Shuri/Peter Parker (Smut)
Shuri knew a lot of things, but why she was at Stark tower was not one of them. Her brother had dragged her away from her blueprints to go all the way to New York City, which was a bit banged up from their last encounter. T'Challa practically begged her to come with him:
"Come on, sister. When was the last time we had a chance to spend a little bonding time together?" T'Challa put his shoulders up in silent defeat, knowing how persistent Shuri was.
"The last time we had 'bonding time,' I had a migraine for a week."
"Shuri, you are coming with me whether you like it or not. You need to get out, stretch your legs."
"You're not gonna have legs if I have anything to say about," Shuri pouted, but eventually nodded.
She didn't have many friends and typically kept to herself most of the time. It gave her a clearer mind to focus on her tech. But, it would be nice to get out and see the sights.
The foyer to the penthouse of Stark tower was homey, yet incredibly modern. Glass and steel, cotton and silk. Imported from all corners of the world. T'Challa was talking to whom she had met and spoke with many times, Bucky Barnes, about who knows what. Not long after, the infamous Tony Stark entered the room, cocky self sputtering nonsensical babble out his rear end.
"Ah, Tony this is my sister, Shuri."
"Pleasure to meet you," the billionaire said.
Shuri nodded once and responded modestly, "And I as well."
"Sister, our friend here says there is a boy your age. You should go meet him." T'Challa gestured Shuri over to the group.
"Getting rid of me already?" She said jokingly.
"If what I have heard about you is true, you two are very similar. My boy, Peter, loves tech. He goes to MIT," Stark had a small smile on his face, evident that he deeply cared for the boy, "His room is just down the hall to the right."
"Alright, I guess." Shuri followed his instructions and made her way down the hall.
On the walls, there were lots of contemporary decorations, as well as photos here and there of different people. Shuri's heeled boots clacked loudly on the marble floor as the walked up some steps and finally to the aforementioned door. Acting without thinking, Shuri swung the door wide open, stepping inside, only to find it empty. Confused, she contemplated staying and looking around or simply leaving. After some time, Shuri decided it wouldn't hurt to look around a bit. She let go of the door, which promptly shut, a neat design. Simple to Shuri, yes, but she knew how useful it was when family members tried to leave the door open. Upon further inspection, the room was a bit messy, clothes scattered around the floor, an empty pizza box that had been discarded. As well as countless trophies, medals, certificates, and Star Wars memorabilia. There was a queen bed with Lego Star Wars bed sheets.
"Cute," She thought to herself, sitting on the bed.
Just then, another door in the room swung open, steam billowing out, as well as a dripping Peter Parker in only a towel wrapped around his hips.
"Oh, sorry, sorry. I didn't know if- I wasn't- I don't...ugh I'm so sorry." Shuri panicked and averted her eyes from the very handsome boy in front of her.
Water droplets ran down his light abs, his biceps tense from slight panic. His hair was wet, yet it still found a way to be every way out of place and his blushing face held the cutest dimples she'd ever seen.
"Who are you? What are you doing in my room?" Peter tried to cover himself the best he could as the chub he tried to rub out earlier became a full blown erection.
"I'm Shuri. You know my brother, T'Challa. He made me come here with him and your dad or Stark or whatever told me to come in here. I didn't realize you were in the middle of something." Shuri sputtered out, standing and trying her best not to stare at the tent his very obviously hard cock made under his towel.
"Um...well, uh...I'm Peter. Parker." He stood there awkwardly, shuffling his feet, looking like a ripe tomato.
"Alright, alright. Listen, I have a proposition for you, Peter. ...Parker." Shuri laughed, trying to make light of the situation and cut the almost book-thick-air.
"My brother wanted me to come here so I could get out of the house and interact with people. You are people. And I can take care of your, ahem, situation." Shuri cleared her throat and gestured to his aching dick.
Peter was hesitant to accept, but here, he had a smoking hot chick in his room, asking to have sex with him. What 16 year old would deny?
