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Sleeping Beauty - Lo'ak & Neteyam

Part of the Sleeping Beauty Series (all stand-alone)

Pairing: Lo'ak/Fem!Avatar Reader, Neteyam/Fem!Avatar Reader

Word Count: 3k+

Warnings: NSFW, 18+, minors dni, aged-up characters, somnophilia, mate bites, spitting, cussing, unprotected p in v (wrap it, skxawngs), orgasm denial, jacking off, praise, dirty talk, nipple play, squirting, edging, surprise threesome (but they're only into you, not each other), mentions of creampie, cumming on external places, after care, creative use of Na'vi words to avoid saying Y/n, etc.

A/n: Adult Lo'ak & Neteyam done by the one and only @cinetrix2 💕

It was a long day for the both of you, with Lo'ak coming back from a tedious hunt while you were out-- essentially running a bunch of errands for Max with a grocery list of plant samples he wanted you to go find. You hadn't had any time to stop and see Lo'ak as it was running late and Max needed help labeling and taking stock of said samples. Unable to properly fit in the lab in your avatar, you decide to lay her down for the night in your marui and break the connection, opening your eyes to find yourself in your human form, lying on your back in a soft-glowing link bay.

You eagerly got to work on the samples alongside Max, hoping to get it all done before the day got too late. Day quickly turned to night and you heard the Omatikaya going about their evening outside the lab, preparing and then partaking in their communal feast. It disheartened you to know that you already missed dinner with Lo'ak, knowing that by the time you were finally done with your work, he'd likely be so tired and cuddling your unconscious avatar form. Normally, you don't sleep in your avatar, no matter how much Lo'ak begs you. It's easier to refuse him when he's away from the clan and you have the marui to yourself, but other times, well, he's very persuasive. But Max and even Norm have warned you time and time again that you shouldn't make that a habit and it's required of you to return to your human body at night, or else it'll eventually be just a husk-- a shell of your former self. So far, you've been pretty stern with Lo'ak about this and only gave into him a few very rare times, which usually start with him wanting to take you somewhere private at night so the two of you could be alone. Usually, that then leads to several rounds of orgasms that make you too tired, and oh no, suddenly you can't break your link and you're forced to sleep soundly on Lo'ak's chest. What a shame.

Sleeping beside him, especially in your avatar, is like a reward of its own, and it's so comforting. Sleeping beside him as a human is nice, sure, but with your avatar, you don't have glass obstructing your view or any kisses Lo'ak might want to sneak you. Tonight, after not seeing him all day, was something you really needed.

As much as you knew that linking for long periods of time could be harmful to your human body, you really wanted to be able to sleep alongside your mate tonight. So, with quick feet, you return to your link bay and lie down, barely letting the lid close over you before closing your eyes and forcing your mind to relax. The link connected successfully, and you were whisked away to your avatar, led by a light at the end of that familiar tunnel.

Waking up was slow, your avatar's eyes too heavy to open just yet, but a different sensation you were unfamiliar with waking up was happening between your legs. A brutal force that was slowly going faster, shoving its way into your gummy, and surprisingly wet pussy, feeling your thighs sticky with clear liquid. Your ears finally hear through the thick fog of your mind, catching the sounds of grunts, in sync with the loud sound of skin slapping together. One brutal push had your body moving up the mat an inch, and it felt as though it pierced the roof of your cervix, causing a quiet whimper to leave your lips. Now you are finally aware of a hot, growing coil, tightening at the bottom of your stomach, threatening to snap at any moment. There was no build-up or foreplay involved for you, just immediately waking to your orgasm ready to flood your entire system.

You gasp as the coil snaps and you leak around the thick cock shoving its way inside of you, some of your juices even splashing on both yours and the abdomen nestled between your legs every time they thrust in and out, prolonging your climax and making your thighs shake around what you assumed was hips. Still bullying their way into your body even as your orgasm finally cools down, you're more aware of how hard and twitchy the cock inside you felt, hitting your sweet spot each time and punching a gasp from your lungs with each thrust.

