#Attoye tickles

[skylarstark4826]

I wanted to make this fanart of the Attoye ship of Black Panther Wakanda Forever which is based on the Fic I made of Attuma y Okoye (Attoye) fic and I wanted to share them with you and I hope you like it but if not anyway it's okay for you to know anyway I wanted to share it with you because this is the first Tickle Art I have done in my life

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The surface dweller had captured his attention from the start. On the bridge, his eyes had set on her when she’d removed her jacket (her lips moving in what he’d assumed was a threat) and had remained glued to her the entire time. He’d watched as she fought his soldiers, circling their forms, ostensibly to study Talokan’s warriors, but, in actuality, his gaze had never left her.

Her graceful twists and turns and artful dodges and attacks had enchanted him, keeping him spellbound as his perusal had continued, and one by one his soldiers fell. Excitement had danced through his veins when he’d dismissed the fallen to take the woman on himself. Excitement and arousal, his cock stiffening during his advancement.

What a shame that she has to die, he’d thought before he’d begun his attack. However, he’d been unable to kill her. Injure her, yes, but she’d survived his onslaught and had even been able to draw first blood—his blood and life source. It was no wonder that from then on, he’d been obsessed. The woman had been his constant thought throughout Talokan’s battles with Wakanda.

After the alliance between their nations had become official, he’d sought her out, yet again, but this time to properly and civilly introduce himself. His approach had been hampered by the scowl on her face and glare of hatred in her eyes. It was clear that, though their rulers had declared peace, the fierce warrior had not yet been ready to make amends.

Attuma had kept his distance, watching her from afar until they were forced to work with one another. Well, she’d been forced. He’d had to tamper down his enthusiasm when he’d been tasked, in conjunction with her, to head a series of training sessions between their nations’ military forces. She’d been cold, yet cordial, during their initial interactions, but, with time, had slowly begun to soften toward him. She’d eventually started to spare him small smiles and light chuckles when he’d jested during their time together.

He'd relished those moments, and, gaining confidence from her more amicable disposition, had asked her to spar in private. She’d tentatively accepted and from there a true friendship had commenced. It was during these solitary sessions that Attuma had made a crucial discovery.

He’d regularly been able to hear her heart rate accelerate around him and had, previously, attributed it to her hatred or the strenuous activity. There’d also been the smell of arousal, the sweet earthy scent tickling his nose as he and Okoye had given instruction. It wasn’t until they were alone that he’d been able to ascertain that it came from her. The knowledge had made his heart thrill, and it had taken all of his willpower not to act on his conclusion.

Tempering his haste, he’d decided to test his theory. He’d begun wearing shorter, more revealing, loincloths and invaded her personal space more closely during their grappling, going as far as brushing his manhood against her soft curves. The gasp she’d tried to hide had tested his restraint, but he’d held back, not wanting to rush or offend Okoye.

He’d been good, biding his time, until one evening the damn broke. She’d arrived to their scheduled meeting later than usual, the scent of her pussy and its essence much stronger in the air. Attuma inhaled deep, His mouth watered as he imagined what she could’ve been doing to cause her tardiness. When she approached and apologized, he let their session begin without comment, but he lost it when his palm made contact with her heated skin. He tackled her down to the ground in a sexual, undisciplined, hold. She went along easily, he noted, her thighs hugging his waist.

“Okoye, my desire for you burns to the depths of my soul. If our coupling is not to your wishes, please speak so now,” his voice was desperate, made husky by his arousal. His hips moved of their own volition, his erection grinding into her groin.

Under his intense stare, Attuma watched as her mouth struggled to form words. The sound that, at last, slipped through was a deep and sensual moan, which his lust-soaked brain took as her assent. His body finished his descent onto her, ravaging the woman who’d taken over its senses.

[karisomk]

Attoye Angst with a little family au. "No, absolutely not. Why is this even a discussion right now they are just children? Let them be children." Okoye slammed the palm of her hand on the counter, not bothering to turn around to look at her husband or Namor. The silence was thick in the small home, though the faint giggles of Shuri and the twins could be heard outside. Shuri avoided the conversation altogether deciding to keep the two boys distracted by playing with them outside. Giggles came from the trio, while one child hopped on Shuri's back and the other clung to her leg. "We shall take down the panther-!" One of the twins exclaimed between giggles. "With our bare hands!" the other finished. Shuri played along swaying, making gentle attempts to get out of their grasp. "Oh bast help me, give me more strength to face my duo foe!" she said with a grin before reaching down to tickle the twin that grasp her leg. Her attempts to get him to let go earned her a high pitch giggles. " They are not Hunahpu and Xbalanque-. " "And you know this how?" Namor scoffed quietly, light glaring at Okoye before directing his gaze passed Okoye to look at Shuri and the twins. "Both of them just turned five. Yes, they are both clever in their own ways. But that does not mean they are showing signs of becoming avatars of two of your Gods." "Your son willed an octopus to come to him to be allowed to be thrown as a ball that grappled another Wakanda child on their back. The other twin has already spoken of a dream about seeing the very tree that Hunahpu and Xbalanque resided. Attuma did not want to upset his wife any more than she already was, but he could not deny his King at least speaking his peace to them both. He would not deny the Elders' theories about his children but he wouldn't flat out agree to it either. "There has to be a better way of figuring this out," Attuma added after a moment. "They will not be receptive to being lectured by Elders about Gods anyway." "Attuma we can not let this happen, they can not be taken from us. " Okoye continued to look at her two babies, who smiled and chased after Shuri. Her vision slowly became blurry from formed tears that threatened to spill. Silently Attuma moved to Okoye, pressing a gentle hand to her back and leaning close to her. "That will not happen, I promise to you, my love." Namor pressed his lips into a thin line sighing softly, part of him didn't want to entertain the idea at all of taking a child away from their parents. " I will reconsider and have another meeting with the Elders in regards to this." This was all Namor could say for right now and hoped it was enough.

[skylarstark4826]

Attuma y Okoye (Attoye) fic

After the alliance of Talokan and Wakanda was made while Okoye was training his new skills with his new Midnight Angel suit when suddenly Okoye is surprised to meet Attuma while he was training and then when she tries to get away from Attuma but then it happens that when he tries Okoye ends up for his good luck discovering something very interesting about Attuma that she had not known before about him.

Since the Alliance between Wakanda and Talokan was formed. Okoye had been training a lot with Attuma (although they had to do it in a clearing that was although a little far away not so much from Okoye's house) although above all it was struggle and revenge what she really wanted and Okoye had been very irritated because she had not managed to beat Attuma in any of her training battles so when they finished Okoye left to try to calm down when then he came up with an idea and that was to go for his Midnight Angel suit so when he returned he was very surprised to see that Attuma was still there That she had also thought that he had probably already gone back to his house in Talokan.

Okoye: Attuma...¿are you still here?

Attuma: of course Okoye I also assumed that you would want to have a revenge against me... again.

Okoye was very surprised that Attuma knew her so well and that they will also be waiting only for her.

Okoye: am...thank you.

Okoye told her before she began to feel her heart speed up although she didn't know if it was because of the surprise of Attuma's very attentive observation towards her and her tastes about the rematch every time someone beat her... before then Okoye stopped being thoughtful when she noticed Attuma approaching her and then before Okoye could react Attuma was already in front of her and even had one of her hands on her waist something that made Okoye even more nervous.

Okoye: Attuma... I think we should train, you know.

