A/n: I wrote this in 6 minutes.💀🙈🤭 please dont mind spelling errors.
During the the storm, in the warm room, Y/N and Erik's love making was coming to an end. He cuddled into her as the heavy breathing came to an end. Erik had entered new territory. He was starting to show sides of himself he had made an effort to never show. Now sex was not about him self and his needs. It was a way to communicate how he felt about. With every kiss, every touch and every stroke he was letting you know what you meant to him and what lengths he would go to protect you. And you knew it. How could you not?
He was creating a live around you. He dropped anything for you. He made you feel like the most beautiful girl in the world but some thing you were noticing made you think other wise.
"Erik, baby." You whispered trying to see if he was awake.
"Yes." he hummed into your skin.
"Candy has really been on my ass about setting me with Lucas-"
"Ma we just had an amazing day and a spectacular night. Can we just rest." He moans
"Erik why cant I just tell her we together. It's ridiculous that we have to lie to our friends. They would be so happy for us."
"We are not lying to nobody. It's just none of their business what we do."
"So what must I say when they set me up with people?"
"Just say you're not looking for anybody."
"Erik you dont get it. I'm the fat friend...every second they look at me, they feel sorry for me. They talk about my love life like its hopeless. It's not. I have an amazing boyfriend and I want to show you off I want to show us of. I know its shallow but I want to go on double dates with Lucy and them. I want to go on the couples vacation they have in December. I want to have fun with you ...outside the house."
"We chilling Y/N. I love home dates with you. You cook and dance. We have some great memories sweetie." You agree with him nodding.
"Its been a year Erik. I want them to know now. I-"
"Come one Y/N. Can a nigga get some shut eye. Damn. I dont want your thot ass, jealous ass friends in our business. They are not in your corner the way you think they are."
"That is not true Erik. They are my sisters."
He got up naked and pulled his underwear up to fit.
"Really okay sisterhood. Why dont they know you fucking someone. They should, it's been a year. The ' I cant make it ' and ' I'm not feeling well' excuses you give them should have gave them a red flag but it didnt because they dont give a shit about you. They just make you stick around so they dont feel bad about their skinny bodies when they eat to much!"
Erik's outburst had you tearing up. You were already emotional because of the sex now you had to face pissed of Erik purposing the idea that your friends are only your friends because you make them look better.
".....is that the reason you dont want us to go public."
"What?"
"I'm not an idiot Erik. With your status. You fell for a big girl and now your hiding me. I'm your dirty secret."
"Dont spin this on me. I love you."
"Then let's go public. I watched you flaunt your smaller ex girlfriends. Tell your boys you find me attractive. I know what their reaction will be. They will ask you out of all the girls...Kalya, Tamica, Toni or Lucy. Why Y/N? They will laugh cause I'm a joke. You're in love with a joke. Oh god. Am I right Erik?"
He sat down and coved his face not knowing how to answer. It seemed like Erik wasn't going to answer you. He went going to go public with you. He was a Wakanden Royal and high profile man with a plus size women. Even though he was hiding you away from people he thought it was for your own good. The press, his friend and the world would eat you alive.
Erik did love you. And you felt it every second. You felt unsure about his stance in the relationship. His goal was to provide, protect and comfort. But his active of keeping his relationship with a secret ate into soul. You question your body, beauty and personality.
So Y/N what would you do?
🍒 Stay with your perfect boyfriend Erik. Who keeps you a secret because of your appearance.
Or
🍒 Leave Erik and find someone who may or may not love you. But will definitely show you public affection and claim you with a title.
He can’t love you if he’s keeping you a secret because of your looks. Thats a false equivalence right there. He loves what you do for him. He knows you are the prize and the real woman who also knows that the right man will see all of that and not give two fucks about what anyone says. Especially at a year in he will broadcast the love openly and often. He wouldn’t want anyone thinking they got a shot with you because you’re his woman,his prize.
He is selfish enough not to want anyone else to even have that shot and keep her behind a wall, where nobody would get a chance to see how great she is. However ,he is not man or mature enough to stand on business when it comes to her. Protecting her is standing ten toes down when them haters come for her. Supporting her decision to look and be as she is not hide her from the world as the path of least resistance.
Also side note the head games bs about her friends was also meant to keep her self esteem low and her compliance so that she believes he has her best interest at heart. Gaslighting at its finest because sir at least her people trying to get her out the house, hell they probably worried about her mental health. Also he is not even considering what she wants which is to be claimed publicly in addition to the other things he is providing. That is important to her and apart of her love language clearly because she is bringing it up. Dismissing her needs is also not the move which is another indication of his respect for her.
As someone who is plus sized you could say I’m triggered (not the authors fault because this was great 😊😊) because I know how this feels. Personally, I’d pack my raggedy little duffle bag and leave 🤣(iykyk) because from my perspective you dont love me either(at least not in the way I deserve) I might as well try my hand with someone who has the potential to give me what it is I need from someone who I am devoted to. I would deluding myself if I stayed. Maybe he would realize someday that what I was asking for was a small ask for the person I loved and thought loved me. However once I walk away, you are on your own in figuring that out. It would hurt like hell but it’s better than being tortured with the doubts running through my mind every day, wondering if that’s the day you come home and tell me you found your forever person and I have to watch you give them everything I ever wanted from you plus some because circling back to the beginning of this long winded essay that someone who loves you you going to stand with you in the face of the storms and is not going to care about the world.
A/n: I wrote this in 6 minutes.💀🙈🤭 please dont mind spelling errors.
During the the storm, in the warm room, Y/N and Erik's love making was coming to an end. He cuddled into her as the heavy breathing came to an end. Erik had entered new territory. He was starting to show sides of himself he had made an effort to never show. Now sex was not about him self and his needs. It was a way to communicate how he felt about. With every kiss, every touch and every stroke he was letting you know what you meant to him and what lengths he would go to protect you. And you knew it. How could you not?
He was creating a live around you. He dropped anything for you. He made you feel like the most beautiful girl in the world but some thing you were noticing made you think other wise.
"Erik, baby." You whispered trying to see if he was awake.
"Yes." he hummed into your skin.
"Candy has really been on my ass about setting me with Lucas-"
"Ma we just had an amazing day and a spectacular night. Can we just rest." He moans
"Erik why cant I just tell her we together. It's ridiculous that we have to lie to our friends. They would be so happy for us."
"We are not lying to nobody. It's just none of their business what we do."
"So what must I say when they set me up with people?"
"Just say you're not looking for anybody."
"Erik you dont get it. I'm the fat friend...every second they look at me, they feel sorry for me. They talk about my love life like its hopeless. It's not. I have an amazing boyfriend and I want to show you off I want to show us of. I know its shallow but I want to go on double dates with Lucy and them. I want to go on the couples vacation they have in December. I want to have fun with you ...outside the house."
"We chilling Y/N. I love home dates with you. You cook and dance. We have some great memories sweetie." You agree with him nodding.
"Its been a year Erik. I want them to know now. I-"
"Come one Y/N. Can a nigga get some shut eye. Damn. I dont want your thot ass, jealous ass friends in our business. They are not in your corner the way you think they are."
"That is not true Erik. They are my sisters."
He got up naked and pulled his underwear up to fit.
"Really okay sisterhood. Why dont they know you fucking someone. They should, it's been a year. The ' I cant make it ' and ' I'm not feeling well' excuses you give them should have gave them a red flag but it didnt because they dont give a shit about you. They just make you stick around so they dont feel bad about their skinny bodies when they eat to much!"
Erik's outburst had you tearing up. You were already emotional because of the sex now you had to face pissed of Erik purposing the idea that your friends are only your friends because you make them look better.
".....is that the reason you dont want us to go public."
"What?"
"I'm not an idiot Erik. With your status. You fell for a big girl and now your hiding me. I'm your dirty secret."
"Dont spin this on me. I love you."
"Then let's go public. I watched you flaunt your smaller ex girlfriends. Tell your boys you find me attractive. I know what their reaction will be. They will ask you out of all the girls...Kalya, Tamica, Toni or Lucy. Why Y/N? They will laugh cause I'm a joke. You're in love with a joke. Oh god. Am I right Erik?"
He sat down and coved his face not knowing how to answer. It seemed like Erik wasn't going to answer you. He went going to go public with you. He was a Wakanden Royal and high profile man with a plus size women. Even though he was hiding you away from people he thought it was for your own good. The press, his friend and the world would eat you alive.
Erik did love you. And you felt it every second. You felt unsure about his stance in the relationship. His goal was to provide, protect and comfort. But his active of keeping his relationship with a secret ate into soul. You question your body, beauty and personality.
So Y/N what would you do?
🍒 Stay with your perfect boyfriend Erik. Who keeps you a secret because of your appearance.
Or
🍒 Leave Erik and find someone who may or may not love you. But will definitely show you public affection and claim you with a title.
Why is it important to be well read or well informed?
We tend to gravitate towards people who we find interesting. A fear that most of us have is that we’re not interesting enough.
“What if I don’t make any friends because they think I’m boring?”
“What if I don’t know what to say at that date and he ghosts me?”
“I have no idea what this person is talking about, but I’ll pretend like I do.”
“God, I wish I had done some more research before coming here. I feel so dumb.”
In order to combat such feelings, we need to actually address them and work on them.
It’s not that you’re boring or plain. It’s just that you may not have expanded your horizon enough.
Here are some things that I do:
1. Read 3 academic articles a month (this month I’m reading on parenting, globalisation and urban riots). Annual review is a great resource. The articles I’m reading aren’t more than 30 pages long.
2. Read the news every single day. I have 13 different news apps that I use. You don’t need to use so many (I just like being informed in what’s happening in my country, the world, and certain specific nations). Start by reading just the headlines everyday.
3. My brain likes reading about fashion, lifestyle, exotic travel as well. I refer to CNA Luxury’s website for that.
4. If you don’t like reading, watch videos instead. YouTube is a vast resource. Look for TED videos, Cold fusion, Slidebean, Circle of Life, History Matters, Ted Ed, Absolute History.
Here are some topics I think are interesting / you can research on:
* your country’s history
* Basic international history and some of the most notable/ infamous events
* Classic literature
* Architecture basics
* Interior aesthetics
* Famous people and families in your country
* Prominent CEOs, politicians and personalities
* Start ups and industries that are becoming popular
* Small talk
* Jewellery - stones, metal types, settings
* Massages - best pressure points
* Real estate - structure deals, buying and selling homes
* Economics - rates and what they mean
* Philosophy basics and notable figures
* Alcohol basics - how is French wine different from Italian, why is champagne called champagne, what is the most popular drink in every country?
