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Sink Into You | Attuma

Summary : Attuma was eager to reunite with you.

Word count : 2.1K

Warnings : Literal Attuma brainrot. No plot just h0rny. Size kink., & brief body worshipping cunnilingus, vaginal fingering, vaginal sex. 18+ ONLY | MINORS DNI

A/N : I have nothing to add just h0rny for this man, and i noticed the lack of content. surly someone wants to bang him. All dialog are in his native tongue, so I put them in brackets to indicate that. If you do like this fic, please, please comment and reblogs. Your support means a lot!

*** DO NOT COPY, REPOST, OR TRANSLATE MY WORKS

A steely arm wrapped around your waist and hauled you back into a firm embrace. Your back flushed against his massive frame, while your face was pressed against the cold, stony wall of your chamber. A gasp escaped from your lips as his large, warm body pressed against yours.

He was already hard and ready to drive himself inside you as he pressed his bulge between your ass cheeks. Arousal seeped out of your folds as Attuma caged you there with his body. Every cell in your body buzzed, lacing with desperation and anticipation.

For a man his size, he had always moved so swiftly and silently, sneaking up on you without even making a sound. Attuma had always been a presence unto himself. The man was built like a seamount–tall and burly with a broad chest, and two massive tree trunks of legs. Every muscle on his body was the result of years of training and honing himself of becoming the best out there. And he knew it.

Oh, Attuma knew the kind of effect he had on people, especially you alright.

His presence had always overwhelmed the space–not only because of how massive he is, but that confident air about him mixed with that smirk on his lips. Every time he caught you watching him a bit too long, he would flash you that cocky smirk of his that tormented your very soul.

You whined out loudly when he slowly and deliberately ground his arousal against your ass, making your pussy clench and unclenched at the emptiness, wishing for him to just fill you up. Your back was flushed against his warm body. Your legs were barely able to support your own weight if it wasn’t for his strong, muscular arm around your waist.

His mouth was on your neck kissing whatever skin he could reach. He was needy for weeks away from you. And every time he returned to you, all that pent-up frustration and adrenaline melded into an insatiable carnal desire that only you can quench.

“[I need you],”. The words rolled off his tongue, coming in hot like magma slithering down your spine and straight into your needy cunt. His breath was hot and humid, brushing against the shell of your ears until heat flooded your body. Your heart was hammering against your ribcage as you could feel his thick fingers stroking along your slipper seam, rubbing and teasing at the small bud. He could feel the way your slick was dripping onto his thick fingers, and he loved every moment of it. He loved the thought of turning you, this beautiful, magnificent woman into a panting mess.

You could only respond with a whine as your eyelids fluttered again when he bucked his hips forward. He barely started with you, and you’ve already felt like you could unravel in his arms. His desire was evident in his thick body, from the way he moved to the way he was watching earlier. It was tangible by just how a look can make your pussy throb to your own frantic heartbeat.

His large hands stroke your body up and down at first as if he was relishing the way your skin feels under his calloused palm. His lips planted kisses on the back of your neck to your shoulders, then downward along your spine until he knelt behind you. His palms were now massaging your ass cheeks, kneading them before placing another kiss on the subtle flesh. He was worshiping you like the goddess that you are, loving and relishing every inch of your skin.

Attuma carefully spread your legs apart, exposing your bare pussy right in his face. He can sense your anxiety seeping out of your skin as you look at him over your shoulder. The uncertainty in your eyes said it all, and without breaking eye contact, he leaned in to place a kiss on your supple skin–a reassuring, gentle gesture that only you were allowed to witness.

Your lover pulled you back by the hips to create enough space for you to slightly lean forward while being supported by the wall. His thumb caressed your pussy lips, stroking them and teasing them until your legs began to shake. A smirk quirked at the corner of his lips before he leaned in and licked at your seam, drawing a shaky breath right out of you as your fingers curled into a fist.

Attuma hummed contently into your throbbing pussy while his tongue worked you, licked and flicked at your sensitive flesh, letting the tip of his tongue push and toy with your clit. He would spread you open, and plunge his thick tongue into your velvety heat, fucking you so slowly and deliberately with shallow thrusts.