Okoye told Attuma trying to stay calm especially when she felt how Attuma caressed her cheek with her other hand... since something that Attuma didn't know was the fact that Okoye already knew about the fact that Attuma was in love with her... despite the fact that Okoye could not deny the fact that she was attracted to Attuma. Okoye also could not deny that she did not feel brave about telling Attuma that she also loved him because she was still very hurt by the betrayal of her ex-husband W'kabi despite the fact that that had already been a while before Okoye if she wanted to react she could only knew that Attuma had taken off her facial breathing mask and then Okoye felt how Attuma bowed to kiss her to which Okoye who was already totally nervous put his hands on her chest.

Okoye: Attuma... we have to train.

The next thing Okoye knew was that Attuma had tenderly taken her hands with hers before Attuma will lean towards her and when Okoye realized that her hands were free again she only reacted by reacting and what she did was that she quickly pressed her hands against Attuma's ribs before she will press them against to try to keep Attuma away from her in one last attempt before ending up giving in to her feelings for him and then what happened next was something that Okoye had never seen it coming and that was that Attuma to her surprise squeaked as if she were a woman and moved away immediately she Okoye would have thought that she would have unintentionally pressured her in a bruise but Attuma always had his torso naked so Okoye realized that that had not been and then it was when Okoye realized what had happened and that was that... Attuma was ticklish. Okoye realized that she had accidentally tickled him when she pressed her hands against his ribs immediately when Okoye realized what had tickled him Attuma when he realized that he retreated looking something nervous and scared as he saw how Okoye's gaze had turned from surprised to naughty before Okoye began to approach him while he bit his lip to which Attuma immediately began to beg and beg.

Attuma: Okoye. Hey, can't we talk about this? ...You don't have to do this. Seriously, this is not necessary at all.

He told him frantically Attuma while he was backing up but it was when for his very very bad supply Attuma ended up tripping over a stone and ended up falling on his back and then to his horror it was that then Okoye took advantage of it to quickly put himself on Attuma's waist who despite being extremely nervous because he already knew what Okoye was going to do he could not help but feel very, very nervous when he noticed the way Okoye had put himself on top of him. But also because he realized that when Okoye had put himself on him she had put his hands under his knees although Attuma was not going to deny that he really wanted to be able to have his hands on Okoye's knees as well as his back and put them around him to be able to hold her against him and be able to hug her too and at the same time he could also kiss her. Even if it was only once and nothing else but that would be the most beautiful thing in the world for him why he would have done it with his beloved Okoye but then the train of Attuma's thought was interrupted when he suddenly felt Okoye's hands on his stomach which caused Attuma to accidentally release another shamefully female squeak and immediately Attuma tried to get out from below Okoye's Midnight Angel Costume only to find himself still trapped under him and then it was when Attuma remembered that Okoye's super suit made her much stronger And that left him at a disadvantage (since he also remembered when Okoye had kicked him and literally thrown him back into the ocean).

Attuma: Okoye wait... please that's not really necessary at all please don't do it I beg you.

Attuma told him already desperate when he saw Okoye leaning towards him before he gently removed his hands from his sensitive stomach and put them on top of his chest before Okoye's face was right in front of his.

Okoye: why should Attuma do it? After all it was your fault that I was removed from her status and my position as the general of the Dora Millaje and also if you think about it this would be the fairest since at last I could take revenge for that and I also have to accept that I have a lot of interest in exploring this curiosity weakness that you have since a warrior as strong as you who is also the general of Talokan let's say that it is not very common for him to be as sensitive as you are.

Okoye told him when Attuma became even more nervous and before Attuma could say something he felt how Okoye had put his hands on his ribs again to which Attuma for the third time and painfully on that day he had squeaked femininely before he bit his lips to avoid letting out laughing at the tickling that had begun to fill his whole body and before he had the opportunity to try to say something it was when everything got worse for him while his face began to feel hotter and hotter.

Okoye: What's up, Attuma? Are you tickled and you really want to laugh right now.

He mockingly told Okoye to Attuma when he saw that he was holding his tickling while she gently moved her hands on the skin of his ribs realizing how tickled he was since she had not yet begun to tickle him when he began to restrain his laughter and saw his face get redder and making it very, very clear to her how sensitive Attuma was in truth and how effective his tickling methods were in his body but despite that Okoye felt somewhat guilty for his attack against Attuma but then he remembered about the bridge and how she lost his status and her position as the general of the Dora Millaje and then it was when Okoye stopped feeling sorry for him and decided to intensify the tickling to what Okoye stopped passing smoothly although he did not attack immediately I wait a little for Attuma to stop containing his laughter and so it was because with the time in which Attuma thought that Okoye was not going to tickle him he stopped biting his lips and let out the air that he had endured thinking that he was already safe when suddenly everything got ugly for him and that was when Okoye attacked him without giving him any warning and began to nail his fingers to scratch, squeeze and move non-stop against Attuma's poor ribs and immediately Attuma screamed like a woman so loud that Okoye was sure that everyone in Wakanda and even Talokan like everyone had been listening to Attuma's feminine scream before he will let out a lot of laughter and pleas along with pleas.

Attuma: HHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA ¡¡OKOYE NO!! HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHJAJAHAHWJWHWHWJ ¡¡PLEASE!!, HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHSHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAJQAHHA ¡¡I'M TOO TICKLISH!! HAHAHAHAHAHQHWHWHQHAHAHAHAHQHQHQJAHQHQH ¡¡ENOUGH!!, HAHAHAHQHQHAHQHAHQHQHQHQHQHQHWHQHQHQHHQ HAHAHA ¡¡I CAN'T STAND IT!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAJAJQHQHQHQHQHQHHQH ¡¡THIS IS ALREADY!! HAGAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHQHAHQHHAHAHAHQHQHQHQHQHQHQH ¡¡TOO MUCH TO STOP!! HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHQHAHAHQHQHHQHQHQ ¡¡PLEASE MERCY!! HAHHAHAHAGAGAHGAGAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHA.

Despite the fact that Okoye had already realized that of course Attuma was really tickling despite that, she had still been taken unprepared by the way Attuma quickly lost control of her laughter and laughter. While Attuma will laugh hysterically under her Okoye could feel how Attuma's legs kicked non-stop behind him while Attuma's face as the tickling continued had turned redder and red at the same time Okoye could notice how Attuma desperately tried to get his hands under his knees to be able to protect himself from his tickling attack against him.

Okoye: Oh,¿ what's up, Attuma? Can't you protect yourself from my attack or then what's happening to you... will it be too much tickle for you? I wonder if I should continue in another place to find out if you are sensitive in other parts of the body.

While Okoye said that to Attuma he could barely hear her because of how hard he was laughing and yes it was a lot considering that Attuma had even begun to cry with laughter since Attuma's tears slipped through his eyes to his cheeks and also Attuma was laughing so much that he had literally begun to see stars while he was still at the mercy of Okoye but despite that Attuma in part could not help but enjoy the tickling just because it was Okoye who was tickling him although when Attuma had very much imagined Okoye about him things were very different and the tickling at no time were invited in any of them but despite that Attuma tried to think only that he was with Okoye and then suddenly Okoye's tickling attack stopped just like this but when Attuma tried to catch his breath and was going to leave something he was interrupted by his own attack of laughter and screaming when suddenly Okoye had slipped his hands around his biceps to his back and had begun to tickle the ribs of poor Attuma's back.