First off, you're writing... *chef's kiss*🤌🏾 love it! ❤️
My request might be all over the place lol. So, I was thinking about one where Chiron is competing with an "anonymous kingpin" and mysteriously gets abducted by this unknown kingpin only to find out that HE is SHE ( a beautiful black queen of course 😉) and they develop this either "love hate" or "cat and mouse" relationship then they eventually give in to each other and have nasty mind blowing s*x!
Soooo... what do you think? 👀
warnings: smut
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His cool sheets, fluffy pillow, and fleece blanket was exactly what Chiron needed after a long day of journeying around Florida. Today he had to make his rounds to collect his money from his appointed dealers and yet again, he was not disappointed with the outcome.
Chiron had come into this particular field of business right after graduating high school. With no desire to go to college and in need of money, Chiron decided to enter the drug dealing business. He knew the cautions but to him, the pros outweighed the cons. Over the years, he’s worked his way up to king pin status in his county and has taken time to expand his distributions all across the state of Florida. Chiron has encountered much competition. That is, until now, as he made his runs around the county, one of his employees notified him of the news that’s been circulating around town.
A new force has entered the ranks along with Chiron. This person has not been seen, only heard of. They go by the alias, Indigo. Their backstory consists of much experience in this business with their father being a prominent drug dealer in Georgia. This person has continued their father’s business now that he’s retired and moving overseas to live out their twilight years. This person has taken the remnants of their father’s hard work and flipped it into so much more. They’ve expanded their distribution to Alabama, Tennessee, North Carolina, South Carolina, and now Florida. Florida is their newest venture and now they’re essentially the ‘new kid on the block’ that’s popular and everyone wants to know.
Chiron gathered as much information about this mystery person as he could. He rode in his gray, tinted BMW 3 Series back to his home without even the slightest feeling of intimidation. He knew he had loyal customers and employees that would never switch up on him. However, he was curious. Curious as to who this person really is, their plans, and their intentions.
Chiron brainstormed answers to these propositions as he turned over in his bed. Moments passed and his mind began to settle, warranting him to fall asleep. A small pebble hitting the glass of one of his bedroom windows caused his eyes to pop open. Chiron had gained superhuman-like reflexes in his younger years. He chucked the noise up to his mind playing tricks on him, that he was hallucinating because he was sleepy until it happened a few more times, a minute apart. The unnecessary sounds drove him crazy. He began to ignore it by turning on his television to overpower the noise as it continued. It seemed to work until the alarming ring of a car alarm blared. The sound was directly outside of his window. Chiron’s work car happened to be parked in that area. He hopped out of bed to rush to his window. He pushed past the curtains and peeked through the blinds. The orange colored street lights provided enough illumination for Chiron to see that no one was near and his car was unharmed.
He took one more look over the street and surrounding areas before stepping away from the window and back into his bed. He settled back underneath his covers, sinking further into the comforting material of his mattress, and closing his eyes to will himself back to sleep. His breathing begins to settle, the rising and falling of his chest slowing with each passing moment. Chiron inched closer to dreamland, close to being in his own world in his own mind. Glass shatters and a car alarm blares, startling Chiron. He immediately reacted in his ‘protection’ mode, rushing out of bed, dressed in only basketball shorts and a classic black durag. His bare feet quickly guided him out of his home and onto the sidewalk. He looked back and forth. His car had not a scratch upon it. Confusion etched in his face.
Silence poured in. The faint sound of cicadas producing their classic night time tune in the far distance. Chiron took tentative steps back, his eyes scanning the street and nearby corners for anyone that could be responsible for the commotion. His foot came in contact with what appeared to be a brick, causing him to trip backward. His body almost hit the grass covered ground until a pair of arms caught him while a bag simultaneously landed over his head. His reflexes kicked in, prompting him to swing punches to hit his attacker and free himself. His attempts were unsuccessful. A thin needle was injected into his biceps and Chiron slowly felt each bodily function he possessed, slow down to a complete stop.
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As Chiron’s body came back to life, he opened his eyelids to see complete darkness except a bag was not over his head. A clean, lemon-like scent flooded his nasal passage. Further down, his arms and legs were chained together and he was seated in a chair. A rope of chain went over his hips to lock him in his seat. He was completely immobile. Shifting his head around, he saw a sliver of light coming from the lower part of the darkened room. A door.
Listening closely, Chiron could make out voices. Male voices specifically. He assumed that minutes had to pass before he heard the faint click of heels against wooden ground. The sound became closer to the door where he resided behind. His heart rate spiked with anticipation at who could be on the other side. Sure enough, keys jingled and the lock on the knob of the door clicked to indicate that it was unlocked. The person on the opposite side twisted the knob and the door slowly opened. The darkness of the room Chiron was chained in provided a silhouette effect for the person that was on the other side of the threshold. Chiron could only make out locs that stopped just above the person’s thighs.
Light illuminated the room, revealing who had entered. Chiron zoned in on the woman’s face. Long lashes accentuated her almond-shaped, dark brown eyes that stared at him. Her nose had a piercing on the left side. Her nude glossy lips were set into a straight line. Her hair was indeed in the style of long locs with her edges swooping whimsically across her hairline. She rocked a set of gold necklaces and chains around her neck, silver chain link earrings in her ears, a dark, nude colored jumpsuit, and heels of the same color.
Chiron could admit that she was beautiful. He couldn’t help but watch as her breasts peeked out of the top of her jumpsuit, jiggle with each step she took that led her to be closer to him.
“Well, look who’s awake.” A grin appeared on her face, showing shiny, white teeth. Said grin dropped when she saw that Chiron kept his same blank expression. The only indication that he was upset was the subtle clenching of his jaw and the way his eyebrows dipped in the front.
“Looks like someone’s upset. I wanted us to meet on good terms.” She gave him a faux pout.
Chiron still wasn’t moved. He wanted to know who this woman was and what she wanted with him but better yet, he wanted to know why he let his guard down and fall for all the tricks that led him to this position.
“Seems like you want to skip all of the small talk then,” the woman pulled a chair from the side of the room to slide it in front of Chiron. She took a seat, going the extra length to smooth out her clothes before meeting his piercing coffee brown orbs.
“You may know me as Indigo.” She caught the way his brows slightly lifted. Chiron expected a man to come and challenge his throne, not the beautiful woman that was seated directly in front of him. Yet, he had to give her credit. She knew that people expected a man therefore she kept her identity a secret.
“I just recently came here and folks have been telling me about this Chiron person so me being me, I had my guys search for you and had you brought to me so we could meet.” The honeyed smile she hit him with would’ve made his heart flutter if they weren’t in their current predicament.
“I know that you’re the “shot caller” around here so I just wanted to make sure we’re on the same page about things changing here, yeah?”
Chiron’s dark brown eyes flicked up and down over her, face now plastered with building anger toward Indigo. However, she sat unfazed by the rage growing toward her. She expected it. The two sat in tense silence, Chiron grilling her with unwavering eyes and Indigo staring back with eyes twinkling with unbotheredness.
“Get me out of this shit.”
“Oh! He speaks?” A giggle emerged from her lips, showing Chiron a view of her pretty teeth once more. “Nah, I think I wanna keep you just for tonight,” she stood from her seat, taking a few steps to have her legs touch his chained knees, “You’re a cutie.” Indigo flicked his chin upward with her index finger.
Chiron was fuming at the change of position he was in. He watched her fiercely as she waltzed away, back to the door that held him back from the rest of the building and the outside world. He had already begun to think of how to get his revenge. All he needed was to meet with his guys and plan it out.
“I’ll be right back.”
Chiron was back by his lonesome. He wriggled against the chains, the rough metal digging into his skin. It was sure to leave a mark. Chiron sat in the empty room, fuming at his current position. He was the one to kidnap the ones who’ve wronged him, torture them before ending their lives with a bullet im between their eyes. How dare she catch him off guard like this? His pride had taken a shot but it would heal after he finished getting through with her.
Indigo walked through the door once more with a bottle of water. She moved over toward him, slipping it onto his lap before going behind him. Fabric ruffled in his ears and soon the sound of metal peaked his interest. Was it a knife? She could honestly end him and this so-called competition right now with a blade slicing his head off. Chiron wrists jerked in the cuffs before relief poured in. Muscle memory had him wanting to massage his wrists but Indigo already had it handled once she saw the indents on his skin.
“Drink that.” She instructed once she was back in front of him.
“I didn’t do anything to it, I promise.” She said after seeing the clear skepticism on Chiron’s face.
“Nah, I’m good.” He spoke, taking the water from his lap and handing it back to her.
“Fine. Suit yourself,” As she went to retrieve the water bottle from his hold, she had pulled a small syringe out of thin air and injected it into wrist.
“The fuck—“ the fluid inside of the needle entered his blood stream. His vision died down as seconds passed. The last thing he witnessed was Indigo smiling at him with satisfaction.
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Hard concrete was below him. Cool air surrounded him. The chirps of the early birds sang a peaceful sound. In the distance, the sun could be seen making its way into the sky for the day. Chiron felt sluggish as he eased his way onto his own two feet. He was in front of his home. That’s when everything from the last few hours played in his head. Patchy at first but enough for him to remember that he had been kidnapped.
Rage began to flood within him. Rage at how he had allowed this woman to rip at his dignity. Rage at himself for feeling the way that he did about her. Chiron raised from the floor, dusting himself off, and surveying the quiet streets of his neighborhood to make sure no one saw him off of his game. Back inside his home, Chiron immediately searched for his phone to dial his right-hand man, Slim. Slim was asleep himself, Chiron could tell from his groggy sounding voice. There was no proper conversation, just four words exchanged:
“Meet me at ten.”
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Indigo always set aside a single day in the week to go out and test the waters, to see what the streets were talking about. That day was always Friday and on this particular Friday she had decided to take her posse out to a club that she heard was the talk of Florida’s nightlife. Fortunately, no one actually knew her and what she did so therefore she was able to go about her night in any fashion she pleased.
Arriving at the club that night, Indigo and her other three friends entered inside the packed space to music vibrating the walls and people dancing in every corner you looked at with a drink in their hand. Indigo and her girls fit right in, moving toward the dance floor to groove to the latest hip-hop track the DJ spun. After a few songs, the women made their way to the bar, ignoring thirsty men on their way. At the bar, each of the women ordered their preferred drink. Indigo had a driver so they could get as fucked up as they wanted. Indigo handed the bartender her card to pay and she didn’t miss the once-over the bartender gave her. The bartender was a woman and with Indigo being open, she returned the appreciative stare and flashed the woman a flirtatious smile as she accepted her and her girls’ drinks.
