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pandoraslxna · 1 year

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Polar opposite

Jake Sully x female human reader x Tonowari

Summary: There’s no plot. Just two dilfs working together.

Words: 2.9k

Warnings: explicit smut, minors dni, mmf threesome, oral, fingering, heavy size kink, belly bulge, praise kink 🤝🏻 degradation kink, unprotected sex, creampie, interspecies sex, squirting, overstimulation, … I’m gonna stop now it’s just porn without plot lol

Notes: I don’t think i will ever get to see the gates of heaven after this 😂

You don’t know how you got yourself into this position. Trapped between two of the tallest Na‘vi you’ve ever seen. Two powerful olo'eyktan, one of the Metkayina and one of the Omatikaya.

With your back pressed against his board chest, you’re neatly seated in the lap of Tonowari. The gentle chief is holding your small wrists in his big hands. His breathe is hot against your skin, whispering praises and soft words into your ear that make your stomach flutter. "That’s right, little human", he chuckles lowly and a gasp leaves your lips, "Relax, we‘ll take care of you."

Kneeling between your legs, and with his mouth busy sucking hickeys onto the soft skin on your breasts, was Jake. He bites and nibbles on a nipple and you can’t help but whimper. For how much longer were they planning to torture you like this?

You want to clench your thighs together for some friction, but Jakes strong hands keep them apart. He tsks, "If you keep trying that one more time, I won’t let you cum at all. Understood?" You yelp when he pinches your nipple and the sound makes his cock throb. "Y-Yes, sir!" Behind your back, Tonowari chuckles. "I told you not to make him mad. Now show him how good you can be and you‘ll get what you want, okay?" You can feel him shift and suddenly your wrists are no longer held by his hands. But in return he grabs your thighs. From the underside of your knees he holds your legs and bends them slightly up. It’s like he’s presenting you to Jake. Said Na‘vi licks his lips as his eyes travels further down on your body. With nothing to cover yourself from his hungry gaze, you squirm. "Fuck, look at that", Jake groans as he swipes a finger through your folds, gathering your slickness and then holding it up for you and Tonowari to see. A thin string of your juices connect his thumb and index finger. "She’s so wet already", he chuckles and the embarrassment makes your cheeks light up bright red. "You’ve been teasing her for quiet a while now", Tonowari adds to your defense, with a kiss to your temple.

Jake rolls his eyes at that, but finally gives in. His kisses travel lower this time, trailing his tongue over your breasts before dragging it through a trail of shimmering saliva down your navel toward your crotch. You arch your back, hips desperately bucking to meet his lips.

"Thought I told you not to move, didn’t I?", Jake says and bites down at the plush flesh of your inner thighs. You groan, eyes teary and nod, "Sorry Sir…"

Tonowari can’t help the swell of his heart at having such a good girl for him, and gently kisses your cheek.

“You’ll be good for us and keep your thighs spread, right? You won’t move until we‘ll tell you to.” He keeps his tone low and steady, to ease your worries, to comfort you, his precious girl. He would let you cum, you just had to be patient. “Y-yes I‘ll be good", you mumble, letting your head fall back against his chest.

“Good girl,” he purrs. "Stop spoiling her", Jake tells him, before he lowers his head between your thighs again.

With his thumbs, he spreads your lips apart and groans at the sight. "Must be my lucky fucking day", he voices his thoughts out loud. Your clit comes into view, swollen and neglected, just before Jake closes his lips around it and you moan. He sucks, rolls it in his mouth, kisses it loud enough, that if someone was standing in front of their marui pod, they would hear that the olo'eyktan‘s were very busy right now.

You made them go crazy. Moaning nonstop, loud and unending. “Fuck, Jake, fuck—” You desperately try not to move and rock your hips against his face while Tonowari’s grip on your legs tightens even more. “How are you so good at this? Fuck— I’m going to cum, Jake I‘m—”

Jake chuckles between your thighs, as if you just told him a joke. His voice is muffled, pressed against your cunt, “No, you won’t. Not yet.”

“But I gotta— shit, please I, I can’t I‘m–”

“No,” the tall Na‘vi in front of you says and then proceeds to drag his tongue from your entrance back to your clit. Tonowari can feel a physical shiver running through you. Your body is seized by a wave of what he could only assume was the best orgasm of your life, spasming and shaking nonstop as your hips jerk forward.

To everyone’s surprise, Jake keeps going. He sucks on your clit particularly hard before finally pulling back and wiping your juice from his chin.

"Hm, I see. So we’re disobeying direct orders now, huh?" Jake tilts his head and rises back to his full height. You swallow thickly and Tonowari shakes his head, almost as if he’s disappointment in you. You want to apologize but Jake is quick to cut you off.

"Since you wanted to come so bad, we‘ll give you exactly what you asked for. But I don’t want to hear you cry about it later, sweetheart."

While Jake unties his loincloth, you can feel Tonowari sneak a hand from under your leg to between your thighs. He coats his digits in your slickness and rubs lazy circles over your clit, causing your legs to twitch. You’re still very sensitive from your previous orgasm. "Tonowari", you sigh his name but it quickly turns into a moan when he slides one of his fingers inside you. You gasp when he immediately pushes a second one inside and he chuckles. "Think you can take him, tiny human?", he asks and your eyes are back on Jake, right when his loincloth falls to the ground. He’s thick, rippled with vein and taut, blue flesh. His dick twitches in the air, angry and swollen and wet. There’s a long string of pre-cum hanging from the tip and Jake catches it on his thumb. You stick out your tongue, much to his satisfaction, and he cleans his thumb there, giving you a taste of his salty pre.

Meanwhile, Tonowari curls his fingers inside you just right– hitting that spongy spot that makes your eyes roll back. "She’s already fucked out from just your fingers", Jakes muses and gives a lazy stroke to his shaft, using the salvia on his thumb as lubricant.

"I-I can", you protest weakly, "I can take him."

Tonowaris chest swells with pride at your words.

"Now would you look at that. She’s so eager to please, such a good girl", he praises and you can’t help but smile at his words. Slowly, he retreats his fingers from between your thighs and you whine at the loss, the sudden emptiness makes you shudder. But instead of just brushing his slick covered fingers off somewhere, Tonowari sticks them in his mouth, licking them clean. Your eyes widen and he groans at the sweet taste of you.

"Are you that desperate to get your holes filled, cupcake?" Jakes words make your eyes fly right back up to him. He‘s moved closer to stand between your spread legs. When you don’t respond right away, he uses his cock and gently slaps it against your clit a few times. "F-Fuck– i mean yes, yes sir", you rush out quickly and Jake approves with a low hum. He then proceeds to slide his dick through your folds, covers it in your slickness. When he feels it’s enough, he prods the tip at your entrance.

Before you can even inhale a breath, a thick-headed cock is trying to push its way inside your cunt.

Jake‘s stretching you oh so slowly and you whimper, cursing under your breath. It’s on the borderline of being painful, dancing on a knifes edge, but it’s also devastatingly perfect. With each passing second, you can feel yourself being forced open, further than you ever thought was possible.

But Jakes is impatient. His length is never-ending. Just when you thought he’s nearly all the way inside, you glance down and see he’s only halfway there.

Holy fuck. He’s huge.

"Shit–", Jake visibly shudders once he’s fully seated inside the warmth of your cunt, "How are you so god damn tight?" Something in his facial expression changes, another tad darker than it was previously. Snapping his hips forward, you moan out loud. Each pounding thrust he gives you knocks the very air from your lungs and you can feel yourself tightening even more. He fucks into you merciless, groaning whenever the tip of his cock kisses your cervix. The size difference between you and them is incredible, so it’s no surprise you can literally see him move inside you. The little bulge on your lower abdomen moves with every thrust of his hips and neither of you seem to be able to take your eyes off of it.

While Jake seemingly aims to fuck the very soul out of you, Tonowari sneaks one of his hands back to your front, feeling for your clit. Once found, he starts to rub small circles over the little bundle of nerves and you gasp.

“She’s so cute, isn’t she?” Jake grins as you squirm under Tonowaris touch.

“I wish I could see her face", the olo’eyktan chuckles and his hot breath ghosts over your ear, "She must be making some interesting expressions.” Jakes hips are slapping against yours and the sounds they form is music to their ears.

“Oh yeah,” Jake replies with a groan, "Looks like she’s about to come again." And he’s right. You can feel the familiar, addicting, tension building up in your core. Tonowari then pinches your clit, rolls it between his thumb and index finger and you whine and brabble nonsense to them as you feel that tension build and build and then it snaps. Your toes curl and you squeeze around Jakes cock– so much, that he has trouble pulling out and slamming himself back in.

"Fucking hell", Jake moans as you gush around his cock, your slick spurts forth and coats his lower abdomen and the sounds of his hips meeting yours are obscene, slopping wet. "Looks like we’ve got ourselves a squirter!" But he doesn’t stop there, if anything, his pace even starts to increase. Tears begin to prick at your eyes as he fucks into you hard and fast, with this big, shit eating grin on his face. "C‘mon, princess, give me another", he chuckles. "Can’t, I can’t! Please, Jak– sir! Oh my g– It’s too much", you cry out but Jake won’t slow down. With Tonowari still circling your clit, it doesn’t take long for you to feel that familiar knot tighten, almost painfully so. "You can", he says lowly, "I know you can, baby, I wouldn’t ask you to if you couldn’t."

And you know he’s right. Because in that exact moment, you come. You come harder than ever before, with a silent scream and nails digging into Tonowaris arms. Its not until your pleading for them to stop, completely overstimulated, with your legs twitching and tears rolling down your cheeks, that Jakes rhythm finally starts to falter. He plunges into you, one, two, three more times and then comes with a groan of your name, his head thrown back and eyes squeezed shut. He fills you with his cum, all the way to the hilt, until you can feel it leak out and dribble down onto to floor.

By the time Tonowari retreats his hand from between your thighs, it’s soaking wet, glistening from your juices and he doesn’t even hesitate to push his digits past your lips. You taste yourself on his fingers, let your tongue swirl around them as he watches you, mesmerized. "You did so well for him, such a good little human", he praises and then turns his attention to Jake, "Hold her. I want so see her face."

It takes the mighty Toruk Makto a few seconds before his senses are back and he’s fully capable of thinking straighten again, but he’s quick to comply. You whine when he pulls out and more of his release seeps out. Tonowari then maneuvers your limp body, turns you so Jake can hold you up in the air, with your legs spread wide over his strong arms. For a moment you don’t know what to do with you hands but you quickly settle to hold tight onto Jake. "Easy, girl", he coos, his chin coming to rest onto your shoulder so he can see better, "I won’t drop you." You believe him without a doubt. Those guys are easily ten feet tall, all muscles and strength- there was no way you would slip out of their hold.

When Tonowari rises to his full height before you, you can’t help but whimper as your cunt instinctively clenches around nothing. One of his hands comes to settle on your thighs, holds your leg firm below your knee as he lines up his cock with your entrance. You squeeze your eyes shut, trying to brace yourself for the stretch that’s about to come but then his other hand finds your chin. He tilts your head up and tsks, "Look at me. I said I want to see your face, little human." You do as your told, looking up at him through your thick lashes and then he starts pushing the tip in. It’s enough to make you moan, your mouth falls open and he stretches you further. It’s a good thing that Jakes cum, combined with your own slickness makes things a little easier. You’re still tight, but not as much as before. Your soft, wet walls greet him hungrily, swallows him up like you didn’t just came.

Without warning, he snaps his hips and pushes his cock all the way inside you.

"Oh my fucking god–", you whine once Tonowari has fully bottomed out. Your body is barely ready for the size of him, the inhuman stretch making your eyes roll all the way into your head.

He barely gives you any time to adjust, pulling almost all the way out before roughly pounding back in.

"Look at her", Tonowari praises with a low grunt, "So tiny but she’s taking me so well, all the way up to her cute belly." With a hand on your stomach, he feels himself inside you -in and out, in and out.

God it feels so good. You feel so full. You love the burn of it, the feel of something large forcing itself into your body. It was one thing to like big cock, to fantasize, it was another to be roughly impaled on one in reality.

And fuck did you love the reality.

Better adjusted now, your body welcomes him with every snap of his hips. Tonowari sets up a brutal rhythm, pistoning in and out of your body roughly, the tip of his cock brushing against your g-spot at just the right angle. "I-I‘m close", you’re moaning shamelessly now, not a care about whoever might hear you, "Gonna come, gonna come again, Tonowari– fuck!"

You clench your inner walls around him as you do, almost choking on your words. Vaguely, you feel yourself leak more and more of your slickness, until it drips onto the floor with a splash. "That so hot, fuck– Cupcake, I didn’t know you had that in you", Jake groans at the sight, adjusting his grip on your legs to spread them even wider.

You flex your inner walls, squeezing Tonowaris cock even more until you feel him tremble with the change, moaning and his gaze entirely fixed on where you are joined. He stutters, his movements jerky and you know he’s about to come. You try your best to keep your eyes open, not daring to miss the look on his face when he does. His mouth is slightly agape, eyes half lidded as they land on yours and with one last thrust he stills inside you. His cum is hot and sticky and you can feel it fill you up, with his tip pressed tight against your cervix.