"Yeah, I accept your proposition. But, um...I haven't ever really 'done anything' before."
Shuri chuckled, walking towards the boy, "Yeah, I haven't either, really. But, I'd be willing to try with you," She smiled warmly at him, putting her hand on his now dried chest.
Peter gulped in anticipation, "Karen?"
The intercom in his room came on, "Yes, Peter?"
"Lock the door."
"As you wish, Peter." The faint sound of a lock clicked.
Shuri looked amused, "That is an interesting name for an AI."
"Yeah, I guess. I felt bad calling her suit lady all the time when she was just in- uh, actually maybe I shouldn't tell you that. Heh."
Peter sat on the bed, cringing at the fact he was finally gonna get laid on Lego Star Wars sheets. Shuri was close behind him, sitting on her knees on the bed.
"Well, seeing as you are naked as it is, why don't you help me out of a few layers?"
"Oh, yeah," Peter pulled on the towel, revealing a modest, weeping 6-inch cock. Shuri took it in, biting her lip, and looking back up at Peter patiently.
He shuffled closer to her, hovering his hands over her crop top for approval. She nodded, and he grabbed the edges of her shirt, pulling it up and off of her slim frame. She wore a yellow lace balconette bra, around a C cup. Though she didn't have porn star boobs, Peter stared in astonishment, hers being the first breasts he had really ever seen. Of course, Peter had watched porn plenty of times, even getting caught by Happy once on a trip. Peter was practically drooling just staring at her boobs, so Shuri figured she needed to move things along.
She leaned forward, wrapping her arms around his neck, sitting in his lap and kissed him softly. Her warm lips glided with his smoothly, teeth clacking occasionally, Peter promptly apologizing. Peter put his arms around her waist and tugged her closer to him, her rough jeans briefly rubbing against his dick. He tugged at them, and she got up, pulling them down slowly. Under, she had sexy matching yellow lace tanga panties. Peter rubbed her outer thigh, feeling her soft skin sliding under his fingers. She placed her hands on his shoulders as he moved his hands over her hips and waist, pulling down her panties and tossing them on the floor. Shuri leaned down and their lips connected once more, moving together, her hands traced his shoulders and neck. Shuri slowly climbed on top of Peter, pushing him down on the bed and positioning herself right in front of his dick. Just moments away.
"Oh, right we need a condom. But, I don't have any." Peter looked at her sadly.
"Do not worry about it, I can fabricate one. I also keep a fabricator in my bag just in case I need something."
"A fabricator?"
"Yeah, it is just some tech I invented," Shuri said cooly, standing up and grabbing her bag that had found its way to the floor earlier.
She reached in and pulled out the aforementioned fabricator, which resembled a TV remote. Turning a nob on it, a 3D light display popped up on it, and with a few buttons, it started materializing. Shuri dropped the fabricator back in her bag and walked over, showing him the perfectly packaged condom.
"Holy crap, how did you do that?" Peter stared at it in astonishment.
"A genius never reveals her secret," Shuri smiled devilishly and took the condom from Peter, rolling it on his cock, which was leaking pre.
Pushing him back on the bed, Shuri shuffled over Peters dick and slowly pushed her clean-shaven pussy down his member. This sensation was completely new to both of them and had them shivering. To Peter, a warm, tight cavern to explore. And to Shuri, an erotic fullness that took her breath away. As they both acclimatized to the feeling, Peter grabbing her love handles, Shuri slowly pulled herself back up and slammed down hard, hitting her A spot. A loud moan escaped from her mouth as she began rocking back and forth on Peters hard cock, her pussy tightly caressing him. Peter grunted as he lightly trusted into the girl, Shuri shaking from the arousal. She gasped and moaned, knocking the wind out of her lungs as she slammed herself down on his slim dick. Her pussy gaped and squelched with each thrust, dripping cum running down Peter's balls.