Finally opening your eyes, you look around and find your mate sitting off to the side, leaning against the foundation of your shared marui while his fist slowly runs up and down his hard, leaking dick, the tip tinged a dull purple color, indicating oversensitivity. Your lips are dry as you try to form words, "Lo... Lo'ak?"

"Hey, mamas," he grins wolfishly, his hand's pace on his cock remaining the same speed as he casually spoke to you, "I hope you don't mind, but I thought Neteyam could spend the night."

Between your orgasm and your sleepy mind, everything was still foggy, and it took a moment before you finally processed his words. Something clicked inside your head when you finally registered that Lo'ak wasn't the one who made you cum, sitting much too far away. Lo'ak wasn't the one currently shoving his way inside your body like he wanted to permanently blend your bodies together into one being. When you turn your head to look up at whoever is currently above you, rearranging your guts, you're met with none other than your mate's older brother. And despite the sweat and crease on his brow, Neteyam has a brash smile etched on his lips when your eyes meet.

"Kaltxì," he huffs out, the word rushed and followed by a rough grunt that escapes his mouth when his hips press flush against yours, your wet walls still occasionally pulsing around his cock in a welcoming embrace, making him dizzy with euphoria.

Your head was spiraling with so many questions, unable to voice them as Neteyam fucks you dumb, too cock drunk to form the words. Over the past year, you would periodically wake in your avatar form, sore and leaking with whatever mess Lo'ak left in between your legs, and when you eventually confront him about it, you both came to the agreement that he's more than welcome to use your avatar for whatever pleasure he has while you're not linked to it... just as long as he makes it up to you later on. You want a little bit of fun of your own, after all.

Lo'ak shuffles closer to you, his cock forgotten for the moment as he reaches you and plants quick and warm kisses all over your face before moving to whisper in your ear, "I wanted to show him all the... advantages of having a dreamwalker as my mate."

Even with Lo'ak's words currently distracting you, you couldn't ignore the way your body slowly began to grow warm and tight again, Neteyam angling his hips and hitting your sweet spot each time so that you were ready for another climax. You gasp at the sensation, reaching up to hang onto something, which ends up being the back of Lo'ak's neck.

Your mate grins before kissing your ear, "I'm so proud of you, mamas. You managed to take my cock before taking Neteyam's and waking up."

That explains why your body felt so sore and sticky, feeling more full than you would imagine with just Neteyam inside you. It felt as though you had run a marathon, but there were no physical signs of Lo'ak on your body until your free hand reached up and grazed his bite scar on your neck. There's a fresh bruise forming over the mate mark, confirming Lo'ak's lewd words.

Neteyam groaned and plunged deep and frantic into you when he watched the dawning realization cross your features. You make an identical sound, the thought of the older Sully brother currently fucking both his cock and Lo'ak's seed further into your womb sending you into a frenzy of soft moans, throwing your head back and arching up into Neteyam's thrusts.

"Great Mother," Neteyam hissed, "She just gripped me tighter."

"Aw, do you like that, baby?" Lo'ak purs into your ear, his lips grazing the shell of it, making it twitch, "Do you like it when I use your holes while you're unconscious? Or do you like it when I invite someone over to use your body without your knowledge?"

You groan loudly as your answer, and the sound spurs Neteyam to reach down and lightly pinch your already abused clit to the same rhythm of his thrusts. Lo'ak moves one of his hands to fondle one of your exposed breasts, and you faintly note that you are completely naked, remembering you had fallen asleep wearing a worn-out RDA shirt meant for avatars. Out of the corner of your eye, you can see that same shirt torn to pieces on the floor a few feet from your head.