Attuma: HAHAHAHAHAGAHAHAHAGAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHH ¡¡NOT ENOUG!! AHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHH ¡¡PLEASE!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHQHH ¡¡MERCY PLEASE!!, HAGAHAHAHAGAHAHAHAYAHAHAHAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYYAYAYAYAY OKAY, ¡¡I CAN'T STAND IT!!, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHH ¡¡HAVE MERCY!! ENOUGHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA ¡¡ I BEG YOU!!, HAGAHAHAHAYAHAHAHAYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA ¡¡PLEASE, PLEASE!!

While Attuma was trying to turn around and protect himself or by a miracle to squeeze into a ball for his horror, it was when Okoye bowed and began to blow a lot of raspberries between the gaps, below and on all his ribs on the left side before he also did it on the right side of them causing a fierce tickling attack on the poor guy of Attuma.

Attuma: HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHGA ¡¡NO OKOYE!! YAHAHAHHAHAHGAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA ¡¡IT'S TOO MUCH!! HAYAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHGAHAHAHAHHA ¡¡I CAN'T STAND IT!! HAHAHHQGQHHAHWHHWHWHAGGWHWGWGGWGWGGWHWH ¡¡IT'S TOO TICKLISH!! HAGAHHAHAHHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHQHQHAHHQHAH ¡¡NO MORE!! HAHAHHAHAHAHAHGAHQHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAH ¡¡PLEASE PLEASE!! HAHAHAHHQHQHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHQHAHHAHAHHAHHAHHA ¡¡MERCY OKOYE!! HAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHQHHQHAHHQHQHQHH.

While Attuma shouted and begged Okoye to stop, Okoye still had his lips glued to Attuma's skin when she came up with something.

Okoye: ¿And why should Attuma? You have a very attractive and also adorable laugh and honestly you should laugh this same way more often.

And while Okoye said that Attuma screamed, laughing hysterically while Okoye's words tickled him more and affected all the nerves of his body as had never happened before, but for Attuma's relief it was that Okoye felt pity on him and stopped his tickling attack while Attuma breathed agitated while he still laughed at the tickling that were still active in his body.

Attuma: hahaha Okoye please hahahahhah let me go hahahahah please you already took revenge I can't stand you tickle me more hahahhahahaha I beg you.

Attuma looked at Okoye trying to persuade her that he will not continue to tickle him although in reality the real reason that Attuma wanted to escape from the tickle was the fact that he had realized that if Okoye kept tickling him then he would end up embarrassingly peeing with laughter and the fact (although Attuma also enjoys it) that Okoye was sitting on his waist he wasn't helping him at all he was actually doing the opposite and before Attuma there was even the opportunity to try to persuade Okoye again he couldn't talk because then Okoye had begun to tickle him again only that it wasn't on his ribs but while he was tickled there is Okoye had realized that Attuma's laughter increased every time she also approached his armpits, which made Okoye realize that Attuma probably also had stings.

Attuma: HHSHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH ¡OKOYE NO PLEASE!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHHHHHAHHAHAHAYAY ¡¡I'M TICKLISH ENOUGH!! HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHSHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHJH ¡¡NOT MY ARMPITS!! HAHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHYAYHYAYAYYHAHAHAH ¡¡OKOYE PLEASE!! HHAGAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAYAHAH ¡¡NOT MY ARMPIT!! HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHYATTAYAYYAH ¡¡PLEASE PLEASE!! HHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHHAHAHAHYAHAHAHAHAYQYQYHHAYAH ¡¡I'M BEGGING YOU!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHYAHAHAHAHAH ¡¡THIS IS ALREADY!! HHTAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAYAYAYAYAYAYYYAYYAYQ ¡¡TOO MUCH!!.

Attuma could barely speak while he laughed so much at the tickling that Okoye is making him that he simply could no longer stand him anymore while he kicked his legs behind her trying to get out of left at the same time Attuma stretched his arms while trying to get his hands out under Okoye's knees and Okoye I couldn't help but feel suddenly nervous when he saw how the muscles of Attuma's arms as well as his biceps made his visible Okoye even had to avoid trying to bend over and take Attuma's biceps but despite that Okoye prefer to continue better with his tickling attack against Attuma.

Okoye: What's up, Attuma? It seems that you have trouble speaking clearly... you have so many tickles that you can't stand even two seconds.

He asked him while he was still tickling Attuma's armpits and Okoye had leaned until his lips were against Attuma's ears before he straightened up again looking at Attuma laughing hysterically and agitating frantically under her while he struggled to move away and get out from below but then it happened that to his horror Okoye had begun to tickle him in the center under his arms causing more hysteria on his part and more tears from Attuma's laughter before Okoye stopped his tickling attack against him letting Attuma take oxygen.

Okoye: Tell me Attuma, ¿do you have any tickle on any other part of your body?

Okoye told her as he rested his hands on Attuma's stomach again while he watched him take large puffs of oxygen trying to clearly recover everything to be less affected Okoye could not deny that Attuma looked very attractive at that time and she could not help but look at the scars that were on Attuma's stomach as well as she could not avoid realizing that it seemed to have been shark fangs that had left them a part in Okoye wanted to ask Attuma what the story of her scars was, but another part of her couldn't help but want to caress them while she and Attuma kissed. Since Okoye despite being aware of the infatuation that Attuma had with her. She herself could not deny that she had also begun to fall in love with him but the simple idea that another one would break her heart and that she had to go through the same thing again as when W'kabi had betrayed Wakanda just like her made her heart hurt and despite the fact that Okoye had realized that Attuma was not like W'kabi since while her ex-husband was someone who preferred to always be right in everything Attuma on the other hand he thought of her and took her into account. Okoye stopped thinking when she felt a slight pull under her and then when she realized that Attuma was trying again to get her hands under her knees.

Okoye: It looks like you've already caught your breath, ¿huh? Well, now you could tell me where you have the most tickles...¿ Don't you think Attuma?

He told him mischievously as he rested his hands on Attuma's stomach so he could lean against the Okoye immediately realized the way Attuma had become nervous and that he clearly wanted her to keep tickling him when Okoye put his face in front of Attuma's she realized how Attuma had blushed even more when he had her so close to him. Okoye saw how Attuma's eyes had dilated and when Okoye had put pressure on his stomach to be able to bow even more to his surprise it was when Attuma immediately shouted laughing hysterically.

Attuma: HAGAHAHAHHAGAHAHHAHAGAHAHHAHAHHAH ¡¡OKOYE!! HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHABABABAHH ¡¡THERE'S NO!! HAGAHAHAHAGAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHAHHAH ¡¡PLEASE,¡¡ IT'S MY WEAK POINT!!, ¡¡ I CAN'T CONTROL MYSELF!!.

Okoye is confused because Attuma was laughing because since she wasn't he was tickling or anything until that was when Okote realized that she still had her hands on Attuma's stomach and that when she had leaned towards him she had put pressure. Okoye straightened up looking at his hands still resting on Attuma's stomach before then Okoye looked at Attuma who had a scary look in his eyes and then Okoye bit his lip slightly before she moved her hands over his stomach and immediately Attuma screamed like a woman before he started laughing hysterically trying to protect himself in some way to prevent her from tickling him more.

Okoye: Damn Attuma, you really have a very huge problem with tickling, ¿huh?

He told her before she accelerated her hands and shaved and vibrated and even squeezed every part of Attuma's stomach while he screamed under her desperately trying to pull out her hands that were still immobilized below her knees.

