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The Re-Education of Mr. Almehen by AWritingBard
Fandoms: Black Panther (Marvel Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe
03 Mar 2024
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Summary
Namor, a broke elementary school teacher, finds his life changing in all the right ways the day his student’s aunt Shuri, a young rich inventor and princess, picks him up from school.
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Bookmark Notes:
~~Funny as fuck plus it's sweet and sexy. My Favorite Part's~~
Namor’s radio slips from his hand.
Toussaint’s aunt is walking down the sidewalk, those slender hips of hers swaying in denim shorts. Some of her long braids are pulled back in a large yellow bow that matches the hoodie she’s wearing. Her sneakers are yellow, too.
She’s the damn sun - too bright and too hot to look at that he’s burning up.Okoye looks him over, noticing his outfit for the first time. “You’re not sloppy today.”
“...Thank you?”“Almehen told me that you’re a marine biologist?”
“Yes ma’am. I work in a lab near South Beach. I’m currently conducting research on shark fins.”
“Oh! Care to explain?”
“…You mean you actually want to hear about it?”
“Why wouldn’t I?”
Namor knows Attuma’s brain, heart, and dick have to be going crazy right now.“What’s wrong with you!?” Namor whispers loudly, wanting to do nothing more than grab her face and fuck her with his tongue.
“What is the first thing you want, Mr. Almehen? What’s going to help you the most?”
“I…need to get my car from this mechanic. It’s expensive and-”
She puts a finger to his lips. “Shh, shh. There’s no such thing as expensive anymore. We will get your car for you tomorrow… as long as you make me come tonight .”
She doesn’t know how it happens because it’s so fast. She remembers seeing something dangerous dance across his eyes and then she’s flung over his shoulder. He carries her to the men’s bathroom and locks the door. He sets her down on the sink and parts her legs.“I have to get going, Princess. If I’m tired, there’s a greater chance I’ll end up being a little grouchy toward the kids at some point in the day and I don’t want that to happen.”
Unbelievable.
He ate her like a cunnilingus champion and now he’s saying something utterly adorable like that.“Itzia,” he murmurs to them. “My beautiful princess. I do not need gifts. The best one is right in front of me.”
Oh, Bast. Oh, good Bast. She can physically feel her panties becoming damp as her pussy aches for this man. She’s also starting to wonder if he did some research and found out she’s a literal princess or if this is his way of flirting.
Either way, it’s doing things to her.
She has to regain control before she’s giving him babies.“I don’t want there to be anyone else,” he hisses to her jawline. “No one else… You don’t, either.”
“N-no one else…” Shuri whimpers from behind her hand and he’s smirking again.
Holy shit. She’s the only one who’ll get to see this side of the sweet teacher, who behind the scenes is a very, very bad boy.“My baby!”
A cat.
His dream girl has a Chaac damn cat.she can’t help but think about how nice Shuri Almehen sounds.
“I want you to choose your favorite one and upload it right now. Tag me. I’ll do the same with you. And then you’re going to fuck me in that limo on the way to my house.”
Namor almost drops his phone.“Can I tell you a secret, Mr. Almehen?”
“Anything,” he replies hotly to her ear. She’s created friction between their bodies and her attitude, her everything right now is turning him on.
“I never thought about having children until I met you. I don’t want any babies right now , but…” Shuri tilts her head back as soon as the limo pulls up. “I want us to fuck like we’re trying. Can you do that for me?”
He hurriedly shoves her into the back and doesn’t give her any space or time.“See you tomorrow, in yakunaj.”
There’s something about the way he said those words that’s making her feel warm all over. As soon as he’s gone, she types it out phonetically and finds it out.
My love.“I…” Fuck it. Nobody here is going to remember what he says. “I’ll lay it down hard and strong for the Almehens, ts’eyuum.”
Jasaw pounds his back violently. “That’s my boy! Deliver us out of here! The chosen Almehen!”“If he’s a teacher, what’s he so caked up for?”
Riri leans across to slap his chest. “That’s what I’m saying!”
“Who has cake?” T’Chaka asks. “What kind?”As Mr. A walks away, Shuri notices his shorts got wet, too, and they’re hugging his ass so well. She zooms in and takes a picture of that.
“Shameless,” T’Challa tells her while shaking his head. “Absolutely shameless.”
She wishes a block button existed in real life sometimes.Somewhere in the crowd, they can hear N’Jadaka’s loud mouth as he curses and starts to cry.
When he makes it out of the gate with the sixth graders, he sees Shuri standing there with their son sleeping in the stroller. She’s wearing her denim shorts, pink hoodie, pink bow, and pink shoes - the same outfit he first met her in. He feels Okoye’s hand on his back.
“Enjoy raising your children, Ch’ah Toh Almehen. You’ve earned it.” -
Bookmark Notes:
One of the best, most well rounded Nashuri AUs I've read perdiodt dot.