Title: Just let love in

Fandom: Black Panther 2: Wakanda Forever (MCU)

Pairing: Namor/Shur

Words: 1733

Rated: M for sexual situations

Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Romance, Grief/Mourning, First Time, Loss of Virginity, Comfort Sex, Song Lyrics, Song fic

Summary: "Oh, when you're holding back the words 'cause you're afraid of being hurt, Just let love in."

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Song Fic

Skeletons by James Arthur

[Verse 1]
This hidden thing
That you don't see
They call them skeletons
Don't be scared of them
'Cause you're still you
And I'm still me
It's all irrelevant
We all got skeletons

It was all about letting go, at least to Queen Mother as she placed her white funeral robes into the camp fire. To grieve but to not let it consume you, to not let it take you. Queen Mother tried to comfort her daughter, to tell her what brought her peace when she thought of her son, Shuri's brother T'Challa. Such a rebellious girl. Countering Queen Mothers words with logic, science and how everything was all in her head like the feel of his presence.

T'Challa was dead, gone and Shuri couldn't save him. Every attempt to make the heart shaped herb synthetically had failed. SHE had failed. She blamed herself. Blamed herself for not being able to save him. Blamed herself for not knowing about his illness that he hid from the world. Blamed herself for not watching enough, being observant enough. She felt it was her fault.

"I should have known. I should have seen it sooner. I should have been able to tell." She would think to herself.

Wakanda's smartest mind. Wakanda's brightest and she didn't have anything figured out. And now, her beloved brother was gone. The one that was to protect Wakanda, to protect her. There would be no T'Challa to watch her grow, see her many achievements or anything. The world took him away from her. The world she had no love for.

"If I sit and think about my brother for too long, it won't be these clothes that I burn, but the world and everyone in it." Shuri said to her Queen Mother.

[Pre-Chorus]
You could tell me everything
And then we could forget it
Baby, you could show me all your demons in a minute
It could be a battle
When the words come back around, around
We don't ever got to tell a lie
And then relive it
I could show you demons
Only you could take a minute
Show me that you'll be there
When the walls come crashing down

"I have many names. My people call me KuKulKan but my enemies call me Namor."

When she saw Namor for the first time, it stirred something inside of her. Something she never felt before. Yes, it was caution. Yes, it was fear, for she didn't know him. They, being her and her Queen Mother, didn't know him or his intentions.

He talked about Wakanda and how amazed he was by it upon seeing it that night. He talked of how his mother told him stories of a place just like it. He also talked about how her brother, how his choice of revealing the power of Vibranium to the world put HIS world at risk, his nation, his people. Namor felt it was Wakanda's responsibility to help in this issue since due to Shuri's brother, people were now searching the world trying to find vibranium.

He was handsome, well spoken even when he was threatening. Namor talked about how he has more people than Wakanda has lakes and rivers. He talked about the size of his massive army and how he does not wish to return to Wakanda under different circumstances.

Handsome. Dangerous. Mysterious. But who was he? Who was he really?

[Chorus]
When you're holding back the words
'Cause you're afraid of being hurt
Just let love in
Just let love in
Oh, we're only skin and bone
We don't have to be alone
Just let love in
Just let love in
I just let love in
Just let love in

[Verse 2]
Sink or swim
What will it be?
We all got skeletons
Set them free
But now I'm over it
And I'm under you
So tell me everything
Take a trip to the moon

Who was he really? All would be revealed in time. Revealed through a kidnapping of all things. Shuri was his captive in his domain along side Riri. In exchange for her safety, Shuri told him to take her instead.

"Take me instead." Shuri suggested.

"Take me instead." Oh those words. Innocent from her lips. A means to compromise. A diplomatic means of peace. A whole new meaning over time.

"Take me instead."

His hand slowly moved up her thigh and rested upon her hips. Higher he moved his hand, up her side and cupped her breasts. His dark eyes roamed her face as she moaned and tilted her head back. He licked his lips and placed his hot mouth over each of her tits, sucking and licking her nipples gently before removing and tracing his soft lips upon her exposed neck. His naked muscled body rested on top of hers. He could feel her hips rock against him as he rubbed his hard cock against her pussy, making her more wet by the second. With his hand he reach down between her thighs, holding the head of his thich cock at her opening. He looked into her dark eyes for further confirmation that this was still ok. Shuri ran her fingers through his dark hair and pulled him down for a kiss. With that, he slowly slid his cock inside her virgin pussy.

