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𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 babygirl Jake Sully x female Omatikaya reader
𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 warnings; praise, babying, using tongue to groom, breast massaging and sucking, caressing, mentions of rough sex, slight dirty talk, talks of breeding, mention of biting and marking.
𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 dictionary; snomo a hahaw = bedroom
• kelku = home
srä = woven cloth
tanhì = star/bioluminescent freckle
𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 tagging; @pandoraslxna @neteyamyawne @eywaite @ikeyniofthetayrangi @innercreationflower @elijangwifey @beautiful-brown-skin-05 @rav3nh3aven
‘Such a good girl.’ Jake coos against the shell of your ear, his slick chest pressed to the soft peaks of yours. You're grateful for him trying to hold his limp weight off you, albeit not that well. ‘You did so well, baby. So good taking me like that.’ you whimper at his words, and also the way his thick load seeps from your fucked hole. ‘So good letting me fill you up. Bet my kid is brewing in there right now, huh? So pretty and full.’ you let out a broken moan at his words and he places a kiss on your flushed cheek. ‘Let’s clean you up, yeah? Get you comfortable and ready for bed.’
You nod your head lazily, eyes struggling to stay open as you lay there in your snomo a hahaw. Various objects and items of furniture scatter the floor thanks to your previous eagerness leading to the rendezvous that landed you here — a panting mess and a sweaty lump of shaky limbs on the dishevelled mat of your whicker mattress. Jake stands, crossing to the other side of your shared kelku to fetch a srä.
He returns after a fleeting moment, folding the cloth and placing it over your damp forehead. ‘There, babe. Just relax while I clean you, okay?’ again, all you can muster is a meek nod, skull rolling against the ground. You can’t even lift your head to watch as he lowers himself between your quivering legs for the third time since he first positioned you like this.
‘Ma’Jake-’ you try to stop him, assuming his intentions, but his hand slithers to pat your belly. ‘Shh, love. I’m gonna clean you, ‘kay?’ he leaves a kiss on your naval where a few fingertip sized bruises rest before dipping back down, mouth poising at your thighs. You’re still twitching from aftershocks, empty hole still spasming and drooling — clenching around nothing.
Jake smiles sweetly at you through wispy lashes, lips pouting to peck your hardened clit, then tipping his head to kiss your dribbling hole. Your cunt is draining itself, contracting and pulsing so your combined juices pour from your cervix. He tuts, humming to himself as he licks a stripe up your inner thigh where a sticky mess has been made. He repeats his action on your other thigh, lapping up any and all remnants of what previously occupied you.
Your breathing is steadier now, tail lightly thudding from time to time and your ears relaxed on either side of your head. Jake licks you of every scarce droplet, every astray globule of evidence. He does a good job of it, leaving little kisses in his tongue’s wake. Taking the cool cloth from your forehead he uses it to wipe your hind where dribbles of your release has collected, using your ankles to lift you by your rear to reach the nooks and crannies.
Once satisfied your lower regions are clean and catered to, he kisses his way back North, gifting extra ounces of affection to where he’s bruised or marked you — gentle hands rubbing softly at the purplish handprints on your hips. He’d feel bad if you hadn’t enjoyed his rough tempo.
Jake notices the way the indentations of his fangs have cut into the sensitive flesh of your breasts, tear tracks of blood dig-zagging into a maroon pool between them. His brows come together; he wasn’t aware how rough, or animalistic, he had actually been with you. ‘Did I hurt you?’ the guilty question forces itself past uncertain lips and all you can do is shake your head no out of exhaustion from his thorough treatment of you.
But the silent reassurance is enough. He knows you’d never lie, and even so, your body language gives away your comfort and contentment. Jake exhales, hovering over you to rid of the blood that trickles from your chest. You whimper as he cares to your needs, slightly shaky hands flying to stroke through his hair. He kisses the round peaks and the tanhì that reside there, before sucking a particularly engorged nipple into his mouth. You whine, gently smacking him upside the head. He chuckles, releasing the swollen bud with a shit-eating grin.