Attuma: HAGAHAHAHAHAHAHHQHAGAHQHQHHQHQHQHQHQHQH ¡¡OKOYE!! HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHQHHQHQHQHHQHQYQ ¡¡NO MORE!! HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHQHAHAHQHQHQ ¡¡PLEASE!! HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAGAHAHHAHQHHQHQHHHAHAHHA ¡¡I CAN'T STAND!! HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHQHQHQHQHQHQHQ ¡¡IT MUCH MORE!! HAGAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHAHAHAHAA ¡¡PLEASE!! HAGAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHQHQHQHQHHQHAHAH ¡¡IT'S ENOUGH!! HAHAHAHWHHWHQHHWHWHWHQHHQHQHAHHAHAHAHAHAH ¡¡GIVE ME MERCY!! HAGAHAHHSHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH.

While Okoye watched Attuma laugh hysterically under her then it was when Okoye thought of something she stopped tickling him in his stomach and once Attuma had recovered all the oxygen he had lost he only knew that Okoye had begun to pass his fingers again from the top of his stomach and began to lower them at first Attuma was confused until he realized what Okoye was planning to do and immediately began to laugh nervously.

Attuma: Okoye wait jahshsjajajajajajajajajaja please jjajajajajajajajajjajajjajajajaj we can talk about this hahahahahahahahaha don't tickle me there it's unbearable hahahahahahahahahahahahaha.

Attuma told him when he had realized that Okoye had begun to approach his navel. Attuma was so tickling that with the simple idea of being tickled, he laughed hysterically.

Okoye: ¿Why Attuma? Perhaps your navel is the weakest point of your entire stomach.

Attuma: Please Okoye, I beg you, don't tickle me there. Look, I'm sorry, ¿OK? I'm sorry that you've lost your position and status as the General and I'm sorry that that happened to you because I defeated you and the Princess left with us but please don't torture me in this horrible way I'm too tickling I won't be able to stand the tickling there. Please.

I beg Attuma to Okoye when he saw her approaching there. Attuma was aware that he could not stand even two seconds since he remembered that the last time someone had tickled him, he had accidentally peed from tickling and what he feared the most was that that would happen again especially because Okoye was still sitting on him and did not want to have an accident with her so close to him.

Okoye: He accepted your apologies but honestly now I have more curiosity and desire to tickle you here and with what you told me now without hesitation I want to tickle you to see what your reaction would be.

Attuma: ¡¡OKOYE NO!!….

But what Attuma was going to tell him ended up dying when he started laughing hysterically when Okoye buried one of his fingers in his navel.

Attuma: HAGAHAHAHHAGAHAHAHAGAHGAHAGSHAHAHAHHAVAHAHA ¡¡OKOYE!! VAGGAVAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAGGAHAHAHAHHAHSHSHSH ¡¡NO MORE!! HAGAHAHAHAHAHHAHAGAHAHAHHAGAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA ¡¡THIS IS ALREADY TOO MUCH!! HAGAHHAGAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH ¡¡DON'T GO ON ANYMORE!! HAHAHAHAHAGAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHH ¡¡I CAN'T BREATHE!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAJ ¡¡HAVE MERCY!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA ¡¡PLEASE!! HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHSHAHAHSHSHSHSHSHAHSH ¡¡NO MY BELLY BUTTON!!.

Attuma was laughing too much to be able to even think of something the only thing he knew was that his poor stomach is being tortured at that weak point that he had that Attuma could even see clearly from the tears that fell through his eyes and how much he was smiling that his cheeks were starting to hurt although Okoye for his part could not help but look at the cute dimples that Attuma had and that were marked him even more when he laughed too much. Okoye couldn't lie, he was having too much fun tickling Attuma. And then Okoye came up with something else to make Attuma. She briefly stopped tickling his navel before she quickly bowed and blew raspberries all over Attuna's stomach but especially on his navel.

Attuma: HAGAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAGAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH ¡¡OKOYE!! GAGAHGSGSGSGSGGAHAHAHSHSHAHSHSHSHSHSHAHHHAHA ¡¡NOT THAT!! HAHAHAHAHAHSHSHAHSHAHAHAHAHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHS ¡¡MERCY PLEASE!! HAHAHAHAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJSJSJSJSJSJSJSJSJSJSJ ¡¡STOP!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHWHSHAHAHQHQHAHAHAH ¡¡I WON'T BE ABLE TO STAND IT!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA ¡¡MORE TIME!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHSHSSHSHSHSHSHSHHAH ¡¡IT'S TOO MUCH!! HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAYAHAHAHAYAYAYAYAYAY ¡¡ENOUGH!!.

Okoye let raspberries blow in Attuma's stomach and navel however Okoye kept his lips still glued to the skin of Attuma's stomach while Okoye watched him breathe deeply trying to catch his breath at the same time that he still laughed at the residual tickle that was still affecting the nerves of his extremely tickling body.

Attuma: Please hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha Okoye let me go hahahahahahahahahahahahah I don't think I can jshahahahahahahahahahahaha keep controlling me habajajajajajajajajajajajajhaahahahahhaah if you follow me hahahahahahahahahahajjsjajajsjajahahahahahahahah tickling there's hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha Please hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha it is too much hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.

At first Attuma was confused by the fact that despite the fact that Okoye had stopped blowing raspberries she still had her lips against her skin and before Attuma could even think of something she let out a super super feminine scream before she again began to laugh hysterically when suddenly she felt something wet and warm in her navel and then she realized what had happened... Okoye had put her tongue in her navel and was moving it quickly causing attacks of tickling and laughter from Attuma.

Attuma: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAJQHQHQHQHQHQHAHQHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHA ¡¡OKOYE!! ¡¡MERCY!! HAHAHAHQHQHHQHQHQHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAAH ¡¡MERCY!! ¡¡NOT THAT!! ¡¡PLEASE!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH ¡¡BLOW ME RASBBERRIES!! HAHQHQHQHQHQHQHQHQHHAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH ¡¡BUT NOT THE TONGUE!! HAGQHQYQHQUQUQUQUQUQUQUQUQQUQUHAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH ¡¡I BEG YOU!! ¡¡IT'S HORRIBLE!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHQHQHQHQHQHQHQHHQHQHQHQHAHAHHAHAHQHAH ¡¡IT TICKLISH ME TOO MUCH!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHQHAHQHQHQH ¡¡PLEASE!! ¡¡MERCY!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHAHQHQHQHQHQHHQHQQH ¡¡MERCY!! HAGAHAHAHAHAHAHAHQHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAH.

Okoye had realized that Attuma seemed to have lost some strength because although he was still trying to get his hands out of under his knees and you are not doing almost strength although Okoye was also aware that that was probably due to the attack of the tickling but despite that Okoye continued to use his tongue to tickle Attuma but after a while that for poor Attuma was an eternity he decided to stop tickling him by letting him breathe agitatedly trying to recover the oxygen he had lost while he was still laughing and trembling under her after a few minutes Okoye looked at Attuma who seemed super exhausted although he also looked extremely handsome honestly Okoye this time was careful when bowing and put his face in front of Attuma's and once Attuma had already recovered all the oxygen when he realized that his face and Okoye's were so close Attuma observed how beautiful Okoye looked at that precious moment before he will bend gently just like Okoye but just when they were both going to kiss it was finally just when the wind began to blow and then Okoye only knew that Attuma had screamed again before starting to laugh with total hysteria absolutely.