Tonowari chuckles softly as he pulls his hips back, slowly, letting you feel every inch until only the swollen tip rests inside you. He brushes a stray strand of hair clinging to your sweat slicked skin out of your face and kisses your lips as a distraction, before he pulls out entirely. You whine and your legs quiver in Jakes hold. "Good girl, just breathe", Jake whispers, "Gonna let you down now, okay? Can you stand?" Weakly, you give him a nod and then he gently places your feet on the ground.

You have to steady yourself, with a one hand on each of their stretched out arms. Your legs feel like jelly, cunt leaking all of your combined juices and you already feel the pleasant ache spreading between your legs. You’re so busy trying to collect yourself again, that you completely miss the way the two olo’eyktan’s look at each other at the sight of you.

With a smug grin on his face, Jake bows down to your height and whispers into your ear, "Get on your hands and knees, sweetheart. C‘mon don’t let me tell you twice." Your eyes widen at his words but you can’t help the smile forming in you lips. After all, that’s exactly what you’ve asked for.

"Y-yes sir."

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rosyjn · 7 months

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giving Jake Sully a handjob... 18+ MDNI!

For @pandoraslxna's kinktober prompt 01↓

warnings: mentions of injury (nothing graphic), and very detailed smut so just be warned, also descriptions of s*men ✋

"Just relax. Go on, relax," you coo, softly rubbing Jake's shoulders and prompting him to sit on the floor. His face had a small bandaged gash on it and his hair was rough and messy from an earlier hunt. "Feelin' okay? Mo'at fixed you up real nice, I bet," you softly speak to him.

"Yeah, she did. Don't know what I'd do without her," he sighs, leaning back onto the wall of the tent.

"Hunt didn't go too well, huh?" you reach up and fix his hair, moving it out of his face. He nods, looking down in shame. You frown at this gesture, knowing he deserves better. "I know what will make you feel better..." you suggest, causing him to look back up and into your eyes.

"What?" he asks. You just plant a small kiss on his cheek before reaching down and untying his loincloth. He chuckles and bucks his hips up. When the skimpy piece of fabric falls off of him, you push it away and lower yourself to his still flaccid cock.

"I'm gonna make you feel really good," you whisper, taking it into your hand and already feeling it harden and warm up with your touch. Your fingers caress the sensitive length, you brush them up and down against his shaft. His breath hitches and he bucks his hips up again. You listen to his eagerness and engage your whole hand, wrapping it around his girth and slowly pumping up and down.

"Yes... yes..." he mutters to himself, eyes screwed shut as you pump and stroke him. His dick throbs and pulsates in your hand, now rock hard and hot. It doesn't take long for little spurts of pre-cum to appear. You use your other hand, using both of them to pump Jake's long cock at the same time. This sends him over the edge. He groans and grabs your hair, muttering gibberish as his milky white cum squirts out of his tip and onto your face and hands.

"Jeez!" you giggle and pull away when a warm glob lands on your cheek. He squirms as the rest of his orgasm takes over his body and you watch while wiping the semen off of yourself with a spare rag. As he comes down from his high, he almost looks embarrassed. His eyes never leave you when you clean his torso and crotch after taking care of yourself. After that, you get up, tossing the rag in a hamper. "You're real quiet today," you remark.

"Just thinking about what I'm gonna do to ya.."

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tiredmamaissy · 1 year

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Little Secret

Masterlist ; Rut/Heat/Knotting Info

🔞 minors, do not interact 🔞

Characters: jake sully x na’vi reader x lo’ak sully

Warnings: nsfw, explicit smut, profanity, dub-con(?), heat cycle, dark/mr.stealyourgirl Jake, poor clueless Lo’ak, fingering, ab riding, oral sex (f receiving), infidelity, p in v

Word Count: 4.6k

Requested: Yes || No

Author’s Note: I had to make it fair, you know, since Jake stole Neteyam’s mate. I’m just in my dark era, guys I’m sorry. Also, @jakexneytiri practically wrote this. This is for you, bestie. I love you and your big, juicy, sexy brain, I just wanna give it a big smooch.

Synopsis: Lo’ak is away on a two-day hunting trip, and you unexpectedly go into heat. Good thing the Olo’eyktan finds you before anyone else does.

“Are you sure? I can stay back.” Lo’ak breaks the kiss, cupping your cheek.

“Yes, Lo’. My heat won’t come for a few more days.” you smile softly, hands resting on his chest.

Just a few more eclipses and your heat would be here. As much as you wanted your mate to stay with you, you knew it was important that he goes on this two-day hunting trip. Supplies were low and he was one of the few warriors in the clan equipped to travel far distances. You nudge him towards the door, but he stands firm, resisting your pushes.

“My love.” He rests his hands over yours, giving them a gentle squeeze.

“Ma’ Lo’ak.” you say, eyes of innocence peering up into his.

“I can smell you.” he growls, briefly holding his breath to savour your faint scent.

His four words send shivers down your spine, hot breath prickling your skin. You could already feel your body’s arousal as the blood rushes to your cheeks, staining them a tinge of pink. You nibble on your bottom lip, chest tightening from the lustful eyes that bore into yours.

“Then you better hurry up and come back, alright?” you kiss him quickly and nudge him with shaky hands once more.

“So eager to get rid of me, huh? What? Have another na’vi coming to see you once I’m gone?” he chuckles, slowly retreating to the makeshift door.

“You know I don’t like when you make those jokes, Lo’ak.” you chide, offended that he thinks you’d do such a thing.

“Yeah, yeah. And what if I didn’t have anything against it?” he mumbles as you shove his shoulder, spinning him around to face the door. “Just as long as I get to remind you who’s really owns you after.”

Your tongue clicks in frustration. “Go, before the hunting party leaves you. Again.” you huff, giving him a final shove out the door.

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Rousing from your deep slumber, you find that the dryness in your eyes makes it difficult to open them. You groan, not feeling nearly as rested as you should after such a long nap. The grogginess is so overwhelming that your eyelids feel like two bags of sand, weighing heavily on your face. Lethargy so potent it slumps you into a torpor trance, ebbing away whatever consciousness you have remaining.

Just like that, you fall into yet another cycle of sleep.

A few more hours pass, the eclipse now in full bloom. A familiar dopiness washes over you, lips cracked and dry from hours and hours of no hydration. You attempt to swallow, only for you to struggle to gather any spit to wad together. That’s when another familiar sensation quickly sets in. One where your body heats up from the inside out, starting at the core of your being, radiating to your extremities. Accompanied by intense dizziness, you could barely piece together a coherent thought. Screams echo in your head, demanding for ‘water, water, water’. You try to shuffle to your feet, only for them to give out, causing you to tumble back onto the mat beneath you.

Sitting in an utter state of bewilderment, you force open your unfocused eyes, trying your best to scan your tent with blurred vision. “Lo’ak?” you croak out a dry throat, only to remember that he’s not here. “Ah. Right...” you think aloud, using the back of your hand to feel your forehead. “’s so hot.” you mumble to yourself, giving your forehead a quick swipe, beads of sweat now dripping down your forearm.

Do I have a fever? I don’t feel good.

A heaviness takes over your body, limbs growing weightier by the second. Soon you’re lying on your back, trying your best to wriggle out of whatever flimsy cloth you have plastered onto your skin. The knot on your loincloth is so tight, your fingers fumble around trying to untie it. Frustration brews deep in your chest, overflowing with nowhere else to go but up and out your throat in a loud grunt.

With sweat dripping in your eyes, you practically go blind – double vision now setting in. “Fuck.” you cry out, giving up on trying to untie the knot and just going for the easier route – pulling it down your legs. You hook your fingers under the band of your garments, pulling and tugging it to the best of your abilities. But your attempts prove to be futile, thanks to the heaviness of your body, you’re only able to get it about halfway down.

At this rate you’re panting and squirming around trying to get these soaked things off your hot body. You huff loudly, frustration only growing stronger by the second. Quickly moving up to your top, you slip it down your chest, exposing your breasts. A cool, refreshing breeze wafts through the flap of your tent, hardening your nipples into peaks. Eywa, did that feel good.

Your entire body prickles in fervour, heating up to a dangerous degree. You could no longer deny the way you feel – your arousal. The slick seeping from your folds is evidence of it. It coats your thighs the more you rub them together, making a mess on not only yourself but the woven mat beneath you. With your loincloth around your knees, you find it difficult to spread your legs. All you can manage to do is shove your shaky hand between your thighs to try and bring some sort of relief to yourself.

It's like an itch. An itch so deep that you can’t scratch it, no matter how hard you try – no matter how many fingers you use. Your digits fondle with your sensitive clit, doing their upmost best to establish some sort of rhythm in their strokes. The frustration boiling in your chest doesn’t help, it only makes it more difficult to do it properly – to make yourself cum. Your breaths turn raggedy, volume increasing with each swipe of your clit.

The pressure in your chest is immense. It’s like you’re about to implode if you don’t release the tension. Drool dribbling down your cheek, you curl into a ball for better access to your slit. All three fingers eagerly part your folds, prodding at your hole. You bundle them together, shifting your pelvis forward to sink them inside you.

“Ohh!” you let loose a loud, sudden moan, finally feeling some of the pressure release. With no strength to work your fingers, you lazily hump your hand, sliding them in and out of your cunt. You can’t help but let your heavy-lidded eyes close, allowing you to focus on the sensation budding in your womb. It feels so empty – so hollow. You just need to be stuffed to the brim and filled up.

All you can think about is your mate. The two braids that hang freely in front of his face, his brawny stature, his big hands, and lengthy fingers. The things you’d do to have them inside you right now, furling right into your g-spot, satiating that annoying itch deep inside you. Just the mere thought of it quickly turns your ragged breaths into lengthy whines and whimpers as you try to imitate your mate’s touches.

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Jake dismounts his beast, stroking its tough exterior in efforts to calm him. He had just come back from a stressful meeting about the sky people and their upcoming agenda. With their return, things have become arduous; hunting parties have been targeted on a regular basis, making it difficult to hunt in familiar, well-known areas. Therefore, the stronger, more equipped warriors have been venturing farther out to hunt, typically for a few days at a time, leaving the clan under the protection of Olo’eyktan.

Making quick strides towards the tents, he overhears high-pitched noises. Ears perking up, his head turns to the source of the whimpering and whining. If anyone is in any sort of trouble, it is his duty as Olo’eyktan to help. He follows the noises, only to be led to his son’s tent. Three na’vi men surround the hut, all facing one another, seeing who will back down first. “Men.” the Olo’eyktan speaks, breaking the tension. Their heads snap towards Jake, acknowledging his presence by signing ‘I see you’. “What’s going on here?” Jake asks, hands resting on his hips.

“Someone has left their mate in heat, sir.” one of the men responds.

Jake’s heart skips a beat. If this is his son’s tent, then surely the na’vi in heat is...you.

Seeing these three men linger around you triggers his possessive instincts, or perhaps it was your pheromones wafting past his nose. Either way, he didn’t like the crowd around your tent. “Erm.” he clears his throat, “I will take it from here.” he mutters. The men hesitate to leave, all looking at one another like a new challenger has arrived. “Dismissed!” Jake shouts, startling the men.

“Yes, sir.” they say in unison, bowing their heads and retreating.

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“Y/n?” Jake’s faint voice is muffled by your lengthy mewls and squelching noises you’re working out of your cunt. “Ah, shit.” he curses, hand flying up to cover his nose. “Y/n.” he calls out once more, approaching your trembling body with caution. “You in heat, sweetheart?”

“L-lo’ak? Is that y-you?” you pant, seeing a blurry tall figure approach you – eyelids too heavy to open fully. “I-I can’t take this anymore. I can’t – I can’t do it. ‘ts too much. too much. too much.” your teeth chatter as the words dislodge from your dry throat. “P-please. I-I... hah... ah - need help. Please. Please. Please.”, you desperately hump your slick coated hand. “Ngh - need... ugh – need w-water, lo’, please.”

Jake clicks his tongue at the sight of you squirming around with your loincloth halfway down your legs, trying to bring relief to yourself. “How long have you been like this, baby girl? Where is that boy? Hm?” he coos, fetching a cup of water.

He kneels beside you, feeling your sweaty forehead with the back of his hand. “You’re burnin’ up, look at ya. That boy leaving you in heat alone.” he mutters, shaking his head in disappointment. “C’mere, drink for me.” he hoists you into his lap, your fingers still hooked inside you as you nuzzle into him.

He perches your head in the dip of his arm and brings the cup to your chapped lips, watching you eagerly lap up the water. It feels so good, so refreshing – like putting ice on a burn. “M-more Lo’ak.” you mumble, clawing at the wrist holding the cup to your mouth, trying to tip more out of it.

“It’s not Lo’ak, baby girl. It’s Jake.” Jake speaks gently, pulling his hand from your grasp to get more water for you.

