Can I please request a fic smut where dom!shuri and reader been dating for a while and the reader is very much a sub so she’s usually very vanilla when it comes to pleasing shuri but one day maybe on their anniversary she decides to go full Dom on Shuri and surprises her she’s all about pleasing her and even uses a strap on shuri in every position and just leaves shuri shocked and speechless afterwards. Sorry if it’s a lot I’m just so tired of the reader alway being a pillow princess in the shuri fics, our bae needs love and attention too❤️❤️😘😘😘
yes just yes, this is what we all need THANK YOUUUU💕
i'm the one in charge tonight (18+)
synopsis: it's you and shuri's second year anniversary in less than 24 hours, and you've completely accepted the fact you're totally a sub during sex while she's mainly the dominate one, but you want a change, you want to show her what you're capable of and what she's been missing out on.
contains: dom! reader x sub!shuri, shuri x black reader, smutty, filth, dirty talk, some fluff, cunnilingus, fingering, strap-on, riding, vibranium!strap, just super unholy content fr.
usana- baby, ivakala imnandi kakhulu- it feels so good
a/n- i fell asleep whilst proofreading this, so don’t mind if there are any mistakes :) enjoy the read sinners x
grab your popcorn, it’s a long one 🙀
"shit, was that good?" shuri asked in a breathless manner, chasing her breath that had been taken away by your vehement scissoring session. you were pinned under her, one leg hoist up on her shoulder whilst the other was settled by her hip.
"yes, so good." you exhaled, chest rising and lowering quickly as your body tried its hardest to overcome the intense orgasm it'd just experienced. shuri laughed quietly at how fucked out you looked and leaned down to give you a kiss. sensing her soft lips on yours, you lifted up your arms to put your palms on either side of shuri’s head and kissed back, fully satisfied with your swift but explosive quickie. shuri broke away from the kiss, gently pecking your forehead as she let your leg down slowly from her shoulder and pulled her soaked heat way from yours. your leg dropped back down on the bed with a faint thud, and you turned around to the side, closing your eyes briefly.
you and shuri had been dating for quite a while now and you’re second anniversary was coming up, tomorrow in fact. you two weren’t the most conventional couple around; you came from a poorer background and your parents were farmers that helped the royal family grow fresh produce. shuri had seen you around one day and found you’re visuals so outstanding, she made conversation with you. since that day, you’d both just fell more and more in love with each other every day physically and emotionally, so you just made it official. she was your ride or die and literally saved you and your family from a life of poverty and enslavement; you couldn’t thank her enough everyday.
on the other hand, sex with shuri was always the same, it was very vanilla and passionate which you loved but it was quite predictable, she touched you, you came; she was never really keen on the idea of you touching her or being in total control and you thoroughly accpeted it as bottoming was more up your ally anyway.
however lately, you’d been craving a change, you needed something to spice up your sex life with shuri and what better way to do that than finally show her your skills. i mean sure, you’d never really topped anyone before as she barely let you, but how hard could it really be. shuri did it to you all the time and you’d picked up on her little tricks, from her pressing down onto your stomach to make you squirt, to her curling her fingers correctly to reach the spot that drove you crazy. little did she know, your pillow princess days were coming to an end and tomorrow was the perfect day for you to show her how dominant you could be.
you opened your eyes again and looked over to the digital clock by the beside table, “8:36am”, it read and you mentally questioned as to why shuri got so horny and pent up this early in the morning. speaking of her, she was already out of bed, dressing up and changing in her lab wear.
“leaving already are we?” you queried with a fake pout, turning around to watch her get ready whilst you tucked yourself back under the warm sheets.
“yes sorry, i just need to finish a project quickly, but love, can you be ready by 1pm later today so we can go shopping for our anniversary date tomorrow?” shuri asked, brightly smiling at you as she dragged her black jumper down across her torso and grabbed her lab keys from the drawer.
you grinned at her, thanking god she remembered and also feeling very excited because you knew she was going to spoil you, “of course baby.” you cooed, wiggling your toes under your covers, “but why does it feel like we just had a one night stand?” you asked in a joking manner, raising your eyebrow at her.
shuri laughed at your comment, “i’m experienced what can i say.” she left the room before the pillow you threw managed to hit her. you scoffed and laid back down onto the bed, staring at the white ceiling that seemed to move in zigzags after you looked for too long. suddenly, an idea flew into your head from nowhere. you had a sly grin slapped on your face, and you’re the type of person where if you’re set on doing something, oh boy, best believe it’s going to get done. you sat up, shaking your head and went to get up out of the bed, but as soon as your legs touched the floor, they seemed to remember what you’d done with shuri more than you did and completely gave out under you in which you cursed as you fell, “damn, she got me good.” you sat down and rubbed your knees that made painful contact with the floor. you finally found the energy to stand and pulled yourself up so you could walk to the semi-large bathroom situated in the corner of your shared bedrooom. you were getting ready to do something- no, make something that would most likely help in your plans tomorrow.
~~~
you walked into your personal lab located in an isolate part of the palace. shuri had commanded the lab team to build it for you five months prior to you moving in because you were super intelligent and quite gifted, but you were not financial stable and so couldn’t afford to finish your education, so shuri had been tutoring you to fill in the gaps in your knowledge and you swear, you’re almost smarter than her. you absorb knowledge like a sponge and shuri admires your talents, knowing you have great potential and will possibly help in wakanda’s evolvement of technology.
you flicked on a light switch and watched how it activated all the systems, seeing all of it whir to life, “welcome y/n.” the voice of your ai, briot, echoed in the room, greeting you nicely as you walked further in, “thank you bri, can i ask if my design from my ipad is available to be printed now?” you asked, switching buttons to download the image of your special design from your phone and upload it so she could sense it.
“yes y/n.” she affirmed.
