Summary: He is Talokan’s strongest warrior, but in your arms, he is simply a man in love.
The ocean buzzed with life around you, a beautiful song of currents and waves.
The bioluminescent glow of Talokan pulsed in the distance, illuminating the deep dark with hues of blue and green.
You swam through the water with ease, your body moving in sync with the gentle push and pull of the tide.
But you were not alone.
You never were.
Attuma followed behind, a silent force of nature, his presence as steady as the ocean itself. You had grown used to his quiet watch, his eyes always on you.
He was not a man of words, but he did not need them, not when his actions spoke volumes.
Still, you longed for more. More than protection.
As you reached a coral ledge overlooking the vast, endless abyss of the deep, you turned to him. “Do you ever wonder what it would be like to live on the surface?”
His answer was immediate and quick, it left no doubt. “No.”
You huffed, crossing your arms. “Of course you don’t.”
He tilted his head slightly, the smallest hint of amusement in his gaze. “And you?”
“I used to,” you admitted, letting your fingers touch the glowing tendrils of a nearby sea flower. “But not anymore.”
Attuma’s powerful frame remained still, his trident gripped loosely in one hand. “Why?”
A man of few words indeed.
You hesitated. “Because there is nothing for me up there. Not anymore.”
Silence stretched between you, thick with unspoken words. Attuma had known you long enough to understand what you left unsaid, that Talokan had become your home.
That he had become your home.
His voice was quiet when he spoke again. “You have not said this before.”
You turned fully to him, your heart pounding in the silence that followed. “Maybe I was waiting for you to ask.”
A shadow passed over his face, something conflicted, something restrained.
Attuma was strong and fierce, a warrior who did not fear battle, but when it came to matters of the heart, he was careful and guarded.
And yet, his actions had always told you the truth.
The way he placed himself between you and any threat, even when you were not in danger.
The way his hand would hover near yours in the dark, so close you could feel the warmth of him but never quite touching.
The way he always knew when you were tired, when you were restless, when you were sad, and he would stay near, saying nothing, but making sure you never faced it alone.
But you wanted to hear him say it.
“Attuma,” you said, your voice soft but firm. “I need to know. Do I mean something to you?”
His jaw clenched, his grip tightening on the trident. “You are important to Talokan.”
You sighed, shaking your head. “That’s not what I asked.”
His eyes darkened his entire body tense. It was as if he were preparing for battle as if the very idea of expressing his feelings was more terrifying than any war.
“Say it,” you whispered, moving closer. “If you feel nothing for me, tell me, and I will never ask again.”
Silence.
The weight of the ocean pressed around you, thick with anticipation.
“I have no words for what I feel.” His voice was rough, edged with frustration as if the confession itself was being pulled from him. “Not in a way you would understand.”
Your breath hitched, your heart aching at the struggle in his eyes. “Then show me.”
Attuma did not hesitate.
He closed the distance between you in an instant, his strong arms wrapping around you, pulling you against his solid chest. The warmth of his skin burned through the cool of the water, his hold determined, possessive. His forehead pressed against yours, his breath shallow, unsteady.
“I have been yours since the moment you stepped into the sea,” he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. “You are in my thoughts when I wake. You are the last thing I think of before I sleep. When you are near, I am at peace. When you are far, I feel the absence like a wound.”
Your eyes stung with emotion, your fingers clutching at him. “Attuma…”
“I have never needed words,” he admitted, his hand rising to cup your face, his touch gentle. “But if you need to hear them, then know this, I would burn the surface world to ash before I let it take you from me.”
A shiver ran through you, not from fear, but from the raw, unfiltered devotion in his voice.
“You do not need to,” you whispered, pressing your hands against his chest. “Because I am not leaving. Not now, not ever.”
Without another word, his hand move to the back of your neck, tilting your head up, his lips crashing against yours.
The kiss was deep, all-consuming, a declaration in itself.
There was nothing hesitant about it.
Attuma kissed you the way he fought, with purpose, with strength, with everything.
His hands tightened around you, pulling you impossibly closer, as if afraid you would slip through his fingers like the tide.
But you had no intention of ever letting go.