Jake? The – the Olo’eyktan? Oh Eywa.

“Here.” he tilts the cup to your lips once more, watching you quench your undying thirst. “Atta girl, y’must be hungry too.” he puts down the cup, “What do you need, hm?” he coos, swiping away the stands of hair stuck to your face.

“N-need. Need.” you blubber, hips spasming uncontrollably against your hand. “I-I need, m-my mate. Need. Ne – ngh! S-sir, ‘m so – oh! s-sorry.”

“It’s alright. You’re okay. ‘m gonna call for him now.” He presses the microphone on his throat comm, paging for his son.

“Boy. You really left your mate in heat? Get your ass here. Now.” He whispers harshly, lips curling over his teeth.

“She’s – what? Shit. Yes sir. Coming now.” Lo’ak responds.

Jake huffs out a sigh, eyes drawn to your sticky hand working at your pussy. He watches you struggle a little, fingers barely halfway inside you, covered in a glossy layer of slick. He could tell that the cloth binding your legs together is only making it more difficult for you to fuck yourself. Call it pity, or just plain corruption, but he wanted to help you so, so badly.

“Just gonna help you take this off, alright?” he hums, fiddling with the taut knot on your loincloth. Once the knot becomes undone, your legs snap open, aphrodisiac scent filling the tent. He couldn’t help himself, he had to look – to look at the soft flesh between your legs. It’s obvious his body is succumbing to the influence of your heat, warming up alongside you as you plunge your fingers deeper into yourself.

Meanwhile, you can’t help but whine and whimper, squirming around in his lap as you try to find a better position to hump at your hand. The frustration in your chest has budded into something else completely, something that’s making you feel feverish in your head. All you could think about was your desire, no– your need to be stuffed. You just needed to scratch that maddening itch, to put out that menacing flame.

Your fingers feel so raw and rubbed out, yet so numb at the same time. But you simply couldn’t bring yourself to take them out of you, to allow for the empty sensation to creep back in. Blood now simmering under your skin, you needed him to help you. Your free hand reaches out for his wrist, using it as leverage to place his hand onto your clammy chest. It snaps his gaze up to yours, searching your delirious, watery eyes.

“Hey, hey. No need to cry, alright? Try use your words, sweetheart. Tell me what ya need and I’ll get it for you.” he coos, face screwed with concern.

“Need – need help. Need help.” you repeat franticly, tugging his stiff hand down to your stomach. “’s not enough!” you blurt out, frustrated that he’s resisting your tugs.

“y’not yourself, y/n.” he even struggles to say the words, brows gathering to wrinkle his forehead. “’m not your mate, sweetheart.”

“Please.” you let out a pained whine, ignoring his warning as you tug even harder at his hand. “It – it hurts, sir.”

He grimaces at your vulnerable, carnal state. Blood rushes to his face, flushing his cheeks the more your pheromones smother him. He tries to hold his breath – his poor attempt to maintain his composure, but your scent is too potent now that you’re in the thick of your heat. Unable to deny his own arousal, evident in the tautness of his loincloth, he finds himself giving in, taking long, deep breathes to savour your sweet, sweet scent.

“God. You smell so fuckin’ good.” Succumbing to the influence of your heat, he yields to your little tugs, allowing his hand to slowly slide down to your stomach.

“Sir. Sir, please. I-I can’t take it... anymore” you hiccup, fingernails digging into his skin. “I-I need... ngh... haah.” you struggle with your words, allowing for your tugs to speak on your behalf.

“Say it.” he growls, slipping his hand down your sticky pelvis, grasping your slender wrist. “Say it so I can help you, baby girl.” the eager words slip out just as his eyes meet yours, insisting you give your spoken consent first.

“I-I need them inside, sir... right here, please” you pant, spreading your trembling legs for him.

“Right here?” he utters innocently, gently pulling your fingers out of your cunt, exposing your slit.

“Yes! Yes sir! H-hurry, please. ‘m so, so empty. It – it hurts.” you whine loudly, hips bucking on their own.

“Shh. Shh. ‘m gonna help you now.” he hushes you, sliding his palm over your pussy. “But we keep this our little secret, yeah?”

“Y-yes sir!” you sob, rolling your hips against his hand, coating it with a thick layer of your slick.

“Call me Jake.” he breathes, sliding two fingers inside of you. “Shit. So tight. So wet. Jesus, you’re soaked. You’re really in heat, aren’t you?” he fingers you roughly, furling and unfurling his digits into your sweet spot, expertly working out sloppy, squelching noises from your cunt.

“Oh fuck – Jake!” a loud, needy moan splits your lips. Fuck, did it feel so good. You’ve been unintentionally edging yourself this entire time, unable to reach this part of yourself with your own fingers. Not to mention the fact that Jake’s fingers are much, much thicker, and lengthier than yours. You couldn’t hold back the lewd noises evading your mouth.

“Yeah, right there? Look at you, making a mess on my fingers.” he chuckles, forearm becoming veiny from how roughly he’s fingering you. Your hips rolled against his hand, rubbing your clit against his callused palm as you chased your fast approaching climax. You yearned for it so badly that you allowed your body to take over for you, fucking his fingers as if it were his Lo’ak’s cock.

Oh, Lo’ak.

“i-is Lo’ak coming?” you barely get out, feeling your walls flutter around his fingers.

“Yeah, he’s coming, but I think you are too.” Jake smirks, feeling your heat spasm around his digits. “Go on, cum f’me.” Just like that, your sweet nectar coats his fingers, body convulsing uncontrollably in his lap as you release silent screams into the air. “Juust like that, good girl.” he hums, quickly pulling his fingers out of you to have his taste of you. “Jesus, you taste just how you smell.”

All you can feel is the ache of your womb, craving to be filled to the brim – the throb of your clit, begging to be stroked. Thick of your heat clouding your head, the emptiness creeps back in tenfold. Still having no control over your own body, you find yourself mounting Jake. Everything feels like a blur, hazy vision and dizziness take over, and before you know it you’ve knocked him onto his back.

“’m s-sorry” you hiccup, hips situating themselves on his stomach.

“Don’t be sorry. Do whatever you need, baby girl.” he reassures you, watching as your hands settle on his chest, supporting your heavy body as you grind into him.

At every rock, you coat his abs with your slick, and soon you were gliding back and forth on his stomach with ease. Each bump from his abs was hitting your clit just right, making you press yourself further onto him, pulsing clit desperate for the friction. “Want some help, sweetheart?” he asks, voice feigned with innocence.

You nod in a frantic manner, brows pinched as you hold your breath. He slides his hand up to grip your thigh, thumb lightly drawing tight circles into your clit. The little shocks shooting through your clit wind you, leaving you breathless. Your eyes slam shut, as you focus on the feeling budding in your womb once more and fuck, you just couldn’t stop the buck of your hips. Tiny, sweet mewls evade your lips as you grind into him once more. “Breathe f’me, y/n.”

Hearing the Olo’eyktan say your name in that way brings you back momentarily, eyes snapping open as a breath of air fills your lungs. “There you go. Don’t want you passin’ out on me.” he chuckles breathily, pressing his thumb into your clit a little harder. Jake’s eyes widen as he watches you leak all over him, slick dripping down the sides of his stomach. “Fuck. Gonna have to rehydrate you if you keep making a mess on me like that, sweet girl.”

“’m sorry, s-sir, mmn Jake.” you moan breathlessly, so, so close to cumming all over his stomach.

Jake hears a buzz of static in his right ear. “Dad? How is she? I’ll be there when the sun comes out.” Lo’ak chimes in through Jake’s earpiece.

“Need you to be quiet f’me, alright sweetheart?” he coos, edging you by slowing the pace of his strokes, only making you rock into him harder.

“She’s doing so well.” he praises you, voice bouncing with every thrust of your hips.

“Okay, dad. T-tell her I love her and that I’m sorry.” Lo’ak’s voice cracks.

“Alright, son. I will.” Jake utters under the trance of your heat, removing his hand from the microphone to place it on your other hip.

“Look at you, squirming around tryna make yourself cum. Want my help?” he asks, already manhandling your hips to yank you up to sit on his face. You look down through blurry vision as he situates his face between your thighs. His warm tongue feels so good that you can’t help but wiggle your hips down onto him, grinding into him. He takes every hump with fervour, lapping up whatever sweet nectar leaks into his mouth.

“S-top.” your breath hitches, word slipping out broken and hoarse. “m’gonna cum in your mm-mouth.” Jake squeezes your hips tighter and shoves your cunt further into his face, silently encouraging you to just do it already.

So, you do.

“Jake.” a little whimper parts your lips, “J-jake. ‘s c-coming.” your breath hitches, “Jake!” you cry out, feeling your walls clench around nothingness as the coil in your abdomen suddenly snaps in two. A pleased hum vibrates low in his chest as he follows each thrust of your hips, letting you ride out your orgasm on his face. Slumping over, you hold on to his hair, thighs closing around his face.

He couldn’t take it anymore. His cock throbbed so painfully in his loincloth he really felt like he was about to cum just from hearing you cry his name. The taut material was slick from his own arousal as precum oozed from his tip. He begins to thrust into the air, each squeeze of his hips rubbed his cock just right against his loincloth. He grunts into your cunt, hands sliding their way up your hips to your waist, using it as leverage to pull you off his face with a -pwah-. He gasps for air as he lies you flat on your back, positioning his covered crotch right at the swell of your ass.

All this rubbing just wasn’t enough, you needed something inside you – something to stuff you until you feel queasily full. But all you can think about is your Lo’ak. How you want his cock. How you wish the hardened bulge pressing firmly against your pussy lips was his, and not his fathers. But, oh fuck did his fathers cock feel so good, nestling itself between your plump folds. You just wanted him to fuck into you, right now. Your body wanted it more – it was evident in the way that your hips spasmed against him, trying their best to burrow this clothed bulge inside you.

“Whatcha doing, sweetheart? Tryna fuck me through my loincloth?” he chuckles, pushing back your legs until your knees brush against your flushed cheeks – exposing your glistening, soft pussy. “God. So fuckin’ pretty.” he swipes all four fingertips from your hole up to your clit, rubbing the bundle of nerves just right. “Hah. ‘m kinda jealous.” he admits, your heat heightening his territorial instincts.

Oddly, your body only seems to be growing hotter. It feels as if your skin is sizzling under his cool, sensual touches, making the tears stream down your face at a faster rate, “’s not enough... not enough... really – ugh! pleasee” you beg through a whine, not even knowing what for.

Jake knows. He knows exactly what you want – what you need. But he needs you to say the words first – to give him your permission to sink his cock inside you. And until you said those words, he’d continue to restrain himself from doing anything you didn’t outwardly beg for. He wraps your legs around his hips before wiping away your tears with his thumbs.

“Oh, sweetheart. No need for those. Tell daddy what you need. C’mon, use your words.” he huffs, his own hips moving on their own accord – grinding into the softness of your pussy.

“Need you.” you pant, tugging at the band of his loincloth.

“Need me where, baby girl?”

“Inside! Need y-you inside me!” you blurt out, frustration so thick in your chest.

He didn’t even have the willpower to respond to you, as he finds himself franticly slipping down his loincloth just enough for his painfully hard cock to spring out, his tip swiping between your pussy lips before slapping against his belly. Holding the base of his length, he lines himself up with your entrance.

“Our little secret, right?”

“Yes” you pant, pelvis shifting to desperately sink down onto his length.

“Oh, fuck. So fuckin’ tight.” he groans lowly, head slumping forward the second his tip kisses your cervix. The more your walls clench around him, the more his restraint dissipates. His hips begin to move on their own, sticky pelvises languidly smacking into one another. Eyes glancing up to yours, he notices the sheer desperation in your eyes and quickly picks up the pace – fucking into you like an animal.

Your filthy moans catch in your throat, mouth agape as your brows gather. He’s so big, bigger than Lo’ak, touching parts of you that have never been touched before. It’s what you’ve been wanting, no – needing, to be stuffed like this, filled to the brim that you could feel it in your stomach. He angles his hips, jamming his swollen tip right into your swelling g-spot. It heavenly – so blissful that you could already feel that coil in your abdomen twist so tightly it’ll snap in two once more.

He can feel it too, the tightening of his core – the swift approach of his own climax. He ruts into you faster, focus shifting from your pleasure to his. He’s so overcome by the influence of your heat that the only thing echoing in his mind is to breed you. He just wants to flood your insides with his hot seed so badly, to mark you as his. It’s silly really, he had Neytiri in his tent waiting for his arrival, yet here he was thinking about knocking up his son’s mate.

“Want me to cum inside you? Get you pregnant, my little secret?” he pants heavily, thrusts becoming shorter yet deeper, and soon he’s grinding into your cunt, rubbing his pelvic bone against your clit.

“N-no, no. Don’t.” you mumble, yet your hips push back into his thrusts, trying to drill his cock into your womb so he could empty himself inside you.