Back on the dancefloor, Indigo allowed the bass of the music to guide her hips in a circle. The music took over as the liquor coursed through her body, warming her insides and making her feel weightless and free. Indigo left her cares in the back of her mind and was here living in the present moment with her friends. That was until surprise shocked her body as a sturdy hand gripped her upper arm and commenced to dragging her off of the dance floor. She attempted to call out to her friends but they were too caught up in the moment like Indigo had been moments before. Indigo whipped her head toward the way she was being pulled. The man who snatched her up stalked through the sea of club occupants with ease, ignoring Indigo’s persistent questions of where he was taking her and why he did what he had done. Indigo tried to pull out of his hold but her attempts failed, his grip on her arm was like steel.
The man pulled her down a slim corridor that was lit up by blue lights lining the edges of the wall. They soon approached an all black door with a gleaming gold handle. The man opened it and practically tossed Indigo inside. Aside from the manhandling, Indigo was taken aback by the luxuriousness of the room she had been thrown in.
A cherry wood desk sat in the center with a premium black leather rolling chair behind it that was turned away from the door. Behind the chair sat a bookcase that had gold sculptures on top and several abstract paintings adorned the walls above. The walls were painted a dark gray color, adding onto the shadowy theme of the office. A couch and coffee table were placed on the side of the office, underneath a window that showed the parking lot of the club.
Indigo starred at the back of the chair furiously and her annoyance seemd fo increase once she heard the voice that emerged from behind the chair and the face that she saw when the chair spun around.
“Thanks, Z”
The man that hauled Indigo inside, who she now knew as ‘Z’, nodded and then turned to exit. Indigo and Chiron’s eyes locked as they were now left alone. A cocky smirk played on Chiron’s lips. Adorned in all black with a silver chain around his neck, diamond studs in each ear, a Richard Mille watch on his right wrist, and a silver pinky ring on his left pinky. Chiron stood from his chair and rounded to the front of his desk, leaning onto it.
Indigo had absolutely no time to be internally fawning over him. An all black outfit would do it for her everytime and to see Chiron, someone who’s actively endangering her father’s legacy, in this ensemble had her shifting her weight to her other foot to stabilize herself.
The two gave each other opposing stares. Chiron scanned Indigo, taking in her heels that showed off her pretty, baby pink painted toes and the diamond anklet that encircled each of her ankles, then up her shapely legs that he often imagined being wrapped around his waist or his head, whichever she would allow. Then his eyes took in the royal blue body con dress that contoured to every dip and curve of her body. Her light, natural makeup accentuated her natural, afrocentric features, making her annoyed expression less menacing. He then focused on the faux locs that she threw over her shoulder, the gold accessories adding an extra sense of flair to the hairstyle. Indigo was by all means a beautiful woman, Chiron couldn’t deny. But what he could deny was the idea that she would soon take over his areas. That wouldn’t happen as long as he still had breath in his body and blood running through his veins. Even if the person threatening his reign ran through his mind more than he wished.
Her mahogany skin glowed underneath the low light in the office. Her natural makeup seemed to accentuate her features, making her annoyed expression less menacing.
What do you want? Havin’ your bodyguards snatch me up and shit.”
Chiron’s appreciative gaze shifted to one of emptiness. He often did this to hide his true emotions when talking business so whoever he was conversing with didn't feel like they had him figured out.
“Just wanted to talk to you. Under better circumstances.”
“Okay. Talk so I can leave.” Indigo crossed her arms in irritation and impatience.
Chiron pushed himself off of his desk, eyes still glued on her slightly scowling face. Stepping over to his mini bar in the corner of his office, he took a small glass and a pitcher to pour himself a glass of water. He didn’t consume alcohol while talking to important people.
“We started off on the wrong foot. I, personally, didn't appreciate the way things went and if you were anyone else, you would’ve already been six feet under,” his words didn’t faze Indigo at all. She just continued to watch him walk back to the front of his desk.
“Things were off guard, unexpected, and completely in your control and that’s not how I do things.”
Chiron took a sip from his glass, eyes watching Indigo. Water coated his bottom lip and Indigo couldn’t help but zone in on the way he licked the excess water away.
“Okay. Can you—“
“I’m still talking.” Chiron said sternly, causing Indigo’s eyebrows to jump up in disbelief. Setting his glass onto the desk, Chiron approached Indigo leisurely, his gait dipping at certain points. Indigo wasn’t affected by him being in her personal space. She welcomed any chance for him to get closer to her, especially when the space surrounding them was filled with a pulsing tension that called for either of them to act on it but if he wanted to keep up with this “enemies” thing then she was all for it. Indigo was confident in her abilities and drive and believed that Chiron didn’t hold enough weight to effectively eradicate her from the Florida market.
“Now, I don’t know what made you think you can just come up here and take over shit but that’s not happening. Ever. So you can take this lil’ plan you have somewhere else because I’m not going for it.”
Chiron felt a centered pressure on his abdomen, specifically his oblique, a second after he finished his monologue. Glancing down, a bubble gum pink pistol was pressed into the side of his stomach. Indigo watched his eyes travel from the weapon to her face. She was unable to decipher his reaction from his facial expression but she knew he had to have been caught off guard due to how rigid his body had become underneath the gun.
“You haven’t known me for long but let me tell you one thing, I don’t take orders from anyone. If I say I want to do something, I’m going to do it without any interference from anybody. You already know what I plan to do and it will get done. Do you understand?” Her brow quirked up, waiting for his response.
As quick as a blink of an eye, a pointed pressure ended up on Indigo’s abdomen. A black Ruger LCP Max sat on the fabric of her dress that covered her stomach, similar to how she had her gun on him. A smirk grew on her face as she gazed at him.
“That’s nice to know but it wasn’t needed. You heard what I said and I meant it. Try me.”
“Hmm…I might,” she said, looking him up and down before withdrawing her gun from his body, “is that all?” She questioned, smiling sweetly. Sweet enough to cause Chiron to have a toothache. Chiron pulled his gun back and placed it back in his invisible holster at the back of his pants.
“Get out.”
And Indigo left with a loud cackle and a sense of accomplishment.
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Tonight, she stood six inches taller, gliding through the lavish casino located in Miami, Florida. Her black midi dress conformed to her body as if it was custom. It had heads turning away from their gabbling just to get a glimpse at her. Flicking her natural type four curls over her shoulders, Indigo approached a Baccarat table. She laid her hands almog the edge of the table, watching a man who had to be in his mid-fifties make a guess and win six thousand dollars. Indigo nodded her head, impressed but she knew if it was her turn playing that amount would be quadrupled. Along with teaching her the street game, Inigo's father taught her a few useful tips about hambling that she was sure to never forget as long as she lived.
As the game continued, she stood over the table watching the man continue to win as well as lose. Just as he was about to place another bet, a presence crept up beside her, inciting goosebumps to pebble along her bare arm.
“Nice seeing you here.” That voice had haunted her in her dreams, waking her up to soaked panties and an increased heart rate.
Indigo didn’t move her head in his direction, only cutting her eyes toward him to see him dressed exquisitely in a navy blue suit with gold accessories.
“Wish I could say the same for you.” Indigo attempted to focus back on the game at hand, Chiron’s energy crowded her senses. Indigo felt him glance between her and the games as the man that played continued to throw bets and win a couple thousand dollars. A chime sounded from Indigo’s small rose gold clutch, taking it out, she saw that it was her father trying to reach her. Indigo hurriedly answered, thankful to have something to focus on rather than Chiron’s overwhelming presence. Her conversation was hushed so as to not bring attention to herself and to also keep Chiron from hearing what she was talking about but it was of no use since he could hear almost every word. He chuckled at how her tone changed. She sounded more child-like so he knew this had to be her big shot daddy that put her on the map. Indigo spoke in a form of code, a code that Chiron was actually familiar with which made it easy for him to decipher what she was talking about. The longer he listened, surprise flooded through him with hints of indignation peeking through.
Indigo ended her call with a ‘muah’ to whomever was on the other line. Placing her phone back into her clutch, she glanced up to find Chiron staring back at her.
“Why are you here?” He inquired with a carefulness, not to show how he was truly feeling.
“To mind my business and leave Chiron’s alone.” She responded smartly. Indigo twists her wrist to allow her watch to come into view so that she can read the time. “And it looks like it's time for me to go do that.”
She started to step away but Chiron stopped her with his hand gripping her arm. Indigo’s eyes widened in disbelief, going from his hand on her to his face that was now dangerously close to her. He was so much more beautiful up close. The energy surrounding them vibrated as if they were magnets of the different charges, urging them to move closer to further attract.
“I’m not asking you again. Why are you here?” His voice was dark, matching the look he gave her and that’s when Indigo knew he was serious. He was trying to connect pieces. Indigo forced her arm out of his hold. The glare she shot him held faint hints of fluster.
“I’m here for business. I have shit to handle. Why are you here?”
At that moment, Chiron’s cell rang in his pocket. He turned away from her to quickly take it out and see who it was that was trying to contact him. Chiron wasn’t quick enough for Indigo to not see the number that showcased across the top on his phone.
“No!” She exclaimed, gaining the attention of the others at the game table. “Why are you here!? Tell me, now.”
“Don’t worry—“
“Nah, nigga. You just questioned me and man-handled me, so why can’t I ask?” She glanced back at his still ringing phone, the ten digit number becoming familiar. “Are you here to see Tavio?”
Tavio Reyes was a well-known drug dealer from South America. He’s been running his business in his home country for three decades and being that he’s conquered the field in his home country, Tavio has looked to begin expanding into the United States and the state closest to him was Florida. With some help, he got the scoop on the current climate of the drug scene in Florida and nored the name of the two biggest dealers. Tavio received information that the two were bumping heads, making the scene down there unsteady and tense. So why not end everyone’s problems with a decision that none of them could resist? Hell, it didn’t matter if they resisted, the decision would be inevitable.
“That’s none of your business.” It was Chiron’s turn to attempt to walk away but Indigo stepped in his path.
“You are, aren’t you? No, hell no! You are not about to fuck this up for me!” Indigo’s raised voice had completely captured the attention of the other casino occupants but she didn't care, she wanted answers from Chiron. Chiron, on the other hand, did care about who was currently watching them. Anyone could be listening and go after him or Indigo. To dodge any listening ears, Chiron dragged her away from the game table to a discreet corner.
“Nothing I’m doing involves you,” he whispered yelled while peeking around her to see who could be watching him. Chiron was always one to stay on high alert. “His people hit me up and asked me to meet with him about some shit.”
“Me too. Something about a huge drop, worth more than anything I’ve gotten in a while. I did my research on him and I know this is serious.”
“The fuck he call you for? He—“ Chiron stopped mid sentence as realization painted across his face.
“What? What is it?”
“You know for you to be so knowledgeable on these things, I’m surprised you didn’t have it figured out as soon as I said it.”
Indigo squinted her eyes at him, crossing her arms, and waiting impatiently for him to elaborate.