When he finally pulled back, his forehead pressed to yours once more. “You are mine,” he murmured, the words sending a shiver through you. “As I am yours.”
You smiled, resting your hands on his shoulders. “That wasn’t so hard to say, was it?”
He huffed, the smallest smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “Do not ask me to repeat it.”
You laughed softly, threading your fingers through his. “Then don’t make me doubt it.”
Attuma tightened his grip, his gaze dark with promise. “I will never give you a reason to.”
And with that, you allowed the silent tide between you to finally break and pull you into something deeper than the ocean itself.
~Masterlist~
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Summary: Attuma thought he was nothing more than a shadow in your life, unworthy of love.
The ocean had always been your home, the currents weaving through your hair like threads of silk.
The glow of bioluminescent coral casting shadows along your shimmering tail, yes, this was your home.
You belonged to the sea, but you had never belonged to anyone until him.
Attuma.
He had been watching you for longer than you knew, his presence like the steady pulse of the ocean.
A silent protector, a shadow in the depths, always lingering at a distance just beyond your reach.
You had felt him before you ever fully saw him. The weight of his gaze, the careful way he followed, the way the ocean itself seemed to still in his presence.
And when you had seen him, when your eyes first met his, something inside you had shifted, as inevitable as the tide.
But he never spoke to you.
Not once.
Instead, he remained in the background, watching, waiting, ensuring your safety without ever stepping forward. You could feel his hesitation, his restraint, and it confused you.
Attuma was fearless in battle, a warrior of unmatched talent, yet when it came to you, he kept himself at a distance, as if you were something fragile, something he had no right to touch.
And it was that very distance that made you ache for him all the more.
Tonight, you sat on a smooth rock beneath the glowing kelp forests of Talokan.
Your tail curled beneath you, the scales catching the glow of the sea as you spoke softly to the one person who had been willing to listen to your heartache.
Namor.
“I do not wish to leave,” you said, voice gentle but firm. “I wish to stay in Talokan.”
The King regarded you with an unreadable expression. “And you are certain?”
“Yes.” Your gaze flickered, searching the waters beyond the glowing reef, wondering if he was near, watching. “There is someone here, someone I do not wish to be apart from.”
Namor exhaled, his head tilting slightly. “And does this person know?”
Your lips pressed together. “No.”
A knowing glint entered his eyes. “Then perhaps it is time you tell him.”
You nodded, determination in your voice. “Yes. I will.”
What you did not know was that Attuma had been listening.
He was not close enough to hear your words, but close enough to see you and to watch the way you spoke to Namor with such closeness and comfort.
And it shattered something inside him.
His grip tightened around the shaft of his trident, his heart pounding with something raw and painful.
You were speaking with Namor, Talokan’s king.
You, the most breathtaking creature he had ever laid eyes upon, the one thing in the ocean that made his pulse stutter, the one who had unknowingly trapped his heart from the moment he first saw you swimming through the depths.
And yet, what were you to him?
Nothing.
He was a warrior, a brute, a man who had spent his life in battle, his hands stained with the weight of war. You were beauty itself, a being who moved with the grace of the ocean, whose voice carried like a song through the water. You deserved someone worthy of you. Someone powerful. Someone who wasn't him.
Someone like Namor.
Of course. It made sense now.
You had come to Talokan, and you had found yourself drawn to the king. Attuma had been foolish to think that you would ever visit for him.
He could not bear to watch anymore.
Turning sharply, he swam away, retreating into the shadows where he had always belonged.
When you found him, he was standing on the edge of an undersea ridge. His trident was planted firmly into the sand, his grip tight.
“Attuma.” Your voice was gentle as you approached, but he did not turn.
He had never ignored you before.
A pang of worry struck your chest. “Why have you been avoiding me?”
Silence.
You swam closer, hesitating just a few feet away. “You have watched over me since the moment I arrived in Talokan. But now, when I have something to tell you, you refuse to face me?"
His broad shoulders tensed.
“Look at me.” Your voice wavered, and at last, he turned.
His dark eyes burned with something unreadable, something broken.
“What I feel is of no importance,” he said, his voice rougher than you had ever heard it. “You belong with one greater than me.”
Your breath caught. “What?”
