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honey-on-your-tongue · 27 days

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human!reader calling jake daddy everywhere😫😳

JAKE IS JUST SO DADDY OMFGGG

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“Daddy.”

The first time you said it, Jake paused. You called him Daddy. And the things that did to him.

He hadn't slept that first night, his hand fisted around his thick cock as he replayed the way you'd said that word over and over again. He groaned at the mere thought of what you'd look like riding his cock, your pretty eyes wet with tears of pleasure, the word Daddy leaving you in moans as he fucked you dumb...

He'd encouraged you to use the nickname. So now you do just that. All. The. Time.

“Daddy,” you say as Jake walks around the lab, playing with a few of the chem kits, “pass me that jar.”

You motion to a jar full of some kind of plant and he grabs it. He walks to you, holding the item out to you. But just as you're about to reach for it, he raises it above your head. Way above.

You pout a little, giving him a look. “Daddy,” you whine in complaint. “I need the samples.”

“You didn't say please, baby,” he teases, grinning as his hand trails down your spine. “Ask nicely.”

“Please, give me the jar,” you say, staring up at him.

He grins, leaning towards you. He kisses your forehead softly, your scent invading his senses. He hands you the jar, his heart fluttering as you smile softly.

While you turn to your work, he moves to stand behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist.

“Daddy,” you say softly, giggling as you lean back into his embrace.

It's a sweet moment at first. But it's quick to transform.

Jake is obsessed with you. With how much smaller you are, how strong he is compared to you. How you're everything that reminds him of Earth while also being part of his new life. The sensation of you in his arms, this pretty little thing he can toss around so easily, always turns him on.

He thinks about grabbing you and just bending you over the lab table you're working on, but he knows your research is important to you.

So, he asks, “Does this need to be timed?”

“What? This?” You hold up the vial where you're measuring one component or another.

“Yeah,” he says, kissing your cheek gently.

“No. Why do you ask?”

“Because...,” he whispers, moving a little so his hardening cock presses against your back. Your breath hitches, he hears it.

He can't wait to hear you cry out his name.

His hands move down to your hips, gently massaging your delicate skin. “Is that a yes, baby?” he asks lowly.

You turn around to face him, those big doe eyes so fucking pretty...

You nod. “Yes, Daddy.”

You—sweet, young, tiny little thing—are giving him permission to do whatever he wants to you. And he won't waste the opportunity.

He grins. “That's my good babygirl.”

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I think I kinda got off-track??? This was supposed to be a daddy fic and ended up being something else 😭😭

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hidden-snow · 3 months

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‿୨♡ Ｄａｄｄｙ＇ｓＬｉｔｔｌｅＰｒｉｎｃｅｓｓ ♡୧‿

Warnings/ content:// p in v, daddy kink, age gap, pregnancy kink, heats, fingering, oral - female receiving, pet names, slight orgasm denial, queue pulling

Characters:// Jake x Na’vi reader

Word count // 1,785

You have always been daddy’s little princess. Covered in cum and and sweat, with slick wetness pooling down from between your thick thighs, you were the sight of pure pretty perfection in his eyes.

Even more so, when he imagined you swollen with his child, belly full and rounded. Fuck, he wanted to see you pregnant more than anything in this world.

Unfortunately, between your numerous duties as the teacher and mentor of future hunters and warriors and his duties as the olo’eyktan of the clan, neither of you have had the time to just sit and talk over the possibility of a future baby. And he wasn’t one to do as he pleased when it came to your body in the long run.

So you both waited, dancing around your heats, staying apart until the last of the effects had subsided and you were in the safe zone again.

He always made it up to you; fucking you dumb all night long for multiple nights straight afterwards, but it was getting to be almost not worth it.

Your heats were horrible, hazy but full of fucking yourself with your own fingers buried knuckle-deep inside of your pussy while thinking about your daddy and how much better he could fill you.

Choking on sobs, covered in sweat, you trembled on your mat, thighs spread apart while fingers bobbed in and out of your heat, squelches sounding as your fingers moved within your soaked cunt. And all you could do was yearn for daddy, wishing he’d come and help you.

Your ears perked to the sound of footsteps, your fingers halting in their thrusts, and you wait, body trembling on the mat, tail slowly slipping back and forth on your bedding.

“Kid? I know we agreed to wait till after yer heats and everythin’…. But I-“

He didn’t even get the chance to finish before you were pulling him into your alcove, pressing your lips tightly against his, hands sliding up to wrap around his shoulders while you began to grind your cunt against his clothed cock.

“Daddy,” you whine out, panting softly at the friction you’re giving yourself and, judging by the growing stiffness against your wet folds, Jake’s just barely keeping himself restrained.

“If you do this, we’ll have a baby coming. Are you sure you wanna do this?”

His voice is paper-thin, stiff and a little jostled.

“Wanna have your baby, daddy. Please?”

“You’d look pretty with daddy’s baby, yeah? My pretty little princess, full with my baby.”

His voice was soft, gentle purr, his fingers sliding down to cup your ass, digging in to the soft flesh of your cheeks to leave little crescent shape moons in your skin.

You can’t speak, too focused on the firey-hot heat burning in your core as his breath ghosted your neck, sending shivers down your spine. His fingers grip your chin, forcing you to look at him.

“Answer me,” he growled out softly and you nod.

“Y-yes, daddy.”

He didn't waste anymore time, pressing you flat against the mat beneath you, his body wedged in between your thighs, palms planted on either side of your head. His lips met yours, crashing into a heated kiss full of desire and love, sending sparks of heat spiraling down your body, adding to the mounting heat in your body.

At some point between laying you down and climbing on top, he’d discarded his loincloth, his cock resting against your bare belly as he kissed you, and you slid your hand down, wrapping your fingers around his thick girth, bobbing your hand up and down, pulling soft moans from his mouth.

“Fuck, baby girl. H-hold on,” he panted, reaching down and removing your hand, causing you to whine out in frustration.

“Watch it,” he warned, throwing you a sharp look. “Don’t be a brat.”