‘They sore?’ he asks rhetorically, though you nod anyway. So he sits up to kneel over you, large hands sliding to cup your tits in a fragile grip. He begins to knead the firm swells of fat in his palms, digits tenderly massaging them to soothe the ache of his previously overzealous attention to them. You sigh through your nostrils, lips smiling lazily while he gently probes the dull pain away.
‘What about you?’ you open your eyes — heavy and hooded — to gaze up with a doe expression. ‘Shall I clean you, too?’ Jake only smirks, hands still working at your chest. ‘No, baby. We can wash soon, yeah? Just let me take care of you first.’
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Am I the only one?
Many many people see avatar modern au neteyam as the kind sweet boy that gets only A+'s and has an aesthetic style
[creds to the artist]
Am I the only one that doesn't see him like this? I see him as the hot boy that he knows he is. Having hundreds of thousands and if not, millions of followers on instagram, tiktok etc. Posting stories with his abs or like when he's playing video games. Giving hot sexy boy vibes. If you want to get what I mean, click on this.
These are what I think his posts would be :)
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Wanted to let you guys know that Let’s Talk Palestine has just launched fundsforgaza, an initiative created for the purpose of spotlighting families in urgent need of emergency funds. This list highlights families who’re trying to evacuate Gaza, but which aren’t getting enough attention. Please donate if you can—and whether or not you can, spread this to as many people as possible. The delay between this second and the next could make a difference in whether a family gets to live or not.
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Writing Resources
I'm back to working on more Obi-Cress and after finishing Padawan I needed to gather my thoughts and some resources because there are only so many ways to describe a kiss! Anyhow, wanted to put some of the great resources I've found across Tumblr here to share with you guys! Happy writing!
Writing Tips
How to Show Emotions @creativepromptsforwriting
Advice for Writing Relationships
The Smut Writers Dictionary @maybeeatspaghetti
How to Write Fight Scenes. @reachartwork
How to Write Smut @urfriendlywriter
6 Steps to Writing Better Sex @chaoschaoswriting
Star Wars Writing Resource @nimata-beroya
The Ultimate Masterlist @a-cure-for-writers-block
Smut Thesaurus @prurientpuddlejumper
Symbolism of Flowers @novlr
Show Don't Tell @modifieduchiha
How to Give Personality to a Character @bookished
Show, Don't Tell @lyralit
Words to Use Instead of Said @slayingfiction
Useful Websites for Writers @nakajimeow
Rare English Words @er-cryptid
Character Flaws by slayingfiction
Emotions in Writing @mems-sama
Types of Clothing by nakajimeow
How to Cook in a Medieval Setting @alpaca-clouds
Writing About Body Pain by slayingfiction
Little Romantic Gestures @jaylaxies
How to Accureatly Describe Pain in Writing @hayatheauthor
Writing Prompts
100 NSFW/Smut Dialogue Prompts a-cure-fore-writers-block
Blossoming Romance Writing Prompts @eloquentmoon
Flirty Prompts URfriendlywriter
Touch Starved Prompts @jasminesfury
Other Tools
How to Use Canva to Make Mood Boards @saradika
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🗡️ “I’m all for platonic intimacy but this…?”
the subtext of romance is really peeking through 🗡️ friends to lovers scenarios
Person A going to person B’s house to watch a movie but getting looped into playing drunk card games with B and their parents
Working out together and A insisting on spotting B and adjusting their form
B playfully poking A in public and promptly getting tackled
B patting A’s cheek only to accidentally linger as they notice how the light catches in A’s eyes (A is DESPERATELY trying to not blush)
“Here’s the garage code.” “… Why am I receiving this information?” “You’re already over here a lot. My parents think it’s better than a key.”
Forced close proximity at a LAN party because there’s not much room at the table (and A’s arm keeps brushing against B’s, messing up their aim, but if anything the space between them decreases as the night goes on)
The “Oh, is B coming too?” to “A kidnapped me to come here and hang out” pipeline
Going from quick and funny head scratches to absentmindedly stroking/detangling their hair while chatting with friends
“Do I smell okay?” “You smell normal.” “Which is…?” “Like lilac and gooseberry.”