“I see you with him,” he murmured, his gaze lowering, as if ashamed. “With Namor."
Your heart pounded. “Attuma-”
“You deserve more.” His fists clenched. “I am a warrior. A weapon. I was not made to love something as beautiful as you.”
The pain in his voice was unbearable.
Fury and heartbreak warred inside you, your hands trembling as you reached for him. “You fool.”
His gaze snapped to you.
“I was speaking with Namor because I asked to stay in Talokan for the rest of my life. Because I want to be near you.”
Shock flickered across his face. “You-”
“I do not care for Namor more than a friend,” you interrupted, moving closer until there was barely a breath of water between you. “It is you I want. It has always been you."
Attuma did not move. Did not breathe.
Then, before you could say another word, his hands gripped your waist, pulling you against him in a sudden embrace. The warmth of him burned through the water, his strong arms locking around you as if he were afraid you would vanish.
“Say it again,” he murmured, his breath unsteady.
Your fingers pressed against his chest. “I want you, Attuma.”
His lips crashed against yours.
It was raw, consuming, him, it was him, there was no doubt about that. All of his emotions and hidden feelings poured into a kiss.
His hands tangled in your hair, his grip firm but reverent, as if he still could not believe you were real.
When he finally pulled back, his forehead pressed against yours, his voice barely above a whisper. “I have wanted you for so long.”
You smiled, brushing your fingers along his jaw. “Then don’t let me go.”
His grip tightened. “Never.”
You kne, you had found where you truly belonged.
With him.
~Masterlist~
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Summary: Finding a job on an isolated island in the middle of nowhere was your introverted dream come true. Little did you know what was lurking in the ocean.
Attuma's head was the only thing out of the water, the rest of his body stayed hidden in the deep blue.
His eyes followed her as she walked along the beach.
She was new.
He saw the ship which dropped her off. He assumes she was the new keeper of the lighthouse.
He watched as she looked around the small island.
Attuma had seen many humans come and go from this very island. He was tasked to keep an eye on it as it was rather close to Talokan and Kukulkan wanted someone to have an eye out.
Attuma was sure no human knew about their city, nor were they looking for it, their presence on the small island in the middle of the water was way simpler.
To keep the ground managed and the lighthouse in shape.
Attuma checked the house and the light many many times. It was nothing but an old device, it wasn't looking under the water, not trying to find vibranium or anything.
A simple lighthouse to show sailors the way.
This was the first time Attuma had seen a woman on the island.
He scared off or killed many people on the island. Attuma needed to keep his home safe and when the humans got bored, they started to look. He couldn't have that.
Attuma assumed she would be just as easy to deal with.
He soon left, heading back to his home to report to Kukulkan.
---
You really thought this would be worse.
But your introverted self jumped on the opportunity as soon as you heard that you could work all on your own, on a lonely island in the middle of nowhere?
Sounds like a dream?
No? To you it did.
Alone with an easy job and a good salary.
You would get weekly supplies sent to you with a ship.
Sounded like a dream.
But you could also clearly see the red flags. First of all, the sailor who just dropped you off mentioned that you were the fifth that summer.
Meaning four people before you took the job and then left or worse.
You tried to joke that perhaps a shark took the others, but when you saw the look in his eyes... your smile fell.
The island looked nice, the lighthouse was also in rather good shape, and the small house next to it will be your home for a couple of months. Hopefully.
You thanked the man who showed you around before he headed back to his boat. With basic knowledge and some internet connection, you felt ready for the job.
"Be careful about storms! Out here they are very harsh! I suspect one of the kids before you must have been taken by a wave. Don't leave the house, nothing's worth your life." he said before getting on his boat and leaving.
You could say he was a grumpy old man.
But he had experience and you knew you had to listen to him.
And you did.
---
"All surface dwellers are dangerous! We must be cautious about her. As my general, I trust you the most to watch her. As long as you deem necessary." Kukulkan nodded at Attuma who agreed with the decision.
He will keep an eye on the woman.
He had been watching her for days now. Day and night, Attuma watched her closely trying to figure out her real purpose.
As one night fell, Attuma felt braver than before as he emerged from the water.
Studying her for days, he knew her routine. A simple routine, easy to remember.