“He’a setting us up. Why do you think he called both of us for one drop? Coming from South America to the States to take over and he’s starting with Florida since it’s the closest.”
“No. He…” Indigo thought the situation over and soon the same facial expression that was similar to Chiron’s moments before crossed her face. “That bitch!”
Chiron’s phone rang again. “Imma take this. Did he tell you to meet him at ten,” Indigo nodded. “Alright, go there as he said and come prepared.” Chiron then stalked off, hitting the answer button and placing the phone on his ear, and a plan hatching in his mind.
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Indigo sat in the backseat of her black SUV, gazing out of the tinted windows at the dark water bank underneath the deck where Tavio asked her and Chiron to meet up at. Deep breaths calmed her anxious nerves. Tavio was someone she had learned about from her own research, she didn’t know him personally. Not even her father knew of him. Indigo was unknowledgeable of what he was capable of.
Indigo had her guards with her. Some in the SUV with her and others in accompanying SUVs around the deck. It was 9:45. As her father always put it, being early is on time. A head light flashed in the corner of her eye, an all black SUV pulled up beside hers. The car was shut off and the driver side door opened. Indigo knew this had to be Tavio. He looked to be in his early to mid-fifties with short cropped, slick back hair, a mustache and a cold look that could put fear in anyone. He wore a trench coat which Indigo thought to be necessary with Florida’s warm weather. Indigo’s guards who sat in the front seats glanced back at her and she gave them each a nod signaling to be aware of surroundings and to do whatever is necessary if things went left, which they were sure tonight.
Indigo left the car, her combat hitting the wooden floor. She adjusted herself in her black bodysuit and fixed her cropped leather jacket to fit snug on her shoulders and arms. Tavio stood at the end of the pier with two significantly large suitcases beside him, watching her approach him and each step Indigo took seemed to deepen the grin that spread across Tavio’s face.
“Indigo, is it?” He asked, his accent prominent.
“Yeah. Tavio?”
“Yes, ma’am. If it’s okay with you, I would like for someone else to join us. He should be here at any moment.”
It wasn’t long before the sound of an approaching vehicle roared behind Indigo, she turned her head to see Chiron’s truck pull up in between her and Tavio’s SUVs. The driver side door opened and Chiron got out. He swapped out his suit for sneakers, dark blue denim jeans, and a simple black hoodie. Chiron approached them on the deck and he and Tavio introduced themselves. He didn’t even glance in Indigo’s direction. They both acted as if the other wasn’t present.
“You both know that I called about a proposition,” he bent down to the suitcases, opening one to reveal drugs of all kinds and the other held stacks of money that had to amount to a couple hundred thousands.
“This is why I called you both here,” Tavio said, gesturing to the open inventory. “But under one condition.”
Indigo let out a tired sigh and a roll of her eyes let Tavio know that she was impatient.
“Is there an issue, Indigo?”
“Nah. Just want you to get this over with.”
“Oh, okay. Before I can hand all of this over, I need you two to make a decision. You step down from your seperate endeavors and come work for me or if you choose to decline my offer, you become fish food.” The smile he gave afterward was one of malice, his eyes switched between Chiron and Indigo expectedly.
Chiron and Indigo stood silently, boredom showing on their looks while Tavio grinned like the Chesire cat. Silence thickened around them, only the sound of the calm water could be heard. Indigo turned to her SUV, nodding her head. Within seconds, Tavio’s guards that were placed strategically around the deck and surrounding areas, dropped dead from the silent shots Indigo’s guards let out. Horror painted Tavio’s face when he heard the bodies drop. Indigo just watched, her own mischievous grin spreading her lips.
“Woah. Hold on, now,” Chiron warned when he saw Tavio reading frantically into his trench coat. “We wouldn’t want you to become fish food.”
“Mm…speak for yourself.”
The alert didn’t stop Tavio from pulling out his gun and sending shots toward Chiron and Indigo. The two raced to opposite sides of the deck, leaving Tavio in the middle where one of Indigo’s guards shot a bullet in between Tavio’s eyebrows, ending his life and his reign. His dead body dropped with a thud onto the wooden floor. Chiron and Indigo walked toward it, death had no effect on them. They’ve seen way worse.
Indigo motioned for her guards to come take care of him. His body wouldn’t be found when they were through. Chiron and Indigo collected both of the suitcases, taking them to Chiron’s car and loading them into his trunk.
“You’re keeping all of this?” Indigo asked a once his trunk door lowered to a close.
“Follow me to my hotel and we can talk.” He said after a few seconds of looking at her.
Indigo nodded before makinh her way to her vehicle. She got in and told her driver to follow Chiron. Her mind ran with thoughts of what possibly could happen. He could take her up to his room and throw her off of the balcony, meeping the product and money all to himself. He could split it between them and have them come to an agreement to stay out of eaxh other’s way. Or one of her daily explicit fantasies that she thought of whenever he crossed her mind could play out. Indigo hoped for the latter. Indigo thought kf Chiron as her equal. Someone who was just as ambitious and a boss as her. What made him even more appealing was that he came from the bottom and worked his way up by himself, a true business man. As Miami nightlife rolled past her, she thought of what it would be like if things were different. If her and Chiron worked together instead of against each other. They would be the most powerful couple in their industry.
Arriving at the hotel, Chiron parked his car and Indigo waited as he unloaded the suitcases from his trunk, rolling them to the entrance. Indigo stepped out, notifying her guards that she would call if things went left. She got out and approached Chiron, taking the handle of one suitcase and gollowed him inside the lobby and up to his room. In true king pin fashion, Chiron was staying in a penthouse suite. Decorated just for a king. Inside the suite, Chiron told her to follow him to his room. A California king bed in the center, floor to ceiling window on one side that led out to a balcony, doors that led to a bathroom and a closet.
Once inside the massive bedroom, Chiron approached one side of the bedroom while Indigo approached the opposite side. Chiron lifted the suitcase to prop it onto the bed, unzipped it and dumped loads of drugs onto the bed. Cocaine, pills, and needles. A crackhead’s dream. Indigo did the same with the suitcase she had, dumping stacks of money beside the contraband.
“You can get half of this.” Chiron said after examining the inventory on his bed for a few moments.
Indigo glanced over at him, meeting his gaze with a questioning look. Her eyes switched between the bed and Chiron, her mind trying to piece together reasons why he wanted to split this treasure with her.
“Why?”
“Ion know,” he shrugged, failing to hold eye contact with her. Indigo noticed his fingers tapping against his legs as if it were a way to keep himself together. With a smug look, Indigo slipped off her jacket and shoes and climbed onto the bed, shoving the money and drugs off the bed to make a clear path to Chiron on the other side of the bed.
“Why are you giving me half?” She asked once more. Her honeyed voice sounded of the softest silk and the look in her eyes held an impending storm of lust. “I’ve been plotting to take you and everyone you’re associated with down so that I can take my place at the top and you know it. FYI, your goons aren’t as discreet as you may think,” Chiron’s eyes did the slightest squint and his mouth tightened. “Now, you want to split this with me. Why?”
“Because I know I’m the exception. You can tell me how you want to take me out and allat shit but we both know why you ain’t did shit yet.”
The space separating them vibrated with palpable tension which became smaller as seconds ticked on. Like magnets being handled by mysterious powers, they were drawn closer to each other. She took his bottom lip between her own softly. She faintly tasted liquor which he was sipping on hours before. She moved her lips to get more of the addicting taste of him. Indigo’s dominance ended once Chiron slid his hand up her back and ended at the nape of her neck where he gripped the root of her head, causing her head to jerk back and their lips to seperate. He gazed at her, eyes searching her face and finding nothing besides pure wantonness. Her lips that were now void if lipgloss were parted and anticipating breathes passed through them. Desire gathered in his stomach and spread all over his body the longer their eyes locked.
“Do it. You know you want to.” Indigo whispered.
Their lips crashed onto each other. This time it was more fervent and needy. Chiron relished in the softness of her body. Heads twisted and swiveled, their lips commencing into a fluid, hungry dance. They searched and explored, finding mutual feelings.
Chiron plastered his hands onto the backs of her fabric covered thighs, pushing them forward which caused her body to descend onto the bed below her. Chiron loomed over her with his hands guiding her thighs to bracket his waist. Indigo’s hands came up to cup his face gently as their kiss continued. Chiron left the sweet confines of her lips to travel down her neck and ended up on the warm hills of flesh that peeked out underneath her body suit. Her scent was a mixture of vanilla and a smell that was only unique to her and it had Chiron wrecked. While Chiron was occupied with her bountiful cleavage, Indigo tightened her thighs around him and locked her ankles at his lower back to make it easier for her to use her strength to flip them over. With her on top, it gave her the control that she wished for.
“I think I wanna test ride that face.” She said, eyes dark and pointed at him. Chiron instinctively licked his lips as a way to prepare himself for the impending meal that he had fantasized about multiple times before. Indigo climbed onto her feet to slip out of her body suit. Chiron’s view of her face and body belonged in an art gallery, center of the area, with the highest price tag attached. Actually, fuck a pricetag, it was priceless. Lengthy legs, soft stomach, titties that made his mouth water, and a face that occupied his thoughts in ways that he wished stopped and didn’t stop at the same time. Indigo tossed her body suit somewhere on the floor, leaving her in her bra and panties.
“I’ll be nice and let you take these off for me.”
Chiron wasted not another second before sitting up on his bottom and reaching up to grasp the waistband of her panties and pulling them down. His eyes stayed focused on the part of her that his mind attempted to paint for him several times but failed to since what he viewed now was more beautiful than he could’ve conjured up in his mind. He dragged the fabric down her shapely legs to her ankles where she stepped out of them. Indigo bent over to place her hands on his shoulders while she descended back onto her knees which laid on the outside of his body. Now fact to face, Indigo witnessed firsthand the look of hunger shining in his chocolate brown orbs. Chiron reached behind her for the clasp on her bea and, like a pro, released her from the confines of the support. Indigo assisted in bringing the straps down over her arms and throwing the bra in the same direction her bodysuit and panties went. Smooth, brown breasts weighed down by gravity and topped with dark brown stiff nipples that enticed Chiron. He wasn’t able to indulge in the feeling of her sensitive flesh in his hands and mouth before her fingers came in contact with his shoulders and pushed him to lay on his back. Indigo placed her hands a few inches above his head while she crawled up his upper body to land on his face. She played nice, allowing his hands to wander free, which they did. Jiggling her ass and caressing her thighs. He inhaled the enticing scent of her pussy that he honestly wouldn’t mind being left on his beard. Indigo however did tease him. As his hands roamed along her behind, she rocked her hips to cause her ass to shake above him. The groan that emitted from him held hints of impatience and after toying with him, Indigo lowered down onto her awaiting seat. The first swipe of his warm, wet tongue against her folds sent a shiver throughout her entire body. She had to hold back from putting her entire weight on him with how good it felt.
