#dom jake sully
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BABYDOLL?
description box; you’re not supposed to touch jake sully and/or tonowari—not in that way, anyway. actually, you’re not supposed to touch them in any specific way, yet you somehow still end up pinned down beneath them though, even though you’re much, much younger.
warnings; heavy nsfw warning; nsfw hcs for the dom and sub sides of jake + BONUS: dom and sub sides of tonowari (both separately), slightly toxic!tonowari, MINOR BLOGS DNI!!, smut below the cut
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ jake sully!
DOM!JAKE
definitely, most definitely has a sir kink.
dom!jake loves the feeling of authority — even in the bedroom, especially in the bedroom. you accidentally called him ‘jake’ and not ‘sir’? tsk. how stupid of you. stupid, little, pretty doll. forgetting your place again, aren’t you? your place is beneath him, always remember that, or he might have to punish you…
discipline
dom!jake is definitely a man who values discipline a lot. he likes being in charge, being able to control a situation, he likes the feeling of his words having over over someone, to oversee something. he also likes people who obey him without questioning him—if he orders you to bend over that table, you will. if he orders you to keep those pretty thighs apart, you will. if he orders you to stop being so loud, you will. he expects you to. and if you can’t… well, jake is a good and patient teacher.
orgasm denial / forced orgasms
he’ll make you feel so, so good with his tongue and his long, slender fingers pumping in and out of you, and he’ll push you into the pillows, but he’ll tie your hands up and deny your orgasm just to see the face you make, just to hear your small, pathetic whines, your little, helpless whimpers and your pleading face. he enjoys you begging him to let you release, he absolutely loves it, he relishes in it. he likes seeing this side of you—you’re so composed and reserved, so polite and innocent, and now you’re moaning and writhing beneath him like some cheap whore. but you’re his whore. he absolutely loves denying you orgasms or forcing more orgasms out of you, until you can’t cum anymore, he likes pushing you to your limits, to test you, to train you to last longer; oh, how he loves that body of yours… so young and so soft, he loves everything about you.
“keep your hands right there. steady. i’m going to untie you now, alright, doll? i want you to keep your hands right next to you, and by no means will you move them. grab the pillow, squeeze it if you just, eywa knows you will, but you move them, and i’ll stop. you hear me, baby? you feeling good? yeah? if you move those pretty hands, that stops, understood?”
“hngh… understood.”
“understood what?”
“understood, sir.”
enjoys overstimulating you
dom!jake doesn’t even notice it. sometimes it just happens because you feel too good, and he just couldn’t help himself. it’s not his fault you’re so pretty and cute.
is mean
he doesn’t even know why—you must have provoked that side of his. he’s usually very playful, he likes teasing others and being cheeky around people he’s comfortable with, but he didn’t expect it to… go this far. he doesn’t do it verbally, he doesn’t degrade you, he doesn’t like that but what he does like is mocking you—he does thoroughly enjoy taunting you a little—and faking sympathy. you can’t cum anymore and have lost count of how many times he’s made you cum? aw, really? such a disappointment, really. he thought you were his good girl, his babydoll, he thought you said you could take anything he gave you but apparently, he was wrong and you are a liar. but he swears he’s not going to be mad about it if you’ll cum for the seventh time… just one more time, babydoll?
SUB!JAKE
praising kink.
as much as he loves being mean, when he is the one not in control, when he’s letting you dominate him until you’ve turned him into a hot mess, when he’s crying and whining and groaning, when he’s all aroused and hot and bothered, he loves getting praised. something about it just feels so good…
“hngh, i s-swear i’ll be a good boy, please just let me cum, i need you so bad, please… no more teasing…”
“beg.”
“n-no…”
“beg or i’ll stop.”
“n-no, don’t stop, please, please, please, please, pretty please, i can’t… ‘s too much, i can’t take it anymore… please let me cum, i’m so hard, i’ll be a good boy, just let me… p-please…”
“say pretty please again.”
“p-pretty, pretty… p-please?”
“see? that wasn’t so hard, was it? good boy.”
mommy kink
i can assure you, that man definitely has a mommy kink. when his mind is all hazy and confused and all he can this about is his mommy milking him dry and his next orgasm, he’ll drop the word “mommy” from time to time himself but he loves it—and when i say he loves it he absolutely loves-loves it—when you make him say it. there’s just something about finally him not making the decisions anymore, not being in charge anymore, and leaving all that to you that gets him all hot and bothered. he likes asserting dominance, but sometimes, he needs a break too—being your subordinate and getting reduced to your personal, little fuck toy just has something about it that makes him get all whiny.
BONUS!
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ tonowari!
DOM!TONOWARI
breeding kink.
dom!tonowari loves, absolutely loves, breeding you. he’s obsessed with the idea of knocking you up, your pretty belly all swelled up, you carrying a child of his he is OBSESSED with the idea of you pregnant, waddling around, and he KNOWS you’d be a good mother, you being one of the most caring and warm-hearted people he knew. he also knows you would never be able to leave him, you being one of the most caring and warm-hearted people he knew.
“yeah? you like that, huh? want me to put a baby in this cute belly, hm? keep your legs still for me, love… yeah, just like that, good girl.”
talks you through it
to put it simply: he likes hearing himself talk. just a little. but moreover: he likes seeing you flustered, he likes making your cheeks flush and seeing your eyes shy away from him—it’s the same when he’s naked. he’ll intentionally flex his big arms, toned stomach and chiselled jaw just to make you blush. honestly, the commitment this man puts into making you blush are limitless. well, he’s dedicated and determined.
“how you feeling, hm? you feeling good? you feeling full? taking my cock so well, baby doll… shit, you’re so tight… what’re you doing? are you covering your mouth?”
“… n… no…”
“tsk. yes you are. remove your hand, now. let me hear those pretty, little sounds you make. come on.”
“no, i c-can’t… ‘s too embarrassing…”
“well, do whatever you want. i’ll make you scream either way, baby doll.”
SUB!TONOWARI
degradation kink
this. i feel like this man low-key likes getting degraded—after being a person of authority so long, he just needs someone to make him feel good… he honestly didn’t think he would be into degradation the first time that topic got brought up, but after the first time you actually did degrade him, it felt… kinda good. he can’t explain what it is but he knows he cums a lot harder when you degrade him than usual. sometimes, even this big man just needs someone to make him feel all fuzzy and pussy drunk, hm?
“aww, need to cum? look at you, such a big boy, the leader of the metkayina, just lying here like this… pathetic. what would your daughter think, huh? such a pretty manwhore… aw, are you crying now? all this too much for you? well, unfortunately for you… i don’t care. tsk. deal with it, slut.”
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• TEACH ME •
pairing: jake sully x reader (na’vi, they/them)
summary: you want to make jake feel as good as he made you feel…
request: by anonymous; hi! um please do a part 2 for "yes, ma'jake" ✨ please ✨
warnings: 18+ content, mdni, adult language; avatar 2009 spoilers, smuttitty, oral (m receiving), inexperienced giver, lack of proof reading (sworry), sub/dom dynamics explored, etc.
word count: ~1.6k
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note: yummy, my favorite kinda smut! ✨ hope y’all agree!
Jake’s hands rest beside either side of your face. You peer into those ember eyes. Your chest still rising and dropping quickly after the incredible spark of pleasure you just experienced. You watch as his eyes rake over your face. A smile slowly forming, starting at his right cheek.
“I think you are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen,” he murmurs out with a chuckle. “And I’ve seen so much beauty on Pandora.” You can’t help but blush. Your heart beating faster than it ever has. “I see you, Ma’Jake,” you whisper as your hand cups his cheek. “I see you, y/n,” he coos.
Your other hand is wrapped around his devilish waist. Slowly, your hand travels to his front. It slides over the smooth skin of his hip, stomach, and abs. His eyes shine with excitement as he watches over you with increasing curiosity. You bite your lip, knowing exactly where your hand is leading.
You gradually bring your hand to the place where Jake’s hip and leg meet. You watch as his breathing quickens. A smirk pulls across your face, as your fingers fall underneath his loincloth. Your fingers brush against tight curls, until they hit a hardened force. Finally, those eyes of his close. You trace closer and closer to your intended location.
With a slow movement, you raise up to kiss him softly. You whisper against his lips, “I want to make you feel as good as I do right now.” He lets out a gasped chuckle. His head shakes as his eyes open to see you. “Yes, please,” he murmurs with a slight grin. You lick your lips as your other hand presses against his chest. You continue to push him where his back falls gently against the mineralized dirt. His shoulders and neck supported up against a rock beside one of the tree of souls.
You crawl over his body. Your legs resting between his own. His hardened self pressing against your stomach. “Teach me,” you instruct. Your eyelashes fluttering as you seduce Jake Sully. He loses his breath as he watches you hover over his heated skin. “Teach you?” he asks in excited disbelief. “Teach me how to make you…” you trail off as you smile. Your hand covering over your mouth in innocent embarrassment.
Jake’s beaming smile gives you all the comfort you could ever need. “You can take them off,” he whispers as he nods down to his lower half. You follow his eye line and fall upon his cloth. You hook your fingers upon his waistline and pull down. As quick as you pulled, his appendage releases and smacks against his lower stomach. You watch in awe as it’s thick veined self made your mouth salivate.
He watches you, looking for any signs of worry. He is more than pleased to see you adjust your seat, excited for his girth. “What do you want to do with it, love?” he asks as he pins his arm behind his head. His other hand beginning to hold the base of his cock. Your eyes flick up towards him. You feel all the blood rush between your legs as your mouth falls open. “I want it,” you whisper.
Jake releases a sharp breath as his arm now reaches towards your face. “Where?” he says as his thumb traces over your lips. Your heart pounds, loud enough that you can hear it in your ears. His thumb pulls against your lip. “My mouth,” you murmur. He bites his lip. His hand travels to the back of your head. His fingers begin to intertwine with your hair. “You can if you want to,” he whispers. His mouth slowly opens. His tongue floating the the roof.
You begin to lower yourself onto him. Your eyes still stuck on his. You swear goosebumps rush through both of your bodies, as you slightly adjust your stance. Your hands now rest heavily against the tops of his thighs. As you draw closer, your eyes switch to the head of his cock. You lick your lips as you hover above it. He removes his hand from behind his head. He lightly guides one of your hands to hold the base of his veined appendage. He gasps at your touch and wiggles underneath your body. “This will help you keep it still,” he struggles to get out.
You smile. “Thank you,” you murmur. Your grip immediately tightens against Jake’s thickness. He lets out a quick breath. His eyes never leaving you. Your tongue brushes against his tip. You feel salt as you begin to circle around the head. “Y/n, yeah just like that,” he moans as squirms under you. He slightly thrusts into your mouth as he does. You enjoy the sensation of him against your tongue, lightly filling the space within your mouth.
You close your lips around the appendage and slowly take a bit more into your mouth. He lets out a deep, gut-wrenching moan as he struggles to keep his hips still. Your ears flatten. Your eyes raise to see the strongest man you know now vulnerable beneath you. Toruk Makto. You were the only person to have that control over him. And. You. Liked. It.
Your tongue flutters against his head. The groans he makes leave your face hot and flush. Following your instincts, you take even more. You feel his firm self bobbing against the inside of your cheek. Between heavy breaths, his hand falls upon yours at the base. He guides your hand up and down his shaft, never going past it’s middle. He prompts your wrist to twist as you come back down. Once you have a good rhythm, his hand becomes weak and lets go. “That’s good, baby,” he mumbles. “Don’t stop.”
Jake’s eyebrows wince together. Almost as though he was in pain, but you knew he wasn’t. You continue going up and down as you suck your tongue against his tip. You feel a prominent vein traveling up his cock. You gently massage it with your thumb. With that, he lets out a whimper. His eyes still closed, but now the grip behind your head was getting tighter.
He pulls you closer onto him. You dig deeper, wanting more and more of him. You try your best not to gag, but when you do, you squeeze against his base. You pull up off of him. Saliva strings trailing from your lips to his cock. As you wipe away the spit from your mouth, you catch him staring at you with absolute adoration. “You’re a quick learner,” he says with a weak laugh. You smile as you slowly lower your head. “You’re a good teacher,” you mumble before you slide his cock between your legs.
Jake releases another sweet moan as his head floats back onto the rock. His thumb rubbing against your scalp as you bob up and down on his cock. “More, baby girl,” he whimpers. “Please.” With a smile, you take in as much as you can. A gag here and there but you swear you can feel his curls at the tip of your nose. Your eyes are closed shut as tears form at their edges. “How do you like my cock down your throat?” he asks. His hand pushing down against the base of your skull.
You mumble against his cock. A pulse begins to rock your world between your legs. You were ready for another round. Making him moan is your new favorite thing. You continue bobbing, as tears shoot down your cheeks. You take a breath of air and immediately trace your tongue down his shaft. You move along to his balls, cradling them in your mouth gently. “Fuck,” he seethes out through gritted teeth as he peers down at you.
Suddenly, Jake grabs hold of your hair and queue. His grip tight, enough to make you wince, but you didn’t mind. He pushes you deeper onto his cock. He fills up your entire mouth, your throat. “Take it, baby,” he whispers. Your hands brace for impact against the tops of his thighs. He begins to thrust harshly against the back of your throat. He loves to hear the sound of where your mouth connects with his cock. “Take all of it.”
You hear his moans become lighter, shakier. His grip against your hair tightens and releases on repeat. You look up to him to see his eyes closed, his mouth ajar. His lips barely covering his fangs as his tongue is restless in his mouth. “Shit,” he mumbles. “Shit, I’m going to cum.” You pull away from his grasp and choke on his cock, taking everything in for these last few moments. You begin to feel him twitch in your mouth as his entire body tightens below you.
Jake’s moans ring through Ewya’s forest. His pleasure-filled groans slightly come out as hisses as he cums harshly against your throat. He continues to thrust past your lips until every last drop is resting on your tongue. You fall back into your hands as you rest between his legs. He continues breathing heavily against the rock. His eyes, those devilish, watching you. The side of his lip begins to snarl as he watches you with animalistic eyes. You swear this must be the gaze between predator and prey.
Quickly, his hand tucks against the side of your face as he bites into a kiss. You feel his sharp teeth dig against your lips. A slight taste of metal appears. Your tongues clash against each other as his hand presses tightly against your neck. He pulls away sharply, but leaves his lips a few inches from your face. His thumb and index finger tight against each side of your throat.
“Turn around. Get on all fours, like the good mate you are.”
note: the whole time i’m thinking “sorry ewya,” but i also don’t blame the great mother for wanting to peep on all the mating 😈
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Baby Girl
Jake Sully X Female Reader (+18)
A/N: Pure smut, this is from my full story Heart of Gold I have on Wattpad and AO3, and just wanted to post the smut part
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"You don't mind if I steal her for a bit, right?" You recognized the voice as Jake's, leaning back to grin up at him. He didn't spare you a glance yet his gaze focused on Tsireya and Lo'ak who were more than enthusiastic for you to go.
"Take her Mr. Sully, Kentu will keep us company." Lo'ak kept switching his gaze between everyone before falling on his dad with a knowing smirk.
"Take your time, Dad." Jake squinted his eyes but, chose that moment to turn his gaze to you and you weren't prepared. It was piercing, smoldering almost.