“print it for me.” you commanded, moving over the place where’d you’d be able to see it print in 3D.
“printing.”
you smiled proudly as you saw it, the printer moving in rapid motions as it drew all of the details you’d wished for, and you couldn’t be happier.
can you guess what it is?
yes, it was a custom made-strap on.
i know, very original. you tapped the intercom and the protective glass shifted to the side. you reached in to grab your design, admiring its perfect length and girth, not to mention how veiny it was and the light tinge of purple from the hint of vibranium you used in it against its jet black exterior. prior to this, you’d sat in the living room on you’re advanced pc and ipad where you made it, touching it up and even measuring you’re thighs and waist so it fit you perfectly. sure, you had many that you and shuri kept but all of them were used for you and you’d rather make an entirely new one that was just catered to shuri’s needs. satisfied, you closed the glass case and turned around to leave, but your heart nearly skipped a beat when you saw shuri walk in face down with a ton of paperwork.
as quickly as you could, you closed the designing tab that displayed the strap design, and hid the physical one behind you as you leaned on the intercom, trying to act like you weren’t just doing something devious.
“oh babe, what are you doing here.” shuri asked as she looked up, slightly confused as you avoided her eye contact.
“it’s my lab ain’t it.” you said smiling freakishly wide as you slowly put the strap-on in your lab coat pocket.
“yeah, but you didn’t mention you’d be here..” shuri replied, tilting her head to the side to see what you were hiding behind your back,
“what’s that.”
you panicked, shoving it fully into your pocket subtly so it wouldn’t be seen, “what? i’m just working on a new version of the kimoyo earrings.” you said, acting clueless as you shifted to the side to show her the project you abandoned over a week ago, lying down on your desk. shuri looked at you with a “are you serious.” facial expression, but she didn’t say it and just turned around, “alrightie, well, i’ll just borrow your spare pens if you don’t mind and don’t forget to be ready in an hour.” she perked up, grabbing a handful of your new pens and waltzing out of the door.
you let out the large breath that had been stuck in your throat and held your chest, “god that was close.” you muttered, “briot, why didn’t you tell me she was coming back.” you asked slightly irritated, stuffing the strap into a bag you were going to hide in your room.
“you commanded me to not let anyone disturb you.” briot replied in her monotonous robot voice. ah yeah, she’s right, you forgot that the last time you were in here, you told her to put the rest of the world on hold whilst you worked.
“oh yeah, sorry you can turn that off now and shut down the lab for me.” you said as you turned away and headed to the door.
“turning off do not disturb mode and shutting down lab, bye y/n.” she replied as the lights went dim and everything went to sleep again. your lab doors shut automatically and you rushed to the bedroom, hoping and praying that you didn’t bump into anyone, especially you’re girlfriend.
~~~
you waited for shuri in the palace lobby as you were ready to go shopping with her. you wore a long grey jumper dress and some black naked wolf boots with your golden purse by your side. your leg was on top of the other, bopping up and down as you looked around for shuri as well as replying to instagram comments. you recently got your natural hair silk pressed as it was winter season, and it was in a messy bun, edges slayed to the gods.
“sorry to keep you waiting dear.” you heard from the side of you as shuri stood by the black chair you were sitting on. you studied her fit, a black lakers jumper with grey jogging bottoms and jordan shoes with her infamous black glasses. she put her hand out towards you and you took it, lifting yourself up from the chair with your help, “you look hot.” you complimented, kissing her cheek as you grabbed your hand and lead her to the door.
the market wasn’t very far and so a car was not needed to get there. shuri told no security to come as it ruined the authenticity of your outing and no one would try and harm her anyway; she went to the market all the time where the wakanda community treated her like any old citizen there and it really made her feel like she belonged. for you, the market was an escape from your shitty reality, and in the past, you went here not only to get food for your family, but to contribute in the local activities that took place occasionally and make friends.
after about ten mins, you reached the market area but shuri led you down a different path that you hadn’t been before. confused, you held her arm, “the local shops are down there.” you pointed to where you thoght you both were going.
“i know.” she replied, flashing you a smirk.
you two kept on walking for what felt like forever until you ended up on a street that looked like it came out of new york magazine cover. there were so many famous designer shops like dior, chanel, yves saint laurent, pandora and so many more. you gasped and started to squeal as you saw them in all their glory, lined up poshly against each other on the two streets. of course you were a big fan of fashion and never knew these franchises existed within the planes of wakanda. you looked at shuri, back at the shops and then shuri again before hugging her tightly, “oh my god! shuri stop, i can’t buy from here.” you watched in awe as rich ass people went from shop to shop with their bags overflowing with expensive bags, clothes, everything.
shuri chuckled and took out a card from her wallet in her joggers pocket, a black card; you knew shuri was rich but this? oh nah.
“shuri no, i can’t take that, i have my own money.” you said taking out your wallet from your golden purse but she stopped you and put a hand on yours, “my treat, consider it an early anniversary present.” she said in such an alluring way, putting your wallet back in your purse and gesturing for you to take the card from her. in shock, you slowly take the card away from her clutch and she then hugged you, “thank you for being such an amazing girlfriend.” she breathed in your lovely perfume and kissed your cheek. people noticed her presence and were staring at the public display of affection; she didn’t care though, your relationship deserved to be shown off.
you nearly cried, what the hell, shuri was so amazing, “oh god, thank you,” you squealed, jumping and prancing around her. it didn’t take long for you rush inside the shops like a child, taking it in all at once. your first stop was givenchi and you just looked at everything, the prices made you hurl though, $2000 wakandan dollars for a piece of awkwardly cut clothing!? shuri was behind you the whole time, even checking out things herself whilst the shop keepers disturbed her about what she was here for.