He knew you couldn’t help it, knew that you were just so eager to have him in you, judgement clouded by your heat and sexual desires, but you were still expected to behave. And you’d have to if you were going to get what you wanted.

Jake sat back, taking in your flushed appearance, skin prickling with sweat, eyes lidded with desire and mouth open as you panted softly. Your legs were spread wide, folds glistening with slick, and your thighs were already sticky with your own fluids.

“Jesus, princess. Lookin’ so good, aren’t you? Daddy’s gonna fuck you so good, isn’t he?” he murmured and you nod eagerly, like a bobble-head toy, bouncing around excitedly.

“Good girl.”

He dropped down between your thighs, tongue flicking out to lick up the sweet juices soaking your heat, and you jump, moaning softly at the sudden jolt of pleasure spiking through you.

“D-daddy,” you groan out, whining and gasping as his tongue slips in between your folds, lapping at your pussy, savoring the flavor of yours, his fingers coming down to rub shapes into your clit. All you could do was hold on for the ride, wriggling and moaning, gasping out cuss words and pleas for “more”.

As you felt your orgasm approaching, he pulled his face back, lips covered in your slick, and switched places with his fingers, latching onto your clit, tongue swirling around the nub as his fingers thrusted into you, providing a better stretch than what your own could do. He could feel your walls twitching around his fingers, a sign of your approaching orgasm, and that seemed to fuel his efforts further, thrusting and sucking mixing into a delicious mixture that sent you quickly over the edge of your climax, crying out as your back arched.

His fingers continued to thrust into you as you rode out the waves of intense ecstasy, leaving you a panting mess on the floor, but it was pretty clear by the way he moved around, pale blue mushroom-shaped head of his dick slipping in between your soaked folds, that he wasn’t done with you yet.

“Ready, baby girl?” he murmured softly, gaze flicking up to meet yours, and you nod, swallowing back the lump that had woven its way into the middle of your throat. With a hand on his dick to guide himself, he slid into your “properly prepared” warmth, sinking in until his waist met the backs of your thighs, buried deep inside of you.

He groaned softly as your walls squeezed around him, taking him in eagerly. The feeling of his thick girth, stretching you to delicious lengths, feeling him move inside of you, before dragging it out slowly, you can’t help but whine at the loss as he slid out, your legs wrapping around his hips to pull him back in.

He swatted your thigh sharply, startling you out of your pleasure-filled haze, his golden orbs meeting yours with a warning. In response, you pucker your lip, tears stinging in the corner of your eyes.

“Fine. You wanna be a brat? Then be a brat,” he grunted as he pulled out, flipping you over onto your stomach, face pressed into the woven mat beneath you. He plunged back into you without a warning, sending sparks of electricity through your body, your toes curling as he settled into a fast, sharp pace, pounding you into the ground. You could barely think, could barely make a sound, gasping and crying out as his tip slammed against your g-spot repeatedly, no mercy for your body within sight. Not that you wanted any mercy.

You could already feel the orgasm building up inside of you again, like a coil in your belly, tightening and tensing up, preparing to snap, but then Jake stopped, buried deep inside of your weeping cunt, his hand grabbing your queue and pulling it to force your head up, neck arching uncomfortably.

“No. Wait until after I’ve cummed. You’ve been a naughty girl,” he hissed softly into your ear as he pulled himself closer to your face, forcing himself deeper inside of you. You whine out, frustration building up inside of you. You open your mouth to protest but the words were immediately stolen away as he went back to pounding you into the ground, hand still wrapped tightly around your queue, holding your head back.

His fingers squeezed your ass, digging his nails into the plump skin, before wrapping around the base of your tail, pulling on it as he moved.

You listen, feeling the breath punched out of you with each thrust, as he grunted softly, the snap of his hips against your ass so hard and loud that you’re sure you won’t be able to sit for the next couple days.

You could feel him dragging inside of you, the coil in your heat burning so hot, tightening up so hard that you’re sure you’ll break if you keep denying your own orgasm.

“P-please, d-daddy,” you sob out, pain and pleasure mixing into your body as you struggled against your own desires.

“Please, what?” he grunted, too focused on the way you wrapped around his cock, taking him in so deliciously.

“N-n-need to cum, daddy. Please?”

“No.”

You could feel yourself fall apart at that word, wiggling and struggling underneath him as you do your best to be a good girl for him. He wanted you to be a mess. He wanted you to turn into a moaning, groaning pile beneath his body. And he was getting what he wanted. His hand moved from your ass, sliding down along your hip to dip in, fingers once again falling to your clit. Another jolt of pleasure and he couldn’t stop the moan as you tightened even more around him.

“Fuck, baby girl. I am never missing one of your heats again.”

His rhythm is becoming jostled, erratic, and you know from experience that it was only a matter of time before he hit his own orgasm. So you do your best to help, leaning your hips back to meet his thrusts, cheek pressed to the mat after he’d released his hold on the long braid of your hair.

Jake lets out a soft groan before slamming into you again, both of you cumming at the same time. He moves slowly, riding out his orgasm as your walls squeeze around him, milking him for his cum.

“Jesus. That was… I don’t think we’ve ever had sex this good before,” he grunted softly, pulling out and guiding you down on the mat, curling around you gently, cradling you close.

“You know daddy loves you, right?”

His voice is soft now, just as gentle as the fingers that brush your braided hair out of your face so that he can see you better. You nod, smiling softly at him.

“Yeah. Daddy’s little princess.”

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luvv4j4ybe11 · 3 months

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one for jake <3

how do you think you'd be with an s/o that is really bossy/demanding or is used to people listening to her and doing wtv she says no hesitation?

Mdni🔞

“Oh, I’d fucking love it. I love watching my girl order people around and be all bossy, sexiest thing ever in my opinion. Makes me wanna listen to whatever you ask of me, but also makes me wanna break that bossy demeanor down. Cause’ I know deep down, you really just wanna be put in your place. Fucked so dumb like the little cock whore you are that all your capable of is only thinking of me? Yeah, I know you do, babygirl. I know how much you think of being stuffed so full of my cock all you can do is just sit there, limp in my arms and let me use my girl however I want to. Fuck, just the thought of you like that has me hard, see what you do to me baby?Now come here and let daddy stuff you full.”