"Ready princess." You blinked, nodding your head and turning back around and feeling his arm tighten around your middle and pressing forward forcing you to be aligned with the Tsurak's back. "I got you, sweetheart." The two of you took off straight before making a right.
"Where we going Jakey?" You loved calling him Jakey and it seemed he did too if the way his heart started beating fast was any indication. You felt him lean his face towards your ear, his hot breath fanning over it
"Patience my love." You felt yourself getting flustered with the fact the two of you were alone and he was pressed so close to you. You were getting a little excited too fast. "We are diving, hold your breath." You held onto the arm around your waist and stretched out in front to hold onto his other arm only able to wrap a hand around his thick forearms. The size difference was palpable. When you dived you never could get over how beautiful everything was. The ocean had a beauty that you will always love right behind the forest. You were going a way you've never been before and eventually, he stopped heading upwards. Once you surfaced he used the hold on you to take you off of the Tsurak. "We have to swim a bit more, hold on to me." You nodded, taking another breath and diving with him holding your hand this time, and up ahead you saw an opening him pulling you through it and surfacing on the other side. You took a deep breath looking around
"Wow, Jake." The space was much bigger than you anticipated. There were flowers all over the place and soft moss that grew along the walls and on the ground. It was dark in here a bit but, when Jake reached out to touch a flower, all of the flowers bloomed illuminating the cave in bright colors.
"Come ma Y/N." You allowed him to guide you to the moss where you saw some blankets and food there. It was a picnic. When did he have time to do this? "I found this place a couple of days ago and had discussed with Neytiri what I wanted to do and she told me to go for it." You turned to Jake about to speak but, he swallowed your words with a kiss. He still was holding you by the waist and used his free hand to cup your face. He kissed with a force that was so like him that you gasped but groaned when he massaged your tongue with his own wanting to coax more sounds out of you.
"Jake..." You found yourself breathless when he pulled away, his pupils were blown wide, feeling his hand leave your face to caress down your back.
"I've wanted you for so long Y/N." He pressed another kiss to your lips this one more gentle "Can I have you Y/N? Let me make you feel good." He was gently caressing your back waiting for you to say something and who were you to say no? Especially Neytiri knows about this which means she'll make a move quickly as well.
"Yes, Jake." You knew you were going to have to use your words with him. He looked down at you one more time and with little to no effort picked you up urging you to wrap your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck. In two strides he had your back on the blankets with him hovering over you, eagerly kissing you with you matching his energy.
"Let me eat your pussy. Please, let me taste you." Your breath caught in your throat with his lewd words as he nipped on your ear and placed his lips on your neck kissing and nipping his way down.
"Yes, yes, please-" You were begging already and he just started? He hummed urging you up as he untied your top, taking it off. You fought the urge to cover yourself but, gasped at the feel of his cool saliva on your skin.
"Finally-" He latched onto your right nipple licking and sucking as he toyed with the other one making sure to give both of them equal attention with his hands and mouth. You found yourself playing with his locs and your hips slowly canting up. You couldn't control how good everything felt, you weren't used to it. He was so skilled. Now you know why he and Neytiri have so many kids. "Pay attention to me." He nipped your nipple making you yelp and buck your hips. "Good girl, don't think just focus on how good you feel." He was right and you were going to listen. Eywa knew how much you wanted to listen to him. Once satisfied with your boobs he trailed hot, wet kisses down your stomach reaching your loin cloth where he tapped your hips. You thrusted upwards enough for him to take the loincloth off.
"Jake-" The only thing you can think of saying was his name and before you can do or say anything he had your legs over his shoulders and his hot mouth on your clit sucking and licking. "AH!" You weren't ready for the sudden pleasure bucking against his face and he moaned the vibrations forcing a moan out of you. You couldn't even control your voice if you wanted to.
"Good fucking girl. That's right, come on, keep making those pretty noises for me." He sounded so wrecked and that was just from eating you out. You found yourself closing your eyes throwing your head back and gripping his legs since they were the only thing you can reach. Your tail was wrapped around his flexed arm as he continued eating you noisily and messy. You loved every minute of it. You felt him shift before putting two fingers inside you, curling them, and hitting your G-spot. Your voice went up two octaves
"RIGHT THERE!" You found yourself humping his face and fingers chasing the high you felt building in your lower stomach. "Please, please, please-" You weren't even sure why or what you were begging for.
"My pretty baby doesn't have to beg, just listen to daddy and cum on my face." The praise was doing wonders as you kept humping his face, his mouth, and his fingers keeping the same steady pace. You felt yourself squeezing his fingers as you got closer and closer, your voice high-pitched now
"Going to cum, fuck, Jake-" You felt the knot in your stomach snap as a loud drawn-out moan escaped your lips, unable to control your hips as they humped his face and fingers. He slowed down drawing out your orgasm before pulling away gently but, he kept your legs on your shoulders.
"You taste so fucking good sweetheart." You opened your eyes blearily noticing the mess on his face as he focused on you. The intensity was too much forcing you to look away but, he wasn't having it. "Look at me, baby." You felt him shift downwards, and a hand on your neck forced you to face him as he kissed you. You tasted yourself on his tongue as he mapped out your mouth. He pulled away licking away at the string of saliva. "One more before I fuck you my sweet, can you give me one more? Let me see you fall apart for me." You blinked a bit befuddled until you felt his hand sneak in between your bodies pressing firmly against your clit and rubbing in circles, up and down and sideways.
"Jaaakee~" You tried closing your eyes but, he hummed using his free hand to pinch your hip.
"Don't close your eyes. I wanna see, let me see." That was too much but, you wanted to please him. You knew he got off of seeing you and feeling you be pleased so you tried to keep your eyes open even if they were lidded, moans escaping your open mouth in between pants. So soon after cumming you felt your second orgasm building up faster than you thought. "You're going to cum baby, yeah?" You nodded your head "Use your words beautiful."
"YES, DADDY!" You didn't mean to scream it but, it had the desired effect vaguely feeling something hard press against your thigh.
"Daddy is going to make you feel so fucking good baby, I promise. My beautiful baby girl deserves to feel so fucking good." He felt himself losing it but, he needed you to cum again so he can feel your tight walls on his dick as he fucks you.
"Close, I'm close- Daddy..." You got quiet for two seconds the feeling of your orgasm hitting you unexpectedly a little too much before a yell escaped your throat feeling Jake press sloppy kisses to your throat and wherever else he can reach.
"Atta girl, fuck I can't wait no more." He leaned up taking off his loincloth his dick springing up, dripping with pre-cum. He used his pre-cum to lube himself up before pulling your hips up to line his dick up with you. "I love you ma Y/N." You were about to huff out an answer back when he slid in, in one go making you gasp and wrap your legs around his waist. You watched as his eyes rolled to the back of his head as he thrusted slowly
"Jake, please." You felt him move a little faster using one hand to hold your hip and his other hand wrapped around your throat.
"Don't beg, my good girl doesn't have to beg. Daddy is going to give her what she wants." He was done talking letting his dick do the talking. Your mewls, pants, and moans were fuel as he gritted his teeth wanting to prolong your pleasure knowing you were extra sensitive from the two previous orgasms he gave you. He glanced at your braid and said fuck it, he knew you both wanted this. While still thrusting he grabbed his braid from over his shoulder and grabbed yours watching closely the two tendrils entangling together and he was hit with your pleasure, both of you feeling each other. He knew he wasn't going to make it much longer so he forcibly grabbed your legs and pressed you into a mating press and went hard and fast your screams music to his ears.
"CUMMING!" The knot that was slowly building up moved fast from the mix of his pleasure and the rabid fucking. Your third and final orgasm hit you hard that you saw white and through the bond, you felt him painting your walls white giving a few rolls of his hips to empty himself. Once he was sure he was done he rolled to lay down on his back and pull you to lay on top of him. The two of you panted softly taking in each other's scent and enjoying the peace.
"I meant what I said, I love you ma Y/N." You felt him press a soft kiss to your forehead smoothing back your messy and sweaty hair. You both need to wash up and eat but, that can be done later.
"I love you too ma Jake... so much." He hummed, feeling the purr reverberate through his chest to you. Nothing more needed to be said between the two of you, you were bonded now and it was one of the best decisions you made.
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Part of my Heart of Gold Story! It's not published yet this part since there is a lot of world-building I'm doing.
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Ooh could I request a jake sully x top male reader smut? He's been misbehaving lately but instead of punishing him reader is very gentle. Sir kink and overstim please!
Jake Sully.
top male reader
sir k. | overstimulation | praise | guided handjob | brief mention of fingering | anal | brief bite
a/n: feel like I haven't written in ages but I missed Jake fics. sorry I took so long to write this + that it's short
Jake's been fucking with you, and you know it. He's been tugging at your strings of patience and waiting for them to snap. And they do, when you give him a final chance to redeem himself and he purposely fucks it up. But they don't snap in the way he expected.
He chose to ignore you today, and you hoped he'd finally listen when his own safety was at stake. But he chose to put your irritation above all else and your shout of warning went in one ear and out the other.
You don't hide your disapproving stare when Jake sits up and presses a hand against his stinging chest. You're quiet when he meekly looks up at you, waiting for a heated response to come from you not because of the minor, easily avoidable injury (had he just listened to you), but because of his insistent misbehaviour.
But you stay silent, closing your eyes for a moment and taking a deep breath. When you open them again and exhale, Jake is still looking at you. A cocky smile takes over his face when you don't speak and you know you have to do something about it.
Despite his pride, he still follows like a lost puppy when you tug on his wrist and softly push him into your shared tent.
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"Touch yourself, love." Your words break the silence and Jake's tense staring session, burning holes into the wall in front of him.
Jake turns his head to the side and looks at you from the corner of his eye, suddenly losing all of his previous attitude, fingers twitching against his thighs. You stay standing behind him and he feels so unbelievably exposed. "I.."
"You heard me," your tone is a stark contrast to your words – far gentler and more adoring than Jake expected. His shoulders jump when your hands glide up his back and your fingers rest on his shoulders, applying a soft pressure. But his arms stay motionless at his sides and you sigh softly.
Your fingertips leave behind goosebumps when you gently run them over his shoulders, down his arms, and past his wrists. You cage yourself around Jake with your body, one hand holding his waist and the other cupping the back of his hand in your palm. The contact of your chest against his back makes his shoulders tense but you pay it no mind and force his hand to move under yours.
His warm palm makes contact with his hard, already weeping dick from under his loincloth and you smile to yourself when a pleasured sigh leaves him. Your lips press against the sensitive spot between his neck and shoulders and your hand speeds up. Jake groans under his breath and you can feel his pre-come seeping through his fist and pooling in your palm.
His jaw tenses, his breath heavies, and you just watch over his shoulder, setting an unrelenting pace with your arm, "feel good?" Your words are a whisper against his neck and his pulse beats under your lips.
"Mhm.."
"Use your words, love," your other hand slowly runs up the expanse of his stomach and up to his collarbones before your fingers gently trail back down again over his heaving chest.
"Yeah, f-feels good.." a gentle bite into his sensitive flesh has him gasping out, "feels really good, sir."
Your tongue runs over the faint bite marking his blue skin, "there you go."
You don't stop when Jake's hips stutter and shift in your hold and he whispers that he's close, expecting you to pull your hand away at any moment and rip him from his high. But you don't. A sob-like cry nearly escapes him when you keep going despite the come dripping down your knuckles.
Only when his knees threaten to buckle under his weight do you let him breathe. You hold him in your arms and let him kneel down on the leaf-covered floor, giving him a few short moments to settle and wiping your hand with a cloth.
His back stays pressed against your chest and your hands find his front again, fingers painting ghostly patterns over his stomach and chest, "you okay?"
Jake's hum of confirmation makes you smile. You slip a hand between your bodies and gently press it against his back encouragingly, between his shoulder blades, "on your hands and knees, then, love."
You're still gentle when your oiled fingers slip into him, cupping his hip with your other hand and rubbing circles into his skin with your thumb. Your touches never cease in their softness and care seeps through every movement, even when you push the tip of your cock past Jake's stretched rim and chants of your name and 'sir' leave him in gasps.
When your cock bumps against his prostate and sinks deeper into his guts, Jake shudders and his hips buck. Your hand slips from his waist to his cock, languidly stroking him. Your dick forces the air out of his lungs with every shift of your hips, no matter how small, and Jake can already feel his mind slipping away.
A particularly hard thrust knocks him down onto his elbows and you smile. It doesn't take long for him to come again when your hand doesn't leave his dick, only speeding up. He claws at everything in reach and a near-cry breaks past his lips when your hips don't stop.
"God, please," Jake manages to groan out through his noises.
You pause and your hand moves back to his waist, "want me to stop?" He doesn't answer.
"Then you can keep going," you tell him and an even softer "can you do that for me?" has Jake nodding.
"..Yes, sir."
"Good," you lean down to kiss along the light freckles that decorate his shoulders and push him until his cheek presses against the floor. Your hands slide under his hips and you hold his lower half up. Jake's gasp into his arm when your cock nudges his overstimulated prostate again makes you smile.
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Fun size - Jake Sully x human! bimbo! Reader
I haven’t watched way of water yet but idgaf Jake been fine since the first movie there’s also no plot so don’t question anything pls & thank u
Summary: Jake loves how small you are.
Warning: mentions of blood, p n v, rough sex, major size kink, tummy bulge, daddy kink, Jake has a big ass monster cock, oral (m & f receiving), fingering, fisting (?), spit kink, degradation/praise, squirting, creampie, dom! Jake, sub! Reader
“you’re hurt!”
It’s the first thing that comes out of your mouth when Jake appears in front of you in the laboratory. A concerned look is etched across your face, as you look down at the na’vi’s bloody palm. The lab is empty, besides you and him; it’s late, and you decided to stay a few extra hours.
He chuckles at your reaction, taking a seat on the tile floor. He’s too big to fit anywhere else in the room.
“I’m okay, honey. It’s just a little scratch,” he assures, as you move over to grab a first aid kit. You roll your eyes, grabbing the red box anyway and sitting down beside him to patch up his wound.
“Then why did you come here?” You ask teasingly.
“Oh, I don’t know,” he sighs, mockingly. “Maybe to see my favorite girl.”
You flush, heat rising to your cheeks at his words. And when you begin to wipe away the dried blood with a alcoholic wipe, you begin to speak.
“So how is it? On pandora, I mean.”
Jake hisses at the feeling of the wipe running over his wound. But then he sighs dreamily, tilting his head back. “It’s…wow. It’s great.”
You nod, happy that he’s doing good and liking his new life.
After a moment of silence, you look up at him through fluttering lashes.
“I missed you.”
He looks at you longingly, a soft smile forming on his face.
“I missed you too, sweetheart.”
You bring out a tube of antiseptic and apply it to his hand. It’s not that bad of a cut, just enough to draw a bit of blood. You grab a bandage and wrap it around his palm. His hand is so big that it takes a good chunk of the covering out of the kit.
Jake smiles when you’re done, and when you look up at him his eyes flicker.
“Kiss it better for me?”
His voice is soft, and questionable. You bite your lip, and grab his hand in yours. His blue skin is warm and inviting.