[Chorus]
Oh, when you're holding back the words
'Cause you're afraid of being hurt
Just let love in
Just let love in
Oh, we're only skin and bone
We don't have to be alone
Just let love in
Just let love in
I just let love in
Just let love in

She was such a broken girl. Full of grief. Full of loss but so was he. So was he. A boy without love. A child without love. La sin namor. La sin namor.

Yet, when he looked at Shuri, every time their eyes locked, every time talked with her, every time he made love to her, he felt that love was possible. He wanted love to be possible. He wanted love. He wanted her. Each moment spent with her, each kiss, each touch, the only thing he wanted was her. The only thing he wanted was love, her love and to love her.

[Bridge]
You could tell me everything
And then we could forget it
Baby, you could show me all your demons in a minute
It could be a battle
When the words come back around, around
We don't ever got to tell a lie
And then relive it
I could show you demons
Only you could take a minute
Tell me that you'll be there
When the walls come crashing down, down

There was something about Shuri, something so comforting about her. Namor was drawn to her in both beauty and her mind. She was a Princess. A princess passionate about her people. A princess who could relate. Someone from the surface who could relate.

She was the first person from the surface to visit Talokan. The first person from the surface that he showed his world. The first person he opened up to. The first person he made his world.

There was something about her that he felt he could pour his heart out to. Something about her that he wanted to be close to. So close. He would often reach out and hold her hand. When he sat next to her, it was always close, always touching.

He told her about his mother. How heartbroken she was longing for a surface land she once knew. He told her of what the colonizers did to his people, how in revenge and retaliation how he burned them all. How he had no love for the surface world or anyone in it. Until her, her who was different.

And he listened. Listened to her love. Listened to her loss. Listened to her grief over her bother. Listened to how she felt so helpless despite her gifts and skills. Namor would bring her hand to his lips, gently kissing it, holding it, stroking it with his fingers trying comforting her. Wishing he could take away her pain.

"My ancestors would say, only the most broken people can be great leaders." He consoled.

Namor would kiss her. Over and over again he would kiss her soft lips. Over and over again he would take her in his bed, joining their bodies, bringing them together. Bringing them close. Connecting. Comforting. Trying to take away whatever pain and replace it with love and comfort.

He wasn't alone anymore.

She wasn't alone anymore.

Two people passionate about their people and their domains. Two people who have both experienced pain and loss. Two people whose worlds would be destroyed by outside forces if given the chance. Two people that understood one another. Two people that understand. Two people that love.

When Namor returned one night to find Shuri gone, the only thing remaining was the dress upon his bed, his heart broke. She was the Princess of Wakanda, this she had told him. Wakanda would not rest until their Princess is returned. This was also something she told him.

She also said that it was madness to wage war upon the surface world. How she wouldn't, couldn't let harm come to the scientist. She wasn't going to join him and wage war upon the surface world. Wakanda had refused. Shuri had refused to burn the world down together with him.

Duty over love.

A people, a nation over love.

He would have done the same thing. He would have put everyone else before his own needs and wants. His own desires.

Namor ran his fingers over the white cloth of the dress. He wished she didn't make that decision. He wished she had picked love instead of the scientist and her people of Wakanda. He wished she had picked love over the surface world. He wished she didn't run away, from him, from her feelings. He wished she had picked HIM. He wished that she….

Just let love in.

[Chorus]
Oh, when you're holding back the words
'cause you're afraid of being hurt
AJust let love in
Just let love in
Oh, we're only skin and bone
We don't have to be alone
Just let love in
Just let love in
I just let love in
Just let love in
I just let love in
Just let love in

A/N: I wish I knew how to make music/fan videos. I was listening to this song in the car and thought of them. Search 'Skeletons by James Arthur' if interested in listening. Or go to /_NRXZs4XXCM . If you want to make a vid for my fic, feel free and credit/link. Ty