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Nice & Comfortable
T'Challa x Black PlusSized Reader
Another #supersizedfic short. Inspired by The Internet’s Special Affair. Enjoy!
Mellow sounds of bass coursed through the dim venue along with the rhythmic beating Djembe drums, the soothing voice of the female vocalist raining over the audience. Few couples danced by themselves between the array of tables scattered across the open floor. Smiling at their partners with love and admiration. The air smelled of calming incense and hints of cleansing sage which rid the atmosphere of negative energy.
This was what attracted him to this spot every time he visited the states.
The royal sipped from his glass, swallowing the burn of alcohol with ease. His long fingers gripped the beverage gently as he focused on the musicians on stage. American Jazz and R&B were a guilty pleasure of his. He nodded his head to the beat as he rested his back against the bar.
“A Silver Breeze please..” The voice caught his ear from the right. Soft and innocent. He glanced over to catch sight of its owner. His brow raised when he’d caught your figure hugged in a jumpsuit. The gaze he’d held on you trailed along your body, soaking in every detail he could catch without basically drooling. “You could at least compliment me if you’re gonna stare..”
Your full lips spread into a smile, eyes glinting with amusement. He chuckled at that. “How rude of me..” Lifting from his leaned position against the counter, he turned to you fully. A smirk teased the corner of his lips. “Though I find it quite difficult to decide on just one simple compliment when your a vision of perfection in itself..”
You felt a flutter of butterflies stir in your stomach. Smooth. Picking up the beverage from it’s place on the square napkin, you brought the glass to your full lips. “Is that so, handsome stranger?” You took a sip of your drink, swiping a small drop of excess liquid from your lips afterwards. His eyes lingered on your lips for a moment.
He licked his lips before meeting your eyes. “Very much so..” Smoothly, he took a step closer towards you as he sipped his drink. “You like rhythm and blues as well, I’m assuming?” He enjoyed the closeness between the both of you. Not noticing what he was doing to your hormones.
“Of course.. It has such a soothing sound. The drums, the bass, the vocals..” You looked up at him, through your lashes. He almost growled at the sight. “The music fills me up and it makes a girl feel full. You know?” The corner of your lips twitched as you tried to hide your smirk. He hummed in response, licking his lips.
“Fill you up, eh?” He chuckled, lips breaking into a small smile. You grinned, taking another sip of your drink. “Would you care to join me for a dance? I promise to behave..” He held out a hand, allowing the dimmed lights to glint against the rings that adorned his fingers.
Taking the rest of your drink to the head, you smoothed your hand over your dress and nodded. The song changed as you both drifted to the center of the room, his hand resting on your lower back as he pulled you close. A smooth melody filling the air.
You rested a hand on his shoulder, swaying your hips to the beat. His hand smoothed its way to your hip, making you smirk. “I didn’t catch your name, handsome..” He didn’t answer immediately. Instead taking a moment to admire your profile closely.
Cat shaped eyes, brown orbs, thick yet arched eyebrows, and plump glossed lips. All the features he’d grown up accustomed to back home. “Most call me, Mr. Udaku..” He suddenly spun you outward before bringing you back to him. Your palms rested against his broad chest, eyes wide with surprise and amusement. “But you can call me T'Challa..”
You repeated the name, soft and slow. Your body mirrored his slow two step, feeling the liquor finally making its presence known. “I like how that sounds. It rolls off the tongue..” He chuckled as you repeated his name again, using a more seductive tone. His brow raised as you pulled your bottom lip between your teeth before letting it go with a silent pop.
“I like how it sounds coming from you as well, usana..” You gasped as he spoke his native tongue, internally melting at the velvet like depth of his voice. He brought you close to him once again, placing his hands at a respectable place above your backside.
“Maybe you could practice it a bit more freely at my place? I’ll turn on some slow jams, treat you to some wine, and we can dance in the privacy of four palace walls. That way you’ll be full..” He dipped you back before bringing you back up. Your hair falling back into place. “..as well as nice and comfortable.”
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