Lo'ak pinches your nipple, watching it harden before moving to the other one to do the same thing. It leaves you moaning and writhing, practically impaling yourself on Neteyam's cock, your hips rising to meet his own thrusts, much to his delight. His tail unconsciously curls around your thigh, coiling tighter and tighter with each sound you make. Meanwhile, Lo'ak's tail had found your ankle and used it to keep you spread for his brother while he took one of your nipples in his mouth and the other in his hand, switching once or twice to lather both of your hardened buds in his saliva.

"Lo'ak, please..." you whine, feeling your body begin to tighten with anticipation. Neteyam felt light-headed with how hard you were gripping his length. He can barely even pull out you were so tight, holding his cock captive in your dark, wet cavern.

"What is it, mamas?" Lo'ak asks innocently, though one look at his grinning smile, and you know it was just a facade.

"N-Need to cum," you stammer.

"Hm," his yellow eyes twinkle with mischief, leaning down to mutter his reply into your lips, "That's not up to me, baby. Neteyam is taking your pleasure right now. Only he gets to decide if you cum again or not."

He takes advantage of your mouth opening in shock, spitting on your tongue, forcing you to inhale a soft gasp of surprise. His eyes dart back up to meet yours and you can't help the moan that escapes you at the heat you see in his gaze. Lo'ak leans down to kiss your lips in a dirty, sensual display of affection, exploring your mouth with his tongue while purring into your lips, your body proven affected by his actions as you unexpectedly slam your hips against Neteyam's.

The older brother's hand quickly grabs a hold of your waist to stop your movements, spewing out a song of Na'vi curses as he suddenly stops thrusting. He huffs and wheezes, any more movement from you would've led to him cumming too fast, let alone inside your pussy, which wasn't on his agenda, no matter how tempting it was. As pussy drunk as he was in this moment, he still had some sliver of respect for his brother and his wishes. Neteyam could fuck you as much as he wanted tonight, but he wasn't allowed to finish inside you.

"Stay still, yawne," Neteyam whispers breathlessly, trying to think of unpleasant things to keep himself from cumming. A small burst of confidence takes over as a smirk begins to play on his lips as his fingers slow down over your clit, "Or you won't get to cum at all."

He looks down at you, though it was hard to see your eyes with Lo'ak in the way, making out with you as your lips make vulgar sounds as they slide together, strings of saliva connecting you to your mate every time the need for air takes over. Neteyam forces himself to look away, the sight of your kiss-bitten lips, so swollen and wet, made his cock twitch inside of you.

Lo'ak gasps quietly for air before leaning down to kiss your cheek and whisper in your ear, "Go on, baby. I want you to. You can beg for my brother, it's okay... We used to share a lot of things growing up. This is hardly any different. So go ahead. Beg for Neteyam to let you cum. I don't mind."

You whimper as you feel Lo'ak's hot breath fan over the side of your neck, squeezing your eyes shut as your thighs clench around Neteyam's waist. With your mate's permission, you don't waste time opening your mouth and shamelessly begging, "Please, Neteyam. Please make me cum! Oh, fuck--"

The whine that escapes you will haunt you later with a less foggy head, but it's the only thing you could do in protest when you feel Neteyam completely slide out of your pussy, tip and all. He waits until you finally open your pretty eyes to look up at him, then he smiles.

"There you are. Keep your eyes on me, yawne, and I'll let you cum."

You nod obediently, parting your lips to moan as Neteyam gently smacks his tip over your clit and then easily slips between your wet folds. It's so hard to keep your eyes open when his cock slowly and painstakingly slides into you, shoving the tip deep inside until he's sure he's pressing against your sweet spot, then pulls out and repeats the same motion, as slowly as before.

Lo'ak moves out of your space and sits back on his feet, taking his aching cock back in hand and jerking off to the same motions Neteyam makes when entering your pussy, the younger Sully biting his lip when the motion only relieved a small bit of the torture he put himself through by trying to cum again after already doing so inside you. Lo'ak watches your face as you're brought back over the edge of ecstasy, eyelashes fluttering, cheeks flushing, and swollen mouth open agape. You keep your eyes on Neteyam, but you can see Lo'ak just in the corner of your peripheral and you know what he's doing. Without warning, you reach a hand out to wrap around Lo'ak's cock and his hips jolt as if he'd been shocked.