Your lips come down to kiss the bandaged cut. Soft, and you breathe against his skin as you do it longer than you should. When you pull away Jake’s opposite hand comes up to stroke your hair away from your face.
“You’re so tiny. Do you know that?“
The statement catches you off guard, and you frown.
“Is that bad?”
“Not at all.” he states softly. His hand strokes your cheek in slow circles. “I think it’s perfect.”
You and Jake have had intimate moments like this. Moments before he even became na’vi, when he worked with you and became your close friend. And there was always someone to interrupt that moment.
There isn’t now, though.
And so Jake moves you closer. His hands grab your arms. He’s gentle, as to not disturb his wound. And he pulls you onto his large thighs. You gasp, your legs moving onto either side of his, and it’s hard to do, really. He’s so wide in comparison to you that it causes a mild burning stretch in your groin. He moves closer, his lips warm against your ear.
“Do you feel how big I am?”
You shiver, beginning to squirm in his lap. As he pulls you to his chest.
“W-What?”
“I said..”
He grabs your hand, a small growl emitting from his throat. And, without warning, places your fingertips against his covered crotch.
“Do you feel how big I am?”
A small squeak spills from your lips when he commits the action. His bulge is big. Huge, even. You don’t know how he manages to cover it up with that thin piece of fabric.
“Yes.” You breathe out. His eyes are locked onto yours with a burning and intense desire.
“Kiss me.” He demands.
You obey him instantly, moving up to him and crashing your mouth onto his. You’re desperate, hands moving up to his brunette locks and give them a harsh tug. Jake groans, his tongue sliding into your mouth with ease. He tastes sweet, and his sharp canines scrape against your bottom lip. When he pulls away, it’s because you’re grinding down onto him and making him throw his head back in pleasure.
“Sweetheart..” he moans out.
“You’re so big,” you say, whiny and breathless. “I want you inside me, sir. Want you to be my first.”
“Goddamn, sweet girl. Are you sure you can take it?”
“I’ll take is so well for you, daddy.” You’re moving down to pull the loin cloth off of his dick. As expected, he’s enormous. Bigger than any human could ever possibly be. Fifteen inches and blue, with a slight curve and a long thick vein going right down the middle. The mushroomed tip of him is drenched in sticky liquid. Your mouth waters, as you go to stick your mouth to his girthy length. Licking a stripe up the vein, your eyes roll back when your tongue runs over a string of precum. He tastes divine.
“Good girl,” Jake praises, when you begin to kiss his tip. “Good fuckin’ girl..”
You whimper, and open your mouth wide. He’s too thick to even stick inside your mouth. You make a sound of disapproval at this realization, but that’s quickly forgotten when he’s grabbing your hair, fastening it into a ponytail, and telling you to spit on him. You do, leaving a wet puddle of drool on him. And then he holds you still and begins to hump your face. Your spit rubs against your own skin, and when his balls come in contact with your face your rubbing your open mouth on them desperately.
“Wetting that cock so good, baby, keep doing that. Gotta get you ready so I can stretch out that tight little cunt.”
The thought of his cock cramming itself inside you and stretching you beyond your limits makes you mewl, and although you should be scared to fuck such a big cock, you aren’t. The only thing you can think about is your needy hole being filled with Jake’s hot cum. You pull off of his balls with a pop, looking up at him with pretty Bambi eyes.
“Can you use your fingers on me, daddy?”
“Yeah, honey, yeah,” Jake murmurs. He’s overwhelmed, his face and neck incredibly hot. He brings his own hand to his cock, to relieve the ache of wanting to pummel you until your pussy breaks. “Shit, take that skirt off and lay down.”
You do, unzipping the pink fabric and pushing it, along with your underwear, down. Your pussy is swollen and aching, and when you lay down on the floor Jake pulls you toward him. He grabs your ankles and pulls your legs apart. And when your dripping cunt is revealed to him, he has to stop himself from shoving into you. Your pussy is red, clit swollen and juices trailing down your ass. The curly hair at the top of your snatch is almost adorable. And when Jake watches your little hole clench around nothing, he growls.
“Fuckin’ perfect. A human man wouldn’t know what to do with this little virgin pussy. Would he?”
You shake your head, watching as his index finger runs a stripe up your slit. You squirm, feeling his fingertip begin to sink into your hole. He gets to the first knuckle, and pauses. You furrow your brows in confusion, beginning to whine. He chuckles when he feels you clench around his finger.
“Needy? Haven’t even put a whole finger in and you’re all fucked out.”
“Please, daddy. I need it s’ bad.”
Your begging seems to work, because then he’s sinking it all the way in. And then, without warning, he shoves his middle finger inside of you, too. You cry out, the stretch something you aren’t even used to with your own fingers, let alone his. Wet gushing sounds emit from you when Jake begins to speed up his pace.
“Slutty girl. Look at you, dripping around my fingers, aren’t you? Yeah, fuck that pussy on my fingers, you pathetic slut.”
You mewl, your hips chasing that delicious friction of his fingers rubbing your inner walls. He attempts to squeeze his ring finger in, and when it pops tightly into your stretched hole you gasp out.
“Too much..” you mumble, your eyes shut and tongue lolling out.
“And you say you can take me? Baby, this is only three fingers. I might need to put my whole hand in here to make it fit.”
“Oh, god.” You say. “Jake..”
“I know.” His pinkie ghosts over the rim of your hole. “Think you can fit this in there?”
“I.. I don’t know..”
“It’s okay, sweetness. We’ll make it fit. Won’t we?”
You nod, dazed and confused, your pussy hurting from how good being stretched beyond your limit feels. The tip of Jake’s pinky slips in, and the tight fit feels incredibly snug. But you relax anyway, and it slips in with ease.
You huff, trying to calm yourself down as you drip all over the floor. His thumb is the only finger that isn’t in, and with skill he begins to rub your clit in slow circles.
“Daddy..” you slur. You can feel your orgasm drawing closer, Jake not even moving his fingers inside you but you still quake around the digits. He makes one small thrust into you. He massages a part of your walls that has you fucking into his hand. He smiles as he watches you become desperate for him. And without warning he begins to finger fuck you. Your wetness splashes all around your thighs and onto his wrist, and you a throaty moan pours from your throat. Your walls accommodate to his fingers quickly, and in no time your gaping snatch is being brutally manhandled by his strong hands.
Your eyes roll back, and as he massages your clit your hips surge up and you cum all over his fingers.
Jake grins, a proud smile on his face as you squeeze around him.
“Such a good little girl. That’s it, that’s it, honey.”
When you come down from your orgasm, your head spins from the high of it all. He slowly pulls his fingers out. When you’re empty you can feel your pussy gaping.
You haven’t even got to his cock yet. That’s what goes through your head, as you look at his incredibly large length resting against his stomach. It’s going to destroy you.
This is when you begin to get nervous. Can a vagina even handle that big of a length? It can give birth to babies though, right? So it should be okay..
You’re supposed to be a scientist, but you don’t know.
Jake’s hand on your cheek brings your attention back. It seems you’ve zoned out.
“Stay with me, baby.”
You nod, your hand covering his as you kiss his thumb sweetly.
“‘M here, Jake. I-“ his thumb is brushing over your lip, now, and it makes your head spin. “-I want you so bad.”
“Yeah?”
Your lips wrap around his thumb with ease, and you suckle gently. He groans, his body climbing in between your spread legs. His tip taps your clit, and your legs shake from the stimulation of your overly sensitive button.
“Spread this little pussy for me.” Jake says gruffly.
A whine emits from your throat as your fingers move down and open your lips up for him. His cock rubs up against your slit, and he moves forward to push himself into you.
It’s only the tip, but it still pains you. He leans forward, a grunt leaving his lips as his hands go to the sides of your head. He pushes in a bit more, and you gasp in shock; his girth is the worst (and best) part of it all.
“Daddy.. s’big!” You cry out. “Feels..”
You don’t know how it feels. All you know is that he’s throbbing and spilling warm ropes of precum into your sweet cunt, a burn starting in your pussy because of the stretch. He leans down to your ear, pressing a kiss behind it.
“That’s my fuckin’ girl. Take that dick, bitch.”
His voice is a low whisper, and his roughness surprises you. You definitely don’t hate it, though. And when he pushes into you another few inches, your eyes roll back and tears fill your eyes from the pleasure and pain. You don’t know what’s overtaken Jake, but he’s growling low in your ear as he takes your cunt with all he has.
“Filthy little size queen..” he moans, feeling your tight heat as it wraps around him. “All your good for is being my little cocksleeve. Isn’t that right?”
“Yes, oh my god!” Your legs quiver. He chuckles, darkly.
“I’m halfway in.” He states. “Surprised you haven’t split yet.”
He says it so easily, as if he isn’t literally risking your life right now. His gentleness from earlier is gone, now.
“Wouldn’t mind if I did..” you mumble quietly.
He scoffs, amused. “What was that?”
His cock pushes further in. You groan, looking down at watching in awe as your pussy lips stretch obscenely around him.
You yelp when his hand comes down to spank your tits.
“Don’t fuckin’ ignore me. What did you say?” He demands.
“I said I wouldn’t mind if I did!” You repeat, a small moan mixing with your words. “Put it all the way in, daddy, break me, please!”
His eyes turn a shade darker as he bares his fangs at you. “Yeah? You want it all the way? Huh?”
His cock is forcing its way inside you, and he has no mercy as he pushes his dick inside your tight heat. You sob, tears beginning to stream down your cheeks, as he forces your cunt to adjust to him.
“Little pussy’s choking me, fuck.”
You can tell that even now he’s trying to hold himself back a bit longer so he doesn’t actually hurt you.
He pauses at a certain point. It’s like he can practically feel your cervix stopping his cock from entering any further. You’ve taken about twelve inches of his him, and he’s kissing the squishy wall at the very end of your gummy walls. It’s not necessarily a pleasant feeling, but your neediness makes it barely noticeable.
And when Jake looks down, a strangled moan comes out of him. Because there, in that space just below your tummy, the outline of his cock rests inside of you.
“Oh my god…”
He pulls out a few inches, and then presses himself back into that same spot. You whimper, the feeling of him throbbing inside of you igniting a fire in your belly.
Or maybe it’s his cock.
He grabs your throat in a tight grip as he directs your head to look down at the outline of skin that his cock rests under. “See how deep I am, angel?”
“It’s so much..”
“I know. It feels good getting used, doesn’t it? Little girl likes her hole being filled?”
You don’t even aknowledge what he says, just trying to take more even though it hurts. “Fuck me!”
“Patience.” Jake quips, as he pulls out until only the tip is left in you. And then he slams forward, hard and rough, and the sound you let out is almost animalistic. It hurts, but it hurts so damn good.
He begins to pummel your walls, no mercy as his thrusts quicken second by second. He grabs your ankles with his hands and practically bends you in half to watch your ass clench and your needy pussy get torn open by him. When he sees that blood is coating is cock, he begins to growl again.
“Fuckin’ pussy is bleeding. Slutty fucking hole can’t take daddy’s dick, can it?”
“I c-can, sir.”
It’s not true, and you both know it. But the look in your eyes makes Jake not be able to stop. You look too delicious, too fucked out and filthy, for him to stop ramming himself into you. He brings his fingers down to your clit, begins to toy with it, and you sob as your orgasm draws closer.
“Daddy! Pleasepleaseplease..” is all you can say as your high crashes over you and your wetness gushes all around him. He moans, watching your squirt land on his thighs and soak his fingers.
“Good little bitch.” He huffs out. You can tell he’s close, too. His hips are stuttering and his eyes are shut tightly as welcoming cunt takes him.
“Cum inside me, daddy,” you slur. “Fill me up with your hot cum. Need it s’bad..”
“Shit!” His hips still, and your eyes widen as you feel his hot cum squirting against your bruised cervix. His cock pulses as he releases his sticky seed inside your womb. When he stills, your breathing slows and you gently grasp his shoulders. He pulls out, hesitantly, and you let out a small cry when you feel your hole gape around nothing. He notices your shaking thighs.
“Are you okay?” He asks.
You nod, satisfied and happy at what just occurred. Jake brings a kiss to your forehead, and you fall asleep right there on the floor, fucked out and dreamy.
When you wake up, Jake is still there, holding you in his arms as he sleeps, too. He never left.
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Being Jake Sully’s Babygirl
Fic description: 18 + minors DNI!! Domestic life with your husband, Jake, has never been better. He was Toruk Makto, and even, he needed someone to care for him after a long day in the forest. Dom!jake Sully, subby!fem reader, breeding kink, service kink, corruption / innocence kink, daddy kink, size kink, bj, lil bit of age gap (dilf Jake!)
It was almost eclipse, the sun and moon meeting to form a golden halo in the Pandoran sky. You loved domestic life with your mate. Before you met him, you were just incomplete, both emotionally and physically. Who knew you had such an urge to be cared for, to be doted on, I mean it was predictable, you were just so helpless on your own!
You grew up in the Omaticaya as amongst the slowest and one of the weakest, you could never be taronyu, hunter, although you did have your own ikran. You were a healer instead, and vowed to yourself to never associate with men who are taronyu. You feared they would soil your good nature. You feared them, you were a gentle little thing that should just keep to the healers. That changed when Jake Sully came around.
His (previous) human nature puzzled you, yet that was what you loved about him. He was so brave, not afraid, he had a strong heart! You knew that you’d do anything for him, and that he felt the same. He vowed to you, to always protect and care for you, as your mate, when the two of you finally mated under the tree of voices.
He stayed true to that vow. He woke you this one morning, his large hand rubbed gentle circles in your back as you woke up to look at him. “What is it, ma Jake?,” you murmur sleepily, making grabby hands at him, the secret sign the two of you had for a kiss. He chuckles and obliges, leaning in to kiss you gently. “I have a big hunt today with the war party. Just wanted to let you know, ma muntxate.” You are concerned. “Ma Jake. You won’t get hurt, right?,” your doe eyes stare back into his.
“God damn. She’s gonna be the death of me,” Jake thinks to himself, as he thinks of ways to reassure his mate. “I won’t, ma yuey. I am Olo’eyktan, don't you worry. I’ll think of you on the hunt.” You smile, a sigh of relief. “I’ll miss you, ma Jake. Don’t know what I’ll do without you,” you say, as you reach up to cling onto him for a bit. That was one of your favorite things to do, was to just stay wrapped up in his big, strong arms. It was the safest place in the world for you!
“You’ll hurry back soon, ma Jake?,” you ask innocently. Jake chuckles. What he wouldn’t do to just miss the hunt entirely so he can stay home and fuck you until you couldn’t walk. Obligations as Olo’eyktan called. “I Will, don’t you worry, sweetheart. You just stay home today, ok? No going out into the forest or nothin.’,” he chides at you. God, he was so overprotective, and you loved it!!
You agree, he gives you another quick kiss before he gets his weapon and sets off on his ikran to meet the others in the war party, they were at the edge of the forest. You decide to tidy up around the hut for him, but not before getting dressed for the day.
You opted with a lovely blue-green bead top, with a shell necklace and a few pink feathers for your hair. You felt the hut would look a little better with some flowers inside, so you went out into the forest to find some. Jake usually scolded you if you went out by yourself, for some reason, that made you feel more love for him. You scatter the blue-green petals and leaves all over the hut.