Phew, yes, daddy😩.

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jakexneytiri · 10 months

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i wanna ride 🤠

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soupandsauce · 2 months

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MASTERLIST - MAIN ACCOUNT - TAKING REQUESTS!!!

Some of my stories contain NSFW elements. I am NOT responsible for your Internet consumption. Just be a good noodle please.

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fl3shm4id3n · 11 months

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All I want is for Jake Motherfucking Sully to make Love to me, is that so much to ask?

#jake sully #dilf jake sully #jake motherfucking sully #daddy jake sully #daddy jake #aphrodite's rants #aphrodite's thoughts #quiero que me alga el amor

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hidden-snow · 3 months

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♥ 𝙎𝙪𝙜𝙖𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝘾𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢 ♥

Happy Valentines Day babes! 🤍 Enjoy!

Summary // You decide to test new things so that Jake's Valentine's Day is so much more special.

Rated // 18+

Warnings // P in V, Fingering, Bondage, Food play

Word count // 2,316

It was the day of love, the one day that Jake had been pretty eager about. Valentine’s Day, he called it. Though the customs of the sky people were still pretty unfamiliar to you, your only desire was to please him and, in doing so, pleasing yourself with his company.

You’d talked to all of his friends, finding the best way to help him enjoy this day of Valentine’s, and you’d gotten a couple ideas of how to surprise him. Your favorite by far was the task of binding him with ribbons that you’d been gathering and making.

You loved the idea of making him plead for your mercy. Just the thought of being in control made you excited. Usually, he was the one to take charge, following your cues to discover what you liked and didn’t. Whereas you were still a puzzle to figure out, he was perfectly clear on his preferences and you were willing to follow your gathered information to leave him begging for more.

When the day of Valentine’s came, you’d requested him to come to your shared alcove, requesting that he let you have your own way this time. Of course, he agreed, and you couldn’t help the shiver of glee that stemmed from deep in your bones.

Now, sitting nearby, preparing all the items you would need to give both of you a good time, you take a moment to eye your handiwork.

He was laying flat on his back, red ribbons wrapped all around him, restraining him from movements. A thick red sash sat wrapped around his eyes, keeping him blind to what you were planning on doing. Ears flicking back and forth, tail quivering in excitement, he was a sight to behold.

You have everything you need and you move back to him, sitting on your knees beside his body.

“Yawne, you must relax and enjoy yourself. After all, this is my gift to you,” you hum as you pull out the sticky sweet juice collected from an utumauti fruit, eyeing his body in front of you. Thankfully, you’d thought ahead, making sure his torsu and belly were left untouched by the ribbons. This would’ve been a mess if you hadn’t done it perfectly.

You dip a small wooden scoop into the bowl of juice, tilting it over his chest while sweeping your arm down, spilling it on his skin. He shivered under the coolness of the juice, ears pricked forward as his nose worked to figure out the sweet aroma.

“What is that?” he asked softly, tilting his head in confusion. You simply smile, humming softly to show him that you weren’t planning on answering him. Instead of pushing, he nibbled on his lip, trying to come up with a reason as to why you were toying with him in such a way. You place the bowl down, sprinkling some awaiei seeds over the sweet sap, smiling at your handiwork. You had plenty of fruits to use, but you always preferred the mixture of the sap and seeds over anything else you had collected.

Though hard to find and collect, it was always a special treat. And you’d been desperate to make this little treat come true.

“Baby girl?”

You could tell by the tone that he wasn’t sure what to make of your plans, but you don’t want to indulge his questioning. You wanted it to be a surprise to him. Instead of answering him, you lean down, dragging your tongue along his chest to collect the seeds and sap, and you feel him shiver underneath you.

“Jesus Christ.”

You could agree with his soft grunt; this was very thrilling. Sensitive to touch due to his lack of vision, his senses were heightened, making this experience even more pleasurable for himself. You slip your tongue over his chest once more, taking your time to lick off the mixture from his body.

He’s wriggling under your touch, the urge to touch, to grasp, sweeping through his body, and you’re so grateful that you’d thought ahead enough to tie him up. You wanted to remain in control for as long as possible.

As you licked, you made sure to suck hickies into his skin, nipping at the navy blue beneath your lips, marking him up for all to see who he belonged to. He was yours and you were his. Nothing would change that.

Your head moved down, following the path of the syrup to his stomach, tongue working hard to clean him off. You were enjoying the soft grunts and groans that swept past his lips, spurring you on as you continued towards your adjective; giving him everything you had been working towards.

Your movements were swirling dangerously close to the pitched tent of his tewng, and you couldn’t help but smirk at the fact that your tongue on his skin turned him on. It wasn’t time yet, but soon you’d have him struggling in his bondage, begging for you to cut him loose. You could hear the pleas now and it made your grin grow even more.

Your fingers move to touch the stiffness of his tewng, dancing along his girth, teasing him with feather-light, soft touches.

As you finish licking the tangy sweet taste from his skin, your fingers work to untie his tewng, freeing his cock to stand tall and eager. His body shivered from the coldness of the air now that he was fully bare.

“You agreed to let me take charge this time, ma Jake,” you murmur as your hands move to fully touch him, palms running down the length of his cock. The pads of your fingers follow the veins, moving with a special amount of precision to give him just what he needed to have him craving more of your touch.

He’s fully squirming now, desperate to have more than the teasing touches you were providing to him, and you cluck softly at him.

“So eager, aren’t you? Well, don’t worry. I’ll give you what you’re wanting in time. Just be patient. I need to prepare you first.”

Your voice is soft, tainted with a teasing note, showing him that you were planning on dragging this out as long as you desired to. You keep trailing your fingers along his length, humming a tune as you take your time with him.

Multiple times, you find that you have to keep pushing his knees down, growing rather annoyed with how quick he was to pop them up. It was disturbing your plans. After the umpteenth time, you swat his thigh rather hard, drawing his full attention back to you.

“Keep them down, Jake. You’re ruining the mood.”