“But your body is tellin’ me otherwise, baby girl.” he chuckles breathily, feeling your walls heat up around his cock. “You better cum before I do.” he huffs, giving your clit a single swipe – sending you over the edge. You gush all over his stomach, walls pulsating feverishly around his cock, doing their best to milk his seed into your womb as your body shudders underneath him.

You shake your head from side to side, haziness of your heat finally lifting from feeling so full. “Don’t c-cum in me, sir. Please” you hiccup, consciousness slipping away as he grinds into you.

“Jesus, fuck. You’re squeezin’ me just right. Gonna breed this little fucking pussy of yours. Make you mine.” he gives you a deep thrust, before barely pulling out of you in time to spill his warm seed all over your stomach. He rides out the last lap of his high in his hand as guttural, lengthy groans evade his lips. His head snaps up to see the sun’s rays shine through the cracks of the tent – Lo’ak would be here any minute.

He quickly fixes his loincloth before tying yours back around you. Going for a bucket of clean water and a cloth, he starts cleaning off your stomach. He tries to keep a straight face, pretending to cool you off with the cloth as he hears rustling behind him – the flap of the tent opening. He tries not the budge when he hears his son’s voice pierce the air.

“Thank you... for taking care of her, dad.” Lo’ak’s hushes his voice, realizing that you’re sleeping.

“It was no problem at all, she was a good girl. Handled it very well.” Jake mutters, plopping the cloth back into the water as he stands up. “I’ll leave ya to it, son.” he pats Lo’ak’s shoulder as he walks past him.

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neteyamsoare · 8 months

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Good Girl.

༉‧₊˚. Featuring. Dilf!Jake Sully x Fem! Metkayina! Reader.

༉‧₊˚. Anonymous Request. Dilf!jake w virgin reader that idea has my toes curling.

༉‧₊˚. Summary. Jake makes your first time memorable.

༉‧₊˚. General Tags. 18+ (explicit content & language).

༉‧₊˚. Content Warnings. Softdom!Jake, Sub!reader, virgin!reader, oral (m & f receiving), fingering (f receiving), p in v, breeding kink, a little praise kink, spanking [only twice], and aftercare.

༉‧₊˚. Word Count. 1.0k.

༉‧₊˚. Index. Tewng — [loincloth].

༉‧₊˚. Notes. Nonnie, I hope you are still here with me, I was so glad to see you request this so I really hope I did justice on it. I really like how I did this one, thought it would be better to do headcanons. Let me know what y'all think!!

༉‧₊˚. Extra. Comments, likes, and reblogs are highly appreciated but not pressured. 🤍

༉‧₊˚. Starred Links. Navigation + Masterlist + Prompts + Taglist

⌕ Jake would be so soft with you knowing that it's your first time. He would stretch you out with his fingers first to get you all wet and ready. He would stick one finger in first before sliding in another. He would press down on your lower abdomen as two of his fingers are curled upwards inside your glistening cunt so he can hit your g spot and his thumb would rub circles on your clit. “Spread your legs wider f’me, let me get a good look at you as you take my fingers.”

⌕ Sweet moans filled Jake’s ears and he smirked. “Already have you fucked out and it’s just my fingers,” he teased as he looks up from his position to look at your eyes rolled back and continued his torture on you. You have masturbated by yourself before but it never felt like this, this was different. Jake replaces his thumb with his mouth on your clit, sucking on it, getting a taste of your sweet juices as he picks up the pace with his fingers.

⌕ You feel a knot grow in your stomach and your gummy walls grip his fingers as your breathing becomes uneven but Jake doesn’t give up his relentless pace, he wants to taste all of you. “Come all over my fingers, baby,” you feel the coil snap as you start to convulse as you release your high.

⌕ Jake smirks as he pulls his fingers out and puts them in his mouth tasting how sweet you are before reaching down to capture your lips with his, letting you taste yourself on his tongue. He pulls away so he can release his aching cock out of his tewng. He loosens the knot and takes it off, discarding it to the side and you watch his cock spring up, slapping his stomach as precum leaks from the tip. Jake admires your look as he takes his finger and wipes off the precum bringing his finger to your lips. “Open,” he demanded, and you suck the precum off and a smirk appears on his face.

⌕ “Get on all fours and arch your back f’me,” he demanded as he stroke his cock, he watches you obey his order, his cock throbbing as he thinks of how it would feel to be inside of you, how good it would be with your gummy walls gripping his cock.

⌕ He lines his cock up with your entrance, he spits onto his shaft and slowly slides in, hissing at how tight you were and you let out a moan. “Jake, it’s too big, it won’t fit,” you yelp out. “It’ll fit, I know it will,” he coos as he rubs on your clit to gain more slickness to make it easier to slide the rest of his cock in.

⌕ “There we go, see I told you it’d fit,” he smirked looking down at you. As soon as he flushes against your ass, he rubs your cheek a bit, gripping it hard before landing a hard slap to it, earning a whine from you as your hand flew back to cover the burning sensation. Jake makes a tsk sound and he grabs your hand and holds it on your lower back, using it as leverage as he starts to slowly slide in and out of your throbbing cunt earning sweet moans to come out of you.

⌕ Jake would let you adjust to his size first and as soon as you give him permission to, he starts to pound into you, going deeper than he was before, pounding you into the sleeping mat, letting your moans be hushed trying not to be loud which earns another slap to your ass as Jake pulls your head up by your hair.

⌕ “Nuh uh, let daddy hear you,” he demanded as he continues his relentless torture on your cunt as he feels your gummy walls gripping him tight and your core getting wetter. “Jake… I’’m gonna..” you stammered out as your eyes rolled to the back of your head. “I know doll, come f’me. Make a mess on me.”

⌕ As he said those words you felt the coil in your stomach snap as you painted his stomach and legs with your release, although you came, it didn’t mean Jake was finished with you, he still needed to pump his seed into you.

⌕ His pace never gave up as he ran for his high, your overstimulated mewls filled his ears which only fueled it more as he picks up the pace, he rubbed your ass cheeks gripping it tight as he watched his cock disappear and reappear from your greedy cunt.

⌕ His cock twitches as he releases his seed deep inside, not coming out until every last drop of his semen was inside of you. He gives you one last pump before pulling his cock out. He admires how fucked out you looked, you were only his from now on, not wanting any other boy to ever lay a hand on you. He walks around to your face and uses one of his hands to grip your chin up to where his dick was. “Clean me up, doll then you can rest.”

⌕ You do as you’re told as you licked up the remaining drops of his cum, taking the tip in as he removes your hair out of your face as he guides your mouth down his shaft, you swirl your tongue around it, and he lets out a few groans and grunts as he looks down and couldn’t help but think of how pretty you looked.

⌕ You release his cock from your mouth with a pop, licking the tip one more time while he smirks. “You have been a very good girl, took me s’well, he softly spoke as he picked you up.”Let’s get cleaned up and later, we could go for a ride, what do you think?” He queried as he saw you snuggle more against his chest. “Yes, I’d love that.” You smiled wondering how you got so lucky to land such an amazing man like him.

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strongheartneteyam · 11 months

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Blowing Daddy

Pairing: dilf!Jake Sully x female!younger!reader

CW: oral sex (male receiving), terms of endearment such as "Daddy" and "babygirl", cum fetish

Not proofread. I never have time for it, anyway lol sorry for any funny mistakes

"Fuck, babygirl, I love it when you suck my cock like this... you love doing it, don't you?" Jake cooed, looking down at you while you took his cock inside your mouth and sucked it eagerly, intoxicated with the way he tasted. He tasted so fucking good, his precum so salty and delicious on your tongue

"I love it so much, Daddy. I love the way you taste" you mewled and then sucked on his big, hardened cock, dripping all and only for you

Jake groaned watching you taking his girthy member in your mouth, his length making your gag reflex act out, much to your discontent. You wouldn't let anything keep you from pleasuring your mate.

You drove Jake crazy, putting on such an innocent face while you sucked him, hoping that he would just cum already because you missed the way his cum tasted so damn much. It had been a while since the last time he came inside your mouth.

"Aaahghh, gonna cum, doll. I'm gonna cum on your pretty little mouth. Fuck..." Jake breathed heavily, pleasure turning him into an irrational creature, all his thoughts screamed your name and how fucking good you made him feel.

"Please, Daddy, cum on my mouth, please" You whimpered "I miss my Daddy's cum so much"

"Then be a good girl and beg for it" Jake smirked in a devilish way while he started to jerk himself off, looking shamelessly at your face

"Please, Daddy, please..." You pouted at him, using all the power you knew you had over him when you faked being all pure and dumb, only to make him do what you wanted

Jake couldn't take it anymore."Come here", he spoke and you swiftly obeyed, putting your tongue out right next to his swollen, dark blue tip as he kept jerking his cock while his thick, warm, white seed sprinkled all over your tastebuds

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aurora-starwars · 1 year

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hi, could i get jake sully x fem reader where reader gets hurt badly, like loses a leg, if your not comfortable with that then np<3 tysm

I Cannot Lose You

Pairing: Jake Sully x fem!reader

Summary: Reader gets injured on a hunt, jake is not ready to let go

Word Count: 1465

Warnings: slight strong language,

A/n: I hope this lived up to your expectations! Also thank you for requesting! Here is the fic! <3333

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This was not the situation that [Name] thought she would be in when she agreed to teach Jake Sully to hunt.

Ever since Jake Sully had fumbled into [Name]’s clans territory, he had been a pain in her ass. From the moment she saved him from being eaten by viperwolves, to the hunt they were currently on, Jake had been nothing but a Skxawng. Though throughout [Name]’s intense training and Jake proving to be learning very fast, he still stayed true to his promise of being an empty cup.

Which has led them to the situation they were today. Neytiri had told [Name] of the hunt and how it would be a great test of Jake’s training, as to hunt as one of the people was a great honour and showed great skill.

Now unfortunately for [Name], Jake Sully’s skills in hunting were not the problem. As anyone could guess, it was his idiocy.

As [Name] heard the familiar sounds of a Hammerhead herd, she quickly tapped Jake shoulder pointing to the herd she could now see in the distance between the trees.

“There. That is what we will hunt.”

“Hammerheads? But they are so big and there are so many!” Jake practically whined, a determind look quickly taking over his face.

“It is not easy, but I will show you how to kill.” [Name] stated, firm look in her eye as she watched the look on Jake’s face.

Rolling her eyes, she jumped how from off of the tree branch to a branch below. Jake following not far behind, albeit much less graceful.

Approaching slowly towards the herd, [Name] hid behind a tree, watching as Jake went to do the same.

She let out a slow breath before starting, “Be very calm, stay very still. We do not want to disturb the herd, we only want the one that is farthest from the herd. That one we will hunt.”

Jake looked around the tree quickly to see which of the Hammerhead’s [Name] was talking about. [Name] flicked him in the head before letting out a quiet hiss.

“I said quiet.” [Name] whisper-yelled. “Now follow my lead.”

[Name] began to slowly walk across a branch directly over the hammerhead they would hunt. She lined up her arrow, Jake following suit, taking a deep breath they pulled back the string creating tension as they carefully aimed at the target.

“Be careful not to alert the herd.” [Name] hissed quietly. Jake only took a deep breath in acknowledgement.

“Aim for the eyes.” She whispered, hardly any sound coming out of her mouth as she focused on the hammerhead.

Jake carefully aimed at the eye closest to him.

“When say ‘now’, we shoot. Okay?”

“Okay.”

“Now!” [Name] commanded.

Jake and [Name] fired their arrows at the same time, hitting both the eyes individually. The Hammerhead cried in pain, throwing it’s head back the hammer shaped head hit the branch the two were stood on. While [Name] had a firm stance thus staying in place, Jake did not, resulting in is fall. As Jake fell out of the tree and on to the ground beside the dying Hammerhead, [Name] yelled in fear and frustration. She quickly jumped down beside Jake where he was getting up slowly. His fall wasn’t very far, but it sure did make a noise.

A Jake got to his feet, he found exactly why [Name] standing in front of him protectively. In front of them was the entire her growling and gearing up to charge. She hissed at them and Jake could only stare at the herd seemingly about to charge.

“They won’t charge if you show no fear, they fear you. But I do not want them to fear us, we must get out of their way. Jake slowly walk behind the hunted Hammerhead.” [Name] explained as calm and clearly as she could, careful to not trigger the Hammerhead herd.

As Jake took steps back, he stepped on a stick, breaking it. That sound seemed to have echoed around them. The Hammerhead herd was quick to respond, running at full speed toward the two.

“Run! Run!” Jake yelled.

“No! Do not move!” [Name] commanded.

Jake stood still, remembering his past experience with this animal. After a moment the herd seemed to have lost interest, looking away from the two and continue eating the vegetation.

Jake let out a breath of relief and began to walk towards [Name].

“Damn, that almost was the end of us.” He tried to joke but [Name] wasn’t having it.

“You are like a baby! You are fumbling and bumbling around, are you out of you mind!” [Name] sighed, he was going to be the death of her.

[Name] climbed on the hammerhead, pulling out her spear from behind her.