Next is dinner. Usually, Jake was the one bringing it back to you, but you couldn’t wait for all the praise that was to come if you made him something. You loved it when he praised you, it made you feel so warm and fuzzy!! You went out to pick out some teylu worms, and made a little fire to cook them over. After they were cooked, you put them on a leaf with some flowers scattered over it, and left it wrapped up in the hut. He needed rest too, after all. The fact that he had ten years on you didn’t help, either. He wasn’t that young anymore, and you just wanted to take care of him, like a good little house mate should!
Eclipse was starting. He will be back soon. For the finishing touches, you wrapped a few leafs around your hips, a makeshift shirt. You knew this was similar to what humans wore. Maybe your mate will like it. You hear the screech of his ikran outside. He was back. You quickly unwrap his dinner, and scatter over to the door to wait for him.
You hear him climb up the tree, using his muscles to drag up whatever he got from the hunt. He walks through the doorway, slamming a hexapede wrapped in a large jungle leaf onto the floor. “Hey, sweetheart. Had a good day?,” he asks, with a bit of pep to his tired voice. “Yes, ma Jake. I did,” you slyly remark, coming up to him, so he could get a full view of you. He raises his thin eyebrows, yellow eyes hungrily gazing over your decorated little body.
“Got all dolled up f’me, sweets? You look fuckin’ adorable. C’mere,” his large arms open up to you, which you gladly run into. His fingers tilt your chin up, keeping your head in place as he gives you a long, sweet kiss, which you gladly accept. “What’s all this, huh?,” your mate teases, his smile growing wider as he takes a look around the marui hut. “Did this for you, ma Jake. Want to take care of you. Make you feel good. It is what humans call, a housewife?,” you say, innocently, with a hint of confusion.
Jake grunts again, his ears folding back, his tail erratic, matching yours. “Is something wrong, yawne?,” you ask. You wonder if you did something wrong. He was supposed to like this! You quickly think of what to do next, since it looked like he did not like your little surprise for him. Jake chuckles, his voice a bit deeper than before. “No, sweetheart. I’m just a lil’ shocked you did this all f’me. You wanna be my housewife huh? Little wife, mate, to take care of her warrior when he needs it?,” he coos at you, his voice slow, deep. You nod quietly as he walks over to the far end of the hut, sitting down, his hands working quickly to untie his loincloth.
His cock springs up to attention, a large vein on the side pulsing, had you drooling at the sight. “You gonna listen to daddy?” You nod eagerly. “Good girl. Now crawl on over to me, princess,” your mate says as he taps his lap, his cock all angry and waiting for you!! You drop down onto your knees, he smirks, watching you like a predator watches his prey, as you begin to slowly make your way over to him.
Your dainty little hands grab his large, blue thigh, as you reach his lap, waiting for his next command. “Want y’a to give Daddy’s cock here a nice lil massage, yeah, kid? Nice and gentle.” You nod, the sight of his cock just made you so,so, squirmy! You arch your back, lowering your head so his pulsing cock is at eye level. You reach out your hand to cup his balls gently, you just couldn’t wait to see them swell!!
You use both your palms to cup his balls, you bring your lips down to give them a little kiss <3 after that, moving up to give his cock a few kisses as well, your tongue tracing that vein on the left of the shaft. You hold eye contact with him, his yellow eyes dilated, his broad chest heaving. “God damn. That’s a good girl,” he lets out a low chuckle, with a hint of a purr. He only purred when he was with you, and you were so lucky to see this side of him.
His hand, as large as your entire face, comes down to stroke your cheek and rub your head a bit. He was pleased. Good. You just wanted to love on your mate!! “Fuck. How’d I get so lucky, huh? Got a sweet lil’ thing like you around to keep me young.” You nod, giddy with a huge smile adorning your face. You could take his cock all day, only if he’d let you.
One thing you loved about being his mate was the age difference. Jake had around fifteen years on you, his voice was so much deeper than the Na’vi men your age, you loved his stocky arms, you’d sometimes nuzzle your head into his neck, his large head, chiseled jawline!! Younger Na’vi men had none of that. Most essentially, they never had that caring, guiding, almost dad-like way to them. Jake did. Ever since the two of you mated, Jake knew that he had to protect you, love and dote on you. You were his sickeningly sweet and helpless other half. You were his babygirl, and he’d kill for you.
Your mind drifted back to your most important object that you presently had to attend to. Your mate’s twitching cock. You scoot forward on your knees, folding your legs under you and opening your mouth. Jake chuckles. “There’s a good girl. Didn’t even have to tell you, and you’re already on your knees f’me. Open up, sugar.”
He stands up, towering over you as the leaking tip of his cockhead pushes past your wet, blue lips. You close your lips around it, sucking gently, your tongue traces around the entire tip itself!! His cock just was so big compared to your mouth. You started to gag a bit, but you held those tears back, you didn’t want to disappoint your mate. He only deserves the best, after he spent such a long day in the forest.
“Aww. Too big f’ ya?,” he taunts. You quickly shake your head, afraid to disappoint him. “That’s what I thought, girl. You got me all nice and wet. Want you on the bed though, sugar,” he condescendingly notes at you, tapping on the mat the two of you slept on, as if he was calling on some kind of pet.
You quickly move to the hut. It was routine --- you knew what to do. Jump on, on your back, legs open, face forward. Jake slowly moves in, a predator admiring his meal. You feel a little shy, a little vulnerable, you always did when he simply stared at you like that. “Hey.”
Your eyes quickly moved onto him. “Eyes on daddy, sweetie.” You do as said. “There ya go. Not that hard, is it?,” he asks, cool and collected.
You nod -- slow, like a scared little lamb. Your small hand coming up to trace patterns on his stomach, toned, with a bit of pudge to it. His broad chest, sometimes you wondered how many stripes he had on him. Those wide, stocky, veiny arms always distracted you, though. It did not help that those same arms were gripping your hips, squeezing your plush, little, body.
“Fuck, sweetie. Gotta be in you.” He teased you, you shuddered, as he moved in between your legs, swiftly lifting your thighs to drape over his shoulders, with no effort at all. “Open up f’daddy, sweetheart,” he coos at you, as his cock pushes into your dripping, sopping cunt, his throbbing length filling you up, so, so, sweetly!! His now swollen balls lightly touch upon you as he begins to thrust, at first slowly.
You had your eyes closed for a second. “D’aww. Daddy’s cock too much for his little mate? Eyes open. Don’t make me tell you again.” A threat. He was in a certain mood. You were there for him to use. You quickly open your eyes to see him towering over you, grunting as he works you to orgasm. You were just his little house mate after all, and you should not have to do any of the work here. Here, he takes care of you!!
One of his large hands comes to pin yours down onto the mat, effectively restraining you. You try to wiggle free, yet his grip was tight, like molded metal. You knew — whenever he had you pinned like this, it was some of his predatory instincts shining through. It just made you even wetter.
“Daddy…,” you wail out, as he starts pushing in and out of you, at a faster speed, his cock sending you into another world!! He buries his face into your neck, you feel his sharp fangs graze your shoulder slightly, biting down. His grunts turn to growls, hisses, your moans into little yelps and squeals. He was in control as a hunter in the forest, he was in control here, as your mate, your daddy, who took care of you, loved on you, and at the same time drove you insane with his special way of looking after you!!
“Yeah, sweetie. Lie there and take it. Daddy’s almost done, yeah? Taking this cock like the perfect little girl you are, yeah?,” he grunts out, you feel him twitching inside you. “Want your knot! Ma Jake, please!!,” you beg him. He growls in response. You only were so pathetic for him. Just for him. Your man. He brought you over the edge, along with him. The both of you were so distracted by each other: ears folded back, tails erratically swishing, like two animals in heat, that Jake ended up giving you his knot.
You felt it swell inside you, basically it was just an evolutionary safeguard — making sure his cock stayed in you for quite some time. Making sure you were bound to carry his child.
“God damn,” he huffs out, a bit less delirious than he just was. “Gave you my knot, sweet thing. Looks like every Na’vi in this damn village is gonna know who y’a belong to, huh, girl?,” he softly says, as his lips give you a few pecks on your cheek, his hand cradling your face now. “Yes, ma Jake. I’m yours,” you sweetly purr back at him. You lay your head on his chest after he has flipped the two of you over. Your ear against his squishy (but firm!) chest, you hear his slow, deep purrs compared to your faster ones.
He had his baby girl all knotted under him, he came home after a tough day in the forest to be comforted by the soft womb of his mate. She was so unlike him, and that made his attachment to her grow stronger, every day.
She felt the same, she loved having a big, strong warrior to provide for her!! She loved that she was going to have this big, strong warrior’s child soon, too.
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There's A First Time For Everything — (18+, MDNI) — Neteyam x Fem reader
Summary: Neteyam finds you wandering in the forest late at night, and decides to help you with a certain problem you've been having.
Contains: soft-ish dom Teyam, oral (fem receiving), squirting, creampie, dirty talk, virgin reader, experienced Neteyam. Tell me if I missed anything.
Neteyam has been patrolling through the forest all night. Bow in hand, analyzing his surroundings for anything unusual. Suddenly, he hears faint footsteps along with leaves rustling. His ears perked at the sound, readying his bow without hesitation. "Who's there?" He calls out, noticing a dark silhouette behind him.
You stop moving, immediately turning around and holding your hands up. "Teyam, it's just me," you disclaimed. "Put the bow down, please." And he does does exactly that. Lowering his bow, he approaches you and grabs your arm, pulling you behind a tree. "Y/n, what are you doing out here alone?" He whisper-yells. "It's dangerous to be out here when it's this dark. You need to go back to the village." You scoff. "What am I doing? What are you doing?" You questioned back, getting defensive in your tone.
Neteyam cocks his head, looking puzzled for a moment. "I'm protecting the clan. That's my job. But what's your excuse?" You're at a loss for words. You open your mouth to speak, but nothing really comes out. Neteyam gives you a 'that's what I thought' look. "I'm going to ask you one more time; why are you out here?"
You sigh in annoyance. "I just.." You start. "I'm having a hard time with— something. And, I guess I just needed some time to think." You trailed off, bowing your head as you aimlessly twiddle with your thumbs.
Neteyam can tell that you didn't really want to say what was on your mind, but since he had already asked twice, he figured he might as well ask a third time. "You can tell me what's bothering you, y/n. I won't think of you any differently." He spoke in a reassuring tone. "Ugh, okay", You deeply sigh, standing still for a moment. "So.. I'm a virgin," You start, wincing at your own words. Face plastered with shame. "And I hear all of my friends talking about how good it feels.. and I guess it just, makes me jealous?" You brought your head up, meeting Neteyam's amber colored eyes.
"I feel so left out. I want to feel good too, you know?" He's taken aback by your admission, but he keeps it to himself. "Y/n." He cups your cheek, bending down to meet your height. You gulp, cheeks turning a shade of baby pink. "There's absolutely nothing wrong with that, okay? You shouldn't be in such a rush to lose it anyway. It's not good for you." He chuckles. "Plus, a lot of guys like when girls are virgins."
You frown, rolling your eyes. "That's not true", you scoffed. "Everytime I've told a guy that I'm a virgin, they leave. Say they don't wanna 'corrupt me' or whatever, it's so stupid." You folded your arms. Neteyam's expression shifts to curiosity. "Is that so?" You nodded with a sideways smile. "Well, that just means those men are cowards. And they didn't deserve you in the first place, hm?" He pats your head as your tail slowly rises.
"Maybe you're right, I'd probably prefer someone more like you anyways." You say under your breath, but of course he catches it.
Damn those perfect ears. Neteyam slightly grinned at your flirtatious comment, "Someone more like me? What's that mean?" He stands to his full height again, his tall and muscular body towering over you. You heartbeat becomes irregular for a second. "Someone strong, independent, who can carry himself, an amazing warrior.." You respond quietly, tone dramatic.
His grin grew wider at your words. "A warrior, huh? So you're telling me that you're attracted to me? Am I hearing that right?" You nod with no hesitation. "Mhm," Neteyam leans into you, moving one of his hands to your chin and softly stroking it. "What if I were to.. help you with your problem?" Neteyam asked seductivly . You were instanly flustered, heart becoming flush, feeling like you're floating. "I-I would like that.."
Neteyam leans in closer, your faces only inches away from each other now. "Then, I guess I should give you what you want", He rests his thumb in your bottom lip, swiftly pulling it down before gently bringing his lips onto yours. You squeak in suprise, but as the kiss deepens, your body relaxes. He smirks against the kiss as he feels your heart thump. A line of saliva disconnects the kiss. Your breath is heavy, and your body is just burning with desire. "More.." You mumble quietly.
"Asking for more already?" Neteyam smiles at you. Stepping closer once again, this time pressing your bodies together. He can almost feel the arousal radiating from your body. "I think I know what you want." He whispers as he snakes his hands down to his loincloth, untying the knot and allowing his pulsating cock to spring out. Your eyes grew wide, gulping in shock. He was girthy, right about the size of your wrist. The veins on his cock were colored a dark purple, you see the precum softly pouring out. And oh my, was he big. Neteyam sees the way you're looking at his cock, and he knows that she has her hooked. "Do you like what you see?" He whispered.
"Mhmm," your body was entranced with arousal and submission. "I do."
Neteyam pecks your lips once again, pulling away slowly as he tugs on the waistband of your loincloth. "Take this off." He demands. You loosened your loincloth with no hesitation, he shoves it down, and you step over it. Neteyam grabs you by your scruff, making you yelp, his face meets your neck. Sharply inhaling before licking a stripe up and circling his togue.
His fangs swiftly sink into your collarbone, causing you to cry out. "Ow-" You feel him smile. "Sorry, you just taste so fucking good," He groans again before moving his head down, tapping your thigh. "Put this leg up baby, I'll hold you." You obey, lifting your leg up as Neteyam held you against the tree.
He brought his hand down to your heat, playing with your wet folds and teasing your clit. "Hmh!" An involuntary moan escapes from your mouth. "You're already so wet," he teases you with a single lick. "But I still have to stretch you out. Get this pretty pussy ready for me." He huffs, continuing to tease you as you tighten around his digits. Even though Neteyam's cock was aching— no, yearning for you, he wanted to cater this night to you. It pained him enough not to be able rip you apart right here and now, but since this was your first time, he had to be patient.
He began sucking on your nub, easing a finger inside of you. Your cunt immediately sucks him in as you pant, feeling his finger curl up and play with your walls. "Fuck!" You whine, grinding against him. "You like that, don't you?" He says in a pitiful tone, now pushing a second finger in. You moan in response, unable to speak as you roll your hips. "Answer me." Neteyam growls against your clit, making the vibration jolt through your body. "Y-Yes! Oh fuck, Neteyam! I l-loveeee it," You mewl out as your muscles tighten, climax approaching soon.
You close your thighs around Neteyam's head, hands searching for something to hold onto. "Neteyam..!" You gasp as he became more adamant with his licking, both of his fingers plunging in and out of you, wet noises excluding from your pussy. "Yeah?" He asks innocenty. As if he if wasn't knuckle deep inside of your pussy right now.