"Shit-!" Lo'ak gasped as you continued to pump his dick, up and down at the same pace as Neteyam's thrusts. Your mate moans loudly, thrusting into your hand to try and urge you to go faster, "That's it, baby... don't stop."

You obey, even going a little faster and smiling between moans when Lo'ak starts to whimper, just the way you like him, knowing he was close. His whimpers are quickly forgotten, even if only for a moment, when Neteyam starts to thrust harder, forcing your eyes to roll back as you feel your body burning up from the inside out, the coil unbearably tight as your toes curl.

Neteyam's hips stop, flush against yours as he growls, "Eyes."

Your gaze immediately snaps back to him, and he chuckles under his breath, "Good girl."

His fingers move side to side against your clit, then in circles. He repeats this pattern when he noticed the way your pussy clenches around his cock, a deep growl vibrating from the back of his throat at the sensation. He can't keep edging himself like this or else he'll really lose control and then he won't pull out, no matter how much he knows he has to. So, he decides not to torture you for long as he finally nods.

"Now, yawne. You can cum."

Lo'ak whines at the feel of your hand squeezing him a little tighter, his precum leaking down your knuckles, "That's it, baby, you heard him. Cum for us, mamas, that's it. Cum on Neteyam's cock. Show him what you can do."

A long series of moans and soft screams tumble from your mouth as you throw your head back and chase after your high. Slamming your hips down on Neteyam's cock and using him, you make sure he hits your sweet spot every time before your coil snaps and your liquid spews everywhere, your whole body twitching as your juices leak out from around Neteyam's cock and splashes over his abs and bioluminescent freckles, slowly dripping down his delicious blue skin.

You're still cumming when Lo'ak follows suit, gently batting your hand away so he could take his cock in hand and finish over your tits, moaning and whimpering unapologetically as his cum splatters over your chest, pearly white droplets sliding over your nipples and down the curves of your breasts. Lo'ak gasps and groans at the sight, so whiny and desperate, continuously fisting his cock and painfully holding the tip so he squeezes out every last drop onto your tits.

Neteyam's less vocal than his brother, but you still manage to catch his climax as well, feeling not one but two different spurts of cum on your body, mixed with Lo'ak's loud whines and a soft growl you were less familiar with. As you're coming down from your high, you peer down between your legs to see Neteyam gripping tightly onto his cock, slowly softening beneath his fingertips as long strings of his seed dance and paint over your stomach, collecting in your belly button. Looking up, Neteyam's face is an absolute wreck, flushed in a darker shade of color, the color of his eyes now reverting to small, tiny rings, shrouded with lust. He's clenching his teeth, keeping himself quiet, much to your disappointment, but you don't complain since he has yet to stop circling your clit, drawing out the last of your orgasm until it becomes too sensitive. Once you whine in discomfort, he immediately stops his movements.

The marui is filled with huffing and panting, all three of you clawing for air as your bodies cool down, turning into jello and unable to properly form words yet. You have to lick your lips as they've dried, but Lo'ak takes it a step further and kisses you, slowly, passionately, and less desperate. While kissing Lo'ak you feel Neteyam's hands in the crook of your knees, untangling them from around his waist and setting them on the floor while his body heat vanishes from your skin. You're about to whine into Lo'ak's mouth in protest when a warm, wet cloth meets your raw and fluttering pussy, gently cleaning you of any fluids before moving onto your stomach and breasts. You don't miss the way Neteyam kisses both of your knees as he works at cleaning you up, making your tail bat gently against the ground. Lo'ak softly groans into your lips before pulling away, his smile lopsided and boyish before he kisses your nose.

"You did so good for us, mamas. You've never woken up when I'm in the middle of fucking you before. Neteyam must feel awfully lucky."