Attuma: ¡¡OKOYE!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHAHQHQHQHQHQHHQHQQH ENOUGH!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHAHQHQHQHQHQHHQHQQHHAGA I BEG YOU!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHAHQHQHQHQHQHHQHQQHGAGAHAHA THIS IS TOO MUCH!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHAHQHQHQHQHQHHQHQQH I'M TOO TICKLISH!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHAHQHQHQHQHQHHQHQQH THERE'S NO!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHAHQHQHQHQHQHHQHQQHGAGA I CAN DO IT!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHAHQHQHQHQHQHHQHQQHHA I CAN'T STAND IT!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHAHQHQHQHQHQHHQHQQHHAGAHAHA PLEASE!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHAHQHQHQHQHQHHQHQQHHAHAHA STOP IT!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHAHQHQHQHQHQHHQHQQHHAHAAH MERCY!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHAHQHQHQHQHQHHQHQQHGQHAHABAHA MERCY!!.

Okoye: ¿Attuma? ¿Why are you laughing? I'm not even tickling you now.

Okoye was confused and when I looked slightly behind him it was when she understood what had happened as they were in the clearing but the weeds had not been cut off because it was long Okoye realized that with the wind the weed moved a lot and he did it with Attuma's feet being close to her and there was when Okoye realized that Attuma had a lot of tickles also in his feet and once he stopped running the wind Attuma calmed down before he saw that Okoye had realized that he was also very tickling on his feet to which Attuma without thinking began to try to let go of his hands as if his life depended on it while he struggled to save himself I only managed to laugh with even more hysteria because he saw how Okoye was now sitting on his back to him and still with his knees on his hands.

Attuma: Okoye jajajajajsjsjajajajajajajajajajajaja I beg you jajajajajsjsjajajajajajajajajajajajajajaja don't keep tickling me jajajajajsjsjajajajajajajajajajajajajajajaja please I beg you hahahajajsjjajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajaja no my feet jajajajajajajaja please I'm too sensitive and tickling and ticklish hahahajajsjajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajaja I don't think I can stand it hahahajajajajajaja much more time hahahajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajaja I will do what you want.

Okoye: I'm not sure Attuma, after all, I still haven't tried to see how sensitive your feet can be and the truth is that right now I'm very curious to be able to find out.

Okoye told Attuma before he brought his hands closer to his feet to him, which Attuma even began to laugh nervously before Okoye even touched him, making it very clear that he was really was really very tickling. Okoye stopped tickling him and when he saw Attuma let out all the oxygen he had been accumulating and had his guard down again, it was what Okoye had expected before she launched a fierce attack of tickling and without any mercy on Attuma's feet tickling his heels, the lower part of his plants, the upper part, the arches, the lower part of his fingers and feet and between them.

Attuma: ¡¡OKOYE!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHAHQHQHQHQHQHHQHQQHGQHAHABAHA ¡¡PLEASE!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHAHQHQHQHQHQHHQHQQHGQHAHABAHA ¡¡IT'S TOO MUCH!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHAHQHQHQHQHQHHQHQQHGQHAHABAHA ¡¡I CAN'T!! ¡¡I CAN'T!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHAHQHQHQHQHQHHQHQQHGQHAHABAHA ¡¡ENOUGH!! ¡¡RELAX!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHAHQHQHQHQHQHHQHQQHGQHAHABAHA ¡¡PLEASE!! ¡¡I'M TOO TICKLISH!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHAHQHQHQHQHQHHQHQQHGQHAHABAHA ¡¡MERCY!! ¡¡MERCY!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHAHQHQHQHQHQHHQHQQHGQHAHABAHA ¡¡I HAVE MERCY ON ME!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHQHHQHAHQHQHQHQHQHHQHQQHGQHAHABAHA ¡¡PLEASE!!.

Okoye kept her tickling attack on him for a while longer until she stopped hearing Attuma laugh but also let her feel her body move something that immediately worried her she looked behind him and saw him with her eyes closed Okoye immediately got up from him and stood next to him.

Okoye: ¿Attuma? ¡¿ATTUMA?!.

Okoye gently hit Attuma's cheek to see if he reacted with that and bad to see that Okoye now very scared took his pearls Kimoyo and took Attuma's doll and put them on immediately GRIOT told him that Attuma had fainted but that her pulse and her vital signs were stable and that she would regain consciousness at some point something that made her happy and relieved to know that and because of course Okoye could have left and run away from there but she preferred to stay until she saw that Attuma will wake up and could not help but gently put her hand on Attuma's cheek and before Okoye realized what she was doing she bowed and gave him a soft kiss on Attuma's lips before she walked away but then it happened that Okoye jumped a squeal when Attuma suddenly brought her to his arms and kept her in them before he bowed and put her under him and then Attuma kissed her on the lips and didn't move away for a while until finally Okoye closed his eyes and put his arms around his neck being careful by Attuma's gill protectors before he and Okoye gently moved away now only for Attuma to give Okoye a sweet kiss on people before she and Attuma kept their foreheads together.

Attuma: If I have to pass out so that you always kiss me that way Okoye... then you can attack me with my greatest weakness whenever you want Okoye.

Attuma told Okoye before giving him a kiss on his cheek while he still had her imprisoned under him and Okoye simply couldn't contain himself before I told him the following.

Okoye: I love you Attuma.

When he heard her say that, Attuma immediately looked into his eyes while caressing his cheek with his big hand and Okoye could see how Attuma's eyes shone like when they met on the bridge before Attuma will kiss her again before saying the following to her.

Attuma: I also love you very much really very much…My beautiful Angel Midnight... My Okoye.

He told him before they both gave each other another kiss with Attuma hugging Okoye by his waist and Okoye with his arms around Attuma's neck even more romantic than any other they had given that same day.

THE END

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Attoye (Attuma & Okoye) headcanons

Which of the first wakes up in the morning?: Both do it because of their tasks for as warriors of Wakanda and Talokan, but also because due to the fact that Attuma is the general of Talokan he has the same responsibilities while Okoye is now the general of the Midnight Angeles.

Who is the first to fall asleep at night?: Both do it, they fall asleep at the same time because in addition to their responsibilities as generals they also like to spend time together even though they can't always be together because Attuma has to return to Talokan and Okoye has to stay in Wakanda however both spend time together every time they have a chance and opportunity without even thinking twice.

¿So they playfully make fun of each other?: Above all, it is Okoye who does it the most sometimes, especially when on one occasion she and Attuma were alone. When Attuma got stuck on a mission in which his axe ended I feel literally attracted to a gigantic magnet and poor Attuma literally got stuck to her because in addition to the fact that he could let go of her since his hand also got stuck because as his shark armor he also had parts of Vibranium so he also ended up sticking to the magnet without counting that when the magnet rose with Attuma still glued to the Attuma that fortunately he did not have Vibranium on the waist down he had to cross his legs so that way he didn't No one could see his private parts something that made Attuma quite red of shame to the point of ending up looking like a scarlet tomato due to the intensity of the color of his blush and above all because he saw Okoye dying of laughter because of his very painful situation just before calming down and approaching to help him get out of there.

¿What do you do when the other one is having a bad day?: Okoye likes to constantly approach gently behind Attuma and tries to massage his shoulders... which always ends with both kissing before someone thinks of something. Attuma, on the other hand, hugs her tenderly while kissing her, since it is her favorite way to show her support and love for Okoye. Although Attuma also likes to see her get angry, from time to time he provokes her on purpose.