“C’mon princess. Please. I need you. Please, let me loose. It’ll be worth it. I promise,” he pleaded, tugging at his binds, and you roll your eyes at how quickly the legendary Toruk Makto had fallen to begging for freedom.

“No. I don’t think I will,” you respond nonchalantly, as if you were answering an every day question. “But, I’ll give you something else.”

He doesn’t have a chance to question before your lips wrap around his tip, tongue swiping out to catch the pearly white drops of precum that weep from the head of his cock. It’s salty sweet on your tongue, almost like the saltiness of the rawp you’d often prepare for meals. He’s fully wiggling now, pleas falling from his lips like raindrops from a rainstorm.

Unfortunately, they only add fuel to the passion you held deep inside of your chest, motivating you to pull more from him.

Your free hand slides down between your thighs, pushing back your tewng so that you could finger yourself, the pads of your thumb and index finger teasing your clit. You moan softly around his cock, tongue pressing against the veins of his girth. You wanted to be ready for when you rode him, but you hadn’t realized that you’d needed this just as much as him.

After all, you hadn’t had sex in a week or two. You’d wanted this moment to be amazing for both of you.

Your head begins to move, tongue and lips working hard to take all of him into your mouth, and he’s grunting softly, trying to move his hips so that he could fuck your mouth better. Your arm rested against his pelvic bone, keeping him still, and you can tell it was frustrating him that he was so helpless against your toying pleasure.

You could taste the precum practically pouring from him, but you are more attuned to how he was behaving. He’d stopped begging, straining, instead, in an attempt to break free on his own.

How cute.

Your rhythm is agonizingly slow as your tongue slides up and down his cock, saliva and precum mixture soaking his girth and dropping down your chin in strings, connecting you to him. You feel like he’s ready, prepared to take you, and you move your head up, sucking on his cock until you reach the tip. Your tongue swirls against his tip before you release him with a soft, lewd “pop”.

He shivers again, a new coldness hitting his now-soaked cock, lubed by your saliva and his pearly white fluids.

You move on top of him, legs straddling his thighs, and fingers part your folds as your free hand guides his cock into your heat.

You have to bite your lip to keep back the moan that wanted to escape as his girth stretches you to a satisfying fullness that only he could give.

He was fully inside of you, his tip pressed against your g-spot as you sat there, just enjoying the pleasure his cock brought.

Fingers reached out, trailing down his chest as you watched him quietly.

Jake was breathing deeply through his nose, as if trying to compose himself, his teeth nibbling on his lip as his ears sat pricked forward.

You move to press your lips against his, causing his cock to slide out just a bit as you lean forward. His lips meet yours eagerly, teeth scraping against teeth as he kisses you back just as heatedly.

His tongue pushes past your teeth, swiping over your tongue, tasting the saltiness from his girth, and you take the momentarily distraction to roll your hips down.

He groans softly into your mouth and you part from the kiss. You take a moment to just admire your handiwork. He was shivering, face flushed with a blush, sweat covering his skin. He was straining to keep himself under control, the desire to see this whole thing through keeping his mind in focus.

It wouldn’t last long. You made it your mission to make him fall apart from the pleasure. You wanted to hear his cries and grunts.

You can feel your walls tighten around him, adding friction to your movements as you slide up and down, hips slapping softly against his upper thighs. He’s fighting your movements, torn between thrusting his hips to meet you and staying still and obedient. It was a futile fight and, within a couple minutes of you angling your hips just right to get him fully inside, he gave in to his sexual desires.

His hips rose up to meet your thighs, causing his girth to push deeper into your already-full heat, and you bite your lip as a soft moan pulls from your throat. Even bound and blind, he was still able to find a way to take back a bit of his control.

You relinquish the little control he’d gained rather easily, more focused on the fact that, with each thrust, he was burying himself deeper, tip constantly slapping against your g-spot in the most beautiful way possible. With your angling hips, his girth rubbed against your sopping walls, lubing him further with the slick that had been activated by you fingering yourself earlier.

He moaned softly at the feeling of yourself, squeezing him as you both met, lewd, sloppy slaps sounding as your ass met his upper thighs. It was amazing and you were slowly losing yourself to the pleasure, a coil beginning to curl within your belly. One of your hands slid up your body to squeeze your breast and play with your nipple, other hand sliding down to tease your clit once more. Your rhythm was growing faster, more erratic and desperate, as you began to chase your own climax. In that moment, all you cared about was feeling good, as good as Jake was feeling.

His face was red, sweat gleaming on his skin. He looked just as desperate as you felt, lips thinned as he worked for his orgasm.

In that moment, you gave up trying to hold out. You let him have his way, bouncing on his lap like a little doll, and his body began to tense up, hinting to his own approaching climax.

Your hands slipped away, reaching out to rub down his chest.

“Cum for me, ma Jake,” you whisper softly as your nails lightly scratch his skin. “I want you to cum.”

With those words floating in his ears, his hips smacked against the bottom of your thighs one last time, body fully tight, a soft grunt escaping his lips. It was enough for you to slam into your own climax, toes curling, your head thrown back as you moaned softly. Body trembling from the adrenaline that coursed through your entire being, you slide off of him slowly, fingers reaching up to push back the sash over his eyes.

He blinked at you, panting softly, before a smirk began to pull up at the corner of his lips.

“I didn’t realize you were into kinky stuff, baby girl. We’ll have to do this again sometime,” he teased softly and you blush, leaning over to press a kiss to his lips.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, ma Jake.”

“Happy Valentine’s Day, baby girl.”

