with a soft sigh, you turned on your side, facing Shuri.
you sucked in a breath when you met her gaze, her eyes half opened, piercing even in the dim light.
“Riri’s having a bad dream,” she mumbled, softly.
and as she said the words, you felt a jerking movement behind you and a soft whimper. you gingerly turned over again to instead face Riri, taking in the sight of her. the blankets were kicked down around her waist, her upper body bare, an expanse of smooth skin on display. her mouth was slightly open, her brows furrowed. she whimpered and the sound went straight to your heart.
Shuri snuggled in closer, wrapping an arm around your waist as she laid her chin on your shoulder. “it was good for a bit but it’s getting bad again.” she said quietly, your gazes trained on the jerking movements Riri was making as she whimpered again.
Shuri sighed and then released you before she quietly left the bed. you watched her pad over to Riri’s side before sliding in behind her, wrapping an arm around her waist as she had just done to you a few moments prior.
Riri’s mouth closed on a sigh as she settled into Shuri’s hold, her breaths deep and even as she continued to sleep. you took in her stupidly cute nose as it scrunched up, the way her hard lines softened as she moved slightly, burrowing deeper into Shuri.
“she’s so gorgeous” you sighed quietly and Shuri chuckled lowly in response.
“she would be highly embarrassed if she knew we were just watching her sleep but it’s kind of hard not to, yeah?”
you smiled softly as you nodded, pulling your hands under your cheek to prop yourself up slightly. you were still very tired but sleep was currently avoided as your breaths fell in tune with Riri’s.
you lay like that for a few moments, quiet, Shuri running a hand over Riri ’s stomach whenever she jerked from what appeared to be an ongoing nightmare.
but all at once, something shifted.
Riri made another sound but this time, it wasn’t tinged with pain. instead, you raised your brows, your gaze landing on Shuri’s as a soft moan fell from Riri’s lips, her mouth popping open slightly again as she shifted backward into Shuri.
you watched as Shuri’s breath hitched, her eyes darting down to Riri’s ass pressing back into her again, another moan filling the room.
you wanted to giggle at the absurdity of the situation, Shuri looking lost as she looked at you in disbelief. but as Riri canted her hips backward again, Shuri’s eyes fluttered closed briefly as she groaned, the sound settling into you, your sleep shorts dampening almost immediately..
“I- i’m going to have to wake her up” Shuri bit out, her voice hushed in the stillness.
“um yeah, yeah it’s only ri- right, just so she can…” you trailed off, your eyes glued to Shuri’s hand as she continued to stroke Riri's stomach, long fingers lingering close to the front of her shorts.
you squeezed your thighs together, your arousal crashing into you with force (and more than a little surprise).
Riri’s eyes fluttered open and they alighted on you before she looked down to see Shuri slowly stroking her. she sucked in a breath, a heated look crossing her features as she guided Shuri’s hand into her shorts. she moaned and Shuri kissed her neck before biting down softly on the skin.
Riri clenched hard around her fingers and she sleepily panted, “fuck me, Shuri.”
the words reverberated through you and you sucked in a breath, your fingers moving on their own accord to graze the top of your sleep shorts.
Shuri whined at the feel of Riri as she picked up the pace, her hand pumping steadily. Riri’s head fell back, her eyes closing at the touch.
“you like that? me fucking you with my fingers, does it feel good, Ri?” Shuri asked, her voice low as she deftly pulled down her own shorts. you couldn’t see her but you knew she had discretely activated her strap and was grinding against Riri because the other woman let out a strangled sound.
“you always take s-such good care of me,” Riri mumbled, her words almost slurring together with sleep-laced lust.
Shuri smiled at that, her hand slowly pulling out of Riri as she took her shorts off completely and you saw Riri’s mouth open on a pant as if in anticipation.
you made eye contact with Shuri and she smirked. “touch yourself for me, y/n. make yourself cum but only when Riri is about to do the same, do you understand?”
“yes, Shuri.” you said, your voice breathy and airy, not at all what you usually sounded like. as you watched Shuri slowly grip her strap and position herself behind Riri, you could feel your wetness drip even through your shorts.
you quickly shimmied out of them, tossing them to the floor as you waited for Shuri. you held her gaze, the two of you locked on one another before you watched as she pushed into Riri . you couldn’t see it exactly but you knew it was happening because Riri gasped, the sound surprised and hot and you immediately inserted two fingers into your already dripping cunt.
you had never watched anyone in real life before (on purpose), the thought somewhat frightening as you never imagined you’d be comfortable enough with voyeurism to do so. but as you watched Shuri slowly rock into Riri, her eyes closing as she bit her bottom lip, you realized that you could do this all the time. every day actually, if they were willing. because there was something so mind-numbingly hot about watching Shuri fuck Riri , the two of them losing themselves in the sensation.
“f--fu--” Riri just made garbled sounds, the words not forming as Shuri picked up her rhythm, her hand gripping Riri’s ass as she furrowed her brow in focus, her movements brutal and swift.
you rammed your fingers into yourself, the familiarity of your own hand causing you to chase that orgasm quickly in a way that was often difficult when done by anyone else. but you knew your body, your spots, and you were going to come undone as Riri arched her back allowing Shuri deeper access.
Riri was moaning loudly and she reached out a hand to grab your thigh, holding on as if needing you to tether her to something solid while Shuri fucked her, whispering in her ear.
“do you like waking up to me deep inside you?”she bit out, her voice rough and low as if she were trying to keep herself from coming undone. you knew you were all nearing that edge and a little smile crested your lips at the thought.
“ye--yes, Shuri.” Riri cried out, her eyes clenched shut.
you continued to finger yourself, lifting your hips to reach that sensitive space behind your clit but you reached out with your other hand to lightly stroke Riri’s clit. her breath hitched and she watched as you caressed her sensitive bud, the wetness already gathered there making it easy for you.
Shuri yanked Riri ’s head back and then placed a hand on her waist, her fingers grazing yours as you now rubbed Riri with vigor, matching the pace with Shuri’s thrusts and subsequently your own ministrations that were causing you to see stars.
“Riri, are you going to come for me?” Shuri asked,her voice ragged.
Riri nodded, her face creased in pleasure. she gripped onto your thigh for dear life as her other hand balled up in the sheets.
“good. y/n…” Shuri said your name like a caress and you looked over at her, your own body flushed with that orgasm just waiting on the edge.
you stared into her eyes and she smiled. “come.”
the word ignited an immediate release as your orgasm crashed through you, your back arching off the bed as you gasped quietly, cum dripping down your thighs and onto the bed. at the same time, you felt Riri’s jerk and then a rush of liquid coated your hand against her, the feeling sticky and heavy as she came with fervor.
Shuri groaned through her own orgasm before leaning her head against Riri ’s back, hands untangling, limbs growing pliant and loose as you all tried to quiet your panting breaths.
“did i wake you?” Riri asked you, the sound rumbling through your body because of your proximity. you smiled sleepily against her bare skin.
“yes. but i don’t think Shuri and I minded.”
“not even a little bit,” Shuri said, her voice hinting towards her own tiredness.
Riri laughed quietly, and with a little sigh, you decided that falling asleep in the arms of Shuri and Riri after a sleepy fuck session was probably the best way you could spend your early mornings.
dividers by: firefly-graphics
endnotes: now imagine me NOT finding away to sneak dom’s new tattoo in here lol; editing this was hellll, like i rlly almost gave up just bc of that but i had 2 see it thru; i definitely don’t think im done with this universe yet but i can’t commit so idk, as usual hope u all enjoy 💋💋
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