"I need a bath. I feel fuzzy and itchy; something is under my skin." Shuri saw herself in the mirror. Forgetting the only thing she has on is her laced underwear from last night and her crop shirt. Now she feels ashamed, realizing her panties were for someone else. She had gone on a date with someone from the mining tribe. N'Jabu is a sweet guy who caught her interest. His sister worked alongside her, and he visited nearly every day to see her. She had realized it was mainly to see her sister was a cover. Shuri felt relaxed with him; he was a gentleman through and through. N'Jabu treated her differently than the others she went on a date with; it was refreshing. N'Jabu truly wanted to get to know her, wanted to know about her hobbies and what she is genuinely passionate about besides science. She couldn't tell why she was beginning to feel horrible about it. Why, somehow, in her head, she felt like she had betrayed Namor. This feeling was unnecessary; how is this betrayal when they are not even a couple? She had no clue he had any feelings for her. Should she tell him? Suddenly, feeling the need to pull her shirt down, covering the shame and betrayal.
"Come, I will take you." taking hold of her hand to guide her, she pulls away harshly, regretting her action. Seeing the hurt in Namors eyes, she bit her bottom lip.
"I have to tell you something." She began pacing back and forth, freaking herself out on how she would say this.
"Shuri, what's wrong?" Namor looked at her, confused at her actions. Shuri looks at him, tears welling up in her eyes. His hands cup her face in worry. "Shuri, talk to me, my Queen. Whatever it is, I promise you it will be alright, and I will take care of it."
"My underwear." he looks down at her, confused yet intrigued.
"It looks good on you. If you let me, I would gladly take it off you myself. Shuri bit her bottom lip and shook her head.
"I wore it for someone else." She avoids eye contact feeling his hands tighten. "I went on a date with a guy I knew and wanted to look good for him and myself, but I was hoping for something else." Namor moved his hands away. "Nothing happened. Below the torso." She looks back at him. "I was beginning to like him." Namor clenched his hands in a fist.
"Do you rather have him instead of me?" Namor questioned her with hurt in his voice.
"I want you. I have always wanted you since I first met you." He sighed in relief at choosing him. "I believed it would never happen, so I pushed my feelings away and focused on work, and I went on a date with someone that showed interest in me, and then this happened, and for some reason, I felt like wearing this, I betrayed you in somehow," Shuri admitted.
"Are you thinking of him while you are with me?" Her eyes widened in horror for some reason.
"NO." She shouted. "I just wanted to bathe, and I saw myself in the mirror, and well, I..." she tries to pull her shirt down with no luck. Namor took two strides standing in front of her.
"Allow me to change your mind." Shuri gulped as she watched Namor get down on his knees, tearing her laced bikini to pieces. Her heart fluttered seeing Namor on his knees; he kissed the tuft of her hair, sending shivers throughout her body, placing her left leg over his shoulder, kissing her inner thigh, eyes locked on hers. Why is this so hot? "You may have worn this for him, but this is for me." his tongue dives between her folds, making her gasp—his tongue; is warm, smooth, and wet.
"Fuck." She whimpers at his touch. His eyes still locked on hers. He's devouring her, and she wants more. The look of hunger in his eyes. Oh, this man can eat her pussy out any day, anytime, and anywhere. Grabbing his hair, she can't stop looking away, fearing it will be over. One hand still holding his hair, she covers her mouth, muffling her moans mixed with her sharp breathing. Namor ends his strokes, pulling away in disproval.
"Remove that hand. You will not rob what belongs to me." Her suitable knee buckles, but he quickly holds her still. "Shuri, lean onto me and move your hand." Removing her hand, she places it on his shoulder. He smirks at her and dives back. Digging her nails into his skin, he hisses, sending vibrations to her core. She feels embarrassed at the sounds she is making. She can no longer watch him eat her out. Her mind becomes hazy in the sensations he gives her. The feeling of jealousy emerges at the Talokan woman who enjoyed bedding him. How many Talokan women has he eaten out?