Dictionary // Tewng / Rawp / Awaiei / Utumauti

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fluloa · 1 year

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MY PFP 🤭🤭🤭🤭 GOIN INSANNEWWWW

whoever drew this U NEED YO PUTHY ATE

art creds HiKu_2018

#jake sully smut #jake goes daddy mode #JAKEKEMEKMSKSKSKS #BRBRBRBBR #NEED HIM TO FUCK MEMSMSMSMSM #fluloa speaks

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teyamsatan · 9 months

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^^^ this right here??? made me slide up a wall in need. now imagine dilf!jake, cause that's all i can imagine. enjoy x

wc: 660 words

smut under the cut, minors DNI 🔞

You loved days with Jake, you really did. He was a good leader - strong and fearless, compassionate and patient, he made everyone feel secure and at ease, made everyone feel included and heard. You loved training with him, hearing him talk, watching him listen. You loved his demeanour and his wit, and how he sacrificed so much and lost a planet and a bond to his own kind in order to protect yours. He was a good mate - considerate and thoughtful, funny and giving, he made it his life purpose to make you happy, and you appreciated him every single minute of your life.

You loved days with Jake… but nights… Eywa, the nights were the best, and you had a perfect example as of why right now, laying sideways on the bed, your head pushed so far back, it was resting in the crook of his neck, drawn out moans and skin slapping together the only sounds you could hear in the quiet of the dead of night. You haven't slept through the night once since meeting Jake. How could you, when more often than not, after a thorough fucking, he loved to fall asleep with his cock still buried deep inside of you, loved for the feel of your tight cunt and smell of your scents mingled together to be the last thing on his mind before he passed out for the night... or at least for a few hours, until you inevitably woke up, needy and desperate once more, grinding on his half-hard length until he was rock hard once more, his body unable to resist you, even asleep as he was.

Now, here you were once more, three orgasms in, crying as he slipped in and out of you with ease, your cum and slick allowing him to bottom out in you, bulging up the skin of your lower abdomen. He loved to sneak his hand from your hip, where it was rested in order to pull you further down his length, and reach around and press on the spot, until you squirmed and whined, until the tears flowed freely down your face into your ears.

"You feel how deep in you I am, angel? That's daddy's cock pushing your pretty skin up, mm? You're taking it so well, aren't you? Always so good for me."

"D-daddy... pl-please!"

His words pushed you closer and closer to the orgasm you knew would take you out for the night, the intensity of the last couple of hours taking a toll on your mind, until you were just a mess of words and incoherent babbles, drunk of his cock and the soft kisses he was peppering on the back of your neck. You could hear the smile in his voice as he spoke.

"What do you need, baby? Need daddy to let you come on his cock?"

His thrusts sharpened momentarily as he was hitting the spot that made you see stars and cry out in unadulterated ecstasy, until you were sure the whole clan could hear how well the Olo'eyktan's mate was getting fucked night after night. Right now, you couldn't find it in you to care.

"There you go, baby girl. Come for daddy so he can fill you up, mm?"

The promise of being marked by him, of his cum dripping out of you and down your thighs for days to come was enough to push you over the edge, and you came, making a mess of the mat, that needed to be changed daily anyhow, as you squirted all over him, gushes of warm liquid mixing with his own, and, spent and filled to the brim as you were, you allowed him to pull you closer and whisper sweet nothings in your ear as you drifted off to sleep.

"Daddy loves you, sweet girl."

You knew, and yet, you couldn't wait until tomorrow night, when he'd more than willingly prove it to you again.

somebody sedate me honestly

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pandoraslxna · 10 months

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The evolution of dilfism portrayed by Jake Sully

#dad daddy daddiest #jake sully #avatar the way of water #avatar #avatar 2009 #avatar 2 #Avatar jake

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jakexneytiri · 5 months

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HE TRIES TO GRAB HER TAIL TWO MORE TIMES 😭😭😭 YOU KINKY MF

#dilf jake sully #dilf!jake sully #jake sully #dilf! jake sully #neytiri sully #neytiri x jake #neytiri avatar #neytiri te tskaha mo'at'ite #jake sully neytiri #jake x neytiri #neytiri and jake #jake and neytiri #neytiri #avatar jake sully #jake sully avatar #daddy jake sully #daddy pookie <3

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cuethediscoandthedrinks · 1 year

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jake sully + breeding/pregnancy kink hcs~

a bit of fluffy smut, enjoy lovelies <3

song rec while reading: i see who you are - instrumental (björk)

• lying in each other's arms, sat not too far from the communal bonfire; you could see friends and family all around you from the secluded spot you were in

• most of the children were asleep at this late hour, but some gently sleeping babies and their mothers sat around the hearth, sharing stories with their sisters and brothers, mothers and fathers

• the dark of night contrasted with the warmth and yellowish hues from the burning embers, smiles and sleeping faces, alongside quiet laughs and chatter echoed off of the inner cave walls

• you'd felt especially restless all day, the only thought tiding you through the chores and work being this moment; sat with your head to jake's chest, nuzzled up into his neck; your face was turned ever so slightly to the side, taking in the sight before you

• usually the urge to fly, jump and run was enough to keep you distracted from this, but today the still of the little hours of the night with the steady beat of jake's heart was enough to remind you: this was home, and so was he

• the seed of hope in making it permanent had been developing as you immersed and integrated yourself more and more into the na'vi culture; your shared bond with jake only strengthening, and the yearning to share your love in new and more meaningful ways grew in your mind and heart

• looking out to the circle of na'vi huddled close together, sharing songs and stories, your eyes naturally inclined to those expecting; some mothers were yet to have their children of course, younger in stature and skin tone, their bellies swollen and full, usually their mates by their side; the sight made your heart flutter, and a small smile grace your features

• jake noticed this, of course; you'd been much quieter than usual, although the way your body relaxed into him intimated that this quiet was of no alarm - he'a merely been glancing down every so often to your form, curled up in his arms as he traced patterns on your hips and upper thighs

• your expression of an almost warm-hearted wistfulness caught him off-guard, though; usually you were asleep by now, breaths deeper and body heavier in his arms. this time your eyes were cast to the group sat about the fire nearby, your lips briefly pursing in thought only to grow back into a small smile

• using his index and middle fingers, jake ever so gently lifted your face up to his by your chin, taking in your softened sleepy features, whispering a quiet "...what's on your mind, babygirl?"

