Synopsis》 Your man gets a little chatty and spills the tea on his sex life with you
T’Challa
“I don’t know W’Kabi, sometimes its like she’s trying too hard.”
You overheard T’Challa whispering into his kimoyo beads as he shuffled around the bedroom, quietly getting dressed
Curious, you decided not to alert him to the fact you had woken up
Eavesdropping wasn’t really your thing, but hey, your man sounded upset
You just wanted to know what was bothering him
“Last night she was wearing this tribal Wakandan robe and tried to pass it off as lingerie.”
The comment upset you for a couple of reasons:
1.) he was talking to W’Kabi about intimate details involving you
and 2.) he was expressing his distaste for you during your private affairs
You opened your eyes watching him; wanting him to catch you listening to him
You were ready to let him have an earful of what you had to say after he ended his call
He wouldn’t have to worry about those Wakandan robes any longer
He wasn’t going to get any lovin’ from you any time soon, the way you were feeling
“She wears the face paint and everything.”, he continued.
“I’d just like to make love to her, not this wannabe Wakandan version of her. I want my American Queen.”
Closing your eyes, you let out a soft sigh, pretending to be asleep once again
Were you trying too hard? No…maybe…
You didn’t mean to come off as fake or a wannabe
You thought this is what he wanted
You just wanted to make him happy
You continued to eavesdrop on the conversation, slightly feeling better after he refuted his complaints with compliments
You decided to let him slide for now, but you two were going to having a discussion about this later
T’Challa needed to strong talking to about privacy
But you still felt bad that you weren’t satisfying T’Challa sexually (foreplay/roleplay wise)
You bit the inside of your cheek, formulating a plan
If he wanted you and only you, then that could be arranged
T’Challa was going to get his American Queen
M’Baku
It was midmorning and you and M’Baku had just finished breakfast together
You two were enjoying each other’s company when you heard guards walk into the dining room
M’Baku’s close friend following behind
He smiled, greeting the two of you
“M’Baku!”
“Rufaro! How have you been brother?”
They both embraced each other with the traditionally black handshake
A combination of a dap and manly hug, with a few strong pats on the back
Deep laughs come from both of the husky men
“I’m great. Good morning Yn.”, he said as he went to hug you
“Good morning Rufaro. Nice to see you happy and well.”
He smiled as to thank you
“M’Baku you ready?”
“Yes. I just need to retrieve my staff.”
“I’ll get it babe”, you offered.
He nodded, gratefully
You rush to the throne room to get M’Baku’s staff that was resting in his royal wooden case
Once you got it, you hesitated at the door, making sure he didn’t need anything else before heading back
As you make your way back to the kitchen, you stop when you hear the two men talking in hushed whispers
“We do it all the time.”, M’Baku complained, sounding annoyed
WHAT THE HELL!? I know he isn’t talking about-
Rufaro chuckled lightly
“Is that really a bad thing?”, he questioned causing M’Baku to sigh
“We’ve done it every night this week.”
Your eyes widened in horror realizing what they were talking about
How in the hell did this conversation even come about?
You were only gone for about thirty seconds
“And three times yesterday! I’m just tired. I can’t keep up with her.”, M’Baku explained, sounding a little disappointed
“Have you talked to her? Tried to tell her no?”, Rufaro asked still sounding amused, which only furthered your embarrassment
“I don’t want her to think I can’t meet her needs.”
You scoff at the irony of his statement
Honestly, all the sex was exhausting to you as well, but you wanted to make sure you met all of his needs
“M’Baku…”, you called from the hall
Moments later, he exited the kitchen, shocked to find you standing so close
“You know talking about our sex life would be more productive if you talked to me about it?”, you commented, smirking when he looked down in embarrassment. “Because honestly, I feel the same way.”, you admitted sheepishly
“Glory to Hanuman!”, he said with a laugh pulling you into a bone-crushing hug
“Alright, alright. But the next time you talk to anyone before me about our relationship, you won’t get anything out of me whether you want it or not.”
“Yes, my love.”
Erik
Grrrrr
The growling of your stomach broke the silence in you and Erik’s bedroom
You sat your reading book to the side and exited the room to get some food
On the way to the kitchen, you saw Queen Mother and Shuri exit the throne room
Erik has been at the royal meeting for about two hours. It was about time it came to an end
“Good afternoon Queen Mother, Shuri.”
“Good morning Yn. How are you?”, Queen Mother asked.
“I’m well, just a little hungry. I was on my way to the kitchen.”
“Thank Bast! I’ve been stuck in that boring meeting without any food. I was afraid my stomach was going to eat itself.”, Shuri stressed, linking her arm with yours
You chuckle at the teen as she leads you down the hallway; Queen Mother not too far behind, shaking her head amusingly
As the three of you walk down the long hallway, you heard Erik, T’Challa, and M’Baku exit the throne room
“She’s a little nympho!”, Erik boasted. “Babygirl gave me a striptease last night.”, he continued.
You stop abruptly, mortified that he was bragging to M’Baku and T’Challa about the sexual activities you performed for him last night
“I hope you two find a woman like mine, ‘cuz she’s got the tightest-”
Embarrassed, you cut him off
“Erik!”
He looked in your direction, shocked to see you in the hallway as well, but quickly covered it up with a smug smile when you started to storm his way
“What?”, he questioned innocently, causing M’Baku to smirk, while T’Challa shook his head
You scoffed
“I’d rather our personal life stay personal and not be spread all over the kingdom.”, you informed him, trying to shake the conversation from your mind
“It’s a compliment.”
You roll your eyes, heading towards the kitchen
“No more talking about me!”, you called back before walking into the kitchen; the sound of chuckling men following behind you
Anyone not married by age 25 gets a spouse assigned to them by the government. You are fine with that: most matches are a success and it’s less effort for you. But it’s your wedding day and you’ve just met your match. You cannot imagine how this was the person they chose for you…..!
… you’re walking down the aisle. It’s dark outside the chapel and your phone is dead. As you approach the altar, you see him- Shia LaBeouf.
WAIT! He isn’t wed, SHIA SURPRISE! There’s a ring in his hand and love in his eyes!
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