anyways, you didn’t find anything you liked there so you visited many shops after that until you were at chsirtian dior and was instantly attracted to a piece they displayed:
it wasn’t too much and there was something about it that just screamed confidence and you fucking loved it. shuri caught you looking at it intently, “you would look so motherfucking fine in that.” she confessed, encouraging you to get it as she was undoubtedly tired of endlessly roaming around so many shops.
you agreed, and called an employee to see if they had the grey two piece in stock, and thank bast they did, so you tried it on first to really make sure it was a good fit for you..“is it nice?” you asked shuri as you walked out of the changing room after you put it on, twirling around in the mirror and looking at how it hugged your body nicely. shuri didn’t wanna admit it, but you looked like such top material in that moment like damn, she wouldn’t mind being dicked down by you in that moment; little did she know…
a good $3500 fled from shuri’s pockets after you purchased it, but she thankfully didn’t mind. you walked out, letting the cool air wash over your face as you happily linked arms with shuri, “are you not gonna get anything?” you asked her as you walked happily down the road, “nah, i already have my outfit planned at home, but i might go check out some rolex watches.” she replied as she mainly just came out for you to shop and enjoy yourself.
“mkay.”
the both of you crossed down the busy road and walked into the rolex shop that just smelt of dollar bills i mean, you’d never stepped in here before until now, but it just made you feel poor. the large array of golden and silver watches were on display as shuri walked along the footpath, expecting every single one of them. you admired shuri’s special sense of value and her actions were so calculated, you could trust that whatever she did was for the right reason, and that was one of the many reasons why you loved her so much. she called over a shopping assistant that seemed to fan girl over her as she asked for a specific type of watch. they had it in the shop and brought it out for shuri who smiled, “thank you, i’ll take that one.” the shopping assistant nodded and brought it to the paying counter. you were going to hand shuri’s black card back but she already had another one out and ready to pay; you wondered how much bread this woman had, but she’d never tell you.
she successfully paid for the expensive rolex watch and thanked the lady as she handed the bag over to her. shuri turnt to you and nodded at the door as a signal that you should leave first and you left it open so shuri could walk out, “so…can i see the receipt?” you asked, very curious about the price as you both walked down the stone steps.
shuri chortled, “ ‘course not.” she said in some tacky british accent, and held your hand as you both walked back down the street you came back from, to the wakandan palace. shuri had a habit of switching in and out of accents as she travelled a lot, so she just adapted them, but it was so out of the blue and it made you laugh.
you got some questioning and nosy stares but you both ignored them and fully enjoyed the rest of your day, visiting cafes and arcades to have fun, like a pre-anniversary date.
~~~
you sat on your shared bed, tapping away at your phone. you took a picture of the christian dior bag and sent it to your friend, nora who sent you a long voice note being jealous and threatening to come and steal shuri from you. you laughed and replied in another voice note, “i wish you’d come and try, girl i’d slap the shit out of you.” you sent it, laughing at yourself doing the fake american accent you’d learnt from shuri. nora gave you swearing emojis and you shook your head, liking her messages and then switching your phone off to lay it on the side of the bed. friends was playing on the tv, shuri was watching it before she’d left to take another shower since you’d accidentally sprinkled her in oil as you both cooked some jollof rice for your dinner.
“fuck, haha i’m so sorry baby.” you were cackling so much as you held the oil bottle, and your stomach as you stared at shuri covered in the olive oil, from head to toe. she was play fighting to get it from you and you accidentally threw the contents at her, not realizing the lid wasn’t on properly.
“god y/n.” she wasn’t even mad, she laughed along with you as she wiped it from her face and arms, but she continued to help you cook as she was starving.
you laughed again at the memory but took the remote to change the channel. you switched it to some true crime channel and settled the remote on the bedside table, opening a packet of sour gummies to fulfill your sweet tooth. before long, shuri exited out the steamy bathroom, a tower around her waist and another one around her neck covering her chest. you tried your hardest not to look but bast, it was hard; she looked so good and that towel was slipping dangerously low, showing off her v line and toned stomach as result of her working out as black panther, being the protector and all. you dragged your mind out the gutter and shifted your attention back to the tv.
“like what you see?” she called out, noticing your prying eyes on her as she moved to get the lotion.
“mhm.” you replied shamelessly, not bothering to hide how hard you were staring. shuri laughed at your directness and turned to face the wardrobe as she removed the towel around her neck, revealing her broad and strong back. you liked how it tensed and flexed as she moved around with light scars of nail marks that were definitely your fault. shuri poured the cocoa butter lotion onto her hands and rubbed them into her palms before she worked it into her skin to give it moisture and avoid ashiness.
“do you need help?” you asked, feeling quite bold.
“that would be amazing, i can’t reach my back.” shuri replied, nodding her head and sitting on the edge of the bed with her bare back facing you. excitedly, you crawled your way directly behind her and took the bottle of lotion and squirted some on your hand. you rubbed it until it grew warm in your hands and then you took a careful swipe along shuri’s back. with elegance, you rubbed it into her beautiful melanin skin and made sure it was all spread evenly before you massaged her shoulders. it was quiet, but you could hear the low moans of shuri as the massaging probably felt good and relieved her of muscle aches. her head leaned back into the middle of your chest as you leaned up on your knees to rub the top her chest, getting dangerously close to her boobs, “mm, you sure you wanna go there baby?” she looked at you with a look of lust and you ignored her, pretending like you were just innocently helping her cream her skin. after, you lifted her head off your chest and rubbed her back again but went down the sides of her petite waist, under her arms as you took in her shape. shuri was surprisingly letting you do all of it and her being vulnerable was getting you worked up so you stopped before it progressed into something else.
“why’d you stop?” shuri fake pouted as she got up, finishing off her legs before she slipped on a white tank top on from the closet, not bothering to wear a bra.