• sitting up a little further, you wrapped your arms around either side of his neck, lightly stroking the soft braid, brushing any stray hairs away from his face, behind his ears; jake's arms snaked their way around your waist, his eyes flicking up and down your form in curiosity

• you'd then proceeded to express what filled your thoughts; being human and working at the base in pandora, the probability of having any children was low. but your life was so different now; even your body was made of completely different components - all that was you was your mind, and whatever you wanted it to be was now up to you; unconstrained by human rules and physical limits

• at your words, jake made sure to listen closely; his earnest little tail flicks and swivelled ears making sure to pay attention, as you continued to express how you felt the increasing urge to have a family; and how the prospect of being pregnant was especially appealing to you

• the idea of being so claimed by someone, in such an intimate way; enough to change your whole body once more, not only for your baby, but for your mate. giving him a family, and the mutual respect and love that such a shared act represents, it made your heart swell

• jake's gently widened eyes and small open-mouthed smile only affirmed your words, giving you the confidence to continue, almost whispering your confession, "..i just...i want to have that with you, if you wanted it too...i don't have it in me to fight something so instinctual...i'd have your babies, i want them...with you."

• as you subtly began to gyrate your hips into his now slowly hardening length, jake's expression only deepened as he nodded along to you; your words almost washing over him and sending him into a trance. you wanted children, and to mother, and best of all..with him. you wanted his children

• paired with your now growing arousal, and lightly rocking your form against his, he could tell that this captivated you in more ways than one. his mind shifting from a place of pride and sentimentality, to that of lust and an intimate kind of eroticism at your proposed prospect

• he'd have no quarrel with fucking you deep, watching as you swell full with his child; jake sighed out at the thought, "ah, i see..must mean you want a daddy too, huh. a daddy and his babygirl, mmhm?", your now more desperate grinds only increased the heat between you, the proximity beginning to rile the both of you up

• "..yes..but really..w'na be a mama.." you'd let out, eyes flickering back and forth between his emerald orbs and the ground; your flustered form couldn't be masked even by the enthusiasm you showed at the idea of starting a family

• letting out a feigned-innocent hum of approval, jake nuzzled his face closer to yours, understanding what you really meant - maybe the family was in the future, but your current state: pussy wet, pupils dilated, hips circling hard into his cock, was more interested in the prospect of making the babies, rather than rearing them

• "..ahh, ok..so my babygirl wants to be a mommy, and wants mommy and daddy to make babies, am i right?..protect their family..take care of each other?..well shit, sweetheart", he'd keen, already knowing the answer through your eager nods, the little high-pitched whine that escaped your lips, and your eyebrows contorting in weakly hidden arousal

• jake was fully on board with this idea of course, but took great satisfaction in watching your squirms of pleasure at the fantasy; sliding a hand down to your cloth-covered entrance, he moved the material to the side, sliding in his swollen cock; there'd usually be more foreplay, but feeling how much of your juices were already dripping from you, he took little more time in riling you up

• making sure to be out of direct sight from those at the fire, he gently scooted both of you deeper into the shadowed corner of the cave; once fully-sheathed inside your clenching, wet pussy, jake began to gently pump in and out of you;

• hips bucking rhythmically into you, your hips matching his speed as you rode him in equal fervor; in between desperate chesty groans, jake continued to gasp out, "..ffuck..you w-want a baby, sweetheart? i'll give it to you, i'll give it...ah-ah, fffuck..",

• "so t-tight for me..must've really wanted this, hm?..mommy wants daddy's seed, deep inside, right? m'gonna fuck it nice and deep for you babygirl, don't worry..sh-shit..", as his hips pushed deeper into you, his head leaned back on the cold stone wall, eyes clasped shut from the way your pussy constricted around his pulsing length

• all the while your hushed moans echoed in his ears, as you wantonly nodded to his lustful words; knowing just how much you wanted his babies, he was going to make damn sure you got them.

:,)

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cherrypickedxx · 1 year

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why is my tongue blue??

#i love him so much #muscle daddy #jake sully #jake sully smut #jake sully x reader #neteyam sully #loak sully #avatar way of water #blue alien

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tojisun · 11 months

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i adore you

jake sully x fem na’vi reader

!! smut - minors dni; daddy kink (central plot point); breeding kink; size kink; hinted age gap; possessive jake; dumbification but only if you squint

: jake’s the one with daddy kink in this teehee (happy father’s day king); an indulgent fic mostly tbh - it’s the daddy issues, i swear; jake’s older than reader but his attitude is kinda leaning more to how he is in a1 than in atwow; hope you guys would love it <33; title is from salvatore - lana // 2.8k words

you hold back from sighing again, curbing your rising annoyance as you try to be patient, waiting for jake to just tell you what’s bothering him. he’s been lost in his thoughts for a long time now, his fingers pausing from fixing the harness of his ikran, the new leather that you pieced up for him lay untouched on his lap. you almost hiss at him, wanting to know what you can do to help but how could you offer him any support if he’s being tight-lipped?

you return to stitching up your tewng, your ears pressed on your hair as a sign of your agitation, as you cover the tears with the other parts of the same cut of leather that jake would eventually incorporate into his saddle. you can faintly hear your tail thrashing behind you, no doubt announcing your ire, but jake is still so distracted by whatever is coiling in his mind and he does not seem to notice your tense silence.

you are reaching the last of your knot, your tongue ready to hiss a question to him, when jake completely drops his saddle and turns his big body to face you.

“sweetheart?” he starts, sounding so unsure with his small voice. your tail stops flicking, the irritation instantly being replaced by worry at seeing jake’s eyes furrowed with so much nervousness.

mirroring him, you let go of your tewng to face him. seeing your empty hands, jake doesn’t waste any time to pick you up from where you sat to drop you on his lap. he holds onto your waist, his palm warm on your sides and his thumb ghosting patterns on the edges of your belly. you giggle at the touch, breaking the tension, and you feel jake’s shoulders relax now that you are in his arms.

he has always been so tactile, so clingy with his affection. at first you thought it was because of his fear of being stranded in an alien world, but after many nights spent with his bigger body curled around your back, you learned that it is just the way he is.

it is unfathomable: the toruk makto being so clingy, unable to sleep unless you are in his embrace with your head pillowed by his arms. who would’ve known that the mighty warrior could be so adorable?