Since Kukulkan didn't deem the woman to be killed, Attuma wanted more information which he can present to his King.
Attuma walked quietly but with precision. He found the door unlocked and entered slowly, hearing soft snores coming from inside he was more confident that she was asleep.
He walked around the small house but found nothing of interest only her personal belongings, books, clothes, and a laptop.
He then walked to the bedroom. He had been in that house before. Once he took a man from the bed into the ocean.
The man had been looking underwater, mumbling about people he saw in the water. He was a danger.
Attuma watched her sleep soundly.
She looked very comfortable and calm. She was completely unaware of the danger right in front of her.
Attuma watched her for a moment before heading out again.
Reporting back to his King the next morning.
Kukulkan was still not convinced and Attuma was sent back to watch her.
---
You, completely unaware of the attention, continued your job as you were supposed to.
Two weeks now have passed and the old man arrived with your food for the upcoming week. As usual he made no effort to chat, he dropped off your food and necessities before getting back on his ship with the list you handed him of things you would need.
But you were okay with it. He doesn't have to talk with you if he doesn't want to.
You were back in your routine.
Another couple days passed. And it seemed like the wonder of being alone started to wear off.
Not even the fact that you missed human interaction, you missed the shops.
You would kill for some Burger King right about now, but all you had is the lasagna you prepared yesterday or some ice cream. That did sound rather amazing right now.
You let out a sigh and decided to check the snack drawer.
With a twix in hand, you went out to the porch and sat down.
For a couple of days now, you have been getting a feeling. As if you were being watched.
You were sure it was only your imagination and your secluded lifestyle at the moment which was getting to you.
---
Attuma watched you closely for the entire time. Watching you as you walked around the island, cleaning, planting new flowers, cleaning the lighthouse, and making sure it functions.
He watched you sleep. He found himself spending more and more time watching your sleeping form.
He was certain you weren't a threat. Not to Talokan, not to him, and not to anyone else.
You must be a gentle soul.
A beautiful and gentle soul.
Attuma never felt so conflicted in his entire life. He wanted nothing more than to talk to you, get to know you. And yet, here he was, a warrior, a general under Kukulkan. A man who never lost their vision of the most important thing, keeping Talokan safe.
In his mind, he knew what he was doing is wrong. He knew that his bravery in walking onto land even during the day was a great risk. He knew all of this and yet, his heart told him other things.
His heart told him to look after this precious woman, to keep her in his arms.
He never felt so uncertain in his entire life.
Sometimes he forgot that even if he was a general, a friend of Kukulkan, a warrior, he was also a man.
A man who lived a long life and has an even longer in front of him.
A man who never craved for a woman more than he is craving now.
But he knew it was wrong. He knew he must not have these feelings.
He knew he needed to find a solution.
Each day, he reported to Kukulkan. Each day he told him he was convinced the woman was no threat. But he feared his King might stop his investigation. Attuma feared he wouldn't be able to see you again.
"Thank you brother. You have been watching her for many days now. You may go back to your duties."
"I do wish to keep an eye on her still. If we send someone they might get seen." Attuma's reasoning was correct. Kukulkan however, sensed something else.
"Is she a warrior?"
"No, she tends to the gardens and feeds the seagulls. Sometimes he feeds the fish."
"Is she dangerous?"
"Certainly not. One of our weakest could take her down in a matter of minutes."
"Then why do you insist on watching her?" Kukulkan wasn't mad, he was more intrigued. He has never seen her brother like this.
"In case it is all an act. In case she communicates with others so they could find Talokan. I think it would be best if I watch her, in case my fears are correct and we need to jump into action." again, Attuma's reasoning was spot on. But something didn't feel right to the King.
"Did you perhaps grow some form of attachment?"
"Of course not, she is but a surface dweller." it almost hurt for him to say those words.
Kukulkan watched his brother closely, even if his people thought him to be a God, he was blinded by his rage and hatred. However, he would never want his brother to suffer.
"Keep an eye on her then. If what you assume is true, kill her. I don't require daily reports from now, weekly should be enough." Attuma nodded before he swam off.
Kukulkan watched Attuma leave, trying to hide his smile behind his hand.