“Shit,” she sighed. Glancing down below, she only saw his creased brows and his eyes which were shut as he tasted her. She swirled her hips in motion with his tongue which increased the pleasure. The hairs from his beard tickled the skin of her inner thighs.
“Fuck, eat me just like that.” She moaned out before her head rolled back and her eyes closed. The sounds of him eating her were sure to haunt her in her dreams from now on. It was animalistic. He slurped, licked, and kissed her all over. Lifting off of her hands she was now up right, giving herself the ability to massage her own breasts and pluck her nipples. Chiron watched intensely as she came undone above him from his doing. His arms hooked over her legs where his fingers were able to separate her lips and pull back the hood of her clit, the slippery nub coming into view. Their eyes locked just as Chiron took her clit within his mouth and began to suck. The indent between Indigo’s brown creased more from the raw, overwhelming sensation. One of his hands came up to fondle one of her breasts as he continued to munch.
“Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait,” Indigo rushed out once that pressure was introduced in her lower belly. She lifted up to turn around and lowered back down to allow Chiron to finish his meal. Now, with his pants covered lower body at her disposal, Indigo woekd to unbuckled his belt, undo his pants button and work his pants and briefs low enough to release his length that was impeccably stiff and ready for her to test ride next. Her mouth engulfed his tip, she moaned from finally being able to have him in this way. She worked until she had about eighty percent of his dick in her mouth while her right hand worked the rest of him and occasionally reached to fondle his balls that were heavy with his cum. One of her goals for tonight was to drain him completely.
The feeling she got from Chiron’s mouth willed her to return the favor. The moans he released vibrated her center. Indigo worked him in her mouth, coming off of him to spit her saliva back onto him and go back to slurping and sucking. Spit was now coating both of their inner thighs. Indigo ejected him from her mouth and freely moaned when Chiron’s tongue entered her. Chiron thoroughly enjoyed the taste of her essence, he was becoming addicted. He pushed his tongue as far as he could reach. He crossed his arms at Indigo’s lower back to ensure that she would stay still and take the tongue lashings he gave her. Overstimulated and throat becoming hoarse from moaning and warning him of her release, Indigo stilled as her juices spilled and Chiron licked his reward up happily.
Indigo dismounted from his face, breathing heavily from the orgasm that rocked her from the inside out. She ended up on her bed beside Chiron who lifted from the bed to take off his clothes. Ebony skin spread over muscles that were gained from work in the gym. He was a sight to see and it had Indigo yearning for more even though she was still recovering from the damage his mouth had done. Chiron climbed his naked body onto the bed, resting against the headboard.
“Get over here.” He ordered.
He stroked his spit covered dick slowly so as to not cum just yet. His tip seemed to pulse and the rest of him was so sensitive to the touch, he had to be careful. Indigo willed herself up and crawled over to straddle him once more. Chiron grabbed the back of her head to bring her close in order to take her lips in between his own. The remnants of each of them mingling in the middle.
“Ride me.” Chiron said against her lips.
The two worked together to place Chiron at her dripping entrance and Indigo cascaded down, filling herself up with each delicious inch he possessed. Matching sighs came from the two. The eye contact they shared connected them further to this crucial, forbidden moment. Two rivals who have the ability to wipe out one another in a hotel room, euphorically giving and taking from each other. The reality of what could happen after this was not on either of their minds, just the way Indigo lifted onto her feet and used her leg strength to bounce up and down. The tightness of her felt comforting to Chiron. The stretch that he gave Indigo was too much and not enough at the same time. Her movements caused her beautiful breasts to move along with her and Chiron couldn’t help but place his hand underneath one and dip his head to take her nipple into his mouth. Indigo cupped the back of his head while her other hand reached to touch the headboard as support and she continued to ride him.
“What you doing?” He questioned when he noticed her pace slow down. “Keep going. I ain’t tell you to stop.” With a quick upward slap on her ass and more encouragement, Indigo mustered up more strength to bring her ass up and drop down. Her sweet moans washed over his ears, acting as an aphrodisiac. Her eyelids shut, head thrown back, and beautiful breasts bouncing in his face, Chiron wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.
As she rocked up and down, her pussy contracted but before she could cum, Chiron wrapped one arm around her waist as he moved onto his knees. With Indigo now on her back, Chiron moved her legs to rest over each of his shoulders and placed himself in a push-up position to deliver mind numbing strokes that continuously hit her G-Spot at the perfect angle. Words were an afterthought. Gibberish and incoherent sounds emerged from Indigo’s parted lips.
“Damn, you creamin’ on me already.” Chiron spoke when he noticed her creamy substance coat his dick. More whimpers and moans were her response.
“That ass real quiet now. What happened to allat shit you was talkin’? Huh?”
“Fuck youuuu.” She whined.
“Nah, it looks like I’m fucking you.” He chuckled. His thrusts were powerful, knocking into her and stealing her breath with each one. She was so helpless and wide open for him at this moment. Her hands clawed at his forearms. Her legs moved along his sweat stained body until they rested back at his waist. Chiron leaned down to kiss her again, it's as if he couldn’t get enough. He swallowed her noises. He gripped her throat, applying enough pressure to result in that clenching from her pussy that he loved.
“Yeah, that’s it…oou shit—fucking cummin’ on me,” Chiron watched her eyes tilt up until they rolled back and all he saw was the whites. A high-pitched cry sounded as she came around him. Chiron smiled evilly, still stroking her until she became immobile underneath him. Chiron released her neck and leaned up to give her space to breathe. He was still inside of her, hard and ready to continue to reach his completion. Indigo took deep breaths to center herself once more. She knew from the get go that he could put it down based on his energy but it’s nothing like experiencing it firsthand.
“You aight?”
Her eyes flickered to look at him and Chiron didn’t miss the look of deficiency that became etched on her face. Indigo went to settle on her elbows and a mischievous grin had Chiron’s brows lifting slightly.
“Oh, I’m fine now but let's see if you’ll be okay in the next few minutes.”
She reached down to grab the lower part of his shaft, removing him from her sacredness before shifting onto her knees to be eye to eye with him. No one told her that fucking with her competition was so exhilirating and daring. Not knowing how their dynamic would change after they leave this room and go back to their own, respective lives and business endeavors in Florida. That would be something for them to think through when the time came but for now, Indigo pushed him onto his back, slipped her hand up and down his sticky pipe and prepared her jaws to complete her goal of emptying him and leaving him stuck on her.
Imagine agreeing to marry Namor to bring peace between Wakanda and Talokan
Warning: Spoliers for Black Panther Wakanda Forever
"Your people would never accept an outsider as their queen." You scoffed moving your face away from his hand.
"You're the only human on the surface world who can visit Talokan without the confinement of a suit. Your power is truly limitless my people would see you as a Goddess. The same way they see me as a God, and they would happily bow down before you" Namor declared.
Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion trying to figure out just how much he knew about your abilities. You'd only gone out into the ocean once to test the limits of your water manipulation. It turns out you were able to breathe underwater, and your body could withstand the pressure of the ocean. Namor must have been near the beach that day. Just how long had he been watching you?
"Princess you have to understand your power truly captivated me when I first witnessed it. A human able to become one with nature there must be a reason. The heavens above picked you to wield such power you belong on a throne." Namor said as if he could read your mind.
"My mother would never let you take me away from her" You tried again.
"You are not a child and can make your own decisions. I have no intention of forcing you to join me in Talokan, but if you choose to come with me willingly. What can she do?"
"We don't know or love with each other" You pointed out. That was the last argument you had under your belt.
Namor shook his head "kings and queens hardly marry out of love. The greatest of them tend to marry for power."
"I have plenty of power Namor."
He gently took you by chin bringing your face back to his. "Mi amour we can always learn how to love each other."
Your eyes locked onto his searching for any sign of deception, but there was none. His expression softened as your breath hitched, and you brought a hand to his. "Let me show my kingdom y/n please" he offered. Namor got to his feet and started walking back into the water. He paused once he waist deep to turn back to you holding out his hand.
"No games?" You questioned with a frown.
"No games" he promised beckoning for you to come to him. You glanced back in the direction of your jet. Queen Romanda would be able to track it, and she would if you didn't return home soon. It was a miracle you were able to sneak out in the first place. If it wasn't for the Dora Milaje being in the Council meeting along with all the other guards. Your absence would’ve been brought to light, and you weren't sure of how much time you had left. This was only supposed to be civil discussion to try and reach a peaceful agreement with him. Now its an involved into a marriage proposal and a journey to an underwater kingdom.
"Princess y/n" Namor called out to you softly.
You turned back to him still standing with his hand outstretched. "We need to be quick. My people will come looking for me soon."
Namor nodded his mouth moving upward into a giant grin when you stood up and made your way to him. The second your hand was in his he pulled your body to his. It was kind of hard to really get a good grip on him without wrapping both of your arms around his waist. Because his body was slick with water he secured a firm hold on your waist as well. "Hold on tight princess, and no matter what don't let go into we're in Talokan." Those were his final words before he let himself sink into the ocean taking you with him.
Talokan was unmatched in beauty and wonder even though you had no intention on accepting his proposal. You wouldn't have minded spending sometime down there to truly explore the city. The underwater sun brought tears to your eyes. When you turned to him there was genuine smile on his face. At the end of the day Namor loved his people and truly just wanted to protect his home. But unfortunately you were on a strict time limit, and before you knew it. The adventure was over and Namor had returned to beach.
"Now that you have seen Talokan with your own eyes maybe you will change your mind. It can be your home to princess." He said before officially parting ways with you.
You returned to Wakanda immediately after that and spoke of the offer to no one. If your mother found out what happened, and that he wanted your hand in marriage. She would panic leading to you being whisked away in hiding.
But soon enough you would wish that you had accepted his offer that night on the beach.
Two Days Later
One bad decision led to another and now things were getting out of hand. When it came to your knowledge that Namor's army had ambushed Okoye and Shuri in America, while they were in the middle of. Retrieving the scientist who turned out to just be a nineteen year-old girl in college. You wasted no time in finding your mother to plead your case. You wanted to go with Nakia on her mission to save Shuri and Riri, only you proposed that they leave you behind.
"You expect me to let you surrender yourself to a man who threatened my entire country and my life". She snapped at you her eyes filled with hurt and fear. Your mother truly didn't understand why you trusted Namor so much. In honesty you didn't but you knew if you took Shuri's place. Then it would be easier to keep him calm.