“ma’jake?” you ask when he remains quiet. “is there something wrong?”

he shakes his head, smiling at you softly. “nothing is, baby.”

he licks his lips, tilting his head to the side like he is mulling over what to say next. you remain quiet as you loosely loop your arms around his shoulders, waiting, watching, knowing that when jake is like this he wouldn’t hide pretend that nothing is plaguing his mind.

“i was jus’ wonderin’ about somethin’.” his voice is gruff and low, almost like a breath to be shared in the small space between you two. “it’s been- i’ve always wanted- but it’s embarassin’ and-”

you cut him off by cupping his cheeks, urging him to look at your eyes again. “ma’jake, you have nothing to be shy about with me.”

you watch the way his eyes dilate, the ambers almost disappearing into thin rings, at every word that falls off your lips. before you could even marvel at the change, you feel the way he nods, the movement soft and fluid, and your lips tug up in a smile. jake smiles back at you before he pitches forward and plants a fleeting kiss on your lips.

“when we mate, there’s something i want you to call me by,” he murmurs onto your lips when he pulled back just far enough to break the kiss, while keeping the grazing touches between your bodies.

“what’s it?” you ask just as breathily, feeling the change of mood as jake’s hands begin to slide down from your waist to find purchase on the swell of your hips.

“well, i’d love it if you call me ‘daddy’, baby girl,” jake replies, his voice tilting into a half-suppressed groan at the middle of his sentence, sending goosebumps to rise across the expanse of your dewy skin.

you gasp, rearing your head back to look at jake’s eyes. his forehead is creased again in worry, his lips pinched, but then you see his eyes. jake has always been so expressive with his eyes, always so honest with whatever he feels. and as you gaze into them, you see the way his suppressed desire is coiled around his worry. because while he is worried that you would reject his plea, you can see that something about being called daddy scratches the primal itch in him.

“ma’sempu?” you ask, hesitant, wondering if that is what he meant.

jake’s jaw falls, his cheeks burning bright. “oh god no! well, i guess yeah? but no, sweetheart, not that.”

choked laughter causes his shoulders to shake and you pout, not really following what is going on anymore. jake sees your pout and coos, one of his hands leaving your hip to pinch your cheeks.

“the term is from earth. only a sky people thing, i’m sure – well, i’m really not too interested in finding out if there is daddy kink amongst the na’vi.”

your nose scrunches at hearing another unusual word, but you do not ask him what it means, choosing to remain quiet so jake can keep talking.

“‘daddy’ does not always refer to your birth father. it sometimes refers to a man who’s older than you, but not really? either way, it’s meant to be an acknowledgement of their capabilities as a protector and a provider.” he rolls his shoulders, then, “a good lover.”

you blink at him, your cheeks tingling, wondering if he even knew what he’s saying. what he’s presenting.

“sweetheart?” jake calls, his fingers tapping your sides, feeling anxious when you continued to remain silent, keeping your thoughts to yourself.

“oh, ma’jake,” you finally whisper, your eyes trailing across his face, memorizing every mark on his face, cataloguing every freckle, every line.

you thank eywa for truly blessing you with toruk makto – the protector. the provider. your good lover.

you smile to yourself, quiet giggles creeping from your throat as you snuggle up to him. you hear him hum as his arms wrap around you, feeling him rest his chin on top of your head.

you sigh at his touch, purring at the warmth surrounding you, and knowing that you can no longer prolong your silence, you whisper, with reverence tinging your voice, “you are my daddy.”

jake stiffens from underneath you, his back tensing at your tantalizing whisper. you peek over his shoulder upon hearing a muted thumping, and warmth explodes in your chest when you see his tail happily swaying behind him.

“i am?” he croaks, his voice wavering with the intensity of his emotions.

you click your tongue gently, embarrassment and pride battling together within you.

he pulls back to gaze at your eyes. “baby, i am?” jake repeats.

you roll your eyes at him, thumping your fist on his chest softly. “yes, ma’jake. you are.”

you barely finished uttering your reply when jake swoops in and kisses you deeply, his head angled to the side to perfectly slot his lips against yours. you hum into the kiss, your chest fluttering as jake’s hands trail across the expanse of your back, his fingers warm in their kneading. you shiver at the intensity of his kisses, of his embrace.

———

you stifle a choked moan on the back of your palms, losing your vision for a quick moment, when you finally feel jake’s tswin connecting with yours.

“fuck!” you hear jake curse on top of you, his hands falling on either side of your face to steady himself when the rush of your pleasure tangles with his.

you peel your eyes open, wanting to see jake, and your heart stutters when his eyes are already on you.

“daddy,” you whisper readily, the name falling from your lips naturally.

jake shivers, his heavy cock pulsing from where it’s been rubbing along your belly, the head of it weeping, smearing his seed across a small expanse of your skin.

“yawne,” jake replies, his face contorted as pleasure raises along the tsaheylu between you two once again. “baby, y’r so beautiful. so precious.”

you whimper when he finally pulls himself up to kneel between your legs. “no!” you cry, not wanting to miss the connection, but jake just shushes you, moving slowly as to reassure you that he isn’t leaving. that he’s got something more for you.

and he’s right. you watch as one of his hands wrap around his cock, his thumb rubbing along his leaking slit, and your skin tingles when he hisses in pleasure. you watch the way he loses himself in his touch, his hands moving along his length to scratch the itch.

“no!” you whine again, slapping at his clenched fist. jake blinks his eyes open and turns to you, a croon already vibrating from the base of his throat.

“sorry yawne,” he murmurs as he bends down and runs his lips along your neck, his nose tickling your heightened glands. “daddy’s gon’ fuck you now, okay?”

you nod, quiet in your anticipation even when your body is trembling hard, your wet core pulsing with need.

jake guides the head of his cock to your cunt, rubbing it along your folds. you keen, your toes curling as muted pleasure explodes in the pit of your stomach – it is both so good, yet never truly enough.

“daddy, please!” you whimper, unable to keep up with his continuous teasing.