"k'uk'ulkan. I...I...FUCK." She screams in an earth-shattering orgasm. She's shaking, breathing heavily. He drank her, not wasting a single drop. Kissing her inner thigh once more, he removes her leg off his shoulder; standing up, he ensures he still has a hold on her. Wanting her to taste herself, he kisses her. After a few seconds, he pulls away, watching her open her eyes. "Why did you stop?" He chuckles.
"I promise you there is plenty more." Pulling her into another kiss, putting her mind in another haze. "sit down. I will get your bath ready." placing her gently on the bed, he walked out of the tent.
"Bast, this man will be the death of me." She couldn't help but smile and squeal in excitement. K'uk'ulkan ate her out.
"Princess Shuri Nakia is trying to reach you. Should I tell her to call another time?"
"No, put her through and put it as video chat." She waited.
"Shuri, are you alright?" Shuri smiled, shaking her head. "Did...did you just have sex?" Shuri shook her head no.
"No, but his cunnilingus has me looking forward to it. Nakia, I've never been eaten out before. I always wanted to, and N'Jabu was going to be my first, but I'm glad he wasn't it." Nakia smiled at her excitement.
"He didn't force you?" Naka questioned as Shui shook her head.
"Not at all. I had my underwear on, the one you helped me pick out. For some reason, when I saw myself in the mirror, I felt like I betrayed him, and I felt ashamed about it. I told him, and the next thing he got down on his knees, ripped my panties, and ate me out. Nakia, the way he looked at me while doing it, I couldn't take my eyes off him. It was like if I looked away, he would stop." Nakia laughed. "Don't laugh. I am serious."
"Congratulations, you are no longer a cunnilingus virgin. Wait, where is he?"
"He is getting a bath ready for me. Did mother ask you to call me?"
"No, I wanted to check on you myself. I was worried this morning was unexpected." Namor enters back into the tent, raising his eyebrow. "Shuri, there is something you should know. The tribal council is unhappy about this and demands you return to Wakanda. They are insistent on curing you."
"What did mother say? She can't agree to this. Nakia, I won't." Shuri says frantically. Namor, angry at hearing this, grabs his spear.
"Queen mother is against it alongside with the backing of M'Baku. We support this, and we want you happy."
"Nakia, I want him. I want this for myself, and for the first time, I am choosing myself." Namor locks eyes with her listening to her words. "I gave everything to Wakanda. I did everything for my people. I have never asked nor wanted anything but for my people and to protect my home. So tell the Queen to inform the tribal council I will not leave Talokan until their King fully claims me." Namor smiled and placed his spear down, striding towards her. "I need to go, Nakia. I will call you when I can." hanging up, Namor crawled on top of her crashing his lips onto hers. The pride he has watching Shuri declare her want for him. Both are fighting for dominance. Namor rips her shirt off and sits up, looking at her chest.
Shuri, feeling conscious, crossed her arms over her chest; her chest had always been the same since she was twelve. "Remove your arms, Shuri, and look at me." Her stomach tightened. Taking a deep breath, she turned to look at Namor, uncovering her chest. "I will devour you. I will erase every insecurity you have plagued your mind, and you will know my devotion to you is true." He smirks, inhaling her scent. Lifting her, she wrapped her legs around his torso. "Our bath is ready."
Ramonda couldn't be more proud of her daughter. The tribal Elders did not like Nakia's message, and M'Baku laughed, almost choking on his carrot. Her eyes on Okoye, she thought of a plan. Okoye stripped her of her position for failing to protect her daughter; she stood by her side. Ramonda remembered Shuri yelling at her for doing so. She will never deny the devotion Okoye held in her heart. Okoye had lost everything for Wakanda, and Ramonda knew by her decree it had shattered Okoye. Even in anger, Ramonda ensured Okoye didn't have to worry about finance until she died. Ramonda will never deny her love for this child. "Leave us." Everyone headed out the door as Okoye followed. "Okoye, I didn't mean you." Okoye flinched and nodded her head in understanding. "Ayo, leave." Okoye and Ayo locked eyes only for a second before Ayo bowed and headed out the door.
