•shining light| e.killmonger

06| N ' J A D A K A

n'jadaka watched her ass move in awe.

he couldn't help himself but slap it and she yelped in surprise.

"o que você tem n'jadaka?!" what's wrong with you N'Jadaka!

"You know I don't understand that shit sunshine, but it sounds sexy as fuck coming from your mouth."

He watched as Khanyiswa climbed into the limo, holding her dress, she looked up at him and patted the seat next to her.

he expected that dress to be on the floor by midnight.

•••

n'jadaka walked aside his "wife" towards the museum.

Security guards and bodyguards patrolled the area, searching for any signs of trouble.

They stood in a line, waiting for their turn to be called out.

Once they had gotten inside, N'Jadaka looked around at the place and scowled. This was not his piece of cake.

Khanyiswa dragged him over and forced him to make conversation and it was going well until he saw one of the old men eyeing Khanyiswa's ass.

"She's pretty isn't she?" He directed his attention to the man, whose eyes had snapped up at N'Jadaka's sudden question.

He stammered a yes and Khanyiswa gripped N'Jadaka's arm.

"Erik, not here."

Oh so I'm Erik now? "Nah babe. He's eyeing you like he wants to eat you. Let's see if he's man enough to rip you from my arms." N'Jadaka clenched his jaw and gripped Khanyiswa's waist.

The man's eyes widened and he looked down. He didn't look in Khanyiswa's direction for the rest of the evening.

They managed to steal the vibranium back and slid away unnoticed.

They'd received many compliments and questions that evening, questions like, 'how long have you been together?' and 'where did you two meet?' With compliments like, 'you two are a match made in heaven!' and 'you two are so cute!' and even stupid things like 'I hear babies crying in the future!'

N'Jadaka rolled his eyes at that last one, he hated kids, they irritated him. nevertheless, seeing khanyiswa in such a beautiful dress, letting loose and laughing without a care in the world made him want to plant a baby in her stomach.

they were sitting in the car and he edged closer, placing his hand on the bare skin of her legs, on the slit of her dress.

she didn't react and continued looking out of the window.

he smirked internally and moved his hand higher. it was easy as the slit was quite high.

his fingers got to her core and she let out a soft moan, trying not to be taken by surprise.

she looked over at the driver who was focused on the road then over at N'Jadaka, "can you beha—"

she let out a sharp gasp as his finger entered her, her eyes rolling back into her head.

N'Jadaka smirked as he continued to pleasure her, clearing seeing that she was enjoying it.

she covered her mouth slightly to hold in her moans, trying not to alert the driver.

"oh my god n'jadaka..." she breathed out quietly.

"why you calling him for huh? he's not the one destroying your insides is he? probably isn't too happy with you, how can you not wear panties, you nasty shit?"

khanyiswa breathed out something that sounded a lot like 'fuck off' and steadied herself, grabbing N'Jadaka's bicep for support.

she was close to her high when the car pulled up and N'Jadaka pulled his fingers out of her core.

she whimpered as n'jadaka got out of the car, dragging her along with him.

he led her inside the hotel and up to their room.

she smashed her lips onto his, clearly impatient and began to rip his clothes off.

N'Jadaka helped her slide out her dress which fell to the floor.

he looked down at it and then back up at her, "i told you that shit would look better of the floor."

khanyiswa slapped his chest and he pushed her onto the bed before attacking her body.

he left hickeys all over her body, kissing the insides of her legs, her stomach and sucking at her breast.

he then attacked her core with his tongue, writing out his name and khanyiswa buried her head into the pillow.

she'd never met a man that turned her on like n'jadaka did and she loved every single time that he touched her.

on the nightstand her phone began to ring and she peered at the caller id; amarachi.

she placed the phone back down and allowed it to ring before n'jadaka hummed against her core, "answer that shit."

she tried to push his head away, "then stop that."

that caused him to drive his head deeper, getting a moan of approval from khanyiswa.

he answered amarachi's call and tossed it to khanyiswa who was trying not to give away her current situation.

"hello?" she struggled out, trying to push N'Jadaka's head away from her body with her free hand which he grabbed and pinned down causing her to huff in pleasure and frustration.

"khanyiswa! injani?" (how is it?)

"hmmm, kwakuhle kakhulu." (it was very good)

N'Jadaka chuckled against her, hearing his home language, which caused an involuntary moan from khanyiswa, who regretted it as soon as it escaped her mouth.

"What is it? What's wrong?" asked amarachi.

"n-n-nothing." choked out khanyiswa.

which caused n'jadaka to burst out laughing and khanyiswa felt her body burning with shame.

"you hate him yet he pleasures you khanyiswa?"

khanyiswa pushed n'jadaka away from her and stammered on the phone trying to explain the situation to her friend.

n'jadaka lie on the bed laughing at her trying.

"when you are ready to form sentences and not stammer around thinking of a lie, you have my number, call me."

And with that the phone call ended. Khanyiswa growler in anger and stormed over to N'Jadaka, "why couldn't you just stay quiet?! now im practically a laughingstock!"

"i should've stayed quiet? this is coming from the girl who's out here moaning into the phone."

"that wasn't my fault n'jadaka."

he shrugged and pulled the covers over him, this caused khanyiswa to slap him.

"what the fuck khanyiswa? what do you fucking want? it's not my fault you can't control yourself, man you wakandan girls man, forever aggy."

he turned around and went back to 'sleep'.

khanyiswa grabbed and t-shirt to cover her body and slid into bed with him.

As angry as she was with him, she wanted him badly so moved over to cuddle him.

this made him shrug her off and she huffed, fed up, turned around and tried to sleep before she felt big arms wrap around her small body and pull her back against his rock hard body. he kissed her forehead, "goodnight loudmouth."