Both you and Neteyam hum in response, but otherwise say nothing as your lust gives way to exhaustion. Lo'ak lays down beside you and wraps you in his arms, pressing your back against his front and kissing the base of your kuru, smiling to himself when your tail gently slaps his hip. Neteyam sighs and lays down on the other side of you, the two of you facing each other but at a more respectable distance, even though you both wish for him to move closer. You settle by holding his hand in yours while relaxing into Lo'ak's embrace, smiling to yourself over what just happened as you close your eyes to sleep.

While it's true that you've never connected to your avatar when Lo'ak was in the middle of using you, after tonight, you definitely need to be able to time this better for next time.

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tsireyasyawntu · 3 months

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oe txe’lan ‘anla nga

ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ- tsireya x fem! ometikaya! sully! reader , chapter ii.

ᥫ᭡ 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒: struggling with the ways of the water on an island surrounded by sea was hard- not to mention the feelings you are harboring for the daughter of the chief- especially as Tsireya decides to take special care.

ᥫ᭡ 𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄: I rewrote this countless times so hopefully there aren’t as many spelling errors as i think!!

although it’s only been a short amount of time, Tsireya had grown to adore your entire family, often chastising Ao'nung when he would pick on you and your siblings. She knew all of Tuk's new favorite sea creatures, and admired the way Kiri took naturally to the water.

She got along with Neteyam and Loak as well, and how they adapted to the water- but, she also knew about Loak's crush that was for her, and tried her best not to lead him on; she had no interest, but really didn't wish to be harsh and hurt his feelings. and recently, the reef girl has found herself spending her days with you, teaching you the little things about her culture, braiding, beading, dancing. She enjoyed it, but she loved being with you most of all.

Tsireya had gifted you both a top and a skirt that she’d crafted for no one in particular to get you accustomed to the sea clothes that are stable.

You’ve learned that the Metkayina swim fast in the water; therefore they have to make sure their clothes are well-secured to their body and that they are meticulously woven to handle heavy currents.

Natural fibers from the beach and underwater are harvested for weaving clothing, and yours was made from many things you couldn’t seem to place your finger on.

You excepted the gift with great gratitude, a wide smile on your face as you looked to the neatly woven clothing. It was beautiful, purple and green incorporated together into a matching set you could only wait to put on— you didn’t seem to notice a strand of stray hair that had fallen from behind your ear, but Tsireya had.

The reef princess leant forward, taking her turquoise hand and tucking your half braided strand of hair that she had previously woven shells and such into, a beautiful contrast with both forest and ocean, the shells matched your eyes, something Tsireya adored most. You froze for a moment as her hand brushed against your ear, the stray strand long gone while you flickered your gaze up to her, eyes locking and time freezing.

She was so close- if you’d moved even an inch, you’d think more than your noses would touch. Your face blew aflame and became an obnoxiously dark purple color, ears tinting the same color as your eyes swirled inside hers. The metkayina herself had a soft purple tint to her cheeks, as well, as she pulled her hand from your hair and gently tore her eyes from you, subtly going back to what it was she was doing.

Your heart beat faster and faster as the time inside her Marui passed, leaving you to helplessly recall the moment as seconds of you fiddling with the clothing went by.

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By late eclispe, you had returned to your family's temporary residence and was berated by both your father and mother for your late appearance, your apology settling the matter in explanation as to why you were absent. You all went to sleep that night calm.

a rather peaceful morning with you family was rare at time like these. like this morning, you find yourself and your siblings rolling up your nivi after a late night's rest was interrupted by the bellow of a shell horn, followed by whoops and hollers coming from the people outside.

both Confused and on edge, you dropped your nivi and emerged from the marui, looking around as the Metkayina jump around and dive into the water, making you and your family curious as to what was going on.