A melting into B’s hug after a long and stressful week
B helping A deal with a major headache by rubbing/scratching their back
A heating up B’s ears with their hands because B forgot ear muffs in winter
“My mom thinks you’re really pretty/handsome.” “My mom thinks you look like Adonis/Aphrodite.” “Can you ever take a compliment?”
Candid pictures give away the softness in B’s eyes when they look at A goofing around
B not minding when A gives them a long hug in public, even though they aren’t big on PDA in general
B drawing a shitpost and sending it to A, A setting it as their lockscreen, and months later B realizes that A still hasn’t changed it
B’s family automatically assuming that A might join for any family function and making A’s favorite dish accordingly
“I have to go into the office this week. Can I crash at your place since it’s closer?”
Hanging out for hours —> “I don’t want you to drive home this late.” —> waking up in each other’s arms because they both refused to let the other sleep on the floor/couch
“My clothes reek of you.” “You could’ve just told me to take a shower.”
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in between ᯓ★
jealousy prompts (oooooo)
⇴ person a sees person b absolutely hit it off with person c (and is very obviously pained because of it). person b comes over to talk to person a, but is only met with awkward conversation instead of the same boisterous talks they usually have.
⇴ person b sees person a with another person, and they have to bite down on their lip so hard whenever person a talks about the other person, because deep down person b wishes that a was with them (this was more pining than jealousy but oh well).
⇴ "was that a good conversation?" "oh... yeah. it was great" "great." [and there's this thick, awkward silence afterwards].
⇴ person a wishes that they could be person b. person b has it all: charisma, hilariousness, the friends, the partner, etc. (but maybe person a isn't jealous of person b... maybe person a is desperately craving person b's attention and that's why they're jealous)
⇴ person b is watching person a from afar, chatting it up with this other person. b has a strong urge to pull a away from everyone and pull a into b's own little world, but refuses because they want to keep a happy, even if it's at a cost at b's own happiness.
⇴ person a and person b are dating, and person a just finished a conversation with someone person b was jealous of. when they get home, person b is a bit more clingier and so much more touchy. cue a's teasing and b hiding their face in the crook of a's neck.
⇴ ^ "so... are you finally gonna admit you were jealous?" "uh, no, because i wasn't" (b says as they press kisses to a's neck and hold a close to their body).
⇴ "you guys look good together." "really?" (and a/b wants to shout NO!!!!!!)
⇴ "and i love you. i love it when you do the double-tuck thing with your hair when you're nervous, does [person c] notice that? do they know that when you shove your hands in your pockets, you're really just doing it so you can fidget without anyone knowing? or, what about the way you look at people–" and person a is in total shock the whole time.
⇴ "i can't take it anymore. i want–need you. i don't care about what [person c] thinks, i only care about you. tell me you need me too, and i'll stay."
⇴ person b is sulking after seeing person a reunite with someone they've been close to since forever (think family friend...yikes). person a thinks it's adorable and goes to "comfort" b by peppering their face with kisses and giving them words of affirmation.
⇴ "hey" kiss on the jaw "you don't have anything to worry about" kiss on the corner of the lips "i chose you for a reason" kiss on the temple "you're the one i love" kiss on the lips.
⇴ ^^ cut to person b being like "really?" with a cheeky grin.
⇴ person a is about to reach out to person b, only to see person b walk past them to go see person c. person a turns around to person c and immediately feels flooded with comparisons. specifically, "why don't they like me like they like them?"
⇴ person a is constantly checking the relationship status of person b, and their heart always aches when they continue to see person c's username in person b's bio.
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Daddy's home 😍
PC to Mrs Worthington ❤️
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🩷 Welcome To Romancing Pandora 2024 🩷
Big thanks to @pandoraslxna for hosting Kinktober and @neteyamsyawntu for hosting Kinkmas. You both inspired me to make this prompt list and host this event. And of course, lots of love for My Love @tallulah477 for helping to put all this together.
Rules & How To Participate:
#1. This is an 18+ only event, minors do not interact.
#2. You can participate either through writing or through art, anything and everything is welcome!
#3. You don't have to do every prompt. I know coming out of Kinktober and Kinkmas is very draining, but this event is just for fun. So don't stress about it, don't harrass any of the participates, just chill and enjoy the smutty days before Valentine's Day.
