A Panther's Panther. (T'Challa x Reader)

Chapter Thirteen: Wedding Night (Smut)

WARNING: This is a smut chapter if you don't wish to read or see this I posted another chapter too so you can skip over this and go to the next. Don't worry nothing crucial to the story will be in this chapter. So go ahead and skip if this makes you uncomfortable. I am giving you a guilt free skip.

If you are a child of sin and really don't care or this is what you have been waiting for. Continue on.

The party was fairly quick and uneventful. After a couple hours people would seek out the happy couple and say their goodbye. By the end of the night T'Challa's hands were way lower than when they had begun.

"We should head to our room, umfazi wam(my wife)." (Y/N) raised her eyebrow before the two bid everyone good night. As they got closer to their room T'Challa picked her up and carried her. Once he had carried her into the room and set her down her pressed her against the door kissing her. As he moved to kiss down her neck she pushed his jacket off.

"I'm having slight déjà vu." (Y/N) Said as she started unbuttoning his shirt. T'Challa chuckled a little before he reached around her to unzip her dress. He pushed it off her and it fell to her feet.

"Extremely déjà vu." He mumbled. "Nothing underneath?"

"Tell me wam kumkani(my king), what is the point of putting on something that will only get ripped off?" She asked before slipping around him walking towards their bedroom. She only reached next to the couch before T'Challa wrapped his arms round her waist, slipping one hand up to grab her boob and the down to her heat. (Y/N) basically purred at his actions.

"It eliminates ka kumkani(the king's) chance to play with wakhe ukumkanikazi(his queen)." He said smiling until. He felt her hands around his length making him grunt lightly. His hands stopped and she was able to move from his arms. (Y/N) turned them so she could back him towards the bed.

"Inkosikazi kuphela inokuthulisa ukumkani (Only a queen can silence a king)." She said before pushing him onto the bed.

"Then silence me." He challenged. Finally stepping out of her heels, she climbed on top of him connecting their lips. T'Challa moved so carefully (Y/N) didn't notice until he flipped them. Slowly he kissed down her neck and between her boobs down to her stomach where he placed two kisses before moving on he reached her heat and ran a couple fingers through it before licking them.

"Stop being a tease." She groaned lightly kicking him.

"This is a repeat isn't it?" T'Challa chuckled.

"I remember being on the opposite end of this last time." She huffed.

"And I'm having a wonderful time." Before she could snap anything witty at him, he licked her making her cover her mouth with her hand. He reached up and pulled her hand way interlacing their fingers. T'Challa continued what he was doing until her legs were shaking. He leaned so his arms were now on each side of her head. He pressed a gentle kiss against her head.

"Are you ready?" He mumbled into her head. She nodded back and he pushed into her. Everytime he pushed into her nails dug a little more into his back. Knowing someone would notice if she left marks he pulled her hand above her head and interlaced their hands. As soon as T'Challa felt the knot in his stomach form he flipped their positions.

"I'm close." She groaned.

"Me too." He said. He moved his hand down to. Her heat and rubbed until she clenched around him.

"Shit." She said as he kept going chasing his own high. Once he found it the two just sat there. Only panting could be heard.

"Im going to move okay?" The small whimper that came out of her made his heart melt. "I'll only be a moment. I swear." T'Challa pulled himself out of her then laid her on the bed. He left the room only to come back to carry her to the bathroom. He climbed into the tub and sat in the warm water. (Y/N) sighed as the warm water flowed over her.

"I told you the dress would look better on the ground." (Y/N) smacked his arm making him laugh.