T'Cherik Mania!!!!!!!

This is a smut one shot i found on TUMBLR @usefulrein .

This was beautifully written and as always it leaves you wanting more 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍

Warning: Slash Content, T’Challa/M’Baku/Erik, NSFW 18+

T’Challa didn’t usually get so flustered when it came to press conferences. In fact, before most press conferences T’Challa would have a huge smile on his face and was eager to get to the speaking part. The only problem was that today was the first press conference since the death of his father and he was terrified of messing up. He’d pace back and forth for hours and today he sat in his room alone and worried. Biting his nails didn’t help him focus and neither did inhaling and exhaling at specific paces. Nothing seemed to work for T’Challa until a larger man walked into his room.

“What are you doing in here? You have a press conference in a few hours…have you prepared already?” M’Baku enquired. T’Challa opened his mouth to speak but instead, a noise slipped out and both men looked confused. It sounded like a deep squeak and M’Baku almost smirked at the way T’Challa reacted. He opened his mouth to say ‘excuse me’ but again he was interrupted by this noise and the repetition gave M’Baku an opportunity to identify the noise. T’Challa was hiccupping.  

He looked ashamed at first, desperate to cover his mouth but M’Baku slowly smiled. Then he began giggling which confused T’Challa. The tall man couldn’t help himself as T’Challa looked adorable reacting to his hiccups. T’Challa found M’Baku’s giggling contagious because of the way his eyes narrowed and his big, toothy grin spurted positivity. Soon T’Challa got up and crossed his arms in front of his boyfriend.

“Are you making-hic!-fun of me?”

M’Baku chuckled and shook his head. Of course, he was lying but not in a negative way. He was laughing at how cute T’Challa looked but he knew the king would much prefer to think he wasn’t laughing at all. M’Baku pulled T’Challa in for a hug and felt T’Challa’s arms wrap around his back. Then he felt T’Challa jerk as he hiccupped again and it made him frown.

“This is not good…if these hiccups do not disappear then you will not be able to deliver your speech. Wait here…”

M’Baku left T’Challa on his own and shortly after the king began to think about what M’Baku said. He couldn’t allow people to believe he didn’t know what he was doing or that he was a downgrade from his father. He became even more nervous and didn’t know what to do. He could not stop hiccupping and grunted each time he did so. What was taking M’Baku so lo-

“SURPRISE BITCH!”  

Erik kicked the door open with two knives in his hands and T’Challa gasped which led to him falling back onto his bed. Erik couldn’t help but laugh through his Mgbedike mask and slowly took it off, brushing the dreads pushed in front of his face to the side. His laugh was arrogant and showed off his golden dentures. M’Baku trailed behind and huffed at the sight of his petrified boyfriend.

“I said to scare him, not scar him.”

He helped T’Challa up and there was silence for a few seconds. Erik tried to brag but before he could T’Challa hiccupped once again.  

“Fuck…”

M’Baku groaned and Erik listened to the noise.

“Wait…fuck…”

There were many options Erik was aware of. After all, he grew up with T’Challa so he knew what to do sometimes. But he only chose to do the worst options for T’Challa. Why give him water when he could scare him until he shook? It was both effective and funny for Erik. But this idea wasn’t so bad for T’Challa. More like…intense.