"I'm g-gonna cum! Pleasee, don't stop!" You whined as your cunt convulsed, and before you know it, your squirt is spewing out like a waterfall. Neteyam taps your mound, groaning in satisfaction. "Theree you go baby, that's a good girl." He coos, lapping the rest of your juices up before pulling away and sitting up.
You looked up at him as you're out of breath, watching as he brings himself on top of you, lips hovering over yours. He slowly leans in, your mouths crashing against each other. He wastes no time slipping his tongue inside and sliding it on yours. You moan into the kiss, becoming greedy. "See? You taste so good.." He pulls back with a smirk. You shyly nod.
Neteyam brings his hands down to fist his cock, a breathy groan coming from him. "I think I've stretched you enough. You're ready for me now." He speaks in a deep tone, each word hypnotizing you. You couldn't lie, you were nervous about your first time. But you trusted Neteyam, and you trust that he'd take care of you. "Okay, I'm ready." You confirm, closing your eyes to stop the anticipation. "Open your eyes, y/n." You shoot them open, fighting back tears. "You'll be fine, I'll take good care of you." He bends down to peck your forehead, holding his hand out. "Here, hold my hand. Squeeze tight if it's too much, yes?"
You nod with a gentle grin. "Uh uh, use your words." You sigh. "Yes, Neteyam." He smirks, using his other hand to rub your wet folds. His tip comes in contact with your lips, gently parting them. Your heart is palpating in suspense, but your pussy is just begging for more.
"I'm gonna push it in now.." he warns, you grip his hand now, preparing yourself. With one pull back, he shoves his full length inside of you. "Mmm!" You moan out with a gasp, feeling him against your sweet spot. "You feel even better than I imagined, fuuck.." Neteyam praises in between mewls. He grabs your thighs, fingertips digging deep.
"It feels good, s-so good." You continue to whine as tears marble in your eyes, each thrust becoming painfully better. He grunts, bringing his hips all the way back, then thrusting forward, adjusting to a new pace as he pounds into you. "You wanted to feel my fat cock stretching out this pussy, hm?" Neteyam teased, leaning down for a kiss. The rhythm of his hips doesn't stop, you kiss him back, crying and moaning into his mouth.
His hands find your clit again, using his thumb to press against your nub. Neteyam pulls back for a moment. "I'm gonna make sure this pussy remembers my cock, gonna mark you with my scent," he growled. You wearily whine. "Neteyam.."
The way you said his name was music to his ears. He was close, and so were you. Something like this was so enchanting, the electricity coursing through your body was something else. "..make sure everyone knows you're mine." He deeply moans, humping you now. Desperation growing more and more. You felt it. You felt him approaching his high, and he felt you too. "You're squeezing me so tight."
"Neteyam!" You mewl again. "You're mine, yeah? Say it. Tell me who you belong to now." It's getting harder and harder for you to comprehend anything as your mind is practically going blank. You're so fucked out. "Is my baby going dumb off my fucking dick?" He laughs, leaning his head back, braids swooping over. "Shit, I never knew you'd be such a slut." Neteyam smacks the plush of your ass with both hands, holding on tight as he uses them as leverage to pound you into oblivion.
"Neteyammmm!" You practically scream, "I'm c- I'm close! I'm gonna cum!" Just with that, he roughly thrusts, lifting his hips up to ensure he's hitting it right. "Tell me, y/n. You're not cumming until you say it." You writhe in pleasure. "I caaannn't—" He shows no mercy, still fucking your cunt. Harder, faster, and deeper. "I'll stop if you don't." Neteyam warns.
You finally obey. "I-I'm yours, Teyam! A-All yours, fuck! Please let me cum, pleasepleaseplease!"
And almost like your bodies heard each other, you both came. Neteyam letting out staggered moans as he pumps his load inside of you, his dick twitching around the sponge of your pussy. You felt the immediate warmth as you squeezed him, pulsating as your thick cream coated his cock.
The two of you huff in unison, worn out. Neteyam can clearly see how tired you are as he pulls out, softly groaning. "You did such a good job, baby." He kissed your forehead, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. "Thanks, Teyam.." You mumble as you chest rises and falls. He kneels beside you, reaching for his loincloth as well as yours. Tying his on and laying the other garments beside you.
"Stay here, y/n. I'll be back, I'm gonna get something to wash you up, okay?" He speaks in a warm, gentle tone. It's hard to believe this is the same man who was just making you scream his name. You weakly smiled. "Mhmm," Neteyam pats your head twice, giving you one more peck before he stands from his position, leaving to get you clean.
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jake sully x metkayina!reader x neytiri te tskaha mo’at’ite
cw: nsfw (minors dni), sub!jake, sub!neytiri, dom!reader, intersex na’vi, threesome, voyeurism, masturbation, vaginal fingering, hair pulling, oral sex, spit, tsaheylu, creampie, etc.
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You hum low in your throat as you roll your hips in a leisure thrust. Wet heat clenches around your cock, pulsing like a heartbeat. Jake drops his forehead against his folded arms, his back arching beautifully as he moans. “Pretty boy,” You sigh, smoothing a hand over the curve of his spine. The turquoise color of your skin clashes against the dark blue of his own.
“Oh fuck,” He curses in his Sky Person language, pushing himself back to meet the pistoning of your hips. “S’good. So deep.”
Neytiri takes her bottom lip between her teeth, rolling frantic circles onto her puffy clit with her fingers. Her cunt is flushed, puffy and pretty and slick with arousal that glistens and drips down her thighs to wet the woven carpet on the floor of your marui. Her fingers make loud squelching noises as they thrust into her cunt, curling in search of that spot inside her that makes her toes curl. She hasn’t been successful so far, but the sight of you fucking her mate into the ground has her nearing the edge.
You tangle your fingers into Jake’s hair and lift his head. He grunts at the pleasurable sting that blooms over his scalp, only to groan wantonly at the sinfully delicious sight of his mate. “Come here, mama,” You coo at her, your ears flicking at the way her breath hitches in her throat. She meets your eyes, her pupils blown wide with need. “Let him get a taste.”
She crawls forward and sits in front of Jake, spreading her legs. He immediately latches his mouth onto her clit, moaning at the taste of her desire. Neytiri holds him in the cradle of her thighs, weaving her slender fingers into his hair to guide him with the desperate bucking of her hips. You lean over Jake, giving a particularly firm thrust that has him whimpering into Neytiri’s cunt, and cup her cheek to pull her into a kiss. It’s a desperate, open mouthed kiss that has her gasping as you trace the points of her fangs with your tongue.
Thin strings of spit connect your bruised lips as she pulls away to breathe. Neytiri cups your face, staring into your eyes as you grip Jake’s slim waist in your hands, dragging him back onto your cock with every thrust. Little ah, ah, ah, ah’s leave his occupied mouth in between kisses and licks peppered onto Neytiri’s clit, three of his fingers thrusting and curling inside her cunt.
Her hand shakes as she reaches behind her to grasp the end of her tswin and bring it over her shoulder. She bares it to Jake, who nods almost frantically in response, and takes a hold of his own. You watch hungrily as the tendrils of their kuru interlock, and their bodies jolt as tsaheylu is made. The mutual pleasure proves to be too much for them, and they nearly scream as they orgasm. Jake grips her thighs tightly as cum paints the muscled planes of his torso, and Neytiri’s eyes screw shut as she gushes all over his slack mouth. You curse at the vice grip of Jake’s hole around your cock, doubling the force of your thrusts until he’s helplessly rocking back and forth. His thighs are a frothy mess of your precum and his slick, slapping wetly against your own.
“Inside—” He pleads in between ragged gasps, turning his head to look at you over his shoulder. He’s the image of debauchery, the lower half of his face soaked in Neytiri’s juices, “Come inside me, yawntu.”
Neytiri drags her nails down your front, hunger in her eyes, “Fill him.” She breathes.
The coil in your abdomen snaps, and your hips snap forwards one last time to sheathe the entire length of your cock inside his hole. You tug him onto his knees, pressing his back flush against your chest, and wrap your fingers around his half hard cock to stroke him . He throws his head back, crying out as another orgasm rips through him, echoed by Neytiri’s answering moan. You hiss through your teeth as your balls clench, emptying rope after rope of cum into his hole until it drips in thick streams of opalescent white.
“What do we say?” You murmur against Jake’s sweaty temple, mocking his own words.
He’s too exhausted to form a response, shaking in your arms with little pleased hums and whimpers as he pants. Neytiri shuffles closer, unbothered by the cum that smears onto her skin, and wraps her arms around both of you. She presses her lips against your cheek in a kiss, nuzzling her nose against your skin while her tail loops around Jake’s thigh, “Thank you, yawntu.”
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Can you pleaseeeee write a fanfic top male reader x jake sully, i've been dying for someone to do it👾
pairing. jake sully x top male reader.
dni. fem-aligned and minors.
author’s note. i'm actually glad you didn't give me a specific idea since i've been thinking of one myself lol
content. not proofread, time skips, pre-established relationship, jake taking advantage of his new body, mentions of insecurities, some angst if you squint, turns intimate quick, mating, blowjob, fingering, doggy style, creampie, hair pulling, praise, reader had a big dick (real), pet names (baby, pretty boy, sir.)
“..grace?”
was the first thing you heard your boyfriend jake, who had just gotten into his avatar form, say after he had just ran away from the people who were supposed to make sure he was fully functioning. seems like they didn’t need to.
he just doesn’t listen, and that’s one of the reasons why you love him.
you were right behind him and norm, quietly laughing at how norm attempted to run after him with his ass hanging out. luckily, his tail was hiding whatever else that was exposed.
“well, who’d you expect, numb nuts?” you heard grace reply, giving a chuckle as you walked past norm, right up to jake.
and once grace threw some fruit at him, you’d catch it before he could react.
“hey,” he was ready to scold whoever was beside him, yet didn’t get the chance as he cut himself off the moment he looked at you, eyes even wider than before.
shit, you were gorgeous. he didn’t expect you to be anything else, but still. it was surprising to see how good you looked.
so good in fact, that his eyes and curiosity traveled elsewhere. your body, you were sculpted so perfectly. it made him wonder what was under those thin clothes. but, before he could get any lower, he felt something wet hit his face.
you had taken a bite out of the odd looking fruit, that he could instantly tell by the juice running down your chin.
and it was obvious that you enjoyed the taste as your ears fluttered, something he learned to appreciate seeing.
as predicted, jake had gotten into some trouble whilst you, grace, norm, and him tried to get some data in the forest. well, more grace and norm, honestly. though, what you didn’t expect was that you wouldn’t be able to find him after he ran deeper into the woods.
“he won’t make it ‘till morning.” clearly, grace wasn’t someone to lean on. she was being realistic, sure, but she could’ve said something more hopeful. but, she didn’t, so you did.
“he will.” a pause, “i don’t know how, but he always finds a way.” despite the confidence in your tone, you were only trying to reassure yourself. you were scared. who wouldn’t be? jake, your jake, was stuck in the forest, where hundreds, if not thousands of creatures are lurking.
it was terrifying to think about.
yet, you didn’t have to fear for too long, jake waking up in his real body sooner than you had anticipated — which you were grateful for. and, another surprise, you wouldn’t believe where he ended up.
he had been at hometree, he was chosen.
“..holy shit.”
after gaining the trust of the omaticaya, jake had brought you to their home. which, he now considered his home.
he’d give you a tour of sorts, though it seemed he was especially excited for a certain part of the forest.
the tree of voices, he called it.
you had learned all about the tree from your years of research on pandora, but jake didn’t bring you there for it’s intended purpose.
no, no. he wanted something else. something much more important than praying to eywa — in his opinion, anyway.
he didn’t really try to hide his eagerness as you both walked throughout the tree. he had stopped walking at some point, looking at you with a smile on his face.
quickly, you focused your gaze upon him, and fuck, was it a sight to see.
a braid had fallen over the side of his face, another tucked behind one of his fluttering ears, those bright freckles splattered across his face and body more prominent in the light the tree provided — his amber eyes shimmering as he looked at you. admired you, to be more specific.
he slowly shuffled closer to you, nudging your nose with his. curiosity spread across your features, head tilting, waiting for him to speak.
though, jake was found speechless, something neither of you thought was possible. so, as a result, you spoke instead.
“i assume that this is, the tree of voices, if my years of research haven’t failed me.”
that got him to laugh, eyes traveling downward “yeah, yeah.” he seemed oddly quiet, usually very talkative, especially around you.
“jake.” he was quick to look back up at you, ears twitching. “what have you brought me for?”
an audible gulp came from him before any words got the chance, “i, i wanted to tell you something.” you could see what he was doing, clearly nervous and trying to draw this out as long as possible. you didn’t mind, patience overpowering your curiosity.
“what would you like to tell me, jake?” oh, how he loved the way you said his name. that previous excitement returned, his tail whipping around nonstop, hips swaying slightly due to the force. this all was very distracting — maybe, that was why he couldn’t get a sentence out without stuttering.
as a way to get him to focus, your hand reaches around to grip the base of his tail, giving it a gentle, warning tug. that certainly got his attention, a small, almost pleasured gasp leaving him. it was embarrassing, jake attempting to cover the noise with a cough.
“i was going to say that, ..i want to,” he shakes his head, “..i want you.”
he summarized all his thoughts into those three words, and then did what his words couldn’t. his hand slides up your arm, then moving behind himself to grab onto his braid. his queue. he brought it forward, motioning towards it.
it immediately clicked in your head. he wanted to mate, he wanted to be your mate, and have you be his.
“and, i was wondering, ..if you wanted me, too.”
you scoff at his words, and jake takes it negatively, ears flattening. but, you made that regret disappear instantly.
“of course i want you to be my mate, jake. why would i suddenly change my mind?” you teased him, yet he didn’t notice it, too overcome with joy as a smile spread across his face. without missing a beat, he leans forward, lips pressing against yours — in an almost desperate manner. eywa, he needed this, needed you.
the kiss soon turned heated, his urge to give you everything strong. but, connecting queues was much more important than his lust. so, he pulled away, panting softly as he did. a laugh left the both of you, though jake gained his composure and pulled you down to sit.
you were both on your knees, queues exposed and close together, but not close enough to attach to one another.
“..this has never happened before, you know. from what we’ve seen, at least.” you said, making sure that jake knew what they were trying might not work.
“what do you mean?” he didn’t exactly get the gist though.
“two male na'vi mating. we’ve never seen it be done.” his eyebrows would furrow, but your words didn’t discourage him. “doesn’t mean we can’t try.” you merely nod, hoping for the better, preparing for the worst.
though, your process was interrupted as jake crawled closer, planting his thighs aside yours and sitting on your lap. you were about to express your confusion, but he answered before you could get the question out. “maybe, if we physically show our love in front of eywa, she will accept us.” it might’ve been genuine, or an excuse to touch you. either way, you were amused and, in all honesty, flattered. “whatever you say.”
he took a deep breath in, holding it as he nodded towards you, signaling for you to move. and you did, both of you, pushing your queues forward until they entwined.
your dreams came true as you bonded, jake letting out a shaky sigh and closing his eyes, feeling you. it was heavenly, this intense emotion, this euphoria that swept through him.
it was so powerful, so strong, that it transferred to you, that link much more intoxicating than you could have ever imagined.