#4. Adding to the point above: Don't get upset if I don't respond to your work immediately. Every person (including myself) has a life outside of Tumblr, plus, Tumblr can be glitchy sometimes and not show me when I get tagged in things. Just be kind and have fun. 💞
#5. The event starts February 7th, the week leading up to Valentine's Day. (Little tip: get started as soon as possible, if it helps, use the scheduling feature.)
#6. Please reblog this post so others can see and participate if they're interested.
#7. Tag all your event works with the tag: #RomancingPandora2024
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Jake Sully - Nìtkanluke
(NSFW)
Sorry if is there any english misspelling is not my first language.
Happy New years.
I can't stop thinking about this Jake character. AI, where you accidentally become his second mate.
So just imagine.
The war happened and the Na'vi won, everything went back to the way it was, except for the destruction, the lives lost and for you now, constantly there in the shared tent where only Jake and Neytiri lived before.
The feeling of living with two people you barely know is suffocating, and although you admit that Jake is trying his best to be as attentive as he is with his first wife, there is still a huge lack of intimacy between both of you. There are no kisses, hugs or fondling like there are with Neytiri, no between you two, it's almost weird. However, there is that feeling inside you that makes you want to share internally with him the same thing he shares with her.
Maybe just out of jealousy, although deep down, you knew it was the lifelong bond that made you feel this way. A feeling that you thought would disappear as quickly as it appeared just days after the tsaheylu was accidentally formed, but eclipse after eclipse, it becomes intense and Jake's closeness doesn't help.
It doesn't help that he's so attentive, always caring, always taking you on those things he calls dates, it doesn't help that as each day passes by, he seems so much more comfortable in your presence, so confident that he's starting to seem into you. And every chance he gets, there he is, teasing you, touching here and there while whispering those things he really wants to do with you, but everything is still new, and although the feeling is there, there is still a certain reluctance to simply give in and mate with him.
Until dawn that morning, everything seemed different, the shared tent was silent and the only sound that permeated the air was a shaky sigh that came from you as you felt him cupping your face as he deepened the kiss, his tongue sliding perfectly against yours and the feeling is almost intoxicating so strong hard as your head seems dizzy as you feel him squeeze your waist and instinctively your hips are moving to sit more comfortably on his lap and that just makes Jake groan so you pull away, your ears flat in shame for thinking that of somehow you had hurt him but when your eyes meet his and there is that expression that makes his eyebrows furrow, eyes closed and mouth lightly open you realize that you did the opposite of that.
And just to make sure, you do it again, and there it is, the hard bulge under the thin cloth of his loincloth that makes your cunt clench around nothing, and as he feels it, Jake's face changes and, he's trying not to give in to that primal urge inside him to fuck you right there, but the way you keep moving your hips in those slowly circular movements is so deliciously good that for a single moment there is no strength left in him to do anything other than hold your waist tightly, throwing his head back.
“Jake.” You say softly, almost moaning. " Say something "
“Fuck...this's so good”
The sound of his voice saying it so softly makes you gasp, your body shivers as you feel the hardness of his cock rub against your wet pussy right at your clit and then there's a moan echoing through the air as your face is buried in the crook of his neck that holds your waist tightly, forcing your hips to continue those circular movements that are so pleasurable, but now with a little more pressure than before when he lifts his hips, making you gasp. And the feeling of his hot breath blowing against your neck that makes your pussy clench around nothing again begging to be filled up but not yet, not when the pressure is right there, making your heart pound and your nails dig into his muscular back when that familiar heat starts to flow through the lower part of your belly.
“ I think I'm coming, Jake"
Upon hearing this, Jake seems to lose control because he suddenly squeezes your hips, forcing those circular movements to increase with so much pressure that his bulge under your stimulating clit becomes so much that you come screaming his name and biting his neck hard. But there's no way to enjoy this feeling of euphoria because it's so good that it becomes too much when Jake lifts his hips against yours, still holding your waist, forcing those circular movements now with more intensity, and then there's a guttural growl coming from Jake's chest and his hand gripping the exposed skin of your thigh, and then there's a hot, sticky feeling leaking from his loincloth and his cock, which is twitching as he whispers, finally reaching his release.