“cuz.” is all you said before you were indulging in your gummies again and watching tv. shuri soon joined you and stuck her hands in your gummies, stuffing some in her mouth as she tried to decipher exactly what you were watching.
“is this murder and stuff.” she asked muffledly, as her mouth was full with the sweets she'd just stolen from you.
you giggled at how stupid but cute she sounded and nodded as you both began to properly watch it with your eyes glued to the screen until you were eventually dead asleep, your arm hanging over the bed as shuri hugged your waist and snuggled herself besides your breast; you could definitely get used to this.
~~~
you woke up from your deep slumber in utter panic as your alarm went off besides your head, blaring into your poor ears. annoyed, you angrily slammed it quiet and huffed to yourself as you rubbed the sleep from your aching eyes. the digital clock displayed 9:30am and you sighed, knowing it was definitely shuri that set it at this time to wake you up. you looked around to find her, but she was nowhere to be seen, which wasn’t surprising at all in the least. you managed to raise yourself up, stretching your arms and legs with a drawn out yawn. you lazily scratched the side of your head and adjusted your silk bonnet before you jumped off the bed and made it up again, like you never slept in it. you were making your way to the door when something caught the corner of your eye. when you fully turned to it, you gasped. it was a note on top of a large bouquet of diverse flowers. cheesing already, you picked it up and read the note, “happy second anniversary, my one and only love,” you took a deep inhale of the sweet smelling flowers before you carried on, “i’m so glad to have you in my life, thank you for handling my shit, from your sexy lover, shuri.” you giggled and smiled to yourself like an idiot as you read it like three more times after that. you danced around your room like a child; it was only shuri that was able to make you giddy like that. ready to hug her to death, you unlatched the lock of your bedroom door and looked in the hall left and right before you quietly closed it behind you and tiptoed to shuri’s lab.
however, when you looked inside, it was empty and she was no where to be seen. confused, you wondered where she could possibly be, but the distant sound of soft afrobeats, and the sweet aroma of pancakes gave you your answer. your mouth watered and stomach grumbled as you realized how hungry you were. you made your way over to the kitchen and without a doubt, she was there, over the stove and tossing pancakes like a pro. she was wearing a blue striped apron whilst softly humming to the song, pull up by koffee, her favorite one right now. once she noticed your presence, she smiled sweetly and made her way over to you, inviting you to dance with her. confused at how different she was acting, you gladly complied and bopped along to the beat. she twirled you around and your back was to her, moving side to side and slightly whining on her. one of her hand was on your waist guiding your movements, whilst the other had a spatula in it. getting shy, you clapped whilst laughing and broke away from her as she hurried over to the stove to turn it off before the pancakes got burnt.
“what?” she let out a hearty laugh and flipped the pancake pan onto a large white plate.
“who are you and what have you done with shuri.” you jokingly ask her, as you pulled her into your embrace, arms around her neck, “i’m right here usana.” she replied, softly kissing you and rubbing your sides.
“mmm, i like this shuri, keep her out more.” you said as shuri held your hand and guided you to sit down onto the royal dining table. she’d told everyone not to disturb you today since it was your special day and her demands were met as it was mad quiet and peaceful, no sign of anyone. you looked down at the large plates of breakfast food presented before you and watched as shuri settled the pancakes lastly and sat down, taking off her apron and flinging it somewhere.
“damn, you worked hard.” you admired how nicely it was set out, fruits, your favorite mocha coffee, eggs, sausage, bacon, toast, whipped cream and juice.
“well, you deserve it.” shuri said, slipping a grape into her mouth before cutting herself a slice of pancake to see if it tasted right before you did. she immediately nodded in approval and encouraged you to taste some. you took a knife and cut into the stack of them, using your fork to stab it before placing it in your mouth. it was so beautifully sweet like not too much and not too little, but just enough. the drizzled maple syrup was the cherry on top and you held your thumbs up in approval.
“she can cook!” you said with your hand over your mouth as you chewed it thoroughly, “i always could!” shuri retorted defensively, as she made a sandwhich. you shook your head and she jokingly flipped you off in which you laughed and pushed her chair, nearly causing her to fall down and spill the food everywhere. she looked at you wide eyed and you looked back on the verge of bursting out of laughter.
“fine.” she walked up to you and started to tickle you like crazy in which you screamed and jokingly slapped her off of you; tickling was the bane of your existence and you hated it, which shuri knew so she was doing it on purpose.
“stopp!” you yelled, as she tickled you harder until tears were coming out of your eyes. finally she stopped and looked satisfied with her revenge before she finally ate her little sandwhich. you looked at her menacingly and finished your pancakes, taking a piece of watermelon from the fruit bowl, “this is war.”
“yeah okay.” she said, sticking her tongue out in a childish manner.
this was one of the best mornings you’d ever had and you were so happy to share it with the one you loved.
~~~
you were both riding along the wakandan streets in a long limousine made of pure vibranium that shuri had designed herself, on your way to the most expensive restaurants in all of wakanda owned by kwamaye ramsey, a notorious chef that is seen in a lot of tv shows. there were two body guards seated at the far end of the vehicle so it was awkward, but shuri’s hand was on your thigh and you two were talking about random things to ease the tension.
“okay but she should’ve died in season two.” you argued and shuri interjected, “no! she was my favorite character how dare you.” you sneered at her and she did it back before you both laughed at yourselves. you wore the expensive two piece you had bought the day before with your black hair down and freshly straightened, large golden hoop earrings with heels that were on a mission to make you fall tonight. by your side was shuri in a oversized black blazer with a unique wakandan design and some black suit pants with dark shades on, and her hair braided back:
she looked sexy as always, but those damn grills that glinted when she smiled were telling you to take her right here and now. she looked out the window, “yeah we’re nearly there.” she said to you as the pointed and you looked, seeing the crazy line of people lining up and the bright lights of the place; damn it was famous, she was right.