“where do you want daddy’s cock, baby girl?” jake murmurs, his na’vi dissipating as he slips into english again.

you want to sob at how unfair he’s being, using your weakness for his demon language to play with you like this. your ears flatten on your head, a hiss building at the base of your throat, but it vanished when jake’s cock dips further into your folds, teasing your opening.

“c’mon, kid, it’s not a hard question,” jake continues, his eyes locked onto your face, watching the way your eyes dilate in frustration and in desire.

you gasp when jake pulls his cock away from your weeping cunt to tap the head of it directly onto your nub. a frustrated cry is ripped out of you when jake does it again, and you want to punch your mate for his playful cruelty.

“in me, daddy!” you finally managed to utter, taking your eyes away from his heavy cock to meet his gaze, begging him to stop with the teasing and to claim you already.

jake proudly smiles at you, showing off his fangs to the point that his eyes crinkle. “good girl,” he murmurs then he is pushing his cock in.

“ma’jake!” you squeal, your back arching off the mat at the explosion of pleasure that came with being filled up.

you didn’t realize that you were scratching his back, your blunt nails making welts along his skin, until jake’s murmurs from somewhere above you broke through the overwhelming pleasure: “easy, baby. watch y’r nails.”

you stare up at him dumbly, not understanding anything past the pleasure, your dazed eyes rolling back into your skull as jake keeps pounding into you.

you hear jake laughing and you weakly punch at his shoulder, your lips parting for a grumbled complaint, when jake’s thumb finds your tiny nub and rubs it gently, purposefully.

“daddy, too mu-!” your voice breaks for a drawled moan when jake rubs at your nub again, matching the pace of his thumb with his hips, the dual pleasure leaving you breathless.

your cunt squeezes his cock, trying to draw him even deeper in you, hoping he would keep you stuffed and full and swollen with his seed. in your heightened ecstasy, you forgot that you’ve made tsaheylu with jake; that jake can feel your desire.

“oh?” jake asks as he stops moving, leaving his cock throbbing inside your walls. “is that what you’d want, baby? to be bred by me?”

you gasp, the frustration of having been edged bleeding out at being caught. you look at him, shy all of a sudden, but jake is smiling, looking at you so sweetly. so eagerly.

“is that what you want, sweetheart?” he asks again, his voice rough and deep, rumbling in a way that shows that he is still holding back. he lifts one of his hands from your hip to press down on your belly, careful but also insistent. “want to feel me here?”

you are aching with so much desire but the reminder of how big jake truly is, how far into you he could really reach, has you panting, your cunt clenching at his cock again. it makes jake chuckle, his laugh coming out as wheezing, as his eyes furrow to savour the feeling of your plush walls warming him.

“fuck, baby, you do, don’t you?” he sounds in awe, like he couldn’t believe just how much you want him.

“i do, ma’jake,” you hum, tracing your fingers along his arm, his wrist, before placing your smaller hand on top of his from where it still rests on your belly. “wanna feel you here.”

“shit,” is all he says before he is taking your hand away from your stomach to tangle his fingers with yours and pinning them beside your head.

then, he is pulling out, the slide of it gentle, and just when you thought that he’d tease you again, jake slams his cock back in you. fast, hard, deep.

you scream, your eyes going blind for a moment at the sudden engulfing pleasure racing along your nerves.

jake is going fast, no more teasing words or drawn out foreplay, as he descends into his primal instincts, evoked by the need to pleasure his mate. to fill you up just like you wished.

good mate, you think, too bleary to voice out your praises for your beloved. daddy, my good lover.

jake chokes, his hips stuttering a little bit, and you feel his emotions through the tsaheylu: desire, need, ecstasy. but also: love, love, love.

“yawne,” he murmurs, his voice a wreck. “i love you, baby.”

you sob, nodding at him, your toes curling when you feel your pleasure building. rising.

“i love you, daddy!” you reply, writhing when jake hits so deep in you again.

stuttered ah-ah-ahs leave your lips constantly, not knowing what else to say. what else to feel.

jake is everywhere: his scent is in your head, his bigger body folding over you, his warmth surrounding you whole. his cock is heavy and thick and long inside you, stretching your walls to reach your sensitive parts like he is claiming you all over again.

“daddy, ‘m close!” you whimper as you grip his hand.

“yeah, baby, me too,” jake whispers, draping his body over you to rest his forehead on yours. “cum with me, okay, baby girl?”

you nod, hitched whines not letting up enough for you to string words to respond to him. you feel jake smile, his lips so close to yours, and you tip your head up to graze a kiss over them. he groans as he sinks into a deeper kiss, his teeth quickly nipping your bottom lip when you gasped at another deep thrust.

he lets go of your hand to rub your nub again, coaxing your orgasm to tip over. you squeal, your back arching off the mat, going dizzy as the pleasure heightens, overwhelming your every sense until you are reduced to being putty in jake’s hold.

“ma’jake, ‘m cumming! ‘m cummi-!” you scream, your cunt clamping down on jake’s cock, your whole body trembling at the intensity of your orgasm.

“yawne!” you hear jake growl, his head burrowing on the juncture of your neck, before he is burying himself all the way in you.

you hiccup, hissing at the warm gush of your mate’s seed, feeling delirious at the feeling of being stuffed; he is filling you up, going through with his promise.

jake kisses your neck, pressing incomprehensible murmurs to your skin, and his chest vibrates with every deep breath. you embrace him, your shorter arms resting on his sweaty back, as you feel yourself sinking into exhaustion. the thrum of pleasure and satiation chases the ache of your sore muscles, and you giggle softly when jake’s kisses turn into teasing nips, his fangs tickling your sensitive skin.

“my perfect girl,” jake mutters almost to himself, pride vibrant in his tone. “mine.”

“yours,” you echo, huffing when jake nips you again.

“s’right, baby. all mine.”

#suns.f #dilf jake sully #jake sully x reader #jake sully x you #jake sully smut #jake sully x na'vi reader #jake sully x y/n #jake sully avatar #atwow x reader #atwow smut #avatar the way of water #suns #i was projecting rahhhggg dont mind me 😭#jake being the one with daddy kink is so sexy need more of that

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