“holy shit,” he spoke for you both.
whilst he did, staring at your bonded queues, you only looked at him. your gaze held so much love, so much care. you looked at him like he was your most prized possession — which he is. seeing him so happy because of you, it made your heart swell. without saying anything, your free hand caresses his cheek, that grin of his never faltering as he faced you.
instinctively, he leaned into your touch, eyes telling you everything with just one glance. you kiss, again and again and again, each one solidifying your feelings for the other.
“you’re so gorgeous, jake. so fucking beautiful. how did i get this damn lucky.” if one thing was for sure, your praise had his confidence going through the atmosphere. and, apparently, his ego wasn’t the only thing rising.
you felt him shift against your lap, innocent kisses turning needy as your tongues slip into each others mouths. his moans were muffled, no longer caring about what sounds he creates, as long as you’re the one coaxing them out.
you thought every single one of them were angelic, despite how lewd the grind of his hips felt.
before, when you both were still human and had time together, this never occurred. jake was quite insecure about his disability, no matter the demeanor he puts on. he was comfortable enough with you to admit that looking at his legs just, never felt right. so, sex was an immediate no.
but now, he could do whatever he wanted. he was in control and confident in his body and how it looked. being vulnerable was finally something he could enjoy. he didn’t have to prove that he could take care of himself, he didn’t have to prove anything, not with you. you know damn well who your boyfriend is and what he’s capable of.
your lips separated, much to jakes dismay, but he couldn’t complain once you kissed along his jaw and neck. his hips would stutter at each peck, hands now gripping at your shoulders, anticipation getting the best of him. he pushes you away, sliding off your lap. this confused you, as first, until you saw him tug at the waistband of your loincloth.
after getting into a comfortable position, fully sat on the ground with your legs spread out, permission was granted.
saying jake was excited was understatement. his hands were shaking. in fact, his whole body was trembling. he needed you now, but his arousal made his head foggy. you noticed, of course, laughing softly. “jake, baby,” a hand lifts his head, cloudy amber eyes looking at you, craving you.
“please, please, i’ve waited so long,” you nod, “i know, shh. breathe.” he leans against you, forehead against yours. he listens, obedient as ever, breathing slowly. “good boy.” that makes him whine, eyes closed, so focused on being good that he didn’t notice how you pulled down that thin cloth.
once he thought he was ready, he opened his eyes and looked down, sucking in a quick breath. fuck, you were big. it was to be expected, as your avatar was twice the size of your human body, but shit.
with some hesitation, he’d spit into his hand, then rubbing it along the underside of your dick. you let out a grunt, shifting beneath his touch, which he hummed at — strong thighs squeezing together.
“can, ..can i?” “can you what?”
you’re such an asshole.
“can i, suck, your dick? ..please?” you smirk, and nod.
once he was given the okay, he’d lean down, hands holding onto your thighs. his motions were unsure, giving your tip shy licks. you encourage him by laying a palm on his head, gently pulling at those soft roots. he reacts instantly, back arching and tail swinging while he takes your head inside.
a hand strokes what isn’t between his lips, tongue working along the ridge of your cock. fingers would trail down his spine, tracing small circles into his back, jakes whines stifled due to his mouth being full.
he opens up wide, wide enough for it to hurt, as an attempt to go deeper, take you further. you hit the back of his throat sooner than expected, a gag and cough heard, yet jake didn’t pull off. he relaxes, hollowing his cheeks and going back down. he was determined, it seemed.
thought, it was driven by the need to prove someone wrong, he only wanted to make you feel good. “careful, jake. don’t hurt yourself.” he hums as a reply, then bobbing his head up and down. he could barely take you halfway. every time he choked, his teeth grazed the veins running along your dick, yet it only enhanced your pleasure.
while he busies himself on your cock, he doesn’t even notice how his hips rocked from side to side, ass in the air. his body spoke for him. he was aching for your touch in more private areas, so you gave it to him.
at first, you touch his tail, watching as he twitched once you trailed your palm along the length of it. then, you took hold of his loincloth and slid it down his thighs. your other hand was by your lips, your middle, ring, and forefinger in your mouth. once you thought they were wet enough, you move forward, reaching between those two mounds of flesh.
your finger pads circled his hole, feeling how he clenched around nothing. he pulls off your dick, drool covering his chin as he leans his head on your stomach. oh, how he hated the way you teased him, knowing how desperate he was.
“get back down.” your tone was stern, demanding, and jake was affected by it greatly. a whine unintentionally escapes his throat. “yes, sir,” everything that left him was involuntary, like he was no longer in control of his own body or voice. watching his fangs, he swallows around your shaft, trying to focus on you as your middle finger pushed pass his rim.
surprisingly, it didn’t take much effort to put your first finger inside — or the second. hm.
you decided not to question it, but kept it in mind if you ever wanted to tease him after. which, you inevitably will. he’s cute when he’s flustered.
pushing down your thoughts, you continue working your digits in and out of his, seemingly, already prepped ass. he got distracted often as he worked on your cock, either by your fingers that felt so much better than his own, or his throat that constantly flexed around your dick.
it took longer for the third to fit, jakes body convulsing with each stroke of his insides. you hadn’t realized it before, too engulfed in his noises, but he was truly a mess — just for you.
tears stream down his face, spit dripping down his chin, eyes backing into his skull whilst half-lidded, a heavy blush adorning his cheeks. you felt a sense of pride for bringing such a strong man down so many notches. only you get to see him like this. only you have this power over him.
and even when you’re lost in your thoughts, you don’t hesitate to force your fourth finger inside, hole so wet that it lubed the digit up itself — if you kept going like this, you’d start fisting him. but, you were only trying to prep him, not gape him. though, that’s going to happen either way.
eventually, you slowly pull your fingers out, and became aware of your surroundings. it was all too surreal — in such an unbelievably good way.
he pulls off of you with an audible pop, panting as if he had just ran across the expanse of pandora. his gaze was hazy, letting out tiny, cock-drunken giggles as he leans against you. you hum, using your thumb to wipe away the drool from the lower part of his face.
“havin’ fun?” he’d give an enthusiastic nod, biting his lower lip, knowing what was coming next. “turn around for me, sweet thing.” another nod, though he struggled to move by himself. he was trembling, and you seemed to find out why when he shifted.
there was a pool of cum on the grass, more than you’d ever expect. it probably happened when you were daydreaming.
you ignored it, now staring down jake like he was your prey. he was in the position he thought would be most comfortable, and less embarrassing. though, if you wanted him to move, he would. but you didn’t. it was all about him tonight, and you weren’t going to force him into doing anything. besides, you could try the positions in mind later. this was his first time with you. whatever he wants, goes.
how your hand rubbed up along his thighs he would never forget, your touch making his heart skip a beat, skin set ablaze. your palms move to his waist, propping him up just a bit more, as you knew his trembling didn’t help with his stability.
you could tell he was ready to take whatever you gave him, but you knew what he craved most. and of course, you gave it to him.
he felt the heat of your dick before the weight, ass squirming a bit before you had rubbed it directly over where he needed it. a whine was audible, hands reaching back to try and guide your tip. but before he could grasp it, you grab his wrists, a small gasp leaving him at the sudden grip. but, that gasp soon turned into a loud, joyous moan.
the head had entered him, and jake couldn’t be happier feeling the intrusion. it didn’t hurt as much as he thought it would, now trying to push back against you to slide more inside. you chuckle, then shoving in a few more inches, placing kisses along his spine and whispering compliments. his insides adjusted much quicker than his throat could, you mentally noted.
within a few more minutes, your hips were connected to his ass. “you take me so well, baby. doin’ so good for me.” you grab onto his queues, which was still immersed with yours, and tugged on it lightly. that lifts his head off the ground, jake murmuring softly. “can, move now? please, sir, move, please sir,” how cute.
you obliged, putting your approval into words, “such good manners, jake.” kissing across his shoulder, you pull out halfway, then slowly sink yourself back in. the hold he had on the blades of grass beneath him told you enough, his noises merely adding onto that.
now, your hands were clasped around him, one of his hair and the other on the base of his tail. you had done nothing extreme, yet he couldn’t even form a proper sentence — sputtering out the words ‘please’, ‘sir’, and ‘faster’. curses were a common occurrence, too.
your thrusts increased in speed, giving him exactly what he wanted, feeling you so deep every time you practically slammed yourself into his ass. the force pushed him farther into the dirt below, and he loved every second of it.
you were so aggressive, your rough motions contrasting greatly with the gentle kisses and bites you placed on his skin. and during it all, jake had a wide smile on his face. even as his legs gave out, and you putting your chest against his back, knuckles grazing his sides.
it didn’t take long for him to feel that familiar heat within his gut again, overstimulation hitting him fast and hard. and this time, he mouth wasn’t busy, so he warned you. “wanna- gonna come, again, coming,” he was breathless, like the air had been sucked out of his lungs, but you could understand him through all his keens.
“come, jake, show me how good i make you feel.” he’d nod, again and again, letting out a guttural moan as thick ropes of cum spilled from his dick. you’d rock your hips back and forth, continuing to pleasure him and prolonging his orgasm. once the last few spurts of cum spewed out of his slit, you’d begin to pull out, before pressing right back in — hitting his already beaten prostate.
he almost screamed, voice breaking up, cracking. his throat felt so raw. but, he didn’t want you to stop. he’d do anything for you to come too, warmth squeezing around you.
luckily, he didn’t have to go through much more for you to feel your stomach tighten. you’d mumble near his ear, which twitched once feeling your breath. “do you, want me to come inside or- or out?”
he thought the question was stupid.
“in- in, in, inside, please.” who were you to say no?
soon after speaking, cum filled him, then leaking out of his hole, around the sides of your dick. you’d have to look away to prevent yourself from getting hard again, attempting to pull out slow, until he felt jake hold onto your hands — whimpering. you never thought you’d hear such a sound coming from him, but you sure as hell were grateful that you did.
you interlaced your fingers together, keeping yourself inside. from what i you could tell, he was glad that you did, seemingly purring at your actions.
though, after a moment of rest, he wiggles underneath you. as a response, you lift yourself off of him. “wanna, turn. on my back.” you pause, not sure how this was gonna work, but decided to try nonetheless.
it was a process, keeping yourself from slipping out whilst trying to flip him over. it worked, thankfully, you now seeing jakes toothy grin. it never left. he doesn’t even think he could stop if he tried.
he pulls you close, by your shoulders, pressing his forehead against you. but, just before either of you could fall asleep, you’d murmur. “i see you, jake.”
and with a hoarse voice, he’d reply, “i see you.”
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𝐍𝐆𝐀 𝐘𝐀𝐖𝐍𝐄 𝐋𝐔 𝐎𝐄 pt.1
(avatar | human) JAKE SULLY X MALE (na'vi) READER
. i can't believe i did this. english isn't my first language. long one-shot!!
"Bold italics" = Na'vi "Normal" = English
YOU CLICKED YOUR TONGUE IN ANNOYANCE , jumping from tree to tree with multiple throwing knives clutched tightly in your three fingers. While the leaves of the tree you're in hide you, you observe the na'vi down below. He had the same blue skin as yours, patterns almost identical to that of a regular na'vi's— but you know that isn't what he is. As the chiefs son, you're well acquainted with many forest na'vi, and yet you cannot recognize the one below.
Perhaps it's because strange clothing covered his body, or because he walked around as if he were a newborn baby (fortunately even na'vi babies walk around better than him), and he stared at everything as if he were captivated by it— as if it were his first time seeing such things
And you knew it in that moment,
he is not one of your kind.
"Another demon." You spit the word out with so much venom, your hold tightening around your knives as you stare at the demon.
You don't know why the aliens think that you na'vi —real na'vi— would ever fall for a trick such as that. Those demons would never be true na'vi, they could try to look like one but they'd never know how to become one, they'd never know the heart of one.
They wouldn't understand the way of a na'vi, the devotees to the great Ewya. They would not share the same respect and care for your forest.
Humans only knew how to take and destroy, to break and to steal, they are filled with ignorance and greed. They do not properly think— and now they're assuming that they can just peacefully come into your forest!
Your hate for humans will continue to pulse through your blue veins. They took both of your sister's lives, for no apparent reason.
Sylwanin, Neytiri.
Their names rung through your head, and you felt your throat tighten up. The sounds of gunshots rang through your ears, but you knew it was not real. The ringing in your ears was not real, and the blood that now covered your hands was not real either.
I'm sorry, sisters.
You took a steady breath out, placing your hand on your chest as you tried to calm down your breathing, closing your eyes while doing so. Something your mother had taught to you, and you were forever grateful for her.
Once your breathing completely stilled, you looked back to the demon on your grounds. He still lingered along, observing the different plants. While he was distracted, you pulled back your hand, dagger held tightly, aimed perfectly at his heart and you were ready to throw, before Ewya had whispered to you.
The whisper of Ewya had landed on the tip of your knife, and you couldn't fathom why Ewya would want a demon like him alive. You clenched your hand tighter on the dagger, releasing a frustrated growl before releasing the dagger, purposely missing the most vital organ, his heart.
You watched with great satisfaction as the knife had grazed the demon's right cheek, enough to leave a scar for sure.
"I'm sorry Ewya." You truly meant it, but it's not like you had greatly injured the demon, so all was to be fine.
You felt horrible, but also relieved. Ewya's voice had slightly touched your nose, and you knew you had already earned her forgiveness.
You couldn't help it, you needed to see the demon's blood spill, and maybe Ewya understood.
"Ah shit! What the fuck?" The demon groaned, holding his cheek as his wide eyes turned to your direction. Thankfully he could not see you from all the plants that camouflaged you, but he looked extremely startled. You felt pride swell up in your chest as you internally congratulated yourself.
Now, startled and bleeding slightly, this demon should go back to where he came from. He should leave now— away from your people. Perhaps this would even be a message to the humans, that you na'vi would start to go for more violent methods.
But a graze on the cheek wouldn't do the job..
You, either way, had done a good job of protecting your people from harms way.
"Stupid demon.."
You didn't feel all too happy, because not a moment later the demon had ran off further into the forest, to your great and immense displeasure.
It seems now you'd have to keep your eye on him, so he does not wander further. You clicked your tongue in annoyance, not expecting to spend your time babysitting...
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JAKE HAS DONE MANY STUPID THINGS IN HIS LIFETIME, that he could admit, and perhaps running off while on an entire planet unknown to him was one of them.. He knew Norm would get on his ass if he damaged this avatar body further. It hasn't even been five minutes until Jake was attacked by a dagger, seemingly from out of nowhere.
With a sigh, Jake got comfortable and started to make a fire, he'd have to make sure this body is fine until he can switch back. While doing so, he heard bushes rustle and creatures chirping. In this body Jake was so much more. His hearing was increased, and he could finally walk and run.
It was his ultimate dream. Pandora was a beautiful place, but he couldn't get too comfortable because even with its beauty it was still incredibly dangerous.
Jake stopped what he was doing once a pack of wolfs— viper wolfs as Grace had called them once, came into his view. He held a torch firmly in his grasp, in hopes of intimidating the beasts, but it wasn't working. "Shit.."