“oh my, are we going to have to wait?” you asked, as the car swerved into a parking space.
“oh course not.” she said, pulling two vip tickets from your pocket that flashed a lovely gold, “these guarantee a quick way in.” she said as the car came to a final halt. you sighed in relief but wondered how she even got those. i mean she was the fucking princess of wakanda….it made sense.
“thank you boss.” she said as she gave a nod to the driver who gave a nod back and opened the car door. the bodyguards left the vehicle and she got out first before standing to the side and letting you get out. the air was warm, like a bit humid and the environment was just to clean, no pollution, no corruption, just wakanda. the car drove off and you two were immediately greeted with the sharp looks and long stares from ongoing pedestrians and people in line for the restaurant. shuri took your hand in hers and you squeezed it as you two began to walk towards the entrance of the restaurant with the two bodyguards by your side.
you would never get used to the flashing white lights of paparazzi cameras, but it made you feel quite famous to be honest. your relationship was not new news to wakanda, but you’d both never come out to say it, you’d just left the public to think what they want whilst doing what you want. you covered your face slightly and waved at some people as they excitedly waved back. the bodyguards pushed away some crazy paparazzi, but you just stayed close to shuri as she showed the men at the door your vip tickets in which you were swiftly let in. the inside was breathtaking, the whole restaurant wasn’t too busy but clean, and the whole place was covered by dim purple lights with gold shimmers and wakandan designs on the walls. a friendly waiter guided you both to the tables shuri booked and it was upstairs, away from everyone else and in a private dinner room. there were candles set up and it just looked so boules and prestine, it was surreal. you gasped under your breath and you went to sit down with shuri on the opposite side.
“i’ll come to take your orders soon.” the waiter said and bowed, exiting the room. you both nodded and thanked him before taking in the coolness of this place.
“bro, shuri i feel like i’m walking on pure diamond right now.” you say, taking a cheeky sip of wine already on the table. she laughs and also drinks some of her red wine, “i know it’s crazy rich in here.” she replies, like she’s not some billionaire.
“honestly, thank you, this such such an honour my queen.” you bowed in your seat in which she scrunched her face and shook her head, “you don’t call me, you call me…” she thinks, “daddy?” she winked at you but none of this was going to move you tonight, “no, you call me that.” you replied challengingly, raising your eyebrow and mentally laughing at the surprise on her face.
“haha, i like your jokes funny guy.” she said raising her wine glass up again to take another sip whilst you read through the menu.
she was going to be calling you that tonight, she can just wait.
after a short while, the waiter came back and took your order and you ordered wagyu beef with salad and some oysters whilst shuri just ordered the same thing you ordered, just with some medium rare steak on the side. the waiter went to gather your food and you just sat there looking around, avoiding shuri’s longing stare at you.
“y/n..you’re so pretty you know.” she complimented as you felt her foot rub yours from below the table.
“i know.” you replied with full confidence and a hint of dominance, which shuri seemed to notice as she took a small gulp; she was justifiably down bad for you.
you and her played two player mini games on your phone whilst waiting because that’s just how you bonded, “fuck! i had it!” shuri yelled as you stole her cards and came first place. at that point, the waiter came in with one other, holding plates of your food and refilling your wine glasses. shuri looks down awkwardly and puts her phone on the table whilst you chuckle under your breath and thank the waiters for their service. you’re the first to tuck in and the first bite of that meat is heavenly, it literally just melted im your mouth like butter.
“nice?” shuri asked as she poked at her food, putting your needs before her own, “yes! try yours.” you replied as she cut a piece of the meat and ate it to, “oh my god.” she leaned back into the chair and played dead because it tastes so good, whilst chewing thoroughly.
“i know!” soon after, you both devoured your plates and didn’t leave a single speck of food or any sauce left; you’d practically cleaned it up for them again. you leaned back holding your stomach as you were so full. shuri did the same and quietly burped into the palm of her hand before she sipped some whine.
“hey..i have something for you.” you said, shuffling in your handbag to find a surprise for shuri.
“oh?” she asked, wiping her mouth with the cloth and looking at your bag.
“yep.” you pulled it out and it was a small white box with a bow tie on it. you shuffled it closer to her and she looked at it suspiciously, but accepted it anyway. you studied her face to see her reaction to your anniversary gift; you had to provide for her as well because she was treating you way too much. her mouth twisted into a smile and she looked at you, “you didn’t have to.” she said and she was cheesing as she stood up to come and hug you. you’d bought her these 24 karat gold stud earrings that she’d been contemplating on buying for the last year.
“ehh, it’s the least i could do.” you said, feeling very proud of yourself for being able to afford that and treating her back, even though you’d be doing it much more later. tonight will be about her this time, whether she likes it or not.
“fuck, i love you.” she studied them and closed the box again, putting it in her blazer pockets as she blew you kisses.
“come on, let’s go enjoy our night fully, just the two of us.” she said, as you smiled and got up with her, taking the bill so you both could pay at the counter downstairs. once that was done, you went outside where the bodyguards were and the long limousine, you previously arrived, in was stationed outside waiting for you. you both got in with the two bodyguards pushing away crowds and you two comfortably settled in the back whilst they closed the doors. slightly tipsy, you used your hand to pull shuri’s face to meet yours and kissed her, not caring about the right men in front of you. she kissed you back harder until it was getting too intense in which she pulled away and squeezed your thigh, “let’s wait ‘till we get home baby.”
you nodded and leaned on her shoulder, excited for her to see your second surprise.