In a moment of pure lust, Peter flipped the two over, pulling Shuri's legs over his shoulders and plowing into her warmth. Peter felt an adrenaline rush as he rammed into her Shuri's cunt, eliciting loud moans from her as she grabbed onto anything she could to keep her from simply ascending.
Shuri began rocking her hips in time with his thrusts, "Oh, Peter. Fuck me, fuck my tight, little pussy. Ah, fuck me!"
Peter began slamming into her with ungodly speeds, until he noticed that she was slightly whimpering. Peter slowed down, but kept his pace consistent and method. Upon this, Shuri was past the point of simply moaning, it was as if she was posessed. She shook and tried to moan, but nothing came as Peter had effectively fucked the voice out of her. And with a single fleeting motion, Shuri's eyes rolled and her pussy clenched his dick tightly, pulsating. Out gushed a dripping mess of cum, which Peter promptly rammed back into her pussy, overstimulating her. Peters powers must have caused him to be able to have a longer time, as he had so much adrenaline still. Shuri grasped onto Peter as he fucked into her, making her cry out with pleasure. He kissed her as he thrusted in and out of her raw cunt.
"I'm gonna ah- gonna cum." Peter grunted as he reached his peak.
Shuri put her arms around him, pulling him in as close as she could, her face paint smeared from sweat. Shuri moaned into his ear as they both shuddered and came, sweet, hot cum erupting from her heat. Peter road out his high until pulling out and collapsing next to the girl, pulling her in close to him. As they regained their senses and awareness of their surroundings, they both came to realize that dry cum wasn't pleasant. But, they were both content just staying in the warmth of each others arms.
Peter spoke up, voice dry from moaning, "Will you be my girlfriend, Shuri?"
She smiled, "Yes, Peter. I'll be your girlfriend."
Peter kissed her head and helped her up, walking her to the bathroom. He discarded his used condom, and started the shower again despite just having taken one. Shuri took her bra off, and Peter realized this was the first time he had actually seen her breasts. He moved toward her and cupped them, holding them steady in astonishment. Shuri's body was enough to give Peter another hard-on, but he knew he already fucked the life and soul out of the girl.
They both stepped into the hot shower, Shuri trying to keep her hair out of it, but knowing it would definitely frizz up later. She cupped the water in her hands and washed the smeared paint from her forehead and cheeks.
"Did I do alright?" Peter asked trepidatiously.
Shuri stepped into the water to clean her body, voice still shot, "You did amazing, Peter. I'm so glad I got to have an amazing boy for my first time."
"Okay, good, I'm glad I did alright," he chuckled nervously.
When Shuri was done with the water, Peter simply did a once over. Got his hair wet, got his body wet, and cleaned off a bit before turning off and getting out of the shower, handing a towel to his now girlfriend. Though they had just met that day, Peter felt he could tell the girl anything. Maybe that was just lust or infatuation, but he swore he was in love. The couple stepped out the bathroom, near dry by this time. Peter removed the comforter from his bed, luckily none of Shuri's cum had leaked to the blankets below, but surprise surprise, she was a bit of a squirter. He moved it to the corner of the room for later and crawled under the blankets with Shuri, whom quickly attached herself to him.
Just then, they heard a knock at the door.
And time jump to T'Challa using his Black Panther powers to try and kill Peter lmao.
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Le fin. Thank you for reading! I had a really fun time writing this and I think Shuri/Peter is such a cute ship. I hope you enjoyed. Don't forget to leave kudos! <3
As well, here is my order for the next fics:
1. Cat (Bucky Smut)
2. Koifee (Tony/Scott fluff)
3. Sp44wn (Wanda/Agatha Smut)
4. Charlie1go (Top!Tony/Sam v Steve/Sam smut)
5. Mrs_LonelyMoon (Top!Tony/Strange smut Avenger babies)
6. PsychoPath713 (Sam/Maria hurt comfy)
7. Droth (Top!Peter/Cooper/Nate smut)
8. Spideracademy (Peter/Maria smut towel)
9. dssgirl (Natasha/Clint smut)