Okoye felt nervous; she was no longer a Dora but was allowed to stay, primarily thanks to Shuri and her disobedience. Was she to be banished this time? Ramonda held her hands out palm up; Okoye moved forward, kneeling in bowing her head as Ramonda cupped her face with both hands.
"I will not apologize for what I have done to you but do not think I do not love you any less." Tears filled Okoye's eyes. "I still trust you with my life." Ramonda wiped the stray tear that fell. "You are to leave Wakanda." Okoye stilled in horror, " You will be Shuri's guard. You are to share this with no one what I have asked of you today." Okoye nodded her head.
"Queen mother. Why not someone from the Dora's? Would you drag Shuri out of Talokan?" Ramonda smiled lightly at her.
"I will not take away my child from being happy. She has made herself clear, and I stand by her side. I trust you will do whatever it takes to protect the princess. Shuri will be more honest with you, and a change of scenery will do you good. It is beneficial for both yourself and Wakanda. W'kabi has asked for a pardon." Okoye stiffened at this knowledge. "Don't think I know you have divorced him."
"Will he be pardoned?"
"I am still deciding. What do you think?" Ramonda waited for her answer.
"I respected the decision of his imprisonment, accepted that when finished, he banished from Wakanda and that my marriage is over. It is not my decision to make to pardon him. I trust your decision will be what is right."
"Okoye, that is not what I asked!" Ramonda inwardly hated herself for failing to see how much Okoye had given up in her life. "Do you wish for W'Kabi to be pardoned?"
" I...I don't know."
Namor fed her as she rested her back on his chest. He worried if given something heavy, she would become sick. With her heat cycle beginning, he was curious how her body would take it. Her energy was already diminishing; her drowsiness was getting the best of her. "Shuri, just finish these grapes, and I promise I will let you sleep." Shuri pushed his hand away, turning her body to face him. She wanted to sleep. He had just started feeding her, and she only ate a slice of canteloupe and eight grapes. Putting a few grapes in his mouth, he chewed, saving the juices, and with his now free hand, he lifted her chin and placed his lips to hers, tricking her into a kiss. He holds her head, refusing her movement; she swallows all of it. Pulling away, she glares at him darkly.
"I did not want to eat anymore, Namor." she hissed, eyes changing color.
"A slice of canteloupe, a mere few grapes is not enough nourishment for you." Grabbing her by her neck, he navigates himself on top of her. "You do not call me by that name." his eyes darken. "we are not enemies." The testing had already begun.
"k'uk'ulkan, I just want to sleep." Shuri whimpered under him. Closing his eyes, he rests his forehead on hers. He knows she is tired. She is human, both in a new territory they must walk through, and he must keep her healthy throughout her heat. This process alone will be stressful for her, and he must show her he can carry this responsibility's burden. He fails; she will still strike him, controlled by pure instincts. He wished he had time to tell her what would happen to her, but he feared she would take this away from him. Deny him of his desire to prove he is worthy of her affection. Letting go, he gets off her and exits the tent. Grabbing a sea urchin, he enters back into the tent. Shuri watches him cut it open. Scoping the inside with his finger, he places it on her lips.
"Your body is going through many changes. I must keep you in good health. Soon you will be driven by pure instinct. You can hurt yourself if you keep refusing to eat." Shuri sniffs, pulling away at the smell. "It tastes better than its smell." Shuri glares as she sucks on his finger. He smiles and continues to dig his finger into the dead creature. "That wasn't so bad." She glares darkly at him.
Finishing the last bite, he placed the empty half of the Urchin on the desk. He gives her a shell of freshwater to drink. Shuri yawned in exhaustion. "I want to sleep," she whines as he chuckles at her reaction.
"I will be right here, princess."