Jake cursed, before yelling and swearing at the wolfs, they still stayed in place until they approached the male with a snarl.
"Shit ! Get back, ya wanna piece of this?"
Before one of them could jump at the demon you came down from your hiding spot, ears on alert and a hiss coming from your mouth as you barred your sharp teeth to the viper wolf. You skillfully dodged it's attacks, pushing your knives deep into their hearts and weak points. By the end of it your chest was painted a crimson red, and blood splatters were evident on your face— running down your jaw as if you'd even taken a bite out of one of the Viper wolfs, which you probably had done.
Jake was frightened, and in awe of the na'vi before him. The dark night illuminated your glowing eyes, and the blood surrounding your mouth was the most menacing visual Jake had the pleasure of seeing.
You brought your hand up to your mouth and wiped at the blood, although it didn't do much— considering your hands were also covered in the red liquid.
Sylwanin and Neytiri had used bows, and now you could understand why. Knives were up close and personal, and they'd leave you a bloody mess in the end. But perhaps having your entire being coated in your kills blood was what made you so prideful as you puffed out your chest and glared at the demon na'vi in front of you. A true, intimidating na'vi— you.
YOU were the most enchanting sight to the ex-marines eyes. Maybe it was the way you were coated in blood, or the way you looked like a true warrior while standing before him. Jake's tail swayed slightly, and he could hear his heart thumping— and he's sure you can hear it to with the way your ears flutter at each beat.
Bump,
bump,
bump.
"Than— thank you." Jake said, and all you did was hiss in response.
"You skxáwng! Foolish! Urgh!"
A great first impression, really. But that's how Jake managed to get an 'in' with your clan— by being himself, an idiot. Because if he wasn't in danger, you wouldn't have interacted with him otherwise.
You still couldn't understand why Ewya wanted him alive.
After that encounter, you had taken Jake to your clan, seeing as though Eywa had told you so. He would've been dead if it weren't for your great mother, and you didn't particularly enjoy having to teach him the way of a na'vi (as per your mother, Mo'at's, request).
"Jake Sully, you listen?"
"Mmh."
You could tell he was distracted as he watched your nimble fingers play around with your dagger, and you could only click your tongue— something Jake noticed you did often in his presence.
"Skxáwng." You grumbled, and you noticed the way his ears seemed to perk up at the word. It was not like he could understand half of the words that came out of your mouth, since he is even distracted when you try to teach him basic phrases.
"'M not an skxáwng," Jake watched with great pleasure as your eyes seemed to widen at what he had said. "You— where did you learn that?" You questioned, and Jake didn't miss the way your tail lightly swayed behind you. You came up close to him, until your tail snaked around his leg.
With a tight grip on his leg, you had pulled him closer with your cat-like tail, and your eyes still stared at him with wonder.
"I learnt from Grace."
"Grace?" It was a whisper, but given how close the two of you were Jake could clearly hear what you had said. A confused tone was evident in your voice.
"Mm.. You're always calling me skxáwng, so I asked what it meant."
You let out a scoff, stepping away from Jake once you heard the familiar sound of hooves trotting by.
Tsu'tey's here.
Jake seemed to realize this too, and you noticed the way his ears fell flat against his head at this own realization, you chuckled at that.
"My brother! You still wasting time teaching this demon our ways? Why don't you join me for a ride— it's been awhile." Tsu'tey asked, tilting his head as he stared at both you and Jake. "Leave this demon," He said, now in English, most likely to push on Jake's buttons.
You chuckled once more, staring at Jake as he let out a scoff.
"I cannot, my mother will surely have my head if I do not carry my duties and watch over this thing."
"Yeah! So back off." Jake agreed, and you're sure he could only understand the first two words of your sentence, since he did not have any reaction to you calling him a 'thing'.
You internally laughed at this anyways.
Tsu'tey gave an understanding nod, looking towards you before turning his gaze back to Jake Sully.
"Have fun thing!" Tsu'tey chuckled, guiding his way back to the clan while both you and Jake stayed.
Jake tilted his head slightly, confused as to why he had been called a 'thing' instead of a demon.
"You know why he called me a thing?" Jake had a sneaking suspicion that it had to do with you, and when you only shrugged in response to his question while biting down on your bottom lip to hide a smile— he already knew the answer.
"Come, let's practice more skxáwng!"
He found out that he didn't really mind when you called him such names.
Training was finally done, and now you decided to relax in the open. Without Jake Sully here to bother you.
You grumbled underneath your breath as Jake came up closer towards you, his breath fanning your face as the two of you lay down in a clearing.
Your eyes remained closed as you whispered a quick "Go away."
"You'd miss me too much if I did" Jake smirked, staring at your irritated face as you clicked your tongue once more.
"You act like you hate me, but I know you love me."
"..."
You were silent as you stared at Jake's face, slowing sitting up and hissing at the male.
"Shut the hell up."
"You're even using sky people language!" Jake chuckled, leaning in closer as you pushed his face way with your hand.
Yet, he continued with his foolishness "It's a sign of affection if you adapt another person's speech— and I'm here adapting your whole culture."
"You are bothering me Jake Sully."
"What are you gonna do? Bite me?"
Your ears perked up at the word 'bite', and you stared at Jake's neck with a heated look in your eyes. He was annoying you, and his neck was looking awfully tempting..
You pushed the male back onto the grass, stradling his hips as you tilted your head down towards him, a low growl emitting from your throat. "I will make you bleed Jake Sully." Jake stared at you as if you brought him the stars and the moon, "Don't doubt it for one second kitty.."
"Brother! Mo'at is calling for you! "
Jake released a groan at Tsu'tey's words, and you huffed in amusement.
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YOU TRAINED JAKE FOR THE NEXT few months, and although he pretended to not know certain things, he was still a quick learner.
You stared at Jake's na'vi body, observing the stillness of it. He did not breath when he went to sleep, and his eyes were devoid of life. It was scary thing to see— and at first you had thought he died in his sleep, but he had simply told you it was because he needs to do 'swaps'.
Sometimes you wonder how he looks as a human, as you trace your fingers gently on the avatar body— afraid to wake it even though that's not how it works.
Jake had mentioned before that he looked different than you, and you obviously knew that.. But how different?
Was he smaller? Taller? Larger? Softer?
Easy to break?
"Uhg.." You jumped back as you saw Jake 'wake' up, rubbing at his head as he stared at you.
"Watchin' me sleep?" He asked, a smirk growing on his features as he watched you furrow your brows, not responding to his previous question/statement.
The silence was strange, not comfortable but not uncomfortable either. You just kept staring at him, and usually Jake would soak up this attention, but the way you were staring at him made him feel like his insides were your gallery.
After a long while the silence was finally broken.
"Jake, can I ask you a question?"
"Mm, yeah" Jake had his ears up, tail swaying behind him as you crawled closer to his sat down position. It was usually him asking questions and moving closer to you, so he was surprised by this.
"What do you look like— as a de- human?"
"Well..—"
"In detail, so I can imagine."
Jake avoided eye contact, feeling hot underneath your stare.
"I'm much shorter than you, way shorter"
You laughed at that.
"And well— I'm not blue"
You also laughed at that.
"You could— you could come and see me at the lab.." Jake trailed off, staring into your eyes as he felt his heartbeat quicken, and like always your ears fluttered in tune when hearing the beats.
"I come see you?" You questioned, eyes widened as you stared at the male before you.
"Mmh.."
You tilted your head and smirked, showing of your fangs as you stared at Jake with hooded eyes.
"Alright, I'll come and see you."
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IT TOOK NO GENIUS to find out that Jake was nervous, and the rest of the scientists didn't exactly know why.
Yes, Jake decided to make an on whim decision to let you see him as, well, him.
But now he was scared, as much as he didn't want to admit it.
Would you liked how he looked? What if you were weirded-out by him? Would you still see him as him, or would you view him differently? He wasn't exactly anything special— and how would you react when you find out that he's in a wheelchair? Would you—
"Jake, seriously what's got your panties in a twist? Some people are trying do their jobs and your distracting them, did something happen in the clan?" Grace questioned, taking a drag from her cigarette and raising an accusing eyebrow.
Norm joined in with his commentary, "I wouldn't be surprised if he managed to fuck over the clan— probably because he hasn't studied na'vi for I don't know, 9 years?" Cleary Norm was jealous, Jake noted.
"It's just— well (Y/n)'s coming here."
Everyone went silent. The sound of keyboards clickling came to an abrupt stop.
"The chief's son is coming here?"
".. Yes."
Unfortunately, now Jake wasn't the only one that was nervous. Norm had a crisis between being excited or terrified, Grace was in shock and doubted Jake's words, while the rest of the scientists tried to make the place more 'home-y'.
"Exactly when is he coming, Jake?"
Jake didn't respond to Grace's words, cringing a bit as he looked off to the side.
"Jake. When the fuck is he coming."
"I said you could come see me— and he said he would so— maybe now?"
Grace was about to shout profanities at the brown-haired male, but the lab doors had already unexpectedly opened.
Standing, slightly crouching near the door was none other than (Y/n). In front of him— trying to stop him from entering— was a random guard in SWAT clothing. The guard was easily pushed out of the way by the na'vi.
You stared at everyone with narrowed eyes. Lips curled down slightly as your eyes scanned the room.
Jake..
"Jake Sully?"
It was no surprise that you couldn't regonize Jake, but you suspectrd that he'd be here.
Grace turned her head towards where Jake was— hiding behind a scientist and quickly shaking his head 'no'.
Jake was stupid. He doesn't know why he'd say you should come and see him now— it was in the moment type of thing. He wasn't ready.
Grace gave a quiet sigh, seeing the look on Jake's fave that she could immediately recognize.
"Jake's not here right now, he's currently in his avatar form— which I suppose means he's waiting for you." Grace smiled at you, hurriedly killing her cigarette.
"What? —" Norm was quickly shut up by Grace's intense glare. Norm could easily piece the parts together.
"Mm." You hummed, turning around to leave as your eyebrows furrowed.
"Jake."
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How about a tall black reader who's father is a na'vi and mother is human causing her to have shading of blue on her arms and feet ( not t like vitiligo) and she has the same nerves sistem of na'vi and is taller than the avatar boys and is a super dom
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I have two versions of this, I couldn't decide what to do but I think I made the right choice. The first one was peepee poopoo. sorry for not updating on this page for mooooonths but yall know how I do lol. It’s kinda meeehhhh, I need to ease my way back into smut lol
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jake sully X black hybrid Navi reader
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Pandoras sex symbol.
Or at least that's what Jake Sully calls you in his head. You were perfect, everything about you was perfect. The way your brown skin faded into the dark forest blue, the stripes in your body covering your strong limbs from head to toe. You were so fascinating. In a way, you reminded him of Earth, the good parts of it at least. From your human features to the way you wore your camo lioncloth. But what got him the most was your height. You were taller than most, maybe the tallest out of the clan, standing at a confident 9ft with the prettiest tight curly hair that mostly stayed in braids, wooden beads always sporting them. Your eyes were a little smaller than the regular Navi, but they were still that pretty amber he grew to love.
And that voice. Good lord above. He couldnt even count on his 10 didgets how many times he had goosebumps from it. It was deeper than the average womens, and he loved it. Especially when you talked in his ear after you pushed him into the floor by his neck. That with the combination of your strong thighs straddling him between your body. "come on sully, do better." it was a gentle scold, your accent causing his sweaty body to spasm under your heavy body, this movement making you drive him more into the dirt, hot bodies pressing into each other. "you're killing me right now.." he grunts, his hips pulling back into the dirt in hopes to not meet yours. "not yet at least." You pulled back, handing coming back from his neck with a cocky grin. You always won these competitions. Being born and raised here, trained by the RDA soldiers and the local navi before they got sent away. You were born to overpower him, even if he's been on the planet for 15 years.
He could never win against you, not that he wanted to, always ending up below you was his favorite part of the day. Every time the two of you would split up to go home, he didn't waste time pulling his matted braids up in a ponytail and stripping from his straining cloth. Dropping to his knees on his bouncy mat bed to grab the base of his thick cock. Impatient movements, he brought his hand back up to spit in his hand and back down to gently fist his tip. Frantic pumps going up and down his length with a drawn-out groan, head falling back as his free hand ran over the burning flesh of his abs, thick pecs until it found its way up the blue collums of his neck, holding it tight, giving him the light headed feeling you gave him a few times a week.
"fuck..aah shit" he cursed lazily in his native langueage, eyes fighting to stay open as his wet hand grips and twists the dripping head of his dick. Your hand around his thoat, tight even if it was a playful fight, you were so rough with him, always saying he could handle it. Fuck ,I can handle it. He squeezes his throat tighter, the pressure causing him to bite his lip, muffling his whimper as his warm seed squirts onto his fist, dripping down his fingers until it reached his tensed thighs.
Slowly grinding into his hand, letting his high settle, his eyes flutter open and looked down at the mess he's made once he came to a stop. Oh god, she'd kill me.
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AVATAR.
WARNING,
a lot down here is NSFW!
NAVIGATION.
✮ — nsfw
☾ — sfw
for more, click here: guidelines + more info!
BABYDOLL!
↳ jake and tonowari are not supposed to touch you like that… and yet you somehow still end up pinned down beneath them. even though you’re much, much younger.
✮ INCLUDES: dilf!jake sully and dilf!tonowari as doms and subs (both separated!)
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🤍-ongoing 💔angst 🔞-smut 💛-fluff🖤-dark
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Ma Neteyam 🔞💛🤍
Neteyam (20 yrs old) is kidnapped by the Olo’eyktan alpha from a nearby clan who claims that Eywa has destined them to be soulmates. Only weeks away from fully presenting as omega, Neteyam is caught between trying to find his way home and giving in to his primal desires.
Unmovable 🔞
Lo'ak may have been born an omega but that doesn't mean he wants to act like one.
Forever My Babygirl 💛🤍
Tuktirey is now 16 years old and receving attention from young male suitors looking to court the beautiful ray of sunshine. However, this becomes nearly impossible as her older brothers and father are there to scare off any advances. In Jake's eyes, Tuk will always be his babygirl.
Parts (1, 2, 3, 4)
Withered 💛🔞💔
You and Neteyam have opposite lives. He thrives in the daylight of possibilities while you are forced to the shadows. You are sure that the right course of action would be letting the future Olo'eyktan go. Neteyam is less convinced. Neteyam's rut sneak peek
Midnight Desires 💛🔞
Neteyam asks for a helping hand in the middle of the night. Ao'nung, however, does not appreciate being left out.
Little Gift 🔞🤍💔🖤
The RDA are forced to negotiate with a certain Olo'eyktan. Luckily, there is only one thing he wants. Dark Neteyam x Human Reader
Courting Spider 🔞💛💔
It’s time that someone takes care of Spider for once. Zhali is up for the task.
Curious Eyes 🔞🤍🖤💔
When intruders come onto Omatikaya soil Neteyam gets more than he bargained for.
Grovel 🤍💔🔞
Lo'ak broke your heart all those years ago. If he plans to woo you once more it is going to take a lot more than a debonair grin.