His name fell from your lips pathetically, while your hand desperately grabbed at his hair. It seemed to rile something up in his as he devoured you abundantly. You tried desperately to move away, hoping to at least catch a break, but to no avail as his steely arm wrapped tightly around you, holding you in place as he continued his assault upon your senses. He was persistent now with the way he was eating you out, every lick and every thrust of his tongue only bringing you further to the edge until your body can’t take anymore.

Your legs began to shake as your muscles spasmed. You began to clench around his tongue, but Attuma was still going at it until you came, gushing out onto him with a muffled scream, yet he made no move to withdraw himself from you.

“[Please...Attuma...]” you pleaded with him as your body threatened to fall apart as another rapture drew near, but he didn’t answer. Instead, he continued to devour you until you came the 2nd time with his name spilled out from your lips.

You almost collapsed by the way your legs gave out under you if it wasn’t for him. Attuma carefully picked you up and carried you over to his bed, where he gently laid you there. For a man that was capable of destruction, he was careful with you. He knew his strength, but he wasn’t some brute. He knew when to use it.

He smirked as you whined out loud when he spread your legs apart so he could settle himself in between them. Attuma tapped your glistening pussy with the fat, bulbous head of his cock as a warning, which made your thighs twitch.

“[I’m going to fuck you so good that you won’t be able to feel anything else for weeks,]” he told you as he continued to toy with you, rubbing your slit with the head of his cock. Attuma could feel you tensing up as you waited in anticipation.

“[Relax, and let me in, love. I’ve got you,]” he said hoarsely as he slowly pushed the head inside. You bit down on your lips as you felt him easing into you slowly, inch by inch. It was like a slow, desirous torture that burned you from within. Every part of you felt like you were set ablaze by the way he was stretching and filling you. You could feel every groove and every vein of his thick cock, spreading you and stretching you so overwhelmingly that it made your head hurt.

Attuma was holding on to the last bit of his rationality as you squeezed him so tightly that it felt almost like choking. You were a slight little thing compared to him, yet you had always held more power than you realize–a dangerous power in fact. Aside from the Feathered Serpent God himself, no others had control over him, except you, which made you the most dangerous woman around.

His arms bulged as he held his weight aloft. His abdomen muscles strained tightly as he pumped his thick cock in and out of you. His expression tauted with lust. His deep brown eyes stared at you with a devastating combination of needs and determination that made every nerve in your body come alive.

“[You’re so tight. You need to relax more,]” he said as he brought his thick fingers down to the space where you joined and began to rub at your bud. You whined at the sensation. Because you were stretched out wide and tight just to accommodate him. Your clit was practically fully exposed, swollen, and more aroused than you have ever imagined.

Attuma sank into you deeper, pushing in shallow, rapid thrusts that made you whine and mewled and beg. He grunted deeply in his chest as his fingers dug into your hips, relishing the way you were sucking him in and swallowing him so tightly. Strings of incoherent words fell from his lips the more he moved. He could feel your wall begin to flutter around him, and Attuma couldn’t help but begin to pound into you, pumping in hard with determination. Noise no longer came out of you as everything inside your lungs was being fucked out of you.

Every flex of his thighs brought in a power surge of his hips into you. He was impossibly deep and impossibly hard. His heavy balls smacked against your ass repeatedly. It was too much and too overwhelming that you began to feel that tight coil that rested in the pit of your stomach growing again.

“[I’m coming…]” you managed to utter the words in between your panting as your eyes rolled to the back of your head.

Attuma grinned. He spread your legs wider to allow himself to sink deeper inside you. Every thrust forward felt like he was rearranging your inside. You started wailing mindlessly as pleasure was becoming too much before it exploded inside you like a wave crashing against a rock.

Your arms wrapped tightly around his neck, pulling his large frame toward you. Attuma continued to fuck faster and harder as he tried to chase his own release. You didn’t know how long you lay there, getting used by him before he let out a deep, guttural sound that seemed to emit from deep inside his chest. His large body jerked violently as his cock strained and bucked with a force that would have sent you across the bed if it wasn’t for his steely grip. He came hard and you could feel the warmth, sticky cum filled you up until your stomach was bloated.