Your answer came in the form of Tsireya, atop an ilu as she waves down her people from the water below their homes; "The tulkun have returned! Everybody! Our brothers and sisters have returned!" You looked up toward the large atoll, wood walls protecting the village from lesser-docile natures- seeing emerging from the tunnels and pathways were large rolling waves that were indicating something big underneath the water.

you watched with curiosity as large spurts of seaspray flew out like geysers from below the ocean's blue surface. It was a large pod of whale-like creatures, massive and friendly. Their presence into the village was both graceful and one that brought much very much joy to the Metkayina of Awa’atlu as they couldn't get in the water fast enough, diving head first into the crystal clear waters.

Your siblings were excited as well, jumping in as fast as they could. Tsireya came to you astride her ilu, “Y/n! Come with me, come meet my spirit sister!” Tsireya’s voice called out to you, and you yourself wasted no time diving into the sea and allowing Tsireya to grab you onto her ilu, taking off into the sea. You stare in amazement at the large sea creatures, a massive smile engulfed your lips as you look around with curiosity.

“look, it’s my spirit sister!” Tsireya pointed to a squealing tulkun who flapped out her fins in enjoyment of seeing the familiar metkayina, and Tsireya looked back to your face in joy at your presence.

you sucked in a big breath; feeling guilty for not knowing how to breathe yet, hence having to most likely go for air sooner than the average person.

as you and tsireya approached, you greeted the tulkun, Tsireya smiling widely at the sight of her sister and you watching in awe.

You signed, “greetings, mighty tulkun and spirit sister of Tsireya. I see you.”

"Hello, Forest Sister. I see you." The tulkun sang as her soft form of speaking, and luckily, having had enough lessons, you were barely able to grasp the old language. You spoke with the tulkun for a while, occasionally checking in with the tsakarem of the metkayina to ensure you were speaking correctly before your body called for oxygen and you departed, also signifying you were off to find your family, altogether missing when Tsireya signed to the tulkun, 'I met a girl'.

You floated to the surface, coughing at the transition from water to air, looking around you like- you spotted only Tulkun and Metkayina, your family not in sight. Before you head off to search, you stuck your head in the water one last time to see Tsireya, catching sight of her and her spirit sister doing a small, underwater dance for an unknown reason. You smiled, heart skipping a beat at the sweet sight before your determination set in and you were off to first locate your twin, Lo’ak.

You swam past the Metkayina above both Ilu and Skimwings, past the happy Tulkun and keeping your eyes peeled for any signs of Ometikaya.

“y/n!” the sound of your little sister instantly caught your attention, turning your head to the side you saw Kiri, Tuk and Rotxo above a Tulkun, most likely the Metkayina’s spirit brother. “come with us,” kiri motioned you over with a smile, and you doing so. You swam over, careful around your older sister as she is still recovering from the events of the spirit tree, something that will forever be a permanent memory in your life.

Tuk made her way around kiri to get between you both, a big smile on her face as the tulkun began to take off into the sea once more, you trying your hardest to hold your breath.

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"now, you must wrap it around the twine in the star shape i taught you earlier," tsireya said, mimicking the process with her own hands as you watched her do so intently.

“like this?" you asked, wrapping it around the shell in reflection of what she’d previously demonstrated.

"yes, like that." she smiled as you folded it, concentrated. your tongue stuck out your mouth slightly as you squinted, trying to tie it on your own. Tsireya watched her for a moment before offering help.

“it is okay.. i think I can do it.” you smiled sheepishly at her, embarrassed at the fact you once again could not do something so simple to the metkayina. “okay.” Tsireya waited patiently for you.

eventually you got it, and smiled at her as you proudly held up your finished necklace. it was beautiful, made with clear blue rocks and shells of different assortments.

“i did it!” Tsireya’s smile only grew bigger and more affectionate at your happy face, “you did it!” she held the necklace in your hand, her fingers embracing yours over the beaded twine. Your gaze shuffled to hers, awkwardly looking away and holding in an estranged cough at her proximity.

"very well done, paskalin." your ears felt a little warm at the nickname. You had heard it only a few times- two of them being from Tsireya herself, and the other being your father calling your mother that.