“ Mhm… fuck… next time I’ll fill that pussy of yours”
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Cockwarming
Kinkmas Day 1
Pairing: So’lek x fem!Sarentu!reader
Warnings: MINORS DNI 🔞, P in V, raw sex, semi!dirty talk, praise, cockwarming, (technically) breeding
A/N: I decided at literally last minute that I wanted to join in on Kinkmas, so this might seem a bit rushed. Hope y’all still enjoy it though! :)
Summary: So’lek took the Sarentu he had grow closest to on an overnight trip to observe a nearby RDA site, but they get stuck in a cave during a heavy storm. They build a small fire but they’re both still freezing, so they come up with another way to keep each other warm.
So’lek grunts in annoyance as he climbs further up the steep hill, rain pelting him in the face and nearly making him lose his hold on the outcropping rock he had been holding onto. He regains his hold quickly before glancing behind himself at the other Na'vi with him — one of the female Sarentu. She was the one that escaped alone when he was helping Alma rescue her and the other remaining members of her clan from TAP.
She’s right behind him as they climb the rock, and only a few minutes later So’lek reaches the top of the hill and the foot of the cave, reaching down to grab the Sarentu’s hand before lifting her up into the cave beside him. They both just rest there for a moment, catching their breaths as they watch the middle of the storm finally reach them, the rain pouring down outside the cave nearly enough to form a small waterfall.
After a few moments the girl Na’vi stands and heads deeper into the cave, finding a few dry branches and setting them up to make a fire. So’lek does his best to scout the area around their cave without getting himself drenched by the rain, then he makes his way over to her just as she lights the fire.
She adds a few more sticks and small branches to the fire before carefully stripping off most of her coverings, leaving herself only in her tewng, chest covering, and her chest plate. So’lek watches her silently, his eyes trailing over her body here and there, pausing over the small bruises on her hips and the occasional bite spread out over her inner thighs from one of their most recent endeavors.
Hours later the pair are huddled together as far back in the cave as they can get, the Sarentu visibly shivering even as So’lek adds more wood to the small fire. He’s more discreet about his lack of warmth, but he’s quick to huddle back up behind her once he’s finished adding the remainder of the wood to the fire. So’lek takes a moment to consider his options before leaning in and wrapping his arms around her waist, resting his forehead against the back of her neck as he gently pulls her closer in an attempt to share their body heat with one another. The Sarentu smiles as he leans in close, resting one of her hands over his even as she continues to shiver, her teeth chattering quietly.
Both of them try desperately to sleep but even as So’lek begins warming slightly, the girl’s chattering teeth and insistent backing up to get closer to him does nothing but keep him awake. This goes on for another ten minutes before So’lek thinks of something new to try and begins softly pressing kisses to the back of her neck, his tail curling gently around her’s when she gasps softly.
Only minutes later the Sarentu had given him verbal consent and now So'lek had pulled her tewng to the side, lazily thrusting two of his own fingers inside her, groaning softly at the quiet moans she let out as he stretched her gently. As if she wasn't already practically putty beneath his hands, he was also finding amusement in whispering little comments, whether he meant for her to hear them or not she wasn't sure. "Nìtxan 'ekxin...tswìk oe nemfa nìtxan nìltsan. (So tight...sucking me in so well.)" So'lek murmured right beside her ear, chuckling softly as her cunt fluttered around his digits.
The Sarentu whimpered needily, bucking her hips against his hand before grinding her hips back against him through his tewng, “Please, So’lek.. Oe nìtxan mek, kin nga mìfa. (I’m so empty, need you inside.)” So’lek coos softly, nuzzling his cheek against her shoulder as he gently pulls his fingers from her before moving his own tewng to the side. He used her juices on his fingers as lube as he stroked his cock once, twice, before lining it up to her entrance and slowly pushing into her.
It seemed that they both held their breaths until he was fully bottomed out inside her, a soft whimper falling from her lips as So’lek muffled a groan against her shoulder. He allowed her a few moments to adjust before he began slowly pulling out until only the tip remained, then slowly but deeply thrusting back in, repeating his movements until little moans were spilling from her on each thrust in.