Queen Romanda had you sent to your room where she ordered the Dora Milaje to keep you. Until they got word from her that you could be free again, and for the first time in your life. You truly knew what it was like to be grounded. You didn't get the chance to escape until Namor invaded Wakanda, and by then the damage was done. You left the palace to provide aide to your people as the water rose up within the city. For the first time the people of Wakanda witnessed your powers as you used them to free them from the water. Namor was so focused on the battle at hand. He flew right past you as you brought a family to safety. He moved like a bullet through the sky making sharp spin moves to bring down the aircrafts. It was then you realized he had a specific destination in mind. The memory his promise to take your mother's life hit you like a ton of bricks, and you made your way back to the palace.
"Namor no" You shouted a few feet away from him held up in the air by a floating boulder.
But it was too late Namor threw a hand full of water grenades at the crack in the window. The entire front of the palace exploded as the water grenades went off knocking your mother and the girl back. You directed your boulder over to him slamming a fist into his left cheek. His head snapped to the side from the impact, but the punch didn't faze him the slightest. He turned his head back to you fury in his eyes matching your own. "I warned her and you of what would happen. My original offer still stands if you truly want to put an end to this."
"How could you think that I would even want to look at you again after what you just did" You sneered at him.
Namor leaned his head down to put his mouth to your ear. "It isn't over for her yet you can still save her princess."
You whirled around to a tragic scene of Akena holding Shuri back while Okoye and Nakia attempted to resuscitate your mother, and the young girl. Riri came to first coughing up water as Nakia rolled her over to her side. But your mother was still unconscious You lowered the boulder and leapt into the palace. You ran over dropping down to. your knees before your mother. Your hands shoving Okoye away without a word as you felt for the water in her lungs. Once you locked onto it everyone watched in awe and surprise as you bended it out of her. Queen Romanda's eyes shot open as she attempted to cough up the water, but it was gone. Her eyes looked around frantically until finally they settled on you.
Tears builded up in your eyes as your head dropped to her stomach. Shuri had broke free from Akena and M'Baku somehow to come over and join you.
"Princess y/n how did you?" Nakia said leaving the question to hang in the air.
"Fishman you would be wise to leave now" M'Baku shouted pointing his staff at. Namor who was still hovering right outside of the palace observing all of you.
Queen Romanda pushed herself up into a sitting position with Shuri supporting her from behind. Her eyes found Namor and you never seen your mother so furious. He attempted to take her life, and almost succeeded. Not to mention his attack did lead to the death of some of your people. She wouldn't be able to overlook all of that. His actions would be considered an act of war.
Unless.
You climbed back to your feet to slowly walk over to the opening where the windows use to be. M'Baku shouted for you to stop as Namor flew over to meet you.
"Princess y/n" Okoye cried taking a few steps forward.
You positioned your body sideways holding out a hand towards all of them. A gust of wind was summoned to keep them at bay. By now Namor was standing only a few inches away from you half a step forward would close the distance.
"If I accept your offer you must agree to my terms" You told your voice just a whisper. No one else could hear the exchange.
He simply gave you a nod.
"You will never attack or step foot in Wakanda again unless you are summoned here."
A nod.
"You will allow me to return home at least three months out of the year."
Another nod.
"You will not sneak out a war with the surface world unless they attack you first. Which they won't because Wakanda will keep your secret and protect you from discovery."
Namor didn't seem to happy about that one, but nevertheless he gave you a nod after three long seconds. At that you nodded at him in return "I will accept your proposal for marriage."
Namor smiled as the room erupted into a series of gasps and protests. Queen Romanda was on her feet in seconds storming over to yank you behind her. "You will do no such thing y/n" she insisted before turning to Namor. "My daughter will be going nowhere with you."
"It's not your choice Queen and if you try to keep my wife away from me-" He started to threaten but a light jolt of electricity had him hissing in pain, and backing away. His eyes found yours as you glared at him.
"No more threats Namor" You demanded.
He took a deep breath before speaking again. "Bury your dead. Mourn your loss. Say your goodbyes. I will return for her at dawn if she's not at our usual spot waiting for me. I will come here for her." With those words he shot off like a bullet disappearing into the water.
Your mother whirled around to face you with betrayal in her eyes. "Usual spot?"
"There's a beach I would go to with T'Challa to practice control over my powers before he died. He was the only one who knew what I could do after his death. I went back to feel connected to him, and apparently Namor use to watch me from the water or sky. I didn't know until a couple of days ago" You explained to her.
"I will not permit you to marry him" She demanded.
"Mother its the only way to prevent a war between our two kingdoms and you know it" You insisted.
"Dear sister please don't do this" Shuri pleaded wrapping her arms around you from behind. Her face buried into the back of your neck.
You could feel her tears bringing a hand up to squeeze her arm. "If anyone in this room has a better idea, I would love to hear it."
No one spoke up.
"My daughter" Queen Romanda whispered taking your face in both of her hands. She leaned down pressing her forehead to yours.
"I have to do this mom this is for Wakanda, and maybe one day I can learn to love him" You whispered.
There was just silence as her arms wrapped took place where they could. You stood there embraced by your mother and sister for the longest just relishing in their love. Knowing that by nightfall you would be in a new home.
Imagine agreeing to marry Namor to bring peace between Wakanda and Talokan
Warning: Spoliers for Black Panther Wakanda Forever
"Your people would never accept an outsider as their queen." You scoffed moving your face away from his hand.
"You're the only human on the surface world who can visit Talokan without the confinement of a suit. Your power is truly limitless my people would see you as a Goddess. The same way they see me as a God, and they would happily bow down before you" Namor declared.
Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion trying to figure out just how much he knew about your abilities. You'd only gone out into the ocean once to test the limits of your water manipulation. It turns out you were able to breathe underwater, and your body could withstand the pressure of the ocean. Namor must have been near the beach that day. Just how long had he been watching you?
"Princess you have to understand your power truly captivated me when I first witnessed it. A human able to become one with nature there must be a reason. The heavens above picked you to wield such power you belong on a throne." Namor said as if he could read your mind.
"My mother would never let you take me away from her" You tried again.
"You are not a child and can make your own decisions. I have no intention of forcing you to join me in Talokan, but if you choose to come with me willingly. What can she do?"
"We don't know or love with each other" You pointed out. That was the last argument you had under your belt.
Namor shook his head "kings and queens hardly marry out of love. The greatest of them tend to marry for power."
"I have plenty of power Namor."
He gently took you by chin bringing your face back to his. "Mi amour we can always learn how to love each other."
Your eyes locked onto his searching for any sign of deception, but there was none. His expression softened as your breath hitched, and you brought a hand to his. "Let me show my kingdom y/n please" he offered. Namor got to his feet and started walking back into the water. He paused once he waist deep to turn back to you holding out his hand.
"No games?" You questioned with a frown.
"No games" he promised beckoning for you to come to him. You glanced back in the direction of your jet. Queen Romanda would be able to track it, and she would if you didn't return home soon. It was a miracle you were able to sneak out in the first place. If it wasn't for the Dora Milaje being in the Council meeting along with all the other guards. Your absence would’ve been brought to light, and you weren't sure of how much time you had left. This was only supposed to be civil discussion to try and reach a peaceful agreement with him. Now its an involved into a marriage proposal and a journey to an underwater kingdom.
"Princess y/n" Namor called out to you softly.
You turned back to him still standing with his hand outstretched. "We need to be quick. My people will come looking for me soon."
Namor nodded his mouth moving upward into a giant grin when you stood up and made your way to him. The second your hand was in his he pulled your body to his. It was kind of hard to really get a good grip on him without wrapping both of your arms around his waist. Because his body was slick with water he secured a firm hold on your waist as well. "Hold on tight princess, and no matter what don't let go into we're in Talokan." Those were his final words before he let himself sink into the ocean taking you with him.
Talokan was unmatched in beauty and wonder even though you had no intention on accepting his proposal. You wouldn't have minded spending sometime down there to truly explore the city. The underwater sun brought tears to your eyes. When you turned to him there was genuine smile on his face. At the end of the day Namor loved his people and truly just wanted to protect his home. But unfortunately you were on a strict time limit, and before you knew it. The adventure was over and Namor had returned to beach.
"Now that you have seen Talokan with your own eyes maybe you will change your mind. It can be your home to princess." He said before officially parting ways with you.
You returned to Wakanda immediately after that and spoke of the offer to no one. If your mother found out what happened, and that he wanted your hand in marriage. She would panic leading to you being whisked away in hiding.
But soon enough you would wish that you had accepted his offer that night on the beach.
Two Days Later
One bad decision led to another and now things were getting out of hand. When it came to your knowledge that Namor's army had ambushed Okoye and Shuri in America, while they were in the middle of. Retrieving the scientist who turned out to just be a nineteen year-old girl in college. You wasted no time in finding your mother to plead your case. You wanted to go with Nakia on her mission to save Shuri and Riri, only you proposed that they leave you behind.
"You expect me to let you surrender yourself to a man who threatened my entire country and my life". She snapped at you her eyes filled with hurt and fear. Your mother truly didn't understand why you trusted Namor so much. In honesty you didn't but you knew if you took Shuri's place. Then it would be easier to keep him calm.
Queen Romanda had you sent to your room where she ordered the Dora Milaje to keep you. Until they got word from her that you could be free again, and for the first time in your life. You truly knew what it was like to be grounded. You didn't get the chance to escape until Namor invaded Wakanda, and by then the damage was done. You left the palace to provide aide to your people as the water rose up within the city. For the first time the people of Wakanda witnessed your powers as you used them to free them from the water. Namor was so focused on the battle at hand. He flew right past you as you brought a family to safety. He moved like a bullet through the sky making sharp spin moves to bring down the aircrafts. It was then you realized he had a specific destination in mind. The memory his promise to take your mother's life hit you like a ton of bricks, and you made your way back to the palace.
"Namor no" You shouted a few feet away from him held up in the air by a floating boulder.
But it was too late Namor threw a hand full of water grenades at the crack in the window. The entire front of the palace exploded as the water grenades went off knocking your mother and the girl back. You directed your boulder over to him slamming a fist into his left cheek. His head snapped to the side from the impact, but the punch didn't faze him the slightest. He turned his head back to you fury in his eyes matching your own. "I warned her and you of what would happen. My original offer still stands if you truly want to put an end to this."
"How could you think that I would even want to look at you again after what you just did" You sneered at him.
Namor leaned his head down to put his mouth to your ear. "It isn't over for her yet you can still save her princess."
You whirled around to a tragic scene of Akena holding Shuri back while Okoye and Nakia attempted to resuscitate your mother, and the young girl. Riri came to first coughing up water as Nakia rolled her over to her side. But your mother was still unconscious You lowered the boulder and leapt into the palace. You ran over dropping down to. your knees before your mother. Your hands shoving Okoye away without a word as you felt for the water in her lungs. Once you locked onto it everyone watched in awe and surprise as you bended it out of her. Queen Romanda's eyes shot open as she attempted to cough up the water, but it was gone. Her eyes looked around frantically until finally they settled on you.