“Oh come on. We are not dead though! And look! We got the game!” Jake tried, trying to ease the tension.

[Name] quickly stabbed through one of the pierced eyes, muttering a goodbye and a short prayer to Eywa.

“Come on, we have let the clan know so that we can make full use of this Hammerhead.”

It was just as they jumped down from the hammerhead when all of the hammerhead herd came running at them.

“Now we run!” [Name] yelled, starting to run away.

“What why now!?” Jake yelled in fear and confusion, following quickly behind [Name].

“They are not charging at us, they are running away!” [Name] yelled desperately.

“Shit” Jake swore.

The herd was encroching fast, the two could not out run the massive Hammerhead herd.

“Run to the side!”

“Where?!” Jake yelled back.

“Up that tree to the left!”

Jake looked to the left finding a large tree only a few feet away. Jake made a beeline, jumping on a low branch and climbing higher. He looked down to see if [Name] was close behind only to have find her at the bottom of the tree, leg bleeding violently.

“Fuck, [Name].” Jake swore again, jumping down to pick her up. He put his arms around her back and under her legs and jumped on the tree, trying his best to climb with someone in his arms. When he go high enough to be out of the way of the hoard, he took a closer look at the Na’vi in front of him.

A dumb look came over his face as he stared at her face.

She still looks beautiful even when she’s in pain.

A groan from [Name], brought him out of his head. He sat down on the tree and moved her so her back was resting on his knee. He observed the wound in front of him, it was bad, very bad. Ripping some vines from the tree, he tied the skin above the wound tight in hopes to slow down the blood flow.

Calling his Ikran, he held her close hoping that she wouldn’t bleed out on the way back. He looked down at her, and frowned.

“Please don’t leave me, I’m not ready.”

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When [Name] awoke, it was well after eclipse, the night life around her glowing. She found when she tried to move, a bolt of pain rippled up her leg. Her sudden groaning in pain seemed to wake up the avatar beside her for a moment before he fell back asleep.

[Name] rolled her eyes, of course he was sleeping.

The healer walked in moments later, seemingly having heard her pain.

“He has been here the whole time.” The healer began, cleaning up some of the wound before continuing.

“He wouldn’t leave your side even if we tried, and we tried.” She sighed. “He is a stubborn one.”

“That he is.” [Name] agreed softly, smiling at the sleeping body next to her. She lifted a hand to move the hair out of his face.

“You’ve got a good one there.” The healer added before walking away, [Name] swore she could she a faint smile on her face.

Just then Jake started to stir again, lifting his head and blinking his eyes getting used to the light.

Just as he saw [Name] was awake, he jumped up and gave her a quick run down.

“Fuck! You’re okay!” Jake beamed, throwing his arms around [Name], holding her close.

“I thought you were going to die.” Jake muttered softly, tightening the hug.

The hug was tight but it was also soft, a gentle touch like Jake was trying not to break her.

“I thought I lost you…” Jake whispered and [Name] would have missed it if she wasn’t so close.

After a moment, [Name] arms slowly came up to Jake’s back, holding him in place.

It wasn’t long before [Name] was holding him just as tight. A soft smile on her face.

Jake might be a Skxawng, but he was her Skxawng.

A/n: Thank you so much for reading! <3333

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stargirlrchive · 6 months

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── KINKTOBER DAY SEVEN

face sitting w/ jake sully ─ reader

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you frowned as jake gently tugged on your thighs, pushing you up towards his mouth, while also spreading your thighs apart. “so you want me to sit on your face?”

jake hummed underneath you, biting down onto his lip as he refrained from laughing, “yes, yawne. want to make you feel good.”

your head tilted to the side as you looked down at him, “how will you breathe?”

“don’t you worry your pretty little head about that, just relax, yeah? if you don’t like it we’ll stop.”

being with jake had brought forward so many new forms of intimacy, some stranger than others but you trusted him. and if he said it would feel good, then you believed him. “just feels a little silly, i’m scared to crush you.”

jake glared up at you playfully, “you won’t crush me. i’m strong.”

you laughed softly, “right. big and strong.”

“the strongest and biggest.”

you giggled softly, “so humble.”

“shh.”

he gently massaged your thighs, looking up at you once again before gently lowering you onto his mouth. your thighs caging in his head as his lips wrapped around your clit, giving it a few soft sucks.

your breath hitched, brows furrowing together as you watched him. jake’s eyes had closed, whining under you as he lapped at the small bud. digging his tongue through your folds sucking more fervently.

your hands clenched at your sides, not knowing what to do with them as jake continued to lap at your cunt.

he paused for a few seconds and you whined out in protest. he laughed quietly, “lean forward, baby. hands on the floor.”

you did as he said, lowering yourself back onto his mouth, urging him on. he tongued at your clit before he sucked and your hips bucked forward.

soft, desperate mewls leaving your mouth as you began to drag your pussy against his mouth. jake grunted softly, gripping at your thighs to press you harder against his mouth.

his tongue eased its way into you, thrusting harshly as you fucked yourself against his tongue. “feels good-so good-”

he mumbled something against your folds and it caused a shiver to run down your spine. your thighs trembling around his face as he continued to devour you.

your eyes had shut tightly as your hips continue to undulate against his mouth. his nose knocking against your clit with each drag of your hips.

panting and desperate as he licked and sucked, but when his mouth moved forward, lips wrapping around your swollen cunt, that was when you broke apart.

you back tensed as your hips bucked forward clumsily, thighs aching and quivering as you cried out his name. jake rumbled beneath you in deep satisfaction. lazily swirling his tongue between your folds as you tried to catch your breath.

when you finally pulled away, his mouth and chin were messy with your release, you leaned forward, kissing him lazily. “you liked that, hm?”

you nipped at his bottom lip and that was answer enough, “gonna have to do that more often then.”

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certifiedlovergirlsstuff · 1 year

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oh baby, oh

pairing: jake sully x human!reader

WC: 1.1K

warnings: talks of abortion, cursing. should be it.

summary: you got knocked up, but do you want to keep it?

A/N: a anon sent a request and something just came out of me cause i wrote this in one day. i have a pregnancy fic with jake and na’vi!reader in my drafts. i wanted to do one where they decided now isnt the right time for kids cause, its not always the right time. abortion is completely fine.

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“what the hell are you saying, max?”

“…you’re pregnant?” he said it as more of a question than the statement he made just a minute ago.

your hands gripped, besides your thighs, the bench you were sitting on. your body hunched and head hung. you let your knees bounce up and down in quick segments before stopping and then starting again.

a sigh came from your nose and you looked back to max, “are you one hundred percent sure? have you done a second check? is- is the- the equipment perfect?” your throat felt strained.

max eyed his dated pad, nodded his head, and even showed you the information. your eyes darted over all the charts and words, everything was correct.

“god damn it,” you mumbled as you closed your eyes and looked to the ceiling. you could feel the tears bubbling to the surface.

“why don’t you take some time to think about this and then-“ “is abortion an option?” you cut max off. his mouth opened and closed. “max, is abortion an option?” you double down on other options than just going through with the pregnancy.

“i- i believe with- with our equipment… it might be an option. but i’m not sure. why don’t you talk with jake-“

“jake doesn’t get a say in the matter, it’s my body.” your anger was getting the best of you.

max held his hands out like you were a scared ikran, “i know. it’s ultimately your choice… but jake is the father. do you mind if i ask? when was your last period?”

you groaned, “max, i can’t keep track. it’s irregular. sometimes i get it for a few days or sometimes it lasts a month. when i didn't get it, i didn’t think anything of it until i got extremely lightheaded and wanted to throw up at the smell of jessie’s cologne.”

he hummed. and you sighed.

“max… i’m not ready to be a mom, i’m only twenty-two.” “well because of cryogenics, technically you would be twenty-eight.” max, always the scientist.

you couldn’t help but roll your eyes, “doesn’t make it better. i- i don’t even know if i want to be a mom.” the first tear fell, followed by more.

you felt max pull you into a hug and you instantly reciprocated with a tight hold. he rubbed soothing circles along your spine and kept telling you everything was going to be alright.

there was a knocking at the door that stole both of your attention and pulled away from each other. you turned and your heart instantly started to beat quickly. jake waited by the entrance for a second before rolling further into the sterile room. his eyes looked between max, who smiled at jake, and then to you as you wiped the moisture from your face.

he rolled his chair to your legs and set a hand on your knee, “hey, hey. what’s wrong?” you didn’t answer right away so he looked to max for anything.

“i’ll leave the two of you for some privacy.” he walked out of the room, the door closing behind him.

you toyed with your hands and bit your bottom lip. the feeling of jake’s hand was the only thing to keep you grounded right now.

“hey,” his deep voice bounced off the walls, “are you okay? what’s wrong, baby?” his thumb ran back and forth over the material of your pants. the pet name cracks your heart.

a shuddering intake of air before you let your eyes travel to meet jake. his brows were furrowed with worry and his eyes looked scared to hear the answer. his grown-out hair spiked in different directions and it made you tick a smile as you ran a hand through the brown locks.

“baby…” he took your free hand and placed a wet kiss on your knuckles. “please, please. let me know what is wrong and if i can fix it?” you decided to go the humorous and quick route to break the news.

“well, for one, you fucked up. and two… i’m pregnant.” you just bit the bullet and got the words off your chest.

the look on jake’s face was the embodiment of glass shattering. and now with your mind in shambles, you weren’t able to see the shift in jake’s eyes. how they were a deer in the headlights and then slowly soften and shined like stars in the night sky.

“fuck, jake. we haven’t even talked about kids in the future. and i’m still not sure if i would want any. i’m not good with children. i have a short temper and i like to be alone. plus i would need therapy so i wouldn’t cause generational trauma-“ “hey.”

jake gave a slight tug to your hands and dipped his head so his eyes would line with yours. you sniffled and pouted as you stared at your boyfriend. he flashed his ever-charming smile and it made your heart feel lighter already.

“for one, i’m sorry i got you pregnant. not my intention when we have sex,” a wet chuckle, “and two… whatever decision you make, i’ll be there for you.” he touched a hand to your cheek and thumbed away the salty tears.

“what- what do you think… do- do you want kids?” fingers clasped his wrist.

“i think,” he kissed your right hand, “that right now we are both a couple of idiots, who are just enjoying their time away from earth.” he grinned at you, “and kids? yeah… i would like to have a family with you one day, but i think we could have better timing. maybe… if we were able to get conscious transfers-“

“ah! i don’t believe that’s an option for us, only eywa can decide who is worthy.” you let your thoughts run with jake’s words, “but… you are fine? with waiting… if i want kids in the future? i mean, i could still not want kids years from now.”

“and that is okay. as long as i have you, that’s all that matters.”

you started getting teary, once again, but you welcomed the droplets. they were formed out of the love and happiness you had for and with jake. how he understood that this was a thing the both of you needed to talk about, but was still your choice in the end.

“i love you, you know that?” “i do, but it wouldn't hurt to hear it more often.”

you rolled your eyes at his playfulness and leaned your head toward jake. both hands holding his face and you let yourself get swept away by the intoxicating taste and feel. how his stubble scratched against your nails and the way his fingers made your skin burn hit with every touch.

jake pulled away and it caused you to whine a little as you chased his lips. his laugh made you lightheaded.

“needy, are we?” “hormones.”

and you pulled him back. and jake didn’t complain or pull away.

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syrupgirl · 1 year

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Hi can I request number 77 with Jake and a female reader? Thanks

reader is preggers and jake has a painfully human mentality

warnings: ya’ll kill an animal together (romantic), mentions of reader and her baby being ‘crushed to a pulp’ (does that warrant a warning?)

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A twig snaps beneath your heel and the ‘angtsìk before you turns in your direction. It stares at the thicket you were hiding behind before turning back to feast in the flora in front of it.

You release the breath you were holding as quite as possible and let your shoulder sag slightly. If the beast had heard you and run off you would have cried. You have been out here too long and you are getting tired.

It has been a while since you have been on the ground. Hunting, that is. This pregnancy - for reasons unknown to you - had taken a larger toll than your others. Jake had been a mother hen through it all. At your every beck and call and you are truly beyond grateful to have him by your side through it all. But by Eywa, this man loves to make rules and restrictions.

It had taken endless persuasion and reassurance for Jake to let you go without him and it feels nice not to have him breathing down your neck every second.

To your knowledge, he is currently entertaining your two children down by the creek. You feel like if you concentrate hard enough, you can hear their delighted squeals and Jake’s raucous roars. The thoughts sparks a fluffy feeling in your chest and moulds a giddy smile on your lips.

Your gooey, domestic train of thought is interrupted by and entirely different roar, not nearly as hilarious as your mates. Your ears pin back to your head and you crouch down to the leaf carpeted ground. Apparently, while you had been daydreaming, your prey had noticed you and picked up you had less than good intentions.

The grip you have on the spear in your hand tightens and you snarl at the ‘angtsìk. Now, you aren’t stupid; the creature towers over you and it’s giant hammer head could easily crush you to a pulp.

And the baby inside you.

