Join us July 14th-20th and celebrate our favorite top: Attuma x Okoye for the second year!
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Warnings: SWEARING, alcohol, light BDSM, light bondage , ennemis to whatever this is , oral sex (f! receiving), sub/dom dynamic, cream pie, whip, mentions of safe word, vaginal sex, unprotected sex (wrap the shlong!) , orgasm, vaginal fingering, Kink, some feelings, murder …
Summary: Okoye had crossed paths with her spy ennemie Attuma several times in her career of thief, always trying to makes her missions a failure, but always managed to escape him…
But this time, nothing will happen as usual…
Little Comment : Here is a little Spy x Thief Attoye AU for @attoye-week ! English isn't my mother tongue so if you see anything wrong tell me! NO MINOR PLEASE
A HUGE THANKS to @chottopoco who corrected my fic !
This is from a lil sumn sumn I whipped up for Day 4: Freestyle. Hope you like it! ♡
Summary: Attuma and Okoye have the day off and they plan to spend it at home, because downtime at the same time is rare.
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"That can't be who I think it is" Attuma mumbled, a sleepy husk controlling the timbre of his voice.
Okoye groaned in response, further hiding in the tent his long flowing hair pitched. "If we remain still they'll have no choice but to accept defeat and leave," she said, nuzzling her face into his neck.
He scoffed incredulously "Leave? Accept defeat? We are talking about Aneka and Nakia.. the very definitions of bullheaded a-"
"Alright Shark-" she cut him off and pulled away to catch his eyes, feigning a warning tone to stave off the laugh that was building in her chest.
It was no secret that Attuma despised anyone who disrupted his rest: especially on days off.
This morning it seemed that he had sharpened his tongue in a way that was much like hers.
But that didn't mean he could speak so freely about her sisters.
Maybe she was corrupting the blue man?..oh well.
"Unless you plan on letting them in they have no other choice" Okoye offered.
Attuma had no rebuttal so he settled back into his pillow with a quiet huff. Okoye chuckled at his antics and began pressing languid kisses against the hollows of his throat. She lazily massaged his scalp in an attempt to lull him back to dreamland. Once again undermining the effects she had on him.
"If you continue that, they'll be running from our door for different reasons." He rasped.
The hand that was stationed at the base of Okoye's spine traveled down and over the curve of her cheeks, until it was settled under, and his palms were full with the cuff of her bare bottom.
"Ah ah!-" She popped his hand and removed it before he was able to try anything further "I am going back to sleep and so are you" muttering under her breath as she turned over and pulled his arm over her chest. She unintentionally wiggled her behind against his groin trying to get comfortable.
Her tortuous actions caused Attuma to clench his eyes shut and mentally curse whoever decided to not only interrupt his slumber but also bestow him with such a sexy sadist. A severe tongue click and mutters of his own were what Okoye heard as she drifted off to sleep.
Attoye Week Day 7: Historical/Gods & Goddesses Moodboard @attoye-week
My take on the Lost Pleiad myth. Okoye is the Lost Sister of the Seven Sisters fame. She ran away with a mortal man and married him. The Gods sent their best Hunter, Attuma, to descend to the realm of the mortals to find Okoye and bring her back to the heavens. At first, she refuses to return with him. But after some time together, they both find common ground and maybe even some affection.
Moodboard dedicated to an amazing story by @siancore
“…She had not seen him in almost five summers, but when he and his convoy arrived for the Great Games, Okoye was shocked (though she should not have been) to see that her childhood playmate was now a man. A tall, regal man. A handsome man. She could scarcely meet Attuma’s eyes when all of the Alliance Kingdom delegates met in the Wakandan Throne Room. She could feel his gaze on her. It made her discreetly fix her clothing and test the temperature of her face. Why was he looking at her with such intensity? They had not spoken in so long.” (Please read their work in anticipation for more to come)