¿How do they say "I'm sorry" after the discussions?: Okoye who almost never does anything that makes him apologize, since he doesn't like to get into trouble especially because he doesn't want another war between Talokan and Wakanda... While Attuma usually kisses her to show her how much she is sorry.

¿Which of the two has the most ticklish?: It's just Attuma... Okoye does not tickle at all, while, on the other hand, when he discovered that Attuma had many but seriously many ticklish, without thinking that he began to tickle him constantly, but, of course, he does it when they are alone, since he does not want to damage Attuma's pride, but he always has to hold his arms and legs to be able to tickle his armpits, ribs, stomach (especially in his navel, which is his weakest point, in which he always uses his "attack raspberries" to attack him while enjoying the Screams from his sons and girls) while blowing raspberries in his stomach and feet before tickling his armpits mercilessly and attacking his feet although to do so he always has to hold him sometimes in his bed with the blankets and at other times with his Midnight Angel suit before stopping and kissing him.

¿Your favorite activities for rainy days?: At bedtime, Attuma likes to sleep with Okoye hugging her while they sleep. While, on the other hand, when it's daytime, sometimes Attuma and Okoye escape to go training together or go swimming while Okoye has his Midnight Angel suit.

¿How do they surprise each other?: Okoye likes to sneak up quietly behind Attuma to gently surround his neck from behind but above all because he likes to surprise him to ticklisj him... and Attuma, on the other hand, likes to approach and take her with the guard, surrounding her and holding her in his arms before they both kiss and also so that he can carry Okoye in his arms.

¿Who is more affectionate in public? In private?: They both like to be private, especially because they feel a little uncomfortable if they do it in public.

¿Who is the best romantic openly? In secret: Both are in secret and especially in private.

¿Who is the one who tries the most to do something to plan something special for the other?: Attuma likes to surprise Okoye and likes to do something special for her... he usually makes him a bracelet since in addition to being a general Attuma is also an excellent weaver but he also likes to take Okoye for a walk in Talokan.

¿Who is most likely to hold the other's hand while in public?: Both, especially Attuma and especially when he discovered that M'baku had granted forgiveness to W'kabi the ex-husband of his Okoye and more when he found out that W'kabi was trying to recover Okoye, he became super super jealous and when they walk in public and Attuma noticed W'kabi in the distance trying to get closer to Okoye. He takes her by the hand before hugging her by the waist and kissing her with love and tenderness... and although Okoye is already aware that Attuma makes it pass to keep her away from W'kabi, so that he does not try to get her back despite the fact that Okoye had already made it very clear to her that she no longer loved him, she likes to see what Attuma protects her so that she doesn't reproach her at all.

¿Who is more likely to make great declarations of love in front of other people?: Actually, they both like to do that in private, since they both feel a little uncomfortable, especially because of their leaders and friends, since they don't want to be a little uncomfortable with them, but when it comes to Attuma seeing W'kabi trying to conquer Okoye again, there is if he decides to do it in front of everyone.

¿Who fell in love with the other first?: That was undoubtedly Attuma since Attuma fell in love with Okoye from the first moment he looked at her and strangely that it sounds he also fell in love with her after Okoye made the small cut in his cheekbone with his spear although he did not really like it very much that we say the fact that Okoye literally gave him a knee in his private parts and will also sting his poor eye when he tries to remove his front respirator from him despite that Attuma fell in love with her and during Talokan's attack on Wakanda and The death of Queen Ramonda. Arruma was more worried about the idea that Okoye would perish and his crush on her increased after he heard her call her a warrior in Maya and in addition to the fact that with his Midnight Angel suit he literally threw him with a kick from the boat directly into the ocean.

¿Who spends more time (possibly thinking too much) what gifts to get the other one?: That certainly goes to Attuma. Since he constantly spends too much time thinking about it, especially when it comes to Okoye, it is when Attuma, above all wants to get the best gift he can to give it to Okoye even if he has to scrape his hands as long as it is necessary that he has to do the same for his beloved Okoye.

¿Who initiates the greatest physical contact?: Attuma likes to hug Okoye as much as when they are alone as while they sleep and he also likes to take her by the hand before they both escape to the ocean to be able to swim together and it is the same with Okoye... he likes to wake up lying on Attuma's big and strong chest before he and Okoye go to do their tasks like the generals.

¿Who is more protective?: Attuma without a doubt is especially after W'kabi will return he does not like to think that Okoye will stay alone with him but above all because when he is present when Shuri or M'baku give A super dangerous mission to Okoye and when they tell him that someone is going to go with her as a companion before one of them even asks who offers himself Attuma practically runs next to Okoye and says that he will be his partner since at least so both ask to be alone and together but above all because he fears that Okoye could be killed also or worse that they will end up hurting her in a mortal way, so he is quite protective with her also because they are a couple who does not like to neglect the other.

¿Who tends to get sick more often? Who is better to take care of each other?: Okoye, but Attuma is probably taking better care of her because Okoye knows that he would never allow something much worse to happen to her, so Attuma does what he can to help him heal as soon as possible.

¿Who said "I love you first"? Or, if none of us has said it yet, who is more likely to say it first?: Attuma first fell in love with Okoye, it is very likely that he was the first to tell her and then it was Okoye who told him.

¿Who believes in soul mates?: Attuma undoubtedly is and especially after he met Okoye even more. Okoye for her part is very likely that not since due to the fact that she had been very hurt by the betrayal of her ex-husband W'kabi both her and Wakanda Okoye had been very hurt to the point of never wanting to get involved in a romantic relationship again for fear of ending up hurt again but then since the alliance of Talokan and Wakanda was forged then it happened that Attuma began to spend more and more time with her and not only in her hand-to-hand combat training but also in the Meetings and sometimes when Attuma visited Wakanda and went to see Okoye. She began to realize that she was falling in love with him but for fear of what had happened before with W'kabi then she decided to get away from Attuma before he told her that she was already aware of what had happened to her before with her treacherous ex-husband and then Attuma did not hesitate to tell himself that he would never do something like that to her and that he would always love her unconsciously to what with the time they spend together Okoye finally accepts that she is in love with Attuma and both finally become a couple.

¿Who is a morning person?: Frankly, both are since due to their tasks and obligations as general they have to get up early, but both would prefer to rest longer so that in addition to having more hours of sleep also because they could spend more time together.

¿Are your hugs usually constant or casual?: They both like to hug each other. Although Attuma usually when he sleeps hugging Okoye who lies on his chest, while, on the other hand, Okoye usually sleeps sometimes hugging Attuma from behind before he hugs her again by putting his head under his chin... and when it's daytime, Attuma also likes to hug Okoye when they both go diving or also while they go on the wolf of one of the whales of Attuma or when they go on M20 the Okoye's rhinoceros, especially because in those moments is when they can be together... well, as long as they are alone Two of you are alone.

¿What is your favorite sleeping position?: Okoye loves to curl up and fall asleep against Attuma, sometimes he even sleeps on his side with his hand under the pillow using his arm as a pillow, while Attuma likes to fall asleep holding Okoye against him while they both sleep hugged and also together.

¿Who is the one who falls asleep in the middle of the conversation?: That's usually Attuma. And in his defense, that's because, since he has many tasks, it happens that he gets too tired and ends up nodding his head, but he doesn't want to interrupt Okoye, so he just pretends to listen to her and then falls asleep soundly so he can't be able to answer her.