~~~
it was messy, hungry and needy. your hands were on each other as soon as you got inside, in a state of frenzy as selfishness for the other grew, but you quickly made your way into your shared bedrooom for more privacy. as always, shuri pushed you down onto the soft bed and started to steal kisses all over, starting from your exposed neck down to the top of your breast peaking out from your cropped blazer jacket. you allowed her for now so she didn’t expect anything.
you wrapped your arms around her neck to deepen your passionate kiss further, bucking up your hips to grind against her to give her the notion that she was in control. she held your hips down and swiftly undid your buttons, taking the blazer off to reveal your lacey black bra. she then kissed a trail from the skin of your breast to your neck again and nibbled on the skin, relishing in the sounds of your soft moans.
as if a switch went off, you found strength to completely to push her down and switch your positions so you were now stationed on top of shuri with her wrists held down by your hands. she looked so confused but surprised at where that random surge of strength came from. you licked your plump lips and connected your lips with hers once again in which she eagerly welcomed. you kissed down along her neck in which graceful moans spilled out from her mouth as you bit down gently on the brown skin before you went to work on unbuttoning her large blazer. your hands were no longer pinning shuri’s so she got up, interrupting you and attempting to flip you over again, “y/n-” but you snapped and gripped her chin with your hand, “i’m the one in charge tonight princess, you understand?” you said in such a domineering manner, she simply nodded and accepted her fate. you smiled sweetly, “good girl.” you praised, as you took the blazer off of her small frame, exposing her calvin klein sports bra and broad shoulders. you leaned besides her ear, dragging your hands down her body slowly as she shuddered under your touch.
you were so glad she wasn’t denying you like she used to, and seemed to give you what you wanted.
“take this off for me.” you demanded, tapping her bra in which she complied and gripped the underband of it, raising it up and over her head. you did the same and removed your lacey bra, discarding it to the side of the bedroom so you both were topless. shuri leaned down so her back was against the bed below and watched as you climbed over her, you’re silver necklace hung down into her face, so she dragged it and pulled you down to kiss her some more and as her hands were free, she roamed down to grip your ass in which you grunted disapprovingly and slapped them away, “you don’t touch me.” you ordered, taking her wrists and pinning them back above her head once again. she bit her lip and gave a sort of whining sound that made your core throb in anticipation.
“you better not move, stay in that fucking position.” you demanded with a deeper tone in your voice. shuri mentally gasped at your sudden change in demeanor but fuck, it turned her on so much more then she imagined. you let go of her hands and went lower, unbuttoning her pant buttons and pulling them down to remove it completely from her, tossing it across the room like the other articles of clothing. shuri didn’t know how to feel right now, you’d never gone full dom like this and she was unsure on how to act but for once, she was going to entertain it and let you do what you want because that’s what you deserve. you enticingly kissed your way down shuri’s body, tracing her shape as you stopped at her boxers. you looked at her for approval to take it off and she nodded, biting her bottom lip as you slid them off of her. she used her foot to discard them r to the side but by the time she could process what was happening, you were already roughly pushing her thighs apart and lifting them up so they were beside your head.
in the two eventful years you both were together, you’d only ate her out..once? maybe twice? but that was way too low compared to the amount of times she was in-between your legs, at least twice a week, and that’s if she’s busy.
you spread her thighs out more and shuri shifted herself down so you were closer; she’d missed receiving head as she was so focused on you, she forgot about herself but tonight, she was going to feel every fucking thing you gave her. the room was dimly lit, but you could clearly see what you were working with. shuri’s pussy was slim and tidy, her lips tucked in and her clit peaking out from the hood like a pearl from its shell. you appreciated the neatly trimmed curly hair but you couldn’t care less about it. your kissing from before had undoubtedly got her wet as her entrance glistened with slick, begging for you to taste it.
without wasting any more time, you dove straight in, tongue up in every crevice you could reach as you greedily tasted every single bit of her, holding her thighs tightly. shuri’s petite frame flinched and her backed arch, lifting off the bed as her arms slammed down onto the bed, “oh my fucking god y/n, yes!” her moan was so erotic, it sounded like it came right out of a porn video. you used that as fuel to keep on going, using your tongue to glide in and out of her, licking up and down her slit and grazing her clit a bit. this caused her to buck her hips up instinctively and grab at your straight hair, “shit shit! ivakala imnandi kakhulu.” she cried out, spewing out expletives like they were rap lyrics.
“mmm.” you couldn’t help but smile at how good you were making her feel. you hummed against her clit on purpose and continued to pry and lick at it to get her closer. shuri’s knuckles were started to whiten at how hard she was gripping your hair but you didn’t care, you couldn’t feel that shit, all you could feel was shuri’s wet pussy slapping against your tongue and cheeks.
“fuck yes!” shuri was up in heaven right now, her head was swung back against the pillows as her hips moved on her own, grinding up into your mouth as you stuck your tongue out, “mm i bet you like this, rubbing your cunt on my tongue like a whore.” you said as her jaw clenched after your wards and eyes rolled back into her sockets, just stuck in her own little world of pleasure. feeling satisfied, you turned your head to the side as you licked to watch her reaction; you swear she started to vibrate underneath you as her visible abs flexed with every breath and her now-sweaty legs tensed with every thrust of her hips upwards. feeling so turned on, you felt yourself underneath your tights and panties, rubbing up on your own pussy, aching due to the absence of it’s usual attention as your nipple grazed against the coolness of the sheets; you could honestly cum right now but no, shuri came first.
you stopped touching yourself and reached up shuri’s toned torso with the other hand, grabbing her tits on the way and lightly squeezing as you continued to make out with her heat. you reached her mouth and stuck your index and middle finger into it in which she willingly sucked, getting it all ready and coated with her saliva.