Anxiety spikes in your chest. Okay, the smartest move right now would be to get as much of a head start that you could. Maybe clammer to the high branches of a tree and knock it off of your scent? The only advantage you had on this animal was the element of surprise, but now that was gone you know you won’t win this battle.

Slowly, you lower your arms in a (hopefully) placating gesture. Maybe if you admit your inferiority it will leave you alone.

The creature bellows and stomps it’s feet into the dirt below. Well fuck.

It roars again and starts to charge towards you, lowering its giant hammerhead with the intent to pulverise you where you stand.

You curse and the leaves slip out from underneath your feet as you sprint further into the bush, weaving and turning as you go.

Heavy footfalls follow you and your muscles are starting to ache. The extra weight and fatigue is starting to wear you thin and the ‘angtsìk behind you knows it. Fear starts to inch it’s way into the edges of you mind, it pulses through your body and you can feel the sweat start dripping down your creased brow.

You see an opening in front of you and you leap at it with all the strength you can spare. Your hand closes tightly around a think branch and you pull your upper body onto it. Significantly harder when your stomach is the size of a large melon. The distance between you and your prey (turned predator) grows as you climb and climb higher and higher. Your groan quietly as you get your leg up and look down onto the beasts path.

Just before it comes back into your line of sight, its thundering cries are interrupted by a familiar cry.

A flash of blue comes from the direction of the thundering footsteps. The man is brandishing a long spear as he lands on the large plane that makes up the ‘angtsìk’s head.

Up on your perch, you roll your eyes and huff indignantly. It is just like your mate to come in, metaphorical guns blazing, to your rescue. Even when you didn’t need it. Especially when you didn’t need it. You watch as Jake swiftly brandishes his weapon and uses it to pierce the eye of the ‘angtsìk. It roars and shakes its head. Your mate just laughs and holds on for dear life. Of course this is like some joke to him.

You can’t help but smile, his behaviour is awfully reminiscent of the Jake you first met those many years ago. That Jake doesn’t make an appearance as much as you would like to.

You gasp so hard it hurts your chest when the tree you stand on shakes and shudders, effectively shook out of your reverie for the second time that day. Maybe pregnancy made you space?

Quickly, you shoot a hand out to hold onto something, anything, lest you meet your end not by the horns of an ‘angtsìk, but a bad fall. Looking down, you see the body of the animal slump to its side moaning and Jake standing over it, holding his now bloody spear. You’re sure that if you could see his face, it would be lit up in a triumphant grin.

Cautiously, you make your way down the trunk., not sure of the trees stability after having such a force crash into it at that speed.

“This is what you decide to tackle after weeks off the ground?” Jake scolds. There is no real heat behind it and deep down you know that, but the frustration and fatigue was wearing you thin.

“I don’t need your protection.” You hiss, unsheathing your dagger to start sectioning the corpse into pieces you can manage. Exasperation bubbles in your mind and it must show on your face because you hear Jake crouch down beside you and wind an arm around your shoulders.

He presses his lips into the side of your head and you melt, just a little. “I know you don’t. Your plan would have worked and even when it didn’t your plan to get out of the way would have as well.” He mumbles into your hair. “I promise next time, I will leave all to you.” Your mate squeezes you tighter to him and you sigh, not finding it in yourself to stay mad at him.

You halt your furious hacking at your catch and allow yourself to lean completely into his embrace. “…I’m not really mad at you, I just wanted to do something for myself. After all those weeks doing nothing.” Jake nods along while his hand brushes back and forth along your arm.

“I know, I’m sorry.” He presses another kiss next to your ear and you can help the involuntary twitch at the ticklish contact.

“But, you gotta admit,” You can hear the smile in his words. “we make a pretty good team.”

His grin is infectious, it blooms on your face as well as you respond,

“The best.”

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cyberfreaky · 7 months

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“look at that.” he chuckled, biting back a moan as your milky slick lathered the toy. the older man massaged his clothed cock, eyes taking in every detail of your beautiful body. “jus’ couldn’t wait f’daddy to get home, huh?”

you were laid back against the soft sheets, legs spread open while pumping your pussy full with a pretty, pink dildo. you’d been waiting all day for him to come back home, but like usual - he’d gotten caught up and was taking his precious time. you couldn’t wait any longer, you needed your fill.

after he’d caught you in such a comprising position, you’d have expected him to demand you stop and give you a little scolding about pleasuring yourself. but to your surprise, he encouraged you to continue. he didn’t even blink an eye after stumbling in on you fucking yourself - if anything, it was one of the hottest things he’d even seen.

“hmm, atta girl.” he’d groan in satisfaction, standing at the foot of the bed while staring down at the erotic scene. his large hand was palming his bulge, rubbing it firmly through the fabric as you put on a little show for him.

you threw your head back against the pillow as you whimpered lewdly, bringing your free hand to your puffy clit and giving it a wet slap. you rubbed languid circles into the bud, continuing to thrust the veiny dildo inside your tight hole.

“w-want you to fuck me instead.” you whined, glancing up at him with pleading eyes.

the older man shook his head, smirking at you slyly while he kicked off his boxers. his thick cock was throbbing in his fist, callous fingers wrapped around the length. “not yet, sweetheart.” he groaned lowly as his hand glided down his dick, coating it with his sticky pre cum.

“gotta finish what ‘cha started.” he crooned, slowly jerking himself off as you continued to pump your pussy full for him.

— simon (ghost) riley ⋆ jake sully ⋆ miles quaritch.

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pandoraslxna · 1 year

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Listen to me

Miles Quaritch x female recombinant reader

Words: 3.9k

Summary: The cute newbie of his squad enjoys late night activities way too much, keeping Miles up every single night since she moved into the quarters next to his room.

Warnings: explicit smut, masturbation, mutual masturbation, p in v, doggy, accidental voyeurism, secret crush, teasing, creampie, age difference, alien biology, Z-dog being a subtle wingman lol, degradation & praise kink, just quaritch being quaritch (reader calls him Sir)

Of course they had warned him about this. The heightened senses and all that. Miles knew about the Na‘vi’s keen sense of smell, their incredible eye sight and the distinctive hearing, even before he became one of them. Well, sort of.

What he didn’t expect though, was how incredibly good his senses actually were now.

It was a blessing and a curse.

A blessing mostly because it gave him an advantage, made him better than the human soldiers, a better version of his own past self. And finally he was eye level with his sworn enemy. But as soon as he was back in bridgehead city, back at the base and in his private quarters, it was curse. Miles could handle his new body and all the changes that came with it, there was no doubt in that. But out of all things, it was his distinctive hearing that quite literally made his life hell. Well, not his whole life but specifically his nights.

To his right, there was Lyle‘s room. The Corporal had always been a heavy sleeper, snoring louder than the roar of a Thanator. It was annoying, but bearable, even with his heightened senses. To his right, however, there was your room.

Miles didn’t know you when you were a human, he had only frequently met you when you had joined his team. You were a cute thing, young and eager and maybe a little too pretty to be a recom soldier. You looked more like you belonged to the nerds working in the bio labs, always walking around with that bright smile and sunshine attitude. And you definitely got on his nerves more than he would like to admit. More so, when Ardmore made you move in to the room right next to his. Now his nights were spent mostly sleepless, forced to listen to the little night owl he had as his new neighbor. All thanks to the Na‘vi and their damn distinctive hearing.

On some nights, it felt like there weren’t any walls at all. He could hear you loud and clear, like you were standing right here in his room as you did your little bedtime routine, several hours after you were supposed to go to bed.

Quaritch could hear how you turned on the shower, the water running against the tiled wall and down the drain for a good ten minutes until he heard you step under the spray. You probably loved a good, hot shower, he noticed right away in the first night. From then on, with nothing better to do than to lay there and listen to the newbie showering, Miles often found himself imagining you under the spray of water.

He just couldn’t help it. His mind almost instantly presented him with a clear picture of your naked body, imagining you all wet and soapy, with your hands running over your curves. Fuck, he could smell your damn shampoo all the way from here. Fucking vanilla, he scoffed, as his hands found the waistband of his boxer briefs, pulling them down enough to free his now hard cock. He would make you run an extra mile around the campus tomorrow, just for that.

It’s not often that he had some alone time on this damn planet. Better use his precious time wisely if he couldn’t sleep anyway…

At least he had his private quarters, unlike most of his subordinates who either had to keep it in their pants or be stealthy about it. Or didn’t care what others might think of their nightly jerkoff session.

Miles was so hard, his cock was throbbing painfully in his palm as he begins to move his hand up and down, stroking lazily to the thought of you. Faintly, he remembers overhearing a conversation between you and Z-dog from a couple of days ago. It was after a mission, when she had asked how you always smelled so nice and what you used to keep your skin so soft. Their new bodies required more care than what they were used to when they were all still human, so you happily recommended her some oil that you frequently used. Of course you went into full detail, talking about how she had to use a generous amount and make sure to rub it into her skin and fucking great, now he was imagining you oiling yourself up like a damn snack.

Miles was gritting his teeth as he stroked over his shaft, squeezing the blue tip of his cock just right, forcing the very first droplets of pre-cum to form and spill over his knuckles. While he enjoyed fast-pace excitement every so often, it was nice to take his time and let all the pleasure course through him.

Out of all his years of living, he had never wanted to bend a woman over so bad. It was an unfamiliar feeling, something that hadn’t plagued his usually cool and composed mind in such a long time. You just looked so inviting, so good, so kissable, suckable, so fuckable. Miles wanted to bend you, eat you and fuck you in so many different ways, he wanted to make you cry. He wanted to see tears trickle down that beautiful face of yours, wanted to see those plumb lips slick with spit and his cum. And fuck, did he wanted to see that ass bounce on him. You were almost as sweet as your delicious ass looked. Quaritch wasn’t the type to stare, he barely paid you any attention at all, truth be told. But god damn, was it hard not to crane his neck to get a glimpse of that ass whenever you walked by.

On some nights, his perverted thoughts would come to an end once you mercifully decided to end your twenty minute long hot shower and went to bed. On other nights however, you didn’t went straight to bed. Well, to bed yes but… not to sleep. Those nights were the very reason Miles was cursing your name so venomently while wrapping his fist tightly around his cock.

Those nights, where you would settle down with the faint creak of your bed and where he could pinpoint the exact moment your breathing increased. He could see it clear as day in his minds eye, how you laid down and spread those pretty legs, ran your soft hands down over your stomach until they disappeared between your thighs. Oh, how he would love to bite into the soft of your inner thighs, leave his marks there, before he would taste you. Miles frequently imagined the flavor of your pussy and he could almost taste it on his tongue every time. He bets you’re so sweet– all dripping wet, smelling like that damn vanilla stuff and so fucking delicious.

The recom‘s ears twitched as they picked up the sounds of your tender fingers entering your slick cunt. God, what he would give to replace them with his cock. Miles tried to stroke his length in the same rhythm of those obscene squelching sounds coming from the room next door. But those sweet moans and heavy pants that left your lips made it very difficult for him to not fuck his fist like a madman.

There’s a tightness, a warmth that swells inside him and it gets even worse when he hears you shift around on your bed, clearly turning to your side to reach for something.

By now, he already knew the familiar sound of your nightstand drawer getting pulled open. It was a sound that would probably wake him up from the deepest slumber and instantly give him a boner. Like some sort of muscle memory or whatever. And that even though he absolutely hated when you used your toys. And you seemingly had a various amount of them. Going by the way you were moaning and whimpering on some nights, they had different sizes too. Oh you would definitely be able to take all of him, if he were ever going to stuff that needy little hole of yours.

But the worst of all was whatever toy you owned that was buzzing so fucking loud. He cursed it. Were you really that desperate that you needed a vibrator too? It was almost impossible to hear your sweet moans, thanks to that damn thing.

If you needed something to fill you up so bad, why didn’t you just ask? There were like… ten guys in his squad that would gladly bend you over the next best surface, going by the way they all looked at you and tried their absolute most to sweet talk their way into your pants. Why the fuck were you rejecting them, if you needed to get laid so bad?

Nevertheless, Miles thanked god you didn’t settle for that vibrator today. Whatever you had chosen instead though, must’ve been big enough for you to whine so loud, even a regular without distinctive hearing could’ve heard that.

Quaritch‘s imagination provides him with images of you, laying on your bed and with your legs spread wide while you thrust the toy into you. Or would you kneel? Would you hover over it and slowly sink down, forcing the silicon cock to stretch you out to the absolute most? Maybe you were the type of girl that would enjoy a little pain, maybe you would rush it because you’re so desperate. You would just sit down and take it all at once, because you love the sting that the sudden stretch brings. He imagines how you bounce on that fake cock, humping like a little bunny in heat and he groans through clenched teeth, wishing it was him instead.