---
That night, there was a terrible storm. Thankfully it hit after you already were done with your chores so you could hide inside the house.
You looked out the window but you weren't able to see much.
However, you swore you saw a head in the water.
You panicked. What if someone was drifted from a ship?
You grabbed your jacket and headed out into the storm.
There was thunder, the wind was crazy as you looked at the beach and the water.
"Hello?!" you yelled, trying to stay on the sand as the water raged. "Is someone there?! I can help you!" but no answer came and you saw no one. Slowly you walked a bit further, the ocean hitting your ankles. "IS SOMEONE THERE?!" you yelled from the top of your lungs. Trying to see the person you believe you saw again but the rain didn't help.
"HELLO?!" you tried once more.
You decided to head back but on your way a huge wave hit and you lost your balance, the water quickly dragged you in and soon, you were panicking.
You knew it was not helping, you tried to swim but you couldn't because the waves were too big. Then you were thrown against a rock and you hit your head. You were in and out of consciousness.
But you swore you felt a hand and an arm moving around you.
---
You woke up with a start and a terrible headache.
You swore you have been in the water, you should be dead but then why were you inside the house in your bed?!
Was it all a dream?
No. The little bump on your head said otherwise.
You tried to recall just how you managed to get back on shore and into the house but you couldn't.
Was it the adrenaline that kicked in?
You weren't sure.
You remember heading out to the beach because you thought you saw a head, trying to save the person you were taken in by a huge wave and nearly drowned. But you didn't.
How?
---
"You saved her." Kukulkan looked at his general, Attuma failed to notice the mischief in his King's eyes.
"She was drowning," Kukulkan smirked.
"You like her, Attuma. Just admit it."
"My King, I would never... a surface dweller? Unheard of."
"Not really. We do have people who were once living on the surface, you know that. Good and loyal people. And you did say she is a kind person."
"My King, Kukulkan I-"
"You must be torn, my brother. Having feelings like that must take a toll on a person even as strong as you are. But I have been told love is a stronger driver than hate. If she chooses so, she can live with you here." Attuma was stunned.
"Y-You approve of her?"
"She must be special if she caught your eyes, Brother." Kukulkan nodded as he felt as if a huge weight just got lifted off of his shoulders.
But it was put right back on when he realized he will have to know someone speak with you without scaring you.
He also didn't want to scare you so you would run and he would need to kill you before you could reveal his secret.
He couldn't help but recall the worry in your voice yesterday. How you called out for someone who you thought needed help. It almost lead to your demise. But at least he got to see you up close.
Attuma bowed to his King before leaving.
Now, somehow he had to come up with a plan and not scare you in the meantime.
---
You stood on the beach, looking at the water, trying to see something, anything.
You walked around the island at least three times now, trying to find the person you saw.
But now, you started to believe you were imagining things.
You went on with your routine but then something weird happened. Bones started to appear on the beach. You stood there utterly confused as to just how did a shark's skull end up on your beach? Only the skull as well, no body or other bones. Just a skull in the sand.
You were truly baffled.
And over the upcoming days, you found more and more bones.
Sea creature skulls and one time even an emerald necklace. It was a small emerald gem on a gold necklace.
It confused you more than the skulls did.
---
You let out a long sigh, as night soon arrived, you went back to your routine, turning the light on before walking back down the stairs.
As you turned around the house to put away your broom in the small shed at the back, you nearly tripped over when you saw a man standing there.
It was no ordinary man either. He had a shark skull on his head, weird clothes and blue skin.
Could it be that he was the man you saw last night?
You just stood there too stunned to say something. He was also clearly caught off guard.
"Do you live here?" you asked, assuming he lived on the island but he shook his head. He spoke in a language you couldn't understand. "Are you... injured?" he shook his head again, no, so he clearly understood you, so he must speak your language. Then you decided the best way to deal with this was by turning around and heading back inside the house.
As you turned the corner you turned back and looked at him still standing there.
So he wasn't your imagination.
Cool.
Or not?
You went into the house and sat down, looking at the door you tried to make sense of things. Then you heard the man walk onto the porch and the door opened slowly, he looked huge in the doorway. Not only tall but muscular as well.