“so fucking good for me, aren’t you.” you said, bobbing your head up and down as you sucked on her clit, “baby, i’m gonna cum..” she breathlessly moaned as her tongue still swirled around and in between your fingers whilst still moving her hips with the pace of your tongue, “you better not.” you warned, feeling further into her throat warm, nearly making her gag.
soon after, shuri was definitely close and you didn’t want her to cum just yet so you lifted your head up briefly and took your fingers out from her pretty little mouth. shuri gulped and looked at you with such a needy expression, you wanted to make her finish for hours on end. you stuck the fingers in your own mouth because you were just so dirty like that and went back down to her mound, feeling up and down her pussy with the pads of your fingers. you don’t think you’d ever fingered shuri, but she’d done it to you countless of times, you could pick it up. you went back to licking her pretty pussy, but your fingers joined this time and with the help of them being wet from shuri and her self lubricated entrance, they slid right in as you pushed inside and shuri’s body tensed, hissing at the weird sensation. you realise she probably didn’t penetrate herself often, so you slowed it down a bit to allow her to adjust.
“move.” she directed, her dark gaze landing upon you and you could see finally see her gorgeous brown eyes, pupils blown out. not needing for her to tell you twice, you used both of your fingers to move in and out, curling them slightly like she always does. your tongue is also at work and plays with her clit in circle motions. shuri was so high on you right now, her teeth gritted and toes curled as her body calmly convulses, trying to cope with too much at once, “god, fuck yes y/n ugh-”
you slapped her harshly thigh, “i want you to call me daddy.” you smirked while saying it and shuri didn’t look at you but she went quieter which is a sign that she was contemplating on doing it. you moved your fingers at an ungodly speed to force some sound out of her and your wish was granted, “mmm, ah fucking hell…y-yes daddy.” she said the last bit quietly but it made you happy
“ha, you’re so good for me shuri.” you praise approvingly and disconnected your mouth from her throbbing core. you lean yourself up and shuffled to shuri, putting an arm around the top of her head. she hurriedly grabbed your face and pulled you down to kiss you sloppily so she can taste herself, your fingers stil buried deep inside of her as she greedily took them, rocking her hips back and forth. you slowed because of your aching wrists, but you sped up again and she abruptly stopped kissing you, struggling to find your lips again as your fingers drilled the absolute shit out of her.
“yea, just like that.” shuri’s grabbed onto your neck like you were the last person on earth and you let her, enjoying her submissive side that she’d kept hidden for so long. your palm slapped down on her clit and she jerked, “bast, i’m gonna cum all your fingers.”
“yeah? i bet you want to do that shit? fucking hungry for it aren’t you?” you replied fiercely, taking shuri’s hands off of you and leaning back down again as you missed her earthy taste. she whined as you went back down to eat her out again; she was so stimulated, she wanted to cry and you weren’t helping. she played with your hair, putting it in a ponytail and lifting it up and down to guide your head further down into her core. once again, shuri was really close and her body was drenched in sweat at this point, and she wanted nothing more than sweet release, which you weren’t going to adhere to just yet. as you saw she was on the edge, you stopped your actions once again and she then tried to use her own hand to finish herself off, but you weren’t having it and you pulled them away forcefully, “no touching yourself either.”
shuri’s face scrunched in annoyance as her body writhed like a worm under you, but she obeyed nonetheless and kept her mouth shut, rubbing her legs together. you got up from the bed and her eyes shot open from its original squinted state, wondering why you were leaving you like that, “fuck..y/n where are you-”
“that’s not my name.” you said as you removed your skirt and opaque tights, stepping out of it and putting it in the mess of your other clothes. you shuffled around your closet for the bag you’d put the strap in earlier and once you finally found it, you pulled it out and showed shuri your creation proudly.
shuri stared at you then at the strap and then at you again in disbelief, “you’re not thinking of using that on me are you?” she studied the details of the veins and unique design, noticing it wasn’t one of hers.
“duh, why else would i bring it out.” you replied, beginning to put it on yourself and adjust the straps. shuri shifted back in her position and stared at it; something about you wearing made fireworks go off in her lower half, and somehow she ended up splayed out on the bed, legs spread wide open while you were in between her. she used to be so against you using it on her and even went far as to hiding them from you, but you made your own this time and there was no escaping from your grasp.
“don’t worry, you’ll be fine.” you reassured shuri who looked evidently nervous for the large toy dangling in between your legs. you stroked her face and kissed her cheeks, pecking her collarbones and rubbing her thighs soothingly. this helped her relax and she slowly sighed, grabbing your waist and pulling you closer. happy as fuck, you took the base of the black strap on and rubbed the tip against her entrance, that was still wet from your saliva and her slick. she looked away and shut her eyes, ready for it and you thought she looked so flipping cute.
quite impatiently, you started to guide it slowly inside her in which her legs immediately tensed up and she pulled back away from you, causing it to fall out. realizing this will probably take a while, you tried again, rubbing the sides of her waist to calm her down. if worked this time and it went in further before she tensed up again but she held your waist tighter, “it’s okay, just put it all in.” she blurted out, not wanting to wait anymore. you wanted to ask if she was very sure but you couldn’t help yourself and before you knew it, you were slamming into her at full force. she jolted and her hands left your waist, touching your abdomen instead and slowly looking up at you with her mouth in an ‘o’ shape as she let out a silent scream, and you grinning cockingly at her. the stretch from its girth was slightly painful, but nothing she couldn’t take. once she was okay with that, you pulled out again and slammed back in, enjoying her body language as her hands scrambled for something to hold on to, eventually covering her face as you began to mercilessly fuck her, “mhm, take.every.last.bit.of.this.” you thrusted into her after each word and noisy lewd moans spewed out from her like a broken record. her eyes were squeezed shut as her body jerked with your sharp and calculated thrusts, making her whole body shake from the shooting pleasure that skyrocketed from her toes to her fingers as you easily found her g-spot, “fucking hell…daddy ah, ah, ah.” she hesitated but she said it and that’s all that mattered.
the stimulating sound of skin slapping and moaning filled the room, the air thick with hotness and the smell of sex wafting from your bodies. you leaned down to kiss down her neck as your hips relentlessly rammed the strap on into her, hitting places shuri didn’t even know existed within her. shuri watched as your tits moved in a hypnotizing manner, and fought the urge to take them in her mouth.