¿Who wakes up in the middle of the night with nightmares?: Both. Especially Attuma fearing that Okoye will end up injured or, even worse, that if she wakes up, she discovers that she had been killed during one of her missions that were entrusted to her so it is better for Attuma to hug her asleep and stay like this until she is sure that it will happen while they fall asleep again.

¿Who can't keep their hands to themselves?: That goes for Attuma above all, but sometimes it's also Okoye who does it.

¿Who falls asleep for the last time, looking at the other with a small loving smile?: Attuma. Usually, he falls asleep very late to be able to continue seeing Okoye sleeping in his arms and so he stays until he also falls asleep.

¿Who likes to play with each other's hair?: That's both of you. Attuma likes to caress and kiss Okoye's hair tenderly and gently since since she began to let him grow again he likes to caress him and kiss Okoye there when they are both asleep or lying together.

¿What is your favorite way to hang out and how do you like to do it?: Attuma likes to kiss Okoye when they both train together, especially because he likes to use that maneuver to beat Okoye. Okoye likes to hug Attuma while the two are together.

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» Domestic!Attoye || Attoye Prompt Drabbles || Master List «

Okoye truly enjoyed the sound of Attuma’s voice. On most days, its depth caused her body to swoon and her toes to curl of their own volition. Its timbre soothed her like no other: lulling her into the deepest of sleeps during her, now seldom, fitful nights of slumber. Its dulcet tones could hold her captivated—Okoye hanging on his every word during even the most tedious of stories, though, Attuma was far from loquacious.

In fact, he was quite the opposite: a man of few words, especially around people who weren’t her. He seemed to relish in their comfortable silences, simply wanting to end his day holding her close as she read or watching as she puttered around the house. Sometimes he’d stretch out on the couch beside her (which she’d had to have customized to adequately fit both his larger dimensions and her slighter form) with a notebook in hand, scribbling as he glanced up at her in short intervals.

Okoye had been tickled to learn that he was writing poetry. Demanding a private reading, she’d pleaded—bombarding him with every bit of her charm: widening her eyes, pouting her lips, using terms of endearment and peppering him with gentle kisses and petting touches—until he’d agreed, cheeks-tinged purple as his lips twisted in a bashful wince. She’d acknowledged his discomfort, but hadn’t relented, needing to hear his elegant prose from his own lips. The experience had deepened her feelings toward him and brought an increased intimacy to their relationship with the occurrence becoming routine.

Now instead of reading on her own, they read together. Attuma brought the pages of the mystery novels she so adored to life—reading aloud, with the assistance of Okoye’s Kimoyo Beads, as she cuddled close on his chest. He’d even introduced her to fables and text from his nation, telling her the stories with which he’d grown up. (She did the same on the evenings when he would turn the tables on her, requesting that she regale him with the tales from her youth.) The melodic cadence of his voice and rhythmic beating of his heart regularly held her riveted until her body succumbed to sleep.

When they weren’t engrossed in her books and their cultural exchanges, Attuma shared his newly written verses—including her in his treasured hobby, of which very few had knowledge. They discussed his work. Okoye sought its hidden meaning and developed an appreciation she hadn’t before held for the whimsical artform. In this way, they grew as a couple and in their admiration for one another.

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» Whimsical!Attoye || Attoye Prompt Drabbles || Master List « » Liquid Sunshine #2 — Continuation of Rainy days «

Attuma’s kiss started off gentle—his mouth caressing Okoye’s before his tongue begged for entrance, stroking along the seam of her lips. She granted his silent request, opening to the warm lapping of his skillful appendage. Devouring her, his nose pressed into her cheek while he took hold of either side of her face. He angled her to better fit his desire, which for this moment was to kiss her senseless but would soon grow into more.

Okoye came to rest her hands on his forearms and raised onto her toes to move closer to him, though, her slight increase in elevation did little to make up for their difference in height. The giddiness she’d felt as he’d spun her in the air, exploded in her chest, working in tandem with his mouth to deprive her of oxygen. Breaking apart from him when the need became too great, she panted and gazed into his eyes.

The lust that gleamed within their depths caused her skin to flush further against the cool patters of precipitation that fell on her. She was interested in where that look of his could lead, but didn’t want their frolic in the rain to end just yet.

“Put those thoughts on hold,” she teased, tickled by the slight pout that graced his lips. “I want to show you what I used to do as a kid whenever it rained.”

Attuma thought their time could be better spent unclothed while in the privacy of their home, but followed as she led him farther into the downpour. Having no other choice, he took the time to appreciate the sensation of the cold water on his flesh. He lifted his face to the sky much the way she had upon arriving outside, but, unlike her, he opened his mouth, catching as much of the rain as he could. The rebreathers that covered his gills kept him oxygenated, but maintaining the moisture of his mouth was imperative for his comfort.

“Here’s a good one,” Okoye declared, drawing Attuma’s attention back to her.

In front of them, in the soil, was a puddle of epic proportions. Had Okoye still been a small child, it surely would have reached to her knees. Her height what it currently was, the accumulated fluid would more likely rise to her ankles. Either way, it would perfectly serve her aim.

Before Attuma could inquire as to what the pool of water was good for, Okoye left his side. She leaped into the air, landing in the puddle’s center. The resulting splash from her touch down drenched the bottoms of his pants in muddy rainwater. Cackling, she continued to jump in place, but the fluid merely rippled, not splattering as far as it initially had.

Astonished, once again by her actions, Attuma watched dumbfounded while she went on to kick what was left of the liquid, splashing about in the rain.

When she finally stopped, satisfied with the juvenile chaos she had sown, she turned to face him, and giggled at what she found. The sweatpants he adored were mucky and plastered to his skin while his brows twisted in confusion.

“When I was younger, I would beg my parents to take me outside to play in the rain. Most times they would, but, when they didn’t, I would sneak out and go off on my own,” she smiled affectionately at the memories. “I always got caught on the way back in and was punished, not only for going out without permission, but also muddying up my clothes.”

“Yes, much the way you soiled mine,” he grumbled, crossing his arms on his chest.

“Yup,” Okoye responded proudly. Stepping out of what remained of the puddle, she approached him and placed her hands on his forearms. Lifting to peck his nose, she said, a smile in her voice, “At least I’m not going to force you to make mud pies with me.” At the scrunch of said nose, she continued, “I promise to make it up to you.”

The heat that infused her eyes placated him (and halted his questions regarding what “mud pies” were) as he took her hand to begin their stroll back home.

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» Dom!Okoye + Sub!Attuma || Attoye Prompt Drabbles || Master List « » On His Knees #2 — Continuation of Time limit «

The meeting had been tedious, and, in his opinion, had not necessitated the several hours that it had taken. Time had felt as though it was moving backwards, Attuma’s thoughts wandering to Okoye—the taste of her pussy and sound of her moans at the forefront—while K’uk’ulkan and the Wakandan elders had reviewed how the treaty between their two nations faired.

From what he’d grasped, in his few moments of attentiveness, trade and commerce were thriving. As was the exchange of military training, as Namora had graciously reported on both their behalf. The main complaint of the Wakandan elders had been the inability of their citizens to fully explore Talokan, the way the Talokanil had been able to with Wakanda. This had been when Princess Shuri had begun her presentation regarding the deep diving suit she’d been perfecting for that exact purpose. At this, Attuma’s attention had again faded out, his mistress and what she had in store for him that evening his main concern.