Speeding up his movements, Miles hips were already bucking up to fuck into his fist, your moans and whimpers only egging him on more. Shit, he was close. It had been so long since he'd let himself have a satisfying release, but this would have to do. He would end up shooting his cum into his fist, instead of a wet little pussy that would actually satisfy his needs. Then he would clean himself and he would try to rest for at least a few more hours, until he had to get up for his squad’s morning workout. And he would look at you– if he would even look at you, no, he would most definitely ignore you just like any other day, acting like none of this has ever happened. Like he wasn’t daydreaming about fucking you stupid every second of the day.

This was how it was supposed to go. How it always went.

Just not today, though.

At first, Miles thought that his mind was playing tricks on him. That it was just his brain adding further stimulation to the imaginary scenario in his head, in favor of helping him cum. But then he heard it again.

A soft, high-pitched and keening whine of his name. His damn name.

"Miles– oh god Miles, fuck yes", you were moaning, chanting his name like a prayer. Like you were begging for him to come over and help you out.

Miles head perked at the sound, so audible even through the wall that separated your rooms. And then it was like his body moved without his brain telling him to. Pulling his boxers back up and rearranging himself, he made his way over to the room next door.

It took a whole five minutes after knocking that you finally opened. The door creaked open just a few inches, revealing your delicate frame to him. The room behind you was almost dark, the only source of light was coming from the dim hallway. Quaritch couldn’t hide the smug grin that formed on his face by the sight of you, dressed in nothing but an oversized shirt that had the RDAs logo printed on it, your tail nervously swaying behind your back. And you weren’t wearing a bra, by the looks of it. What a delightful sight for his hungry eyes.

When you realize that it’s him, your eyebrows rise in surprise and you open the door just a little wider. "C-Colonel, Sir, what— it’s the middle of the night, what are you doing here?"

Miles takes a step closer to you and your eyes widen. "Next time you need a hand, kid", he takes another step, "just ask me."

He steps closer and closer, until you’re left with no choice but to let him in. Your eyes are wide and your cheeks have turned into dark blush of purple, as you look at him. He then closes the door behind your back and with the way he’s standing, he’s basically towering over you.

"Heard you moaning my name like a little bitch in heat", he then tells you grinning and you swallow thickly, "was wondering when you’d finally ask for help."

With that, he spins you around, your hands flat against the cool metal door, before he positions himself behind you. You don’t resist when he kicks your legs apart and rides your shirt up, enough to expose your lower half to him.

"Hm, would you look at that", he hums, "No panties, huh?"

"I- I had to hurry to open the door, sir", you try to explain but the Colonel only chuckles. You feel his hands, caressing the back of your thighs and the curve of your bottom. He kneads the plump cheeks of you ass in his big hands, his head tilted enough to get a glimpse of your pussy when he spreads your cheeks. Your lips and inner thighs are covered in your arousal, glistening in the dim room and he can’t help but lick his lips at the sight.

"Ah right. And what were you doing before that?"

Miles pulls his boxer briefs down enough to free his hard length before he lines himself up, the head of his hard cock rubbing along your slit, coating himself in your slickness. He hears you gasp and your head hangs low between your arms, support yourself on the door. He gives you a minute to relish in the feeling of his cock sliding between your wet folds before he clicks his tongue, "Answer me when I’m talking to you."

You can’t help yourself. His words have your pussy clenching around nothing and you are so desperate to finally get what you’ve been wishing and praying for, you’re left with no choice but to respond to his teasing, "I‘m– I was… I was fingering myself." Your voice is barely above a whisper, but you know he’s heard you loud and clear.

"Just your fingers?", he scoffs, "Didn’t sound like it was just your fingers. Don’t lie to me, sweetheart."

His hands find purchase on your hips, pulling you closer so the tip of his cock catches on your entrance and you hold your breath. He’s thick and warm and he pushes himself in so painfully slow, you can’t help but whimper. But then he retreats, pulling the very few inches he had granted you right back out. It was torture, all that just to make you talk.

"F-Fuck okay, okay! I was using… toys", you shamefully admit.

With those words he slams his hips forward, cock forcing itself deep inside you, the blunt head hitting your cervix in a way that has your legs quaking. And if you weren’t being pushed against the door, with his big hands supporting your weight by your hips, you would already be on the floor.

"What kind of toys?", Miles asks you so nonchalantly, it’s beyond you how he can keep his voice so composed while he’s buried balls deep inside you. "Anything big, hm? Bigger than me?"

You can’t really see him from your current position, but you know he’s grinning– that shit eating grin, with the tip of his fangs showing.

You quickly shake your head, "N-No sir!"

"You know what? I believe you, cupcake. You’re still so fucking tight, there’s no way you were using anything bigger than me. I barely fit, jesus christ." Quaritch exhales a shaky breathe, his eyes fixed to where you were joined, how you hugged his length tightly and he knew just from the feeling of your wet walls sucking him in, that this couldn’t be a one time thing. You had him addicted already and while this wasn’t even done yet, he was already imagining all the positions he would bend you in next.

“Gonna fuck you now. Think you can take it?” He all but growls in your ear, the timbre of it making you clench around him and you nod, desperately wiggling your hips to get him to move. “Good fucking girl", he gruffs out the praise, hips starting to retract and snap back at a furious pace.

Quaritch fell into a steady pace, the swing of his hips becoming quick and rhythmic. The slap of skin on skin filled his ears, joined by the breathless panting and moans that escaped your lips, sounding more and more desperate with each passing second and every stroke of his cock.

The firm snap of his hips against yours made your eyes roll to the back of your head, while you were trembling on unsteady feet to keep yourself upright. The way he was fucking into you was everything but lovingly. Quaritch was using you, using you for his own pleasure and fucking hell– you loved every second of it.

Especially so, when one of his hands encircles your middle and drops low between your thighs to search for your clit. Once found, he lightly slaps the little bundle of nerves and you suck in a breathe between clenched teeth. He then proceeded to roll it between his rough thumb and index finger, drawing tight circles that have you moan and squirm underneath his touch.

"F-Fuck yes, right t-there oh my god", you cry out when he speeds up the movement of thrusts, combined with the flicks of skillful digits between your thighs. You both knew that neither of you would last long, not with the way you both unknowingly worked each other up.

Some sane part of your brain registers that there’s no way the rest of your squad, the recoms in the other rooms that were littered along the hallway, couldn’t hear what was going on. Strangely enough, that thought starts tightening the coil inside of you, making you clench around him harder.

"That’s it, cupcake, don’t hold back", Quaritch groans, "Let everyone here how good I’m making you feel, be as loud as you need to. Never had a problem with that anyways, am I right?"

He pounded into you then, the head of his cock rapidly hitting your g-spot in the process while he rubbed your clit in a matching pace. Your jaw dropped and your hand clenched into fists against the door, but oh, that wasn't all that was clenching. Your breathing turned needy and higher pitched, struggling to keep steady as he was driving you over the edge faster.

You feel a familiar tension crawl under your skin, a warmth spreading through your core and you can’t help but push yourself back against him. You wanted– no, you needed to cum.

"God, look at you fucking taking it", Miles groans, biting his bottom lip hard enough to keep himself from spilling just a few moments longer. He was already so close from his little jerk off session, it was on the verge of edging himself now. But he wanted to feel you fall apart, wanted to feel you come first. He wanted to use your orgasm, the pulsing rhythm of your thigh pussy clenching down on him to help him over the edge.

It's a buildup of tension that arches your back and curls your toes and just when you think you can't take it anymore, something snaps. "Oh fuck, I’m gonna come", is the only thing you manage to get out before your orgasm pulses throughout your body and you moan, loud and lewd. You should probably feel embarrassed for being so vocal in the middle of the night, but you couldn’t care less right now. It was too late to feel embarrassed now. Especially when the Colonel was fucking you through it so good.

"Shit, would you look at that. You look delicious enough to eat, so damn pretty when you cum around my cock."

You feel his pace change before you can even come down from your high. It’s not necessarily slower, but his thrusts become shorter, deeper and they knock you forward until you can barely hold yourself upright against that damn door.

Quaritch grunts, ears flat against his head, as he reaches his own limit with a hiss. He buries his cock deep inside your cunt, cursing as he pumps his release straight into you. It’s hot and sticky and feel every rope of his cum enter you, while the hands on your hips hold you firm, hard enough to bruise. You moan and quiver as you’re filled, his heat pouring into you, filling you to the absolute brim, before spilling over and bubbling onto the floor.

"Can’t deny you’re a good fuck, cupcake", Quaritch tells you panting, pulling his cock out of you a little too fast for your liking. You cringe when you feel more of his cum seep out of you and the feeling of it smearing between your thighs leaves you feeling filthy. You push yourself off the door, your face flustered as you turn around and you avoid his gaze at all cost. Nervously, you fiddle with the hem of your shirt, pulling it down enough to hide your private parts from. As if he didn’t just get a front row seat to look at your pussy in all its glory…

Shit– what were you even thinking, letting this happen? Quaritch was basically your boss! And now your secret little crush on him wasn’t so secret anymore…. All that just because you couldn’t keep it down. But how were you supposed to know that he was able to hear you all this time? Fucking thank you for that Z-dog, you curse your next door neighbor. She could’ve at least said something, assuming that she must have heard you too then.

You just can’t bring yourself to look up at the man standing in front of you, too awkward now that you realized how much of a fool you’ve made out of yourself, moaning like a slut for the whole world to hear. It’s not until you hear Quaritch scoff that you take a quick glance at him. He looks entirely too good standing there in his boxer briefs and muscle shirt, board arms crossed over his chest, right where his dog tags dangle against his sweaty skin. Oh god…

He grins with his canine showing and tilts his head in amusement, when he sees you swallow thickly and adverting your gaze from his body to his eyes in a not so subtle way.

"If you’re so needy, at least come over and let me help you out", he then tells you with a chuckle and your eyes widen at his unexpected words, "Instead of keeping me up all night and forcing me to listen to you, fucking yourself with whatever toys you’ve got in that drawer. Got it?"

"Yes sir…"

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rosyjn · 7 months

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jake sully is definitely so dominant without realizing it.

he would always be watching you, his eyes traveling to wherever you are. he’d check if you’re drinking enough water, he’d adjust your top if he thinks it’s too revealing, and get grumpy if you hang out with another man.

when you’re riding him, his hands are on your hips- bouncing you up and down. you’d have lost control already, because jake wants it his way. you melt like putty for him, your eyes fluttering and your mouth hanging open.

he secretly loves the fact that you’re smaller than him- that he can manhandle you however he wants. it almost gives him a sense of relief: if you ever got out of line or bratty, he could quickly take care of it.

he will never let you go to a party or festival alone. he is always going to be there with you, constantly watching how many cups of kava you drink. when he notices you start to tipsily sway with slurred speech, he calls it a night, dragging you home. he scolds you as he washes you off, getting you ready for bed. he brings a cup of water to your lips, tilting it as he tells you to drink up. when you get sassy with him, he just scoffs.

“bossy, you’re so bossy.” you squint your eyes, tapping his chest with an accusatory finger.

“okay, babe,” he changes you out of your party outfit, putting you in a more comfortable linen loincloth for sleeping. when he tucks you in, he pats your back a couple times before pressing a kiss on your forehead. he whispers unheard words to you. “gotta drink responsibly, hon. ya hear me?”

you do not hear him.

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tiredmamaissy · 1 year

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for the high talks😋

i just want jake to talk me through me cumming while he fingers me. need it soooo bad.

mdni 🔞 not proofread

jake's lying on his side, face propped up with his elbow with two fingers nestled deep inside you. his cock is straining against his loincloth, begging to be let free and stroked, but he's just so focused on making his pretty girl cum first.

you're squirming around, trying your best to get used to the foreign feeling budding deep in your core. he follows your every spasm, keeping his two digits buried so deep inside your wet pussy so you can make a mess on his fingers.

god, does he want you to make a mess on his fingers.

"jake. jake." you breathe, hips lifting in the air as your hand flies to grip his veiny wrist.

"yes, babygirl?" he asks, voice feigned with innocence. he knows exactly what you're calling his name for, exactly what you want. "what is it?"

"i-i dont know, i can't - this feels weird!" you cry out, hips slamming back down as your back bows against the bed.

"tell me, my sweet girl. what feels weird? hm? is it this?" he coos, hooking his fingers into your gummy walls.

"mmmn! mhm! mhm!" you hum, nodding your head with pinched brows.

you're so sensitive that you feel like you'll just burst and come undone all from his two fingers. all you can hear are the noises he's working out of your cunt and his heavy panting in your ear. your mind is fuzzy and you can't help the tears that are fighting their way out the corners of your eyes. you can barely breathe, as every curl of his finger feels like the wind is being knocked right out of your lungs and fuck - does it feel so fucking good.

"please." a little whimper escapes your flushed lips, begging for something you've never felt before.

"please, what?" jake groans, swiping his thumb over your hot and sticky clit.

another whimper comes out your mouth, high pitched and just straight up pathetic, all from a simple swipe of his thumb. your nails dig into his arm, leaving crescent shaped marks deep into his skin as you use it for leverage to shove his fingers deeper inside you.

"say it, babygirl. c'mon. you know daddy likes when you use your words." he stops the curl of his fingers, keeping them still inside you.

