FICS FOR THE THICC

“THE MONARCH AND THE MAN-APE!”

Winston Duke x Reader

If there was one thing you loved the most about Winston, it was the fact that he took such good care of his skin; in fact, he quite possibly took better care of his skin than you. You washed your face morning and night, toned, moisturized, and you did everything you needed to do, but Winston’s skin always just seemed to be better than yours. You admired that he took such pride in his look, but it made it a little hard considering you were always comparing yourself to his skin. It glowed in the sun, it was smooth as butter, and it was just luscious to look at. He wanted to know all the secrets, his tips, and the tricks to the trade; however, you were afraid to ask because you didn’t want him to know about your insecurities. After all, Winston was so sure of himself and encouraged you to be too. He hated when you doubted yourself, so you figured asking him about skincare routines would lead him to worry that you were beginning to become self-conscious. Worse, he would worry he was making you self-conscious.

“Hey, baby! How was your day?” asks Winston. You had been sitting on your shared bed, scrolling through some social media. Winston had just finished a workout and was heading to the bathroom to clean up.

“Pretty good,” I respond. “Nothing too eventful.” He hums in response as he rinses his face. I watch him cautiously, hoping to make out some of his facial routine. As he lifts his head, I don’t notice him eye me suspiciously.

“What are you looking at so seriously?” I make eye contact with him in the mirror and my face heats up, feeling as if I got caught in some sort of naughty act. I shrug my shoulders.

“Just looking at you,” I reply. He chuckles.

“Like what you see?” I smile and nod my head.

“Always.” He goes back to continue his routine. I look back down at my phone briefly before watching him again. He grabs bottles here and there, massages a certain way there, everything he did seemed to be strategic and well placed. It was mesmerizing. “How do you do that?”

“How do I do what?” queries Winston. The heat returns to my face again as I realize I hadn’t said that in my head or whispered it to myself. “Are you ok?” I nod my head avoiding eye contact with him. I was being silly. I couldn’t even ask my boyfriend how to wash my face, but he should also be the one who asks that question. I thought back to an interview he had done. He had made a clear point about how men shouldn’t have to be afraid of taking care of themselves. He was proud of taking care of his skin. I should make him feel proud. With a sudden burst of courage, I repeat,

“How do you get your skin so smooth?” He chuckles.

“Is that what you wanted to ask?” he teases. I immediately drop my head, regretting my decision immediately. I shrug my shoulders.

“Yeah, it was,” I respond. My voice was so quiet I didn’t even know if I heard it. I doubted Winston did until I felt the bed dip and a hand squeeze my thigh.

“Look at me, baby,” coaxes Winston. It takes a second, but I slowly oblige. He smiles at me and gently rubs his thumb on the bottom of my jaw. He grabs my hand before standing up. “Come on, I’ll show you.” I smile back and follow him into the bathroom. He takes me through his routine step by step, and soak in everything he’s telling me. I see a hint of amusement in his eyes, but then again I would be too. I carefully complete the routine and when I’m finished Winston examines my face. I try not to cower under his eyes, but he was looking at me with a look I hadn’t seen before.

“You’re on your way already,” he encourages. “I’m sure there are some products of mine that aren’t necessarily for you, but we could go shopping tomorrow.” I smile up and wrap my arms around his neck on my tiptoes and pull him in for a kiss.

“And then we do face masks?” I joke. He laughs at me.

Pairing: Winston Duke x Reader

Words: 2.6k

Summary: Winnie and the reader are acting buddies and things get a little heated up after a movie premiere.

Genres: Smut. Porn with plot.

A/N: If this gets enough notes, I may write a part two but for now enjoy! Also, I’ve marked where smut begins and ends (if you’re looking for fluff).

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Warm Colors Ch. 3.2 Visual Preview

Chapter 3.2. will be posted late-night 11/16

M’BAKU SERIES

- blood in the snow series, cities on the horizon series (continuation of blood in the snow), all things better with time series, in full bloom series, crop series, peaches in a plastic cup series, long live the chief series, echoes and wind series, into the gray series, the arrival series, the smoke series- @muse-of-mbaku

- her mountain of bliss series- @writingmarvellousimagines

- coming home series (with what’s for dinner), extra credit series, just business series, it’s complicated series, healing garens series-  @jellybean531

- welcome to the jabar tribe series- @snowbaku

- snowfall series (with one shots)- @devnicolee

- fever series, work for me series- @mbakusthrone

- shopping series- @mbakusprincess

- our love in color series, what would you have me do series, a well deserved rest series, have it your way series- @wakandan-flowerz

- some weeks are better than others series, play though? series-  @eerythingisshaka

- tradition series, truth or dare series- @sonofnjobu

- cabin in the snow series (with sequel- fated instict)- @greennightspider

- at heat’s peak series- @noire-griot

- not gon cry series  @babygirlofwakanda

- untitled series, closer to heaven series-  @katasstrophey

- just for tonight series- @ghostfacekill-monger

- the prince series, is tthis love series (with m’baku)- @madamslayyy

- hennessey series- @imagine-mbaku

- twisted series (with Erik)- @laketaj24

- warm colors series- @mermaidchansons

- mamas boy series, ce’amaka & m’baku series, m’baku’s sisterwives series, the forest series- @great-neckpectations

“Is this some sort of contract?” 

“Yes, I believe you Americans call is an affection arrangement,” he clarified, taking a seat at the table. 

“M’Baku, are you offering to be my sugar daddy?” Oshun inquired, her dimples betraying her attempt at a poker face. 

“The business that I am over does not allow me the privileges of having someone by my side. I am a man with needs that will consume me if I cannot act on them. And that is where you, uthando, come in. Last night was enamoring and this morning far surpassed my expectations. In exchange for your loyalty and affection, you will want for nothing ever again. As long as we are bound by this, document as you call it, you will always be taken care of.” 

“What would I have to do?” Oshun asked nervously. M’Baku motioned for her in between his strong thighs, beginning to place open mouth kisses her on chest; slowly inching his hand into her robe.

“Nothing more than what you’ve already done; enchant me, indulge me,” he uttered, smiling against her bare skin. 

“Are there any rules?” she asked, trying to keep a level head. Between the smell of the rich food and his touch setting her skin ablaze with every caress, Oshun’s concentration was quickly fading. She only had one thing on her mind, and she wanted to wrap her lips around it. M’Baku pulled her onto his lap and she could feel his growing member beneath her. 

“You must always keep yourself this beautiful for me. You must always be available to me when I am here. You must always do as I ask.  And lastly, you may only give yourself to me. I am a jealous man and if you agree to this, you must be mine and mine alone. Yes?” He held her face in his large hand, staring into her soul. She nodded her head fiercely and he tightened his grip on her chin. 

“Speak. I need to hear you,” M’Baku commanded. 

“Yes, M’Baku. I can do that.”

TO BE CONTINUED..