She was Never Yours

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The Next Morning

   

         Luna slowly awoke to the sight of the beautiful Wakandan sun streaming in from the balcony as well as kisses being peppered on her shoulders with a strong arm wrapped around her possessively. "Good morning my beautiful fiance." T'challa greeted her before planting more kisses on her through the open back of her nightie, "Good morning." Luna rasped in response. "What time is it?" she asked yawning "It's late, I have to meet with the council soon but I didn't want you to wake up alone. Not after last night." T'challa responded with a smile. 

       Luna rolled onto her back to see T'challa dressed in black robes with silver embroidery laying next to her, he was looking down at her quietly admiring the many love bites that littered her skin solidifying the fact that last night had not been a dream. Luna rested a hand on his cheek breaking his gaze from her exposed skin, she leaned in and pressed his lips to hers which he quickly reciprocated. "Go and be king my love. I'll be alright on my own." Luna said when they broke apart, T'challa buried his face into her neck and groaned "You make it hard to leave my beloved." Luna laughed at his actions "Can't miss your first day as king darling, now go before the Dora Milaje comes in here and drag you out."Luna replied teasingly  "Ok I'm going I'm going." T'challa said extracting himself from his fiance and getting up from the bed.

        "Shuri has asked that we both come down to her lab later after I am done with the council meeting." T'challa informed straightening out his robes, "Ok I'll be there. So are we going to tell anyone we're engaged yet or are we keeping it to ourselves for now?" Luna questioned as she sat up in the bed, T'challa quickly walked around the bed to stand by Luna. "Beloved there is nothing I would love more than to shout our engagement to all of Wakanda right now but for now we will only be telling my mother and sister. Until the council meets you and it eases their minds on you being a threat we will keep this on the down low as the Americans say." T'challa answered.

      "Ok Challa." Luna replied leaning up to give him one more kiss, "I'll see you in the lab later." she continued as they broke apart. "Yes and while we're there I'll be giving you your engagement ring." T'challa said, "Engagement ring?" Luna asked raising a questioning eyebrow. "But of course my beloved. My proposal may have been a spur of the moment but I have been planning to ask you for a while." T'challa said sending her a teasing smile as he walked out the door. "That little shit." Luna thought as she smiled and shook her head, deciding it was time to get dressed and ready for the day she threw the covers off herself and swung her legs off the bed before standing. 

       Luna winced feeling the soreness between her legs as well as the stickiness of T'challa's cum on her inner thighs , "Yep, definitely going to need a shower." Luna said to herself as she walked to the bathroom. Luna flicked on the light and was greeted with the sight of many bruises littering her neck and collarbone "Curse you T'challa, you possessive bastard." she quietly cursed as she turned on the shower. After a quick shower Luna quickly put on black sleeveless turtleneck with a slit above her breasts that showed a bit of cleavage attempting to cover the many love bites T'challa left. She paired it with jean shorts and a pair of sneakers before french braiding her long,dark hair and leaving out the door to eat breakfast.

In the Council Chambers

     T'challa calmly walked across the floor to take his seat on the throne after he took his seat the meeting began with the simple nod of his head. Okoye quietly stood up from her seat and projected a photo from her kimoyo beads, the picture was of a primitive looking pick ax "A  misidentified Wakandan artifact was stolen yesterday from a British museum. We have learned Ulysses Klaue plans to sell the vibranium to an American buyer in South Korea tomorrow night." She calmly informed before retaking her seat.