As he steadily rocked against her, soft groans and quiet curses continuously slipped out of So’lek’s mouth, little murmurs of “O-oh, fuck-” or comments muffled against her shoulder that make her stomach flutter and her cunt clench around So’lek’s cock. “Tsä’ pxaw oe.. nafì’u sìltsan ‘evenge. (Gushing around me..such a good girl.)” the words were whispered right against her ear and her inner walls gave another flutter around him, a choked moan falling from her lips as his tip grazed her g-spot, “Nga kop txukx… (You're too deep…)” So’lek groaned again before pressing a soft kiss against her shoulder in response to her words and her tone.
She could tell when So’lek was close to his release by how his cock twitched inside her, how he wet a few fingers on his free hand before reaching around and beginning to rub quick steady circles against her clit to mask the way his thrusts were starting to get sloppy and uncoordinated. “Lu nga tstu si? (Are you close?)” he asked her, his voice pitching up slightly at the end as he swallowed down a soft whimper at the way her walls were beginning to milk him, bringing him dangerously close to the edge that he was desperate to push her over before him.
The Sarentu was about to answer him when she suddenly felt his tip brush against her cervix. A loud gasp left her mouth before her inner walls spasmed around him, properly milking him as her arousal squirted out and partially soaking both their thighs. So’lek let out a quiet broken moan, thrusting hard into her a few more times before pushing as deep in as he could go and stilling, panting quietly as Sarentu shivered slightly from the feeling of his cum painting her walls white.
A few more minutes passed as they both just relaxed, panting quietly until So’lek gently adjusted their position, returning to properly spooning her while letting her warm his cock, both of them purring softly while he pressed light kisses up her jaw, his hips lazily grinding against her. “Lu nga sang set? (Are you warm yet?)” So’lek broke the silence after a while and the Sarentu couldn’t help the quiet chuckle that left her until they were both laughing quietly, the loud but calming sound of the rain outside the cave eventually sending them both to sleep.
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isnt he just so 😭😭
@samistars @neteyamsyawntu @neytris
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Neteyam looking down and his back profile is a combination that make me😫😫
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1 fic of the 10ft blue man?? maybe readers apart of the metkayina clan and the reader has to teach the blue man the metkayina ways then some of the spicy happens 👀
I’ve been stalking everyones page waiting for someone to put him in their asks. 👨🦯
⠀⠀ newcomers.
pairing. jake sully x top metkayina male reader.
author’s note. can na'vi get goosebumps
content. acquaintances to (?), neytiri is somewhere but she ain't here, handjob, blowjob, deepthroating, throat bulge, sir kink, size difference, lots of talk about spit, cut short because i got lazy.
you had been assigned by tonowari to help jake sully learn how to be metkayina.
now, at first, you would complain. but, once you got a closer look at jake, you'd quickly change your mind. your eyes drifted over his body, paying special attention to his thighs, his hips, and his arms. you could imagine yourself grabbing them, pulling him close, holding them while you fuck him.
eywa, you can't be thinking of these things.
though, you may not be the only one.
jake noticed you, in the crowd as he arrived, out of everyone, you stuck out. not because of your looks, but because of your demeanor. your gaze was piercing, your build intimidating, everything about you was assertive yet calm, something he liked.
it made him wonder how you would be like if irritated, if angry. and maybe, just maybe, he would find out soon.
you heard a familiar voice, ears twitching as the man you've been fantasizing about walks to you. he seemed to pause once he realized it was you, though recovered quickly. "where is olo'eyktan?" he would ask, bringing two of his fingers to his forehead and down, the physical gesture of 'i see you'. you'd copy this motion. "olo'eyktan will not be here to teach you. he had to attend to the tsahìk."
a nod is given, jake showing he understood.
first, you would start with breathing techniques.