You were sure he was there to kill you. Now you knew what happened to the others before you.
As he took a step inside you stood up from the chair.
"I won't tell anyone, I promise! But they will send more people if I disappear! They will look for me." you knew no one would care, but he didn't have to know that.
"Won't hurt you." he suddenly said and you didn't know if it scared you more or calmed you a little.
There was something about his voice which you found incredibly charming. A slight ring to it, like a melody.
You found it strange how someone so huge and blue and covered in bones could be so calming.
"Then what do you want? Are you the ones who left the bones on the beach?" he nodded once, the jewellery around him chiming at the movement. "Why?" you asked, voice barely above a whisper.
"Gifts. Talokan women like gifts from strong men, the most impressive gift will decide who can court the woman."
"Talokan? Is that your home?" he nodded again. "Hold on just a moment! Hold on! So, you live in the ocean? In Talokan? Are you the one who killed the people before me?"
"Couldn't trust them. Talokan's safety is the priority."
"So, you killed them, but you are leaving me gifts to court me?! I must be dreaming. This cannot be real... A blue man from the sea is trying to court me?! You must be joking!"
"I'm not. I would be a good partner to you. I'm a general under the King, I am loyal, a great warrior."
The way he looked dead serious, you must be dreaming.
This cannot be real.
You refused to believe that this was real.
You needed to pinch yourself, you must be dreaming, or last night, you died at this was your purgatory.
"Yesterday, you saved me?"
"You were drowning. I helped."
"You were the one I saw in the water, I went to help you and a big wave took me in. I was drowning, and what you put me back to bed?"
"Indeed."
"I-I need time to think."
Attuma understood, he handed you a shell. "Place this in the water and call for me, I am Attuma. I will come to you as soon as I can." and with that, he walked out of the house, you rushed to the door and watched him walk back into the ocean.
You were truly going mad.
The next day, you found yourself sitting on the sand, watching the water, you tried to gather your thoughts.
So, he was an underwater... man? He has been watching you because he is a general and has to protect his home. Okay... He killed the people before you because they were a threat to his people. Okay... And he wanted to court you... Like what?!
Was this some kind of a sick joke? No the man who drops off your food is not the pranking type.
So, it had to be real. But even the thought of people living underwater sent a shiver down your spine. But it did make a lot of sense. Androids, aliens, wizards and now, water-people. Why not?
You had a feeling your fate would be sealed if you tried to contact anyone about them. You had a feeling you would be dead in a matter of seconds if you tried to. Now it made sense why you felt as if someone was watching you all the time. He was monitoring you so he could report if you had done something.
You weren't going to lie, this all sounded extremely intriguing. You found Attuma to be very interesting, the mystery of it all.
He was huge and you could tell he was a great warrior but his eyes were so kind and soft.
The gifts he left you, were all intricately picked, cleaned and placed in the sand for you to find. You wondered how could you show him that you were interested. Flowers? Maybe not.
You held the shell which he handed you yesterday.
"Attuma." you whispered before letting it into the water, you watched as it was taken away. Soon, he started to walk out of the water.
"Did you make up your mind?" he asked and you nodded. "Then please, let my torture end with an answer."
"I would like to get to know you better." you said as he stood in front of you.
You watched as his posture became more straight. His lungs filled with confidence. The mask on his face hides his smile.
"But I am terrified of water." this made him stop in his tracks. "Deep water, of which you can't see the bottom of. Scares me to no end."
"Why?"
"When I was young, my grandma took me to the ocean one summer. I wandered in too far and nearly drowned. Ever since that day, I am terrified of deep water."
"Then I will help you."
"I know how to swim, I just..."
"I'll help you. I won't let you drown." he said as he took the mask off his face and guided it to your face.
With that, he helped you into the water, you clung to him like a baby koala would to their mother.
The mask did help you breathe normally which you were thankful for.
"I will help you get comfortable in the water. Then, we will work from there."
"Thank you." you watched as his skin changed from blue to a gorgeous brown, it made you smile. Now, you could see his face without the mask and he was rather handsome.
You swam around a lot that day, to the point where you got rather tired. Attuma had to carry you back to the house.