Presently, entering her home, he was disappointed to find the front room empty. He knew Okoye was a busy woman, but had hoped to find her awaiting his arrival—the plea he’d made to her earlier that afternoon fresh on his mind. Closing the door behind him, he used his enhanced hearing to listen for movement in the house, but heard none. He concluded that he was indeed alone and made for the kitchen. A glass of water was in order as he planned for how to occupy his time until she returned.

Dinner was the idea that came to mind. Maybe if he had one of her favorites ready and waiting for her, she would deem him a good boy and fulfill his desire, using him until multiple orgasms had been wrung from her body and he’d spilled every drop of semen from his. Propelled by the notion, he drained the glass he’d filled and made for the refrigerator.

He’d been about to open its door when a weight crashed into him, pinning him to its vibranium surface. He made to fight back but stilled when Okoye’s scent invaded his senses. The lavender infused in the products she favored wafted heavier around him, joining the exquisite discomfort of her wrenching his right arm up behind his back in hardening his dick. She pressed her left hand over his—interlacing their fingers beside his face, in his line of sight—and growled into his ear.

“Did you think I wouldn’t notice?”

“Notice what?” He ventured, the tremble in his voice mirroring the fine tremors that racked his body.

“Don’t play naïve,” Okoye demanded.

Her teeth sank into his earlobe, the sting coaxing a whimper from his throat as his knees buckled. The chuckle she huffed into his ear afterward furthered his delicious agony, the slight humiliation bringing a flush to his cheeks.

“I was doing laundry when I discovered several particular items missing.”

His mouth gaped open; his eyes held captive by the movement of her left hand. She’d unentwined their fingers to glide the tips of hers along his forearm. His abdomen tightened at the light tickle, anxious but yearning for what she would do next.    

“Are you stealing from me, Attuma?” The bite of her nails on the back of his hand caused his hips to shift, humping against the refrigerator’s door. “Good boys don’t steal from their mistress.” Her words were punctuated by the drag of her manicure down his flesh. While the pain she inflicted had his cock pulsing and pleading for attention, her reprimand stopped the motion of his pelvis.

He made to beg her forgiveness, but she halted his words with the thrust of her fingers into his mouth. She worked the digits between his lips, gliding them over his tongue as she continued speaking.

“I hope you enjoyed that little romp with the refrigerator because that’s all the action your dick will be getting tonight.”

He groaned, around her fingers, in protest, eyebrows raised as he attempted to plead with his eyes.

“Not a fucking word,” she sternly instructed, removing her hand from his face. She wiped her fingers dry on his shirt before stepping away from him, releasing the hold she had on his right arm. The sound of her heels, which should’ve signaled him prior to her attack, were loud against the tile of the kitchen floor.

His eyes downcast, he turned toward her, taking note of how the shoes elongated her legs and made the lingerie she wore that much more appealing on her luscious frame. He hadn’t had the time to observe all its details, unwilling to incur her further wrath with his direct stare, but saw that ribbons covered her breasts. He longed to untie them with his teeth as he worshipped her body, but knew he wouldn’t get the opportunity with punishment at the center of her plans for the evening.

“Follow me.” The resumed clicking of her heels accompanied her command.

Attuma moved to step after her, but the statement she uttered next stayed his feet.

“That is not how a good boy begins his penance.”

Silencing his moan of arousal, he dropped into a kneel, the thud reverberating up his thighs while he risked a look at her retreating back. He was teased by the flutter of the gauzy fabric that barely covered her thong-clad ass. Crawling on his hand and knees, he trailed behind her, eyes never leaving the rhythmic sway of her hips.

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» Domestic!Attoye || Attoye Prompt Drabbles || Master List « » Domestic Establishment #2 — Continuation of We need more room «

The scan Okoye had performed with her Kimoyo Beads had informed her that none of the bones in her foot had been broken, but the throbbing, which had just begun to settle down after five minutes of icing, had her doubting those results. On a positive note, her ears had finally stopped ringing. Instead of crying and shrieking at deafening decibels, her boys both sat happily in their highchairs. They babbled at one another as they ate the food, she’d hobbled back and forth in the kitchen to prepare for them.

They were the only babies she’d ever seen who ate everything placed in front of them without fuss or delay. They inherited their father’s appetite, she thought to herself, smiling as she remembered the antics she’d witnessed, as a teen, when her younger cousins had fought and cried, throwing food about because they didn’t want to eat. That could never be her boys. The most they did was bang their little plates, demanding more.

Her amusement with her sons’ stomachs was interrupted with the entrance of her husband and daughter. Uproarious laughter came from the pair, Attuma tickling Naleli as the girl snorted and begged him to stop, that was until he took note of the ice pack Okoye had placed on her foot, the limb elevated on the seat in front of her. Naleli, following her father’s eyes, also glanced at her, cackle stopping short.

“What has happened, my love?” Attuma asked over their daughter’s, “Are you okay, mom?” Attuma unhanded the girl, and she promptly made her way to her mother, engulfing Okoye in a hug.

“I’m okay, sweetie. My foot just had a run in with your brother’s highchair. It hurts, but the pain is fading.”

“Oh, okay,” Naleli smiled, “Should I kiss it to make it better,” the preteen joked, eyes bright in good humor.

As always, Okoye’s heart melted, everything within her chest turning to mush, when confronted with the adorableness of one of her children. Naleli had taken after her father, his dimples carved into each of her cheeks and creating the sweetest, most charming expression whenever she smiled. Okoye was hard-pressed to deny that face anything, but had learned early on that allowing her daughter’s every whim would lead to ruin.  

“That won’t be necessary,” she answered, wiggling her fingers into Naleli’s abdomen. The girl giggled then jumped back out of Okoye’s reach.

“What you can do for me is take your brothers into the living room so that your father and I can talk.”

That piqued Attuma’s curiosity—drawing his attention from his sons, who both had begun gurgling and vying for his focus, while attempting to climb from their highchairs, from the moment he’d arrived. Placing the boys, who’d been climbing all over his person, on the ground, to their loud protests, he sat in a chair he moved adjacent to Okoye.

“Let’s go Eloy and Taavi. It sounds like dad might be in trouble,” Naleli threw over her shoulder as she dragged her toddling brothers out of the room.

Attuma snorted, but turned soft eyes on Okoye, faking a pout when he asked, “Am I in trouble, my love? What can I do to win your favor?”

Okoye gave him a hard look, glaring briefly and crossing her arms before sighing deeply to relax her face and limbs. She rolled her eyes, sighing again, unhappily.

“You were right,” she finally admitted. “We need more room. We have to move now, sooner rather than later.”

“I was right? It is not often that I hear such from your lips.” He leaned back in his seat, smug as he moved her foot from its perch on the chair to rest on his lap. He removed the ice pack to scrutinize the damage that had been done. He noticed several of her toes were swollen, but was satisfied that she was able to move them without difficulty.

“It doesn’t hurt as much,” she supplied, watching while he began to massage the rest of her foot.

“Does this have something to do with your sudden acceptance?”

“Yes, that and having to climb over your gigantic furniture and all the kids’ stuff in order to get across a room. The house is always a mess, and I can’t organize anything because there isn’t room for everything! We just need more space!”

Attuma increased the strength of his kneading, silently urging Okoye to calm.

“While I never want you hurt, I am pleased that you have finally agreed with me, especially as I have commissioned architects from both our nations to collaborate on the design of our new home.”