"breathe deep, from here." your hand would rest just below his ribs, pressing firmly against his skin, causing goosebumps to develop along his arms. your touch was warm, warm enough to heat his entire body. "focus, jake. breathe." you interrupted his thoughts, jake immediately following your orders, as if his life depended on it. you took note of that, keeping your palm where it was.
his chest rises and falls, your eyes watching his every move. it made him feel almost, vulnerable. and fuck, he liked it.
once again, you snap him out of whatever daze he was in. "are you taking this seriously." despite your relaxed tone, the words spoken made it clear you were annoyed. and for a mere second, he considered saying no, just to see what would happen. "yes, yes, of course. i just, ..there's a lot on my mind." he looked to the ground, before two fingers pressed on his jaw, guiding him until he looked back at you. "you must focus. do not look away from me."
shit.
he'd try to focus, he would, but once your fingers started moving, he couldn't. you would attempt to teach him sign language, but all he could see was your digits. they were thick, long, and moved so confidently, skillfully.
"jake." his heart began to beat faster, eyes slowly looking into yours. his pupils had widened overtime, irises thinning. his ears were pressed against his scalp, with his jaw clenched. anyone could tell he was distracted, and you could only assume it was by one thing. you.
silence would surround you both, your fingers grabbing his chin, thumb running across his lower lip. "..is this what you want?" he nods, but you didn't seem satisfied with that. "yes.. please."
now he was on his knees, stripped naked, hand wrapped around your cock, and drooling onto it to make it slick. wet strokes are given, even wetter kisses placed on the head. though, he was hesitating to go any further. he has thought of doing this many times before, yet didn't have any experience with it. he wanted to savor it, but didn't know how to do it properly. "deeper." you mumble, hands running through his dreads, tugging them harshly to get your point across.
a moan escapes his lips, "yes sir, sorry sir." he doesn't even remember the last time he called someone that. ever since he became toruk makto, leader of the omatikaya, he's never had to, unlike his military days. but, you seemed to bring back that side of him, who would listen to every order spoken by someone who was seen as his higher-up. and similar to every other thing you do, he loved it.
his would take your tip between his lips, forcing himself down until you hit the back of his throat, making him gag. tears gather in his eyes, now pulling off to cough. "jake, you are going to hurt yourself." he gulps, confusion written all over his expression. "i, i thought that's what you wanted." you shake your head, the grip you had on his hair loosening.
"stop thinking." a shiver runs up his spine. "just open your mouth. i will do all the work." he does as told, tongue lolling out of his mouth. he listened so well, and to think he used to be the one giving demands. "good." your voice was low, and despite how he just barely heard the praise, his thighs rub together; desperate for stimulation.
you grab the back of his head, grasping onto the base of his kuru, a whimper leaving him before your dick slips between his parted lips. and jake would do nothing, merely leaving his jaw slack for you. your pace was slow, considerate, allowing him to adjust to your size piece by piece. halfway down, and droplets had collected at his eyelashes, then left streaks trailing along his cheeks once they fell. your free hand gently caresses and wipes away the dried tears on his face. it would calm him, just enough so you could reach into his throat, only gagging slightly as he takes you deep. so deep, that you could see yourself bulge from his neck. that same hand would move to touch the protrusion.
an almost gurgled sound came from him, dull nails digging into the skin of your calves, spit pooling at your balls. eventually, you let him off, his own saliva covering the lower half of his face with strings still connecting him to your cock. swallowing, jake looks to you for instruction, mouth wide open. and again, you guide him back down onto you, groaning at how his throat clenched around you every time you thrusted in, and how he nosily sucked up your pre-cum every time you pulled out. he was getting more into as time went on, actually putting in some effort instead of letting you take full control, yet his eyes crossed as if no thought passed through his brain.
you wonder, how long will it take to break him?
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Ok ok imagine Jake switching sides where he goes back to the RDA and Neytiri gives birth to Neteyam due to them mating before. Of course Lo'ak and Tuk don't exist, YET and Jake meets his son, Neteyam and he's like holy crap, I have a son etc. I think Kiri will be born within the hands of the RDA so they train her growing up and Jake is her mentor, or dad figure etc.
But damn, Sam Worthington is such a dilf 😭🤤
#avatar#avatar imagine#sam worthington#jake sully#rda jake sully#avatar the way of water#dilf jake#dilf
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