It became somewhat of a routine for him. You cleaned up the island as you normally would, water your plants before he would take you on swimming lessons.
He was a really good teacher.
He told you what to do and never pushed you further than you were willing to go.
Even if you were shaking with fear, you still wanted to learn. At least it gave something for you to do and look forward to.
Each day you got more and more used to having him around. Each passing day, you started to see him for who he was, not the scary blue water man but Attuma.
He talked a lot about his home and his people. He shared the story of his people with you, how ancient his society was and how they survived for so long.
He talked about his king, Kukulkan, Attuma said he was like a brother to him.
You also told him about yourself. Telling him about your family and how you grew up and how you ended up in the middle of the ocean. Oh how glad he was that you two met.
One rather cold morning, you stood on the beach, waiting for him but he was late.
He was never late.
You were worried something might have happened.
You spent all day on the beach, worried sick.
You only headed back when the rain started.
You sat on the porch, watching the water, but soon, it got dark.
You were very worried but you needed to head inside or you might catch a cold.
The next morning, you did the same, sitting on the sand just waiting and waiting. But somehow, he didn't come.
Now, you were angry-worried.
"FINE! THEN DON'T COME! AS IF I CARE!" you yelled before you kicked the sand and headed to get some work done.
Occasionally glancing at the water, but nothing.
You sat once again on the porch, bouncing your leg up and down.
The sun was at it's highest point and you were already finished. You cleaned more than you should have. In your last desperate attempt, you walked to the beach and collected shells, sending them into the water one by one. After you sent the fifth you noticed someone emerging from the water. You watched him as he just stood there, a shell in your hand.
"Are you hurt?" he asked as you could see his eyes checking you. You threw the shell at him, it bounced off of his chest and back into the water.
"Where were you?!"
"I was-"
"Do you know how worried I was?!"
"I-"
"I was worried sick! I thought something happened! And then you come waltzing out of the water as if nothing happened?!"
"Waltzing? What's th-"
"How dare you! Do you know what you did to me?!" a tear ran down your face. "I was so worried, I thought you got hurt or worse!"
"We had some issues with Wakanda. I'm sorry. Kukulkan needed me, Talokan needed me." he spoke as he walked closer to you.
"I needed you." you said before hugging him.
Attuma didn't even realize just how attached you got to him, while he knew he was already in love with you, he failed to realize that you share similar feelings.
It was hard for him to stay away from you. But he needed to, he would think about you every given moment. Even as he was fighting all he could think about was you.
"I missed you too." he admitted as his arms moved around you. He had to mind his own strength.
"I want to go with you, live with you. Like the people you told me about."
"Would you really? You want to live with me?"
"Of course, the last almost two days without you made me realize just how much I love you, Attuma. I want to go with you, live with you, marry you. I want you, if you will have me." He removed his mask and leaned down, capturing your lips with his in a soft kiss.
"I will prepare everything, My Love. Tomorrow, I'll come and get you, in case you change your mind-"
"I won't." you reassure him as you both smiled at one another.
Attuma has never swam faster than on that day, going straight to his brother to tell him the news who was happy for him.
They got a fruit prepared and both went to you the next day.
"This is my king, Kukulkan." said Attuma as he introduced you two. "And my king, this is the woman who captured my heart."
"Welcome to Talokan. Your turning might be painful, but it is necessary so you can come and live with us."
"I'm prepared for the pain because I know happiness awaits me." you smiled at Kukulkan as he nodded.
"My brother chose well." he handed you a blue flower and you took a deep breath. Kukulkan turned and left you alone.
Attuma took a step closer to you as he watched you with careful eyes.
"I will miss the flowers."
"You can come visit when you wish."
"For sure, one day I want our children to see the place where we fell in love." Attuma laughed a little and you offered him one last smile before taking the plant.
Too embarrassed to asks this off anon, but what does Attuma think about pregnancy sex? I mean he would absolutely spoil wifey during her whole pregnancy and it can increase libido, but would he be into that?
oh don’t be embarrassed ! attuma would love pregnant sex thinking about round you are carrying his child. it turns him on thinking how quickly it took to put a baby into you and yes he’d so delicate and he’d be so sweet and caring to deliberately increase libido but he’d be really delicate