You didn't quite know what it meant, but it made your heart swirl. “thank you." you shyly replied, smiling. "you are welcome." she hummed, a constant smile on her face.

“Now, you must learn to breathe.” you let out a hefty sigh at her words. You and your family have been with the Metkayina for a while now, learning their ways day by day and adapting more and more- your siblings had all learned how to properly breathe, and yet you continue to struggle. You knew it was because Tsireya was teaching you- it was not that she was a bad teacher- no, she was an amazing teacher- it is just that you cannot seem to focus on anything but her during your underwater diving lessons.

Tsireya had mentioned how you must adapt to the sea and learn how to breathe very soon, or it will not look good to her mother and father, as well as yours. She tried her very best to aid you in the category you failed most in.

Tsireya herself knew how good of a teacher she was- she would teach young na’vi how to swim, go breathe and to ride ilu, she had earned an Ocean Teacher chest piece which was crafted by her mothers hands, proving she was a teacher to those who were to learn the ways of the water.

yet, you continue to fail. It has not exactly been one-on-one diving lessons as Tsireya has your siblings to teach new things to as well, which put your status far behind them, making it difficult for her to juggle both your learning stage of breathing and theirs, without the help of her Brother, Ao’nung. Though you feel behind in the breathing category, you were the first to bond with an Ilu successfully, not being thrown off— it is just your lungs air limit that also made you the one who rode it the shortest amount of time.

Tsireya was having trouble with her feelings, knowing your twin brother had a crush on her made her feel somewhat.. uneasy. Almost as though she didn’t want him to, and she wanted you to. She brushed that thought off, trying her best to focus on teaching you.

“come, we must head back to practice before eclipse.” she placed her necklace in progress beside her seating cushion, standing up and watching you do the same, your jewelry beside hers.

You followed after the reef girl, though the small forest and past the tunnel, out side to the watery plains of Awa’atlu’s ocean.

Tsireya released your hand as she dove into the shallow water, swimming shortly along the sand before sinking into the deeper end smoothly and waiting for you to do the same. You sigh out, ears pinned as you walk into the sea, slowly submerging and following after the metkayina as she swam farther. “Tsireya— wait up,” you said aloud, her swimming much faster than yours due to her powerful and wide tail that provided her with propulsion as she swam, her arms doing the same.

She smiled at you, leading you on more forward into the sea. You caught on, groaning aloud as she giggled at your displeasure, diving under the water and flipping on her back, swimming backwards to see you struggle above. You took a deep breath, puffing out your cheeks and diving in after her- eyes focusing on her grinning face as she continued to swim deeper than you, leaving you to struggle to catch up. The coral reefs around the sea floor never seemed to dim of their beauty, fish and other animals swimming in a sync around the area placed a homey aura. You were looking away from Tsireya and to the pincer fish that surrounded the anemone on the multicolored coral. The tsakarem sent a shy, warm smile at seeing you admire the underwater beauty before you had to retreat up to the surface, the reef girl following after.

You gasped for air, coughing lightly as your lungs engulfed as much as they could. Tsireya surfaced smoothly, no gasps or coughs.

“You must breathe.”

“I’m trying,” you quickly reply, ears shot against your head, eyes darting from the Metkayina. She understood your struggle, but it was placing you very far behind. Tsireya’s thought of ways to get you to succeed- and her heart overtook her mind with a sudden desire. She brushed it off, flickering her gaze to you- you couldn’t hold your breath for more than a minute maximum- and she had an idea from her heart which might assist you.. but it was outgoing.

she has a small internal debate— you just aren’t getting it, and so she decides to take matters into her own hands and decides that first you will learn to hold your breath above water.