You both lay there, panting. Sweat trickled down his neck as he turned. His dark tresses stick to his burly frame. You watched the way his broad chest rise and fell.

“[You have slain me,]” you joked in between your breath as you stared at him. Attuma chuckled as he rolled over so he was laying on his stomach. His hand reached out to cup your chin.

“[Have I?]”

You nodded before he pulled your smaller frame toward him. Attuma buried his face in your hair, inhaling your scent as if he had many times whenever he returned from the surface. It was his way of knowing that he was not home in the comfort of your arms.

You wiggled your ass slightly against his cock as you tried to get closer to him, but of course, it somehow made him hard again. Attuma groaned lowly that it made the hair at the back of your neck stand on its end.

“[How can you get hard again when you just came that much?!”]

Attuma chuckled as his face was still buried inside your hair. His massive arms still wrapped firmly around you.

“[It’s not my fault. You are the one that wiggles that little ass all over me. You should be worried if I don’t get hard this quickly.]”

You slapped his hand that was on your stomach, but Attuma was holding you tighter, pressing his erection right into you.

“[You are insatiable, I swear,]” you grumbled, though your words dissolved into nothingness as he dipped his thick fingers and sank into your slick, velvety heat once more. His name fell from your lips as he spread your leg and laid it over his thigh. Attuma once again began to work at your sensitive body, pumping his fingers inside you and stringing you up to the familiar tightness.

“[Only for you, my love.]”

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sol-nocturno · 1 year

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Josué Maychi on teaching Maya to the Wakanda Forever cast and a word play in one of Namor's lines.

The actor told us about a word play that only Maya speakers can understand. ---spoiler ahead--- “There is a phrase that Namor says that I had to translate that goes: 'Máansa'ab u nej miis tin wich' which in Spanish literally means 'They passed the cat's tail in front of my face with the hope of an alliance'. If you see cats, jaguars or panthers wag their tails when they go hunting because it is a way of hypnotizing their prey, so that image is what happened to Namor, that someone did that to him with their tail. I proposed it to the director and he loved it, because it refers to the panther that warned Namor, ” he said. Josué Maychi told us that in English the phrase was translated as: "I was blinded with the hope of an alliance", which in Maya metaphorically means that someone was deceived, since in Spanish or English it is not literal.

Compillation of Namor's lines in Yucatec Mayan In the interview for Cultura Colectiva, Josué Maychi, who plays the shaman in Black Panther : Wakanda Forever, spoke about his experience in the film in which at the same time, he collaborated as the Yucatec Maya coach for Mabel Cadena and Tenoch Huerta, every day for a period of seven months. “No one knew anything about Maya and my first approach with the actors was to ask them if they could pronounce the consonants and sounds that do not exist in Spanish, English or other languages, and I was very happy to discover that they could pronounce them” he commented.

How was the process of teaching Maya? “We had sessions by Zoom and then in Atlantla we had scheduled meetings because I needed to listen to them. The first thing I taught them was the sound of the words, because in Maya there are five types of vowels that have to do with time, and if if they prolongued (a vowel) it can mean one thing or another. I asked them to imagine their lines as a melody and also gave them recorded audios to listen to, read and even write. For example, Mabel created her own way of writing, she created her own writing to have a personal approach to the language, ” he said.

Do you remember any funny anecdote? “There is a phrase that we say in the film that is Líik’ik Talokan, (there's Wakanda Forever) which is said by the people of Wakanda. Once, Álex Livinalli wrote to me and asked what we could say for the world we were creating, about the new universe and in Maya. I thought about it and thought it might be that phrase, which means something like 'Long live Talokan' or 'Rise Talokan'. I proposed it to them, they proposed it to the production, they loved it and it was integrated into the script, ” he said. Finally, the actor pointed out that the representation of indigenous languages IS very important to him and mentioned that there are Mayan people who have proudly written him messages of gratitude, since they understood what they saw on the big screen.

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