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Never a Burden
Neteyam x Reader Mate
Summary: You don’t want to bother Neteyam with your issues but things keep getting worse with another clan member won’t leave you alone…
Warning: Mentions of injury, cursing.
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“Don’t cause trouble” was a line Neteyam constantly said to his younger brother over the years, and now that mantle of troublemaker had been passed over to you, his mate.
Neteyam loved you more than life but by god you were a handful and then some. You were like a magnet for sticky situations and more often than not Neteyam had to come to your rescue.
Like the time some visiting Navi from a neighboring clan were bullying a harmless forest creature so you “intervened”. He yelled at you for being careless and putting yourself in danger.
Or the time your necklace flew off during a flying session so you promptly dived and searched the waters for hours until you found it. You came back soaked and shivering late into the night with the beads in your hand.
“What were you thinking!?” He scolded quickly wrapping you up in a warm blanket.
“B-b-but it’s the necklace you gifted me…” you chattered and he let out an exasperated sigh.
These situations were a frequent occurrence since he met you however he realized soon on that that was a package deal with being your mate. He’d take that deal any day.
Your husband had been endlessly busy on raids the past few months, only coming home to regroup and head back out. He was beyond exhausted most of the time, coming into your tent and falling asleep in your arms almost instantly
Usually Neteyam had patience and a level head but these past months proved to be a heavy challenge. Which made sense since so much was riding on his shoulders.
You felt bad for him which Is why you didn’t want to bother him with your troubles. Even if this situation wasn’t exactly your fault…
Recently a nearby clan had teamed up with yours to battle the sky people. This clan was different than yours, hard headed, brutal, our clans didn’t usually get along but they had a common enemy which made them a strong ally.
However some of the clans males had been targeting you. It started off small at first, taunts here and there. You weren’t a warrior which is why they criticized you as the oleyektens mate. But lately they’ve been getting more bold, one male in particular, Tu’Mey, their ring leader had been degrading you, commenting on your body and how neteyam must hate rutting with such a skinny female.
Today was when he finally crossed the line, you were gathering herbs in the forest with Kiri when she left early because of a headache.
You didn’t think anything of being alone until a familiar voice had you cursing.
“What are you doing out here all alone huh?” Tu’Mey emerged from behind a tree with a grin. He was alone which you didn’t know was better or worse.
“None of your business.” You snatched your basket up and threw him a glare as you went to move past him back to camp, you let out a little gasp when he grabbed your arm instead. That was the first time he had touched you.
“Let go of me!” You hissed and pulled but he didn’t relent.
“Heh so weak, what does a great warrior like your husband see in you huh?”
His grip was strong and you felt a moment of panic.
“Enough, let go asshole!” You punched at him with your other hand but it was like hitting a boulder. He easily grabbed your other hand and pulled you closer. Your eyes widened as he brought his face closer to yours.
“Hmm you may be no warrior, but you do have a pleasant enough face I suppose.”
“Let go before I-“
“Before you what? Hurt me?” He laughed and pulled your arms up high pulling you up right to his body.
You panicked a lot more now feeling his skin touching yours.
You start kicking at him and he clicks his tongue in annoyance, and backs you up into a tree roughly. The bark digging into your skin painfully.
“Oh I’m sorry did that hurt?” He asked mockingly.
“Go on cry for me little forest girl”
You refused to shed tears but you were definitely afraid.
Suddenly you heard a rustling up ahead followed by several Navi voices.
Tu’Mey pulled you deeper in the forest away from prying eyes, his mistake was leaving one hand open.
As he pulled you away you caught a glint of a knife at his waist, it was probably a bad idea but you didn’t really have a choice.
In moments you grabbed at the knife and swiped at the arm holding you.
You were successful but the moment Tu’Mey realized what you done his eyes were full of fury.
You turned to run but were abruptly yanked back by your braid.
“Oh now you wanna fight little girl? Cmon then let’s fight.” He used your hair to propel you forward roughly. You rolled several times before hitting a tree. You gasped in pain.
Suddenly he was above you again and you saw