Neteyam x reader x Lo’ak Series
Lesson Learned 🔞
You break one of the strict rules that Neteyam and Lo'ak have set for you. Now you must suffer the consequences.
Marked 🔞
Neteyam and Lo’ak have many different ways of staking their claim on you.
Consequences 🔞
Hanging out with your favorite male friend after a heated argument with Neteyam isn’t the smartest course of action.
Welcome Home🔞💛
It seems ridiculous to care, but Lo'ak isn't the most estatic to see how you and Neteyam have spent your time while he's been away. You're more than willing to give him his own little one on one time.
More works coming soon
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me liking a specific character x dom top male reader fic that didn't have top male reader before:
me when Tumblr recommends me the specific character x sub bottom male/female reader:
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Avatar headcanons
top male reader
a/n: this is my thank you for 1k. I still can't believe I hit that milestone, thank you so much. warnings will be put before each character's headcanons & there’ll be a small scenario for each character.
Jake Sully
sir k. | hair pulling | deepthroating | brat taming
RDA Jake was definitely into calling you "sir", before he gained his confidence as a warrior. He blurted it out to you without you even needing to coax it out of him.
Hair pulling is a big kink of his, especially when he sucks you off or you fuck him from behind. He still hasn't gotten used to how sensitive his avatar's braid is.
If you pull on his braid while shoving your cock down his throat or pounding his guts from behind, he won't be able to hold back from drooling.
He's loud and whiny.
Can't hold back his cries when you ignore his whiny "wait"s and continue pistoling your cock into him, even after he just came.
He gained more of an ego after becoming a respected na'vi warrior and getting put in his place became a necessity.
He started acting out on purpose just so you would force him down and make him take what you gave him.
Jake's just a slut for you behind closed doors. Letting you have your way with him and whining when you don’t.
“You can do better than that, can’t you?” You watched Jake do his best to fit your heavy cock in his throat. Jake shook his head, looking up at you through his wet eyelashes. You sighed, running your hand up his neck and gripping his braid. Jake flinched, eyes fluttering shut when you brought your other hand to the top of his head.
He moaned around your cock when you forced him down, your cock bullying its way into his throat. Jake choked and drool seeped past his lips, drowning your cock in his saliva. The grip you had on his sensitive braid was unfaltering and it only made Jake needier. The strong Jake Sully on his knees before you was something you could get used to.
Neytiri
praise | dacryphilia | pussy eating | cockwarming
This pretty girl's still so shy when you fuck.
Neytiri comes undone in seconds when you praise her. Just hearing a "good" leave your lips will have her biting her lip to hold back her smile and hiding her face behind her hair.
She’s so pretty and the tears that threaten to spill over when you hold her only make her prettier.
She’s so sensitive that it makes her cry, especially when you eat her out.
When you first ate her out, she couldn’t decide between throwing her head back or letting it fall forward against yours, between her thighs.
She loves it, feels that it’s intimate.
Neytiri is vanilla, at least during the beginning.
Everything makes her shy and she just wants to be held and taken care of.
Cockwarming.
She’ll sit in your lap or lay with her back against your chest, your cock heavy inside her tight walls.
She’s so obedient. She never moves unless you tell her to, and when she’s desperate, she only whines and pleas.
She’s so cute, sorry.
Neytiri played with her braids, looking forward to avoid eye contact with you.
“You’re so pretty,” you pressed a kiss against her neck and she tensed, turning her head to finally look at you over her shoulder. She had a shy smile on her face and could only hope her flushed cheeks were unnoticeable under her hair. “So obedient for me.”
You placed your hands on her thighs and rolled your hips for the first time.
“Ah-!” Neytiri moaned, throwing her head back against your shoulder. You turned to kiss her cheek and she placed her hands on yours. “Good girl.”
Tsu'tey
manhandling | belly bulge | size kink a little bit
Tsu'tey was an uncharacteristically shy virgin, and remains pretty vanilla. Intimacy and sex are still foreign to him.
He had trouble stifling his moans even when you kissed him longer than he was used to.
He let you take control and his mind spun when you pushed him into different positions for your own pleasure.
Tsu’tey is so aware of how easily you fit your hands around his slim waist and thighs.
His waist is so tiny that a belly bulge is inevitable. He nearly came untouched the first time he saw it.
Possessiveness makes Tsu’tey weak. He loves it when you add a “my” when talking about him.
Pairing that with praise gets him whiney.
Something as simple as “my strong warrior” makes Tsu’tey desperate.
You pulled Tsu’tey back against yourself, hands engulfing his little waist. You bottomed out and Tsu’tey moaned, throwing his head back.
“Look at that,” you squeezed his waist to get his attention. Tsu’tey looked at where you were looking and felt his breath get caught in his throat. You pressed against the bulge in his stomach with your thumb, “Fuck…”
Tsu’tey chest heaved and he pressed his hand flat against his stomach. You grabbed one of his thighs and pressed it against chest, fucking into him with a newfound desperation. Tsu’tey nearly whined, lifting his hand to look at his stomach again with eyes blown wide. You smiled, “so good… all mine.”
Miles Quaritch
humiliation | degradation | deepthroating / facefucking | choking / breath play | gun play
He still hasn't gotten fully used to an avatar body so he's sensitive to every touch.
Miles has trouble admitting that he likes it when you make fun of him.
He finds it so hot when you put him in his place for talking back. He's so used to being the one feared and respected that it always shuts him up when you insult him.
Miles has a thing for deepthroating. Forcing his head down and forcing your cock further down his throat until he can hardly breathe has him near delirious.
The way you treat him is far from how he was treated in his division.
When he acts out, you disregard his words and only use him for your own satisfaction, leaving him alone as soon as you finish.
You humiliate him and insult his pride and he always comes back for more.
Gun play is something that plagues Miles’ mind. He can only bite his lip and roll his hips desperately when you point a gun at him and threaten him. He can’t help but find it hot.
Especially if you press the barrel against his mouth and force his lips open to shut him up when he gains some of his ego back.
Has trouble keeping his hands to himself, always fucks something up and you begin to wonder if it’s on purpose.
“You- ah!” You pulled Miles down onto your lap.
“Yeah?” His breath hitched when you rested the cold barrel of your gun against his neck and he only scowled in response. He hoped you’d ignore the way his chest heaved and the way he was clenching your cock. You shifted your thighs to bounce him in your lap, “you said you’d ride me, wouldn’t you? Do I have to help you with this, too?”
Miles shook his head and lifted himself up, you put your free hand on his thigh, “you’re shaking.”
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Fingertips
RDA! Jake x Omaticaya! Reader
(first attempt at smut wish me luck)
Warnings: smut obv, sub Jake, hand kink, dacryphilia, dom reader, piv sex, mild choking, does reader sticking their fingers in his mouth count as a warning, pretty mild ngl I'm just testing the waters, Jake's probably horribly ooc tbh
Jake has always been... a little interested in your hands. Maybe it's the three fingers as opposed to his four. Maybe it's their dexterity, the ease at which you can do things he finds difficult, with his clumsy demon hands.
Whatever the reason, it's beginning to catch your attention more and more, how he'll allow his own hand to brush against yours as you walk side by side, how he insists you do things for him so he can watch your slender fingers at work, and even when you talk, he watches them instead of you.
You've observed this little quirk of his for weeks now. You don't want to make mountains out of a molehill, after all.
But those weeks of observation conclude that, yes, yours are the only hands he stares at so shamelessly, and yes, you're not seeing things when his expression grows almost longing and hungry when he looks at them.
So you've decided to do something about it. After all, Jake is beautiful, for all his odd ways and alien features. You'd be the stupidest girl in the tribe not to make a move, knowing what you know.
Which, if you're correct, and you're sure you are, is that Jake Sully has a thing for your hands.
You're on a walk with Jake, talking quietly in Na'vi, gently correcting him when he stumbles over a word here and there, making unnecessary hand gestures just to watch the way his eyes instinctively track them.
You smile to yourself at that, deliberately gesturing right in front of his face. He goes almost cross-eyed trying to follow it, and you laugh abruptly.
Jake startles, eyes darting to your face as his cheeks flushing like a child caught misbehaving.
"You're staring an awful lot, little demon," you hum, slipping your hand under his jaw, tilting his face upwards. "Something wrong with my hands?"
You feel his Adam's apple jump against your knuckles as he swallows hard. "No," he manages, watching your face as his flush deepens in hue.
"No?" you repeat. "Then what is it?" you coo innocently, tilting your head to one side in mock curiosity.
"Nothing!" he said defensively, batting your hand away and turning his back on you.
You can't help but smile, running a hand up his tail and along his spine as you draw nearer, revelling in the way he shudders and presses back into your touch. "I think it is something, little demon," you say, pressing your body against his back, looping your arms around his neck playfully, your tail coiling against his thigh.
"And so what if it is?" Jake demanded, folding his arms and keeping himself stiff under your touch. "I can stare at what I want, can't I? No rules saying I can't."
"So fiery," you tease, resting your chin in the crook of his neck. "My intention is not to upset you, little demon. I am merely curious about what is so interesting about my hands."
He huffed but didn't push you away, his ears tilting backwards to catch your words. That alone gives you an idea.
"In fact," you say airily, tilting your face up and nipping at the tip of his ear, delighting in the way he gasps and jerks in your arms, "I find it rather endearing."
"You do?" Jake said, sounding like he was trying to disguise the pitiful hope in his voice.
"Mhm. I just want to know what it is that makes them the object of your attention," you prompted as he turned in your arms, keeping them lazily draped around his neck. His pupils are blown wide, chest rising and falling a little unsteadily as he looks at you, ears pricked forward.
"They're- they're pretty," he admits, swallowing dryly, searching your face for any sign of disgust or judgement. He finds none, which gives him the bravery to soldier on. "And your fingers are really long, and-"
"Why is them being long so appealing to you?" you said amusedly, shifting one of your hands to take a hold of his chin, thumb pressing into his bottom lip.
He draws a trembling breath at the touch, mouth falling slack.
Fucking perfect, you think as you look at him, drawing on your limited knowledge of demon curses to form the thought.
That mouth is practically an invitation all its own, and you accept it eagerly, slipping your thumb between his lips, and press down on his tongue.
Jake whines around the digit, a sound you never thought you'd hear him make. "Yeah? you like that, little demon?" you murmur, watching in rapture, your own pupils blown wide as you force him onto his knees, pressing steadily on the floor of his mouth.
He looks up at you, his own hands finding homes at the backs of your knees.
You could get used to this, honestly. The sky demon on his knees for you, lips wrapped obediently around your thumb as he looks up at you. He's normally so cocky. Rebellious and loud, tearing up the quiet village with his alien language and strange ways.
Not that you hate it, but you love this much more.
"Just look at you, little demon," you purr. "If you could see yourself now, on your knees with my thumb in your mouth."
He moans at the thought, grip tightening your knees.
You decide to indulge his love of your hands a little further, freeing your thumb from his warm mouth with a wet pop, ignoring his whimper at the loss. He's hard already, you note, spreading his knees and trying to rut into the forest floor like some kind of desperate whore.
His noises only grow louder as you make your next move, which is forcing two of your fingers into his mouth, practically down his throat, keeping his tongue pinned down and the walls of his throat fluttering helplessly against your fingertips as he chokes a little around your fingers, eyes growing glossy.
He makes a garbled noise around your digits, eyes wet and hopeful as he looks up at you. You have to give him credit for never once breaking eye contact.
"What was that?" you prompt, eyes glinting as hot desire pools in your stomach, but you don't remove your fingers, instead forcing him to try and speak around the intrusion in his mouth.
"Please," he manages, or something that sounds enough like it to get his meaning across.
You smile. Victory. You don't even know what the competition was, but this feels like a victory nonetheless. "Please what?"
He just whines with frustration, bucking his hips up against nothing, seemingly too embarrassed to say what.
You force your fingers deeper into his mouth, until you feel the back of his throat. He gurgles incoherently, fat tears beginning to roll down his cheeks, his grip remaining ever-tight on your legs. "Little demon."
He still doesn't say anything. Probably because your fingers are halfway down his throat.
But you relent anyway, pulling your fingers out of his mouth momentarily, kneeling before him, forcing him onto his back- making sure he doesn't injure himself as you shift his legs to lie flat. You straddle his hips, feeling his erection press up against your core. You hum with satisfaction at the feeling.
Jake looks up at you, practically quivering, face wet with tears, lips glossy with drool, his hands on your hips as he tries feebly to buck up into you.
"Beautiful," you muse, before leaning down to capture his lips.
He gasps into your mouth, and you can feel his chest jerking against your palms as he struggles to even his breathing out. You don't know if you want to let him. You like him like this, teary and drooling and breathless and desperate.
But you're impatient. You've indulged him enough, you think, as you roll your hips against his, sighing at the delicious friction, but it's nowhere near enough.
You shift back onto his thighs, fumbling with the strings of his loincloth while he watches blearily, half-broken pleas falling from his lips in a ready river, mostly incoherent and entirely pathetic.
Finally, you manage it, and his cock springs free. It's as pretty as the rest of him, and you tell him so, smiling rather pridefully as he whines and thrusts into air, precum already dripping onto his stomach.
You raise your core above it as it twitches in the cool air and, though it seems impossible, his pupils dilate further, and he grows louder, tugging at your hips, trying to encourage you down. "Please, baby, please-" he gulps.
"Hush," you say firmly, and force your fingers back into his mouth, effectively shutting him up as he lets out a strangled moan around them.
Slowly, painfully slowly, just to tease him, push him a little further, you sink onto his cock, gasping at the stretch, head lolling back, back arching as he bottoms out inside of you.
He fucks up into you like a feral animal, eyes rolling in his head as your warmth encases him entirely. For a few moments, all you can do is let him, moaning shrilly yourself as his thrusts punch the air out of your lungs.
But you regain yourself, albeit less sane and more intent on fucking him into the forest floor.
You adjust your grip on his chin, your fingers in his mouth, his drool bubbling around your knuckles and down his chin. "Poor dumb baby," you coo with mock-sympathy, beginning to ride him like a thing possessed.
He makes a shrill noise, fingers digging purple bruises into your hips, tears still steadily trickling down his cheeks.
Then one of his hands finds your clit and rubs a harsh circle into it, and you gasp, jerking atop him, your vision flashing white for a moment, familiar heat welling in your core.
Jake's hips begin to stutter against yours as his eyes roll once more, the walls of his throat pulsing against your fingertips.
You, at the last minute, yank your fingers free and crush your lips to his, both of you moaning as you come. Hard.
He sobs a little into your mouth, holding you down on him as his thrusts grow feeble, his seed filling you with a comfortable warmth. "S'good, so fucking good," he blabbered, like he couldn't bear to shut up now he didn't have your fingers down his throat.
"I know, I know, little demon," you pant, pressing your nose to his tear-wet cheek, taking in the scent of him, your arm locking around his shoulders, holding him against you as his movements finally still.
You sit there for a moment, cuddling him close as he wheezes into your neck, his cock still twitching inside you as you both come down from your highs.
"So..." you manage finally, pulling back a little to grin at him. "Hand kink much?"
Jake groans at your use of English, covering his eyes. "Shut up."
First smut down woohoo it's only uphill from here folks
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