"please! please make me cum, please jake." you whine, hips spasming against his hand.

"god. fucking my fingers, huh? such a desperate *curl* needy *curl* little thing." he chuckles under his breath, pressing his aching cock against your thigh. your legs tremble and begin to close on his hand now that the white-hot pleasure is outright overwhelming.

"keep 'em open f'me." he grunts, prompting your legs to snap back open, "good girl, just like that" he smiles, picking up the pace of his digits. your brain feels as if it'll short out any second and your clit feels like it's on fire. and all your fucked out little mind can do is sputter out his name, over and over, with each furl of his digits.

"always moaning my name when you're close, hm? is that it? gonna cum for me?" he huffs, grimacing from the tightness of your pussy and how your walls clamp around his two thick fingers. he can feel your entire body tense up, heels of your feet pressing so hard into the bed there'll be indents there for the next week. you're so, so close and all you need is a little encouragement.

"go on, let go. don't hold back, sweetheart." he coos in your ear, calloused thumb swiping mercilessly over your swollen clit. "you're almost there, just breathe f'me baby. focus on the feeling."

you bite down on your bottom lip, doing your best to hold back the guttural moan trying to work its way out your throat. your core tenses as you hold your breath, eyes squeezing tightly to focus on that feeling rippling through your entire being in waves.

"fuck! fuck!" you gasp for air, pussy walls fluttering wildly around his fingers, body convulsing uncontrollably.

"there ya go. ride it out, babygirl."

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queentheweeb · 1 year

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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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strongheartneteyam · 11 months

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Get your shit together so I can love you.

Pairing: human!jake sully x female!human!reader

CW: angsty, so angsty, established relationship, MIGHT BE TRIGGERING for some audiences, disabled person feeling insecure about their body, fluff, crying, yelling, cursing, sexual language, hurt, comfort, sexual content, mentions of sexual fluids, foreplay, mentions of fingering, jake touching reader's pussy. Please, tell me if I'm missing something 🥲

Author's note: This AU is set on 2009. Jake is just a regular 24 year old former marine who ended up losing the movement of his legs permanently after an unfortunate accident that happened while he was fighting for his country, amidst a terrible, unforgiving war. The reader is a 21 year old regular human girl. There is no sci-fi or aliens involved. I totally understand if it's not your cup of tea as it's almost not canon at all to the Avatar Universe. I guess I just kept most stuff canon to Jake as a character. As I said, it's an AU. Just call me Miss Marvel and call this a version of Jake that exists somewhere in the wide multiverse 😂 guys I'm way too sleepy and exhausted that I'm starting to sound a bit drunk... gonna shut my piehole up now. I hope you guys like it. ✨ I need to sleep ughhh ✨

Not proofread. Sorry, my babies, momma is always too tired n running low on time.

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I tapped on your window on your darkest night

The shape of you was jagged and weak

There was nowhere for me to stay, but I stayed anyway

You fire off missiles 'cause you hate yourself

But do you know you're demolishing me?

And then you squeeze my hand as I'm about to leave

Renegade (Big Red Machine feat Taylor Swift)

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You walked to your boyfriend's house, watching the starry dark sky above. It was a full moon night, its pale light bathing your skin as you thought about how you missed Jake. You had just gotten back from a family trip yesterday and hadn't had time to go over to Jake's house to see him yet. You were so anxious to see his face again that you didn't even bother to call him to let him know you were about to come over.

When you got there, as soon as you opened the door with the copy of the keys Jake had given to you, you saw a miserable looking man sitting on a wheelchair, staring at the wall, eating a burger and fries and drinking beer. You swore to God one day you'd slap his hand and tell him to eat healthier. He ate junk food and drank way too much. His face was grumpy and a little sad at the same time. But it was your Jake. It didn't matter to you that he always looked like he was done with everything, he was so freaking handsome and charming, so, you could get past his moodiness. At the end of the day, you loved him so very deeply it made you feel like there was not enough space for so much love inside your body.

"Hey, babyyy!" You say, locking the door behind you "Sorry for not calling before coming over. I'm gonna stay the night, okay? I missed you so much..." You walked towards Jake and kissed his warm cheek, leaving the keys on a piece of furniture nearby

"Hi, baby. I missed you like crazy. I'm so glad my girlfriend is back here with me." He smiled at you. That was the first time he smiled, in a truly happy way, that night. You were the light of his life, he always felt better when you were around. He had missed you like a mad man, especially at night, when he looked at pictures of you/the both of you together on his black laptop. "And I gave you the keys for a reason. No need to say sorry. It's not like I go out on Wednesday evenings anyway.. Or any night of the week" He laughed in sarcasm. "I'm always here at this time." You laughed a bit and he took another bite of his burger

"I'm gonna take a quick shower, ok? Be right back" you said loudly as you walked to the bathroom

The day you and Jake had decided to be in a serious relationship, after you let the words "I love you" slip off of your mouth, by accident (you didn't even know if he crushed back on you, let alone reciprocating your feelings), Jake was so insecure, thinking you were just playing him, that it took him one week after that happened to finally say "I love you" back. You were getting sadder and more impatient as time passed. When he finally did, it was through texting. When you saw the message in your cellphone screen, your heart raced like a wild horse in a big forest.

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Later that night, you and Jake were cuddling, half sitting, half laying on the couch. Jake watched a movie on the television as you tried to read a book. But your attention span was equal to zero. You felt your boyfriend's warmth beneath your body, so comforting, so inviting. You wanted him so bad. You two had been together for almost one year and no sex had ever happened. You were starting to think that maybe he didn't find you that attractive, after all. That thought was like a rusted knife digging into your heart.

You closed your book since you couldn't go past the same sentence you were reading and re-reading all over again, too many times.

You moved your body from where it was and sat on top of Jake's legs, straddling his lap, taking him by surprise. He looked at you wondering why you suddenly gave up on your book if you had been bugging him for months about how bad you wanted to read it, but, you preferred reading a physical copy, as you told him, so he bought a copy for you that he found on sale just so you could stop talking to him about the same thing over and over. But he was actually just kidding, inside his own mind. He bought it for you because he knew you were gonna get really excited, just like a little child, and thank him by showering him with kisses. He loved being kissed by his pretty girlfriend.

"The book wasn't interesting enough, babe? Weren't you dying to read it?" He chuckled and then smiled, placing his big, warm hands on your thighs, making the small, thin hairs of that part of your body stand on end

"I just can't concentrate right now. That's all..."

"Is everything alright?" He noticed the angst in your expression

"Jake... We've been together for almost one year now, and... we haven't had sex yet. Don't you... don't you feel the need to do it with me? Do you still feel attracted to me? Why do you never try to initiate anything other than kisses and caresses? You've never even tried to touch my boobs... and you told me you loved them, over texting"

"Wait, slow down a bit" Jake asked of you and you stopped to breathe a little "Of course I feel attracted to you." He put a small lock of your hair behind your ear, so he could see your beautiful face better "I want you so bad... so fucking bad, you got no idea, girl. You drive me insane, my girl. I can't resist you when you're sitting on my lap like this" He caressed your face softly, light blue eyes staring at your own

"Then don't. Don't resist me. You don't have to. You just have to let me kiss you and touch you and show you how wet you make me, without even doing anything crazy, just by touching my skin like this and letting me sit on your lap."

"Baby, I...I can't" Jake looked down, sadness clouding his beautiful face. You hated to see your boyfriend like that. Why didn't he realize he didn't need to be so insecure? You loved him, all of him. No matter how badly he always talked about his legs or the fact that he couldn't do even basic day to day activities easily, because of his disability, you didn't care. You loved him. Freaking loved him to death.

"Why not?!" You were desperate for an explanation

"I could never be all you need. I wish I could but that's wishful thinking. Don't fool yourself, (y/n)."

Your eyes got filled with tears and you felt a lump forming in your throat. It was like your chest was sore, bruised from his harsh words.

"You are all that I want! All that I need, Jake! Why can't-"

"Don't make it harder than it already is, (y/n)!" The blonde guy interrupted you, his words colder than ice, burning your skin, already so sensitive from from taking all the hurt Jake was causing you by not letting you just simply love him right, be his girlfriend... "Get off me, please." So freezing cold...

You were a crying mess already, so, you felt so weak you just obeyed him and stood up, leaving him free from your body. Jake transferred himself from the couch to his wheelchair as fast as he could. He then started wheeling himself away from where you were

"Please...Please!" You say, chasing your crazy boyfriend like an idiot, while he moves his wheelchair fast towards his small room "stop being so insecure and just lemme love you." Jake stops, his freckled pale arms turning the wheels around so he could look at you

"Why do you insist on being tied down to a cripple?! Don't you get it?! You are so, so damn beautiful, (y/n). Your smile, your hair, your body... Jesus, your fucking body... You're so hot. You deserve... a man who can give you all that a relationship can offer. I can't be that man. I will never be him. I'm sorry you don't get it, but it's time for you to move on!!!" He yelled. You've never seen Jake so angry. His face was red, his eyes were gleaming, tears starting to roll down his face. He felt like his heart was breaking in a billion little pieces. He'd rather go through war, become traumatized and then have his spine injured all over again, because, honestly, it would hurt him less than what he was doing to you right now. But he knew he had to do it. "I love my (y/n) so much, I always will. But she should be happy, free from me." He thought

"Stop running away from me, Jacob Sully!" You ordered, as soon as you catch up to Jake, getting inside his room, your breath heavier than normal "I'm warning you, I will take you in my arms, no matter if you say you're too heavy, and I will lay you on this bed, against your will, if that's what I need to do so you will stop pushing me away! And don't ever call yourself a "cripple" again! I swear to God, you're testing me tonight! I won't let you speak like that about yourself. Never again! Do you understand me?!" You almost screamed

Jake sighed heavily, in defeat. With both arms, he started to support himself on his wheelchair, moving his body to the bed.

One he was settled there, sitting down with his back against the cushioned bed frame, he spoke: "Baby, I'm sorry for yelling at you like that... it was wrong. You don't deserve that. Please, forgive me." Looking at you with those eyes he had you on your knees, every single time.

"It's okay..." You looked hurt but your forgave him. You wanted to try and forget that had ever happened.

"I love you... so much."

You gazed at him and felt a need to comfort him

You sat on his bed, beside him and held his hand. After some time, you and Jake were cuddling, you sitting on his lap. He brought his mouth to yours and kissed your lips. You missed his kisses so much that you got wet so easily, just like a virgin would.

Jake grabbed the back of your head with care and deepened the kiss, using his tongue to massage yours. The way he kissed you was leaving your lips slicked with his saliva. You moaned and he held tight on to your waist, heavy breathing, his warm breath colliding with your own, the two of you getting drunk on each other. His lips were crushing against yours and that felt so amazing.

Out of nowhere, he stopped the kiss and when you tried to kiss him again he gently pushed you away, seeming uncomfortable.

"I gotta stop, baby... I can't pleasure you more than this..." he looked defeated

"Of course you can. You have fingers and a mouth, don't you? Then put them to use, baby. Your girl is begging you to pleasure her. Don't you want to help me out a bit?" You started to kiss his neck gently but sloppy. You breathed his scent in. It was so familiar, so comforting to you. He smelled like home. Home, for you, was wherever Jake was, right by your side.

Jake was starting to slowly give in and he let out a breathy moan. You felt happiness creeping in your head, your heart beating faster.

Jake did something that in his mind, was so damn bold. He dared to touch you in a very intimate way - he was as nervous as a teenager having his first sexual experience - moving his hand from the bed sheet until it got to your entrance. Jake's breath faltered as he touched your coated folds gently, his chest tightening while he looked at your face. His light brows furrowing, his demons still trying to convince him that you could not be turned on because of him.

"Sweetheart, you're so soft... just so... so wet." He was getting shaky, aroused as hell, feeling how wet you were for him

He was finally ready to just relax and enjoy the moment, as he touched your coated pussy.

"Wait a bit, will ya?" You ask, getting off his lap, standing on your feet and then stripping down to him. Your clothes were laying on the floor, as you felt a little shy but excited to see his reaction to seeing your naked body for the first time.

"Fuck, my baby. How did I get so lucky? Your body is so fucking perfect...." He put his hand up in the air, towards your own hands and you grabbed it and let him sit you back on his lap.

Jake started to touch your breasts softly, his mouth slightly open, desire scorching his insides. Your skin burned so good beneath his fingers. Then, he placed his big fingers on your slit

"God, this fucking wet pussy..." he was having trouble breathing but he loved the way you messed with his head

"I'm all yours, baby. Please, just let go and make love to me. I need you so bad it hurts me physically." You begged him to put an end to your misery

"Is that what my babygirl really wants?" He murmured, his voice low and sexy, ringing on your ears

"Yes, my love. Please... I'm so wet, Jake... only for you, my baby." You felt his fingers touching your pussy and your body became limp

"I love your pussy, baby. So velvety, warm and juicy. Can't wait to slide my fingers inside of you over and over again until you're all sweaty and whimpering"

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