Tsireya swam towards you, the small waves splashing your face softly as your eyes look to hers as she swam closer and closer— her eyes staring into yours with a look you’ve never seen.

you shutter, heart pounding so loudly inside your chest you swore it was making title waves, so loudly you swore she could hear it. You didn’t know what she had in mind, but she as she got closer and closer, your heart became more heavy, sinking you into the sea— and the next thing you know, her lips are on yours and she is guiding you through breath holds while kissing you. Your eyes blow wide, the mild warmth of the ocean suddenly feeling so hot your skin could burn, face so purple you could be a yovo fruit- faulting for a moment, you stuttered- just before you you kissed her back.

your lips instantly fell into an unfamiliar, natural rhythm- knowing what to do as if they’ve been taught already, moving in sync slowly. The feeling of her lips on yours was almost refreshing, their cold demeanor sending a chill throughout your burning hot body and relaxing you pacing nerves. With the kiss, a minute seemed both too long and too short, wishing for it to never end.

Tsireya pulled back after a long moment, blinking rapidly with a bright purple face and purple ears, swallowing harshly. You reflected the flushed color, silence engulfed you two as you stare at one another with both satisfaction and bewilderment at her actions— you were about to speak, but she dove underwater and swam away, leaving your throat as dry as the dessert- helplessly staring at the place she’d disappeared.

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A-Z for Laire u monster x

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Lairë after sex, with one of her spouses, is extremely cuddling, and loves being naked and feeling her lovers. With strangers, she tends to uh, fuck, and leave. She only enjoys sex with her spouses.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

For Anlathia, Lairë absolutely loves her breasts, like she is in love with them because they’re so soft, and big, and aaah, so beautiful.

For Khaldaris, she adores their hips and ass because of the same reasons, and they’re very bite-able ;3c

For herself, uhhhhm, probably her own butt, she thinks it is nice lmao

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

Lairë loves cum, like LOVES IT. She loves it inside of her, in her mouth, and all over her body. She is kinda a cum slut >;3c

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Lairë is very, very into humiliation sex play, fuck her in public, she will blush, but moan like a whore~ haha

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Lairë was -trained- for sex, she has had sex so many times it feels like a handshake to her, but most of the sex she has had was forced or paid for. She only feels anything with her two spouses.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

Lairë on all fours, Anlathia forcing her face in between her thighs, making her lick Anlathia, and Khaldaris fucking her from behind, be it anal or vaginal.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Lairë is serious -most- of the time, but she has her days where she is giggly during sex.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

She is albino, so yes they match, and she is extremely well groomed, though she does sometimes shave the hair into shapes, like an arrow to amuse her spouses.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Depending on her partners, Lairë is extremely sensual. She loves to be close, and really feel her spouses. With others it is almost as if she isn’t truly there~

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

When Lairë is stuck, or frustrated, she tends to touch herself to calm down, and normally does it to go to sleep. She has trouble falling, and staying asleep.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Besides the humiliation kink, she loves blood and knife play, bondage, etc~

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

In the Crow’s Nest, and anywhere her spouses enjoy~

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

For others, it takes so much~

For her spouses, it takes next to nothing, Anlathia will wink, and she’d be a stuttering mess, and for Khaldaris, they merely have to walk into a room and she’d drool.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Lairë isn’t easy to turn on, so her turn offs very. Honestly the only two who can really turn her on are Anla and Khal~

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Lairë loves giving and receiving at the same time, she is extremely skilled at it. And adores it.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Both? Depends on her partners~

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Lairë prefers ‘proper’ sex, but quickies work too~ She likes to take her time pleasing her partners, and she was trained to do so.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Oh, hell yes! Lairë is open for most things!

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

She is smol, but this gal can go for hours~

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Too many to count. She LOVES them~ She uses them on her lovers and herself, perhaps in the same night ;3c

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Lairë loves to tease, and loves to be teased even more!

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Extremely loud with Anla and Khal, much softer with strangers. She normally makes long, high moans, and short breaths~

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Lairë is extremely flexible, and likes to be fucked in odd positions, example of this is here

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Warning for blood

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Surprisingly, not as high as someone would think~

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

She doesn’t, her lover’s usually fall asleep before she does~

@rainbowcoffee for mentions~

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