“oh fuck, you’re so deep.” shuri admitted as she firmly gripped your hips, head turned to the side as all she could do was take it and moan as her body shook uncontrollably, not used to this burning sensation unfolding from within her. she couldn’t even think straight at this point, and the pounding between her legs was the only thing she could feel. suddenly, you pulled out and wiped a bead of sweat from your forehead, “on your knees for me baby girl.”
shuri obeyed and found the little energy she had to turn herself over onto her knees and lie down like that. you gripped her hips and pulled her ass up more before you leaned over her and put the strap on at her entrance again. you kissed along her shoulder blade and sculpted, smooth back that was beautifully arched for you. it was already coated with shuri’s wetness so it slipped right in again and you began to ram into her, “fuck fuck!” is all shuri could say as she felt you grab her shoulders to make her lean up. your boobs were flat against her back as you fucked her, and the skin to skin connection between you two felt so good; the strap-on slightly touching your clit was close to pushing you over the edge in fact. fucking into her was so addicted, no wonder she struggled to stop when she was strapping you down. you saw shuri was touching herself as you were moved inside her her but it was okay, you just didn’t approve of her cumming without your permission. you let go of her shoulders and watched as she fell back down, limp, like she had no control over herself. you chuckled in a sadistic manner and pushed her head down into the pillow, drilling into her little hole, just begging to take all of your dick.
after her moans got higher pitched and her body threatened to give in, you pulled out again and leaned down onto your knees, catching your breath before moving to the next position. shuri was so fucked out from the constant stimulation, and the hadn’t even cum yet; you were purposefully edging her and she didn’t know how much longer she could deal with it, it was starting to become more painful to hold back.
you sat down in bed next to her and tapped your thigh, “can you ride me lastly?” you asked in a polite manner, very different from your strict attitude earlier. shuri barely made eye contact with you but she moved herself, climbing over your frame and positioning herself on top of the strap. you’re so excited, it’s not even funny.
“go easy, please.” she croaked weakly as she looped her arms around your neck and leaned her head onto your shoulder. you nodded knowing damn well you weren’t going to do that. she was already sliding down onto the strap and bouncing her hips up down, kissing you fervently as she held onto you for support. you loved how she was getting into it but nah, you wanted to make sure she felt it all so you did what you had to do. you grabbed her hips and slammed them down unexpectedly, using your own hips to thrust back up. shuri yelped and held your chest, “shit! ngh!” you did it again and continued until she accepted it and rode you at a similar pace.
“you can touch yourself now baby.” you finally say, watching at how she excitedly reached down her body to rub on her engorged clit. her eyes flutter shut and her head swung back again, as you gripped her her ass and to guide her movements. mesmerized but how sexy she looked like this, you leaned forward and took one of her deliciously brown nipples into your mouth, sucking and licking the small nub skillfully. her moans got more strained as you did this, all three sensations she was feeling clouding her senses as the time went by. you didn’t stop and wanted her to cum so fucking hard, she’d feel it for the next few weeks.
“mhm yeah, cum for your daddy, all over my fucking dick.” you sensually whispered into her ear. you didn’t know where all this language was coming from but you’d probably heard shuri say it enough times to you so it was just automatic.
your goal was soon coming as shuri’s whole body tensed, breathing short and ragged as she spasmed repeatedly as a result of her orgasm washing over her in crests of mini waves all hitting her at the same time. “fuuuuuuuck.” her moan dragged out as she gripped your shoulders, her fingernails digging into your shoulder blades. you winced slightly, but enjoying the painful feeling. shuri pulled you away from her boob with a wet pop, pulling you into hungry kiss as she rode out her high that never seemed to end. it felt 100x more intense as she’d been chasing it for the past hour or so due to your cruel edging game.
“ahh, shit y/n, that felt amazing.” her head was heavy on your shoulder and you just smiled to yourself, feeling tired but so horny at the same time. you kissed her forehead and wiped a tear that had found it’s way down her cheek. she was cockwarming the strap until now and slowly but surely, she got off of it to lay down beside you, absolutely blissed out.
you sat at the edge of the bed to slip the strap off your waist and thighs, nodding your head in agreement, “you were amazing, i didn’t know you were capable of that.” shuri said with a genuine surprised look on her face as she clapped for you, still in the process of catching her breath.
“me too to be honest.” you said, laughing and covering your face in embarrassment from the reality of what you’d just done as you lay back down next to her.
“that was another awesome anniversary gift.” shuri whispered to you, coming closer and peppering your cheeks with kisses as she ran her hands along your body.
“yeah…” you looked at her deeply, licking your lips as you she used a finger to wipe away some hair that was stuck to your face, “don’t you want to get off though?” shuri asked with a smirk, her dominant self already coming back after you thought you’d fucked it out of her.
you looked at her blankly, “nah, let’s sleep.” you turned around swiftly, giving her a taste of her own medicine but honestly wanting it so bad.
“sleep? come on, let’s go shower, i’m so sweaty.” she said, pulling your shoulder back to face her before she stood up in which she quickly held the bed for support as her legs felt like pure jello. you hurriedly stood up to hold her before she fell, “oh my, don’t die.” you both laughed as you put her arm along the back of her neck and walked to the bathroom, entering the hot shower together after all that long lovemaking. did it initiate a round two? i guess we’ll never know.
sheeshh, that was a long one.
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