Tears builded up in your eyes as your head dropped to her stomach. Shuri had broke free from Akena and M'Baku somehow to come over and join you.
"Princess y/n how did you?" Nakia said leaving the question to hang in the air.
"Fishman you would be wise to leave now" M'Baku shouted pointing his staff at. Namor who was still hovering right outside of the palace observing all of you.
Queen Romanda pushed herself up into a sitting position with Shuri supporting her from behind. Her eyes found Namor and you never seen your mother so furious. He attempted to take her life, and almost succeeded. Not to mention his attack did lead to the death of some of your people. She wouldn't be able to overlook all of that. His actions would be considered an act of war.
Unless.
You climbed back to your feet to slowly walk over to the opening where the windows use to be. M'Baku shouted for you to stop as Namor flew over to meet you.
"Princess y/n" Okoye cried taking a few steps forward.
You positioned your body sideways holding out a hand towards all of them. A gust of wind was summoned to keep them at bay. By now Namor was standing only a few inches away from you half a step forward would close the distance.
"If I accept your offer you must agree to my terms" You told your voice just a whisper. No one else could hear the exchange.
He simply gave you a nod.
"You will never attack or step foot in Wakanda again unless you are summoned here."
A nod.
"You will allow me to return home at least three months out of the year."
Another nod.
"You will not sneak out a war with the surface world unless they attack you first. Which they won't because Wakanda will keep your secret and protect you from discovery."
Namor didn't seem to happy about that one, but nevertheless he gave you a nod after three long seconds. At that you nodded at him in return "I will accept your proposal for marriage."
Namor smiled as the room erupted into a series of gasps and protests. Queen Romanda was on her feet in seconds storming over to yank you behind her. "You will do no such thing y/n" she insisted before turning to Namor. "My daughter will be going nowhere with you."
"It's not your choice Queen and if you try to keep my wife away from me-" He started to threaten but a light jolt of electricity had him hissing in pain, and backing away. His eyes found yours as you glared at him.
"No more threats Namor" You demanded.
He took a deep breath before speaking again. "Bury your dead. Mourn your loss. Say your goodbyes. I will return for her at dawn if she's not at our usual spot waiting for me. I will come here for her." With those words he shot off like a bullet disappearing into the water.
Your mother whirled around to face you with betrayal in her eyes. "Usual spot?"
"There's a beach I would go to with T'Challa to practice control over my powers before he died. He was the only one who knew what I could do after his death. I went back to feel connected to him, and apparently Namor use to watch me from the water or sky. I didn't know until a couple of days ago" You explained to her.
"I will not permit you to marry him" She demanded.
"Mother its the only way to prevent a war between our two kingdoms and you know it" You insisted.
"Dear sister please don't do this" Shuri pleaded wrapping her arms around you from behind. Her face buried into the back of your neck.
You could feel her tears bringing a hand up to squeeze her arm. "If anyone in this room has a better idea, I would love to hear it."
No one spoke up.
"My daughter" Queen Romanda whispered taking your face in both of her hands. She leaned down pressing her forehead to yours.
"I have to do this mom this is for Wakanda, and maybe one day I can learn to love him" You whispered.
There was just silence as her arms wrapped took place where they could. You stood there embraced by your mother and sister for the longest just relishing in their love. Knowing that by nightfall you would be in a new home.
A/N: It took me a very long time to learn how to swim due to thalassophobia, I still have that fear but it's a little bit better now. Anyway Namor is really sexy and cool and cute and I thought this would be too.
Namor loves seeing you in your swim suit, you know he does, his own outfit leaves very little to the imagination too but that's not what you're at the beach for this time
You're here because Namor offered to teach you how to swim
After all it seamed a little ridiculous that you have a boyfriend that leaves under the sea and you don't know how to swim let alone accompany him to his kingdom
He thought you maybe wanted to learn at a pool first but you trust him with your life, you knew he would never let you drown, and you feel it best to confront your fear head on, with Namor by your side
He is incredibly touched that you trust him so much, he won't let you down
He makes swimming looks so easy, of course when to him it's like breathing something that he just does without thinking
Is very playful with you, trying to get you to relax by playing with you and splashing around in the shallows, taking you into his arms and twirling you around before he brings you down into a kiss
When it's time for you to finally get into the deeper waters he starts by telling you to kick your feat against the water, keep your chin above the water and just look at him, he won't let go of your hand
He is relaxed and patient with you, letting you rest when it becomes too much and letting you stand back on your feet while he swims circles around you, occasionally leaning towards you to kiss your cheek, shoulder or lips
You're very pent up it and while there are methods to fix that, again it's not what you're here for, so he tells you to lay flat on your back, his hands will be under you, holding you up, just focus on the sound of the ocean and his voice, let the sounds wash over you, try to get used to the feeling of floating like that
It takes you many tries and Namor having to catch you but eventually you feel comfortable enough to float on your own, him next to you, holding your hand
You don't want to go anywhere where you can't see the bottom of the sea floor and he's fine with that, he won't force you
He can teach you the right strokes in the shallower waters too, and not the lewd kind, you already know those plenty well
He tells you to always stay close to him and if you feel like you're getting tired just flip over on your back and let yourself float, he'll be right next to you at all times
It's not easy but eventually you let him take you a little deeper, your hands around his shoulders
You only hold yourself above the water by kicking your legs below the surface while Namor lets you take in the vastness of the ocean around you
When you tell him you've had enough he asks you to swim back with him, he'll stay under you the whole time, just below the surface, always ready to catch you if you need it
Imagine being the child of Namor and drifting to close to the surface
The number one rule your father made sure you knew to follow and not to break under any circumstances was simple.
Never ever go to the surface for any reason whatsoever.
The surface world wasn't your home and you had no place there. If the people up there were to ever see you. They would try to capture you and look for the rest of your people as well. As the child of the King of Talokan keeping your existence a secret was part of your duty. Those reasonings worked best when you were young and stuck to your father's hip. But the older you got the more independent you came, and for some reason Namor gave you more freedom. While he was very protective of you he still wanted you to get out and know your people. He wanted his kingdom to not only love and adore his child, but see you as his true successor.
But the problem was you were born with the same abilities and features as him. Wings on your ankles and able to adapt to the oxygen in the air. You would watch your father from the water as danced around in the sky feeling the power of the real sun. You wanted to know what that felt like. Namor saw the childlike wonder in your eyes when you watched him, and he knew he had to keep a close eye on you. In order to insure that you kept following the number one rule. But he was a king and sometimes his duties would pull him away from Talokan.
Most of the time he left Attuma or Namora behind to look after you and the city. But this particular mission had to be a big deal because he was taking both of them this time. He left another one of his men in charge of overseeing the city, but asked you to keep a eye out on things as well.
"Really" you asked swimming circles around him in excitement.
"Yes my child come here" your father said in a stern voice. You came to a halt right before him with a giddy smile on your face. "I know you're excited but this no game. You must be on top of everything and keep your eyes open for any kind of threat. While I'm gone I'm counting on you to neutralize any threats that get too close to Talokan."
Your face fell at his last statement a bit worried about the possibility of a real threat without your father around. While he had trained you in combat and helped you learn control over your ability to manipulate water. You had yet to participate in a real battle, or take a life.
He reached out to grip your chin gently bringing your face up to look him in the eyes. "You can do this my child."
You gave him a nod.
He smiled ruffling your hair a little bit, and just like that he set off with his two Generals and a small army.
You spent the rest of that day and the next one stuck in the same routine. In the morning you would wake up early to go around the city checking up on all your people, and later on you would patrol the waters outside of the city. So far the only people you saw were those on a boat and it was a rare occasion. Talokan was located in a part of the ocean that didn't see very much surface life in the waters. So while you were taking your role of leadership very serious. At the end of the day you were still only a teenager, and when boredom set in. Curiosity got the better of you.
The surface was clear not a boat or the sound of a plane in sight. You let your head bob above the water for just a few seconds to catch sight of the beach shoreline. It seemed to vacant of people and it wasn't like you wanted to go onto land anyway. You only wished to test out your wings like you've witnessed your father do so many times. He wasn't here to stop you this time, and no one was here to report back to him.
You took a deep breath gathering up the courage, and willed the wings on your ankles to move. As they fluttered back and forth your body started to rise out of the water. You made it so far as getting the top half of your body out of water. Before a hand latched onto your ankle in a strong grip pulling you back underwater. You let out a gasp attempting to fight the predator off. But then a familiar voice filled your ears making you tense up.
"Y/N what are you doing" Namor roared from below relaxing his grip a little. Once you finally stopped struggling to get him off. When your body was fully submerged in the water again he swam up to look down at you. "Is this what you do when I leave in charge my child? Break the number one rule?"
You looked away afraid to answer him hearing the disappointing tone in his voice, but there was a hint of fear as well.
"I asked you a question answer me" He shouted drifting down so he was on eye level with you now.
"Father I only wanted to practice flying like you do" You finally told him.
He shook his head unsatisfied with your answer. "You risk the discovery of your people for childish games."
You frowned at the accusation. "I did no such thing I made sure there was no one up there that would see me. I was cautious father I swear."
"It doesn't matter I told you the day would com-" Namor started.
"When daddy because you've been making those promises since I was eleven promising to take me to the sky. You always make me watch below the water, and its not fair. If I am to rule one day you must trust me and show the way of the outside world father. I would be at a disadvantage if an enemy came from above and you weren't here" You exploded in anger.
Namor was taken back at your outburst at first. You had never yelled or stood up to him before. Another sign that maybe it was time for him to stop being so overprotective, but it came from a place of love. He didn't want you to be comfortable with the surface world too much, because he was afraid of the possibility of. You venturing out too far without him one day to explore and getting captured. Namor would tear the heavens apart themselves for you.
"My child I only to wish to protect you from harm" He whispered taking your face in both of his hands. You gripped his wrists leaning into his touch. "I know father and I'm sorry but do you think you can start teaching me soon. I promise to never go up there without you."
Every time I think of Namor, Con La Brisa starts to play in my head and I just picture me and him being madly in love, staring in each others eyes while he’s dripping wet (me too😏) because honestly that’s how the world should be right now.
*Hey God, I know it’s the same day still, but it’s me again*
excerpt: 500 year old god and a young, enchanting mermaid who acts like an absolute gremlin- she refuses to act any different in front of the man who could slice her in half. and he’s absolutely enamored by it.
welcome to part two :) thank yew for all of the support i’ve gotten from you guys so far. def slowly but surely buildin up here. part three is in da works as we speak, praying for some smoochy time cuz smut is my fav thing to write.
here we goooooo
You were raised to love the sea, but your home was the surface.
And by the gods did you need a shower.
Your back was sore, your hair stiff from the sea salt, and the slowly dying adrenaline rush was leaving your eyes droopy and body hunched over. Flying back to Chicago in the dead of night after returning from East Hampton’s beach killed you, your victory of stealing from a god seems meaningless when there is no more energy left to boost your own ego.
You found yourself surprised when you made it to your condo’s doorsteps in downtown Chicago safely, in awe that you were just that good. Winding the prize out of your pocket, you gingerly look it over before laying it on your vanity desk, giving yourself a once over in the mirror after you beelined towards your room.
The east coast truly brought out the freckles under your eyes. You glowed, blowing yourself a kiss before trudging into the bathroom. Inhaling the crushed eucalyptus leaves affixed by twine atop of your shower head, you turn the knob as hot as you can stand, beginning to strip from the salty slip dress and undergarments.
A melody begins to hum from your lips, effortlessly wrapping yourself in a protective transfixion as you step into the shower. A groan mixing in with the angelic sound emits from you while the steaming water droplets pelt your back. You lean your head back, running your now goldless, godless fingers through your hair, gingerly tending to your scalp with lavender shampoo and tea tree oil.
there are nawt enough stories and imagines reflecting how much I would let tenoch destroy my throat. just a ridiculously beautiful and charming man, but crumbs on here. crumbs!!!!! I hope for the second week of bp:wk out there are more
shameless
pairing: namor x (f)reader
word count: 548
warnings: eighteen+ content, m receiving oral, mentions and implications of past sexual encounters, deep throating on the beach basically, poetic af, no spoilers but let’s pretend that certain things didn’t happen and this makes sense, a bit of dirty talk, a touch of forbidden relationship, reader is from wakanda.
note: here’s a crumb from a whore who is also scouring every part of the internet for more content of this man!!!
The beach is quiet at night. The calm movements of the waves mingling with the hum of insects in the trees make for a peaceful symphony, that even the most lonesome hearted could feel serenity from.
It’s why you found yourself down here when you couldn’t sleep. Sand between your toes, your weight sinking into it like a welcome abyss. The sounds of the ocean, of nature, bringing a peace of mind to your ever racing thoughts on most nights.
You liked the alone time.
Liked to be left with only you and the water. As if it washed away every mental ailment that stung you that day, that week—month. A refreshing breath of air.
A ritual that morphed itself into something forbidden when he began showing up.
Your alone time turning into something shared with someone you should have turned your back to. Should have made your way back up the sand the first night he appeared out of the water.
Anger. Fear. Anything other than acceptance should have soiled your once peaceful time. Should have kept you from returning every night.
Not being the reason why you kept returning.
That anger and fear never showing up, when he always did.
You wondered if he waited for you. Every night. To see your silhouette darken the shore as he waited just below the surface.
Like a predator waiting for its prey.
You should hate him.
Hating him was easier than whatever these meetings turned into.
Going from something innocent, a way to not be alone, water and oil meeting and trying to learn to be one; to something you should feel ashamed over.
The quiet of the beach now tainted, soiled, with sounds of mouths pressed together, moans, skin on skin.
Just as the anger and fear never showed neither did the shame. You knew if you dug deep enough there might be hatred and guilt aimed at yourself—where it should be aimed at him.
Both unfair when you really thought about it. Unfair for you to feel hatred when its route cause felt so good.
Unfair for you to aim hatred at him when there had been no forcing, no convincing, no manipulation to get you like this. To start this. To continue it.
You had other things to hate him for. But this was not one of them.
Even after that first night when he had left your bottom covered in sand, thighs soaked from your arousal and his mouth; guilt and hatred were washed away with his tongue, like the waves he disappeared in.
That’s why it’s no surprise the only thing you feel right now as tiny stones in the sand dig into your knees, throat feeling raw, jaw aching, deep groans sounding from above you—is pleasure.
The peace of the night ruined by wet sputters.
“What would your queen say if she saw you like this?” Namor’s tone is rough and lust riddled. Hips snapping forward as his fingers dig into the back of your skull, as he keeps your mouth attached to his cock, as he uses your mouth, your tongue—your throat—as nothing more than something to conquer, claim. There’s a smirk on his lips when you look up at him, as drool runs down your chin. “Shameless. Perfect,” he grunts.
“protect the princess!” okoye screeched, diving her spear into one of their shoulders as she spoke to m’baku.
it was no secret namor had took a shine to you, threatening to return to wakanda for the princess - you.
as soon as he came with his army, you were rushed underground, in a safe made out of vibranium.
you were the future queen, and ever since your brothers death, the protection against you had skyrocketed.
three dora milajes were down here with you, but at the call of their general, they had to rush off.
but as soon as they stepped out of the room, a downright battle ensued. more of namor’s soldiers were outside, and they didn’t look happy.
m’baku saw him, close to the entrance of the underground cave. he launched himself off a boat, smashing his wooden stick against namor.
but all he did was lift his arm, the wood smashing into pieces as if it was plastic. he punched m’baku, who went flying back and got knocked out.
that meant there was no protection to the cave. he could take you.
the dora milajes inside were knocked down, and you could do nothing but watch as your only form of protection was no more.
a couple of guns were inside, something your sister left in case worst came to worst. and it had.
“come with us!” they demanded, holding their own spears up to threaten you.
you fired the guns, but they easily blocked the shots. that’s when you finally realised, whatever you could do, you were going to be taken.
“ah, princess.”
that voice. it sent chills up your spine, the hairs on the back of you neck standing up. “namor,” you responded, grip tightening on the gun.
he approached you, and you didn’t move, stuck to your spot and your eyes stuck on him.
“i said i’d be back for you. all of this chaos could have been stopped if you had just came in the first place.”
“you know that i don’t want to. wakanda is my home, my future. not talokan.”
namor seemed to grow angry at your response, and he whipped his spear out, hitting you around the back of the head.
your body dropped to the floor, and namor swiftly picked you up.
“paalalo'ob, llévala paache' talokan. yaan ti' meyaj u betiko'ob.” (children, take her back to talokan. i have work to do).
one of them picked you up, walking out of the cave and into the water, not without putting a mask on your face.
namor flew up to the window, taking notice of the queen. “our alliance is now dead! i have what i want. if you come and look for her, wakanda will fall!”
the queen dropped to her knees, harsh sobs escaping her lips as she realised she had now lost another child.
he flew back into the water, swimming down and straight to talokan. back to her.
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“let me go!”
namor could hear your screams as soon as he returned, entering the room and catching a vase that was hurtling towards one of his soldiers.
“je'el u páajtal a biin,” he dismissed, the woman walking out of the room and shutting the door behind her. (you can leave).
“how many times do i have to tell you people, i want to go home!”
“you are home.”
a harsh chuckle left your throat at his words, shaking your head in denial. you spat out, “fuck you!” namor sighed, leaving the room and slamming the door behind him.
“wa causa máak, in llamas,” he spoke to one of his people, placing his hand on her shoulder. (if she causes any trouble, you call for me).
“je'ele', k’uk’ulkan.” (of course, k’uk’ulkan).
namor headed off, straight to his clothes designer to get the princess some nice clothes.
“why is he doing this to me?” you cried to the woman, who did nothing but stand by the doorway. “i just want to go home.”
when the woman turned her back for a split second, you grabbed a piece of rock that lay on the floor.
you charged at her without second thought, smashing it over her head as she screamed and fell to the floor in pain.
unlocking the door, you rushed out and took the mask to help you breathe as you swam.
desperately, you tried to reach the surface, but as soon as you saw that familiar tanned skin, you knew you were in for a whole world of trouble.
“are you insane?!” he yelled at you when he finally dragged you back to his house. “maybe i am!”
“you’re the first surface-dweller to even enter talokan, and this is how you repay us?”
his anger scared you. it scared you to the point you wanted to sit in the corner and cry.
which is what you did.
you slid down the wall, landing on the floor and shoving your head into your hands.
“i know the pain you have suffered, princess. all of the loss, but trust me, acting like this will get you nowhere in talokan.”
you stayed silent as namor ranted on with himself, berating you for your failed escape attempt.
when he realised you weren’t going to answer, he sighed, sliding down next to you. “princess, i can show you the whole world down here.”
“i’ve seen the world and trust me, it’s not all that it’s cracked up to be,” you scoffed, finally looking up as namor acknowledged your bloodshot eyes.
“the ocean is different. it’s calmer, and we don’t rage war on other lands just for power.”
“really? then what about wakanda? because that seemed like you were raging a war, all for me.”
“yes, for you! you are enchanting, princess.”
he pointed over to the walls, something you hadn’t even bothered looking at till now.
carvings of yourself were painted into the wall. one of you on the beach, one of you visiting italy, even one of you in a bikini.
“you’re psychotic,” you hissed, but he paid no mind. his eyes were fully trained on you. as if you really were enchanting.
A guide for chronically online girlies who spend every second of their life scrolling through Tumblr. (no front, I love you <3)
Go on a walk. Fresh air, baby!
Lay in the sun. Or in the rain, since it's autumn.
Read a book. Only if you are able to with your goldfish TikTok attention span, lol. <3
Draw Something. I challenge you to draw a cat. send it to me on Twitter @ malusokay and I'll draw a better one. try me.
Try learning a new language. A date with the Duolingo bird.
Go to the theatre alone. Sit in one of those couple seats and stare at the cringy couples while eating popcorn; ignore the movie lmao.
Clean your room. Or reorganize it!
Climb a tree. At your own risk.
Make yourself some tea. Maybe host a tea party!
Try a new hairstyle. I've been trying those low space buns jk?
Bake a cake. Like a fancy and cool one!
Throw your phone into a lake and try to find it. :)
Workout or do yoga. Pilates can be fun too.
Try making friends in irl. This is a tough one, I'm sorry. <3
Paint your nails. Mine are black rn!
Start planning your birthday. Or write your Christmas wishlist.
Go get a coffee. Make your way to your local cafe and try something new! <3
Try learning how to crochet. I've been crocheting makeup bags, lmao.
Do your skincare routine. Do a face mask, and take time for yourself. <3
Make a smoothie. I'll give you a recipe... Banana, raspberries, strawberries, yoghurt for protein, your milk of choice and some coconut flakes as a topping!
Do your homework. So you can be lazy without feeling guilty.
Water your plants. They did nothing wrong... come on.. :(
Go to Ikea. Who doesn't love IKEA?? (not sponsored, lol)
Don't judge me, I wrote this at 3am, and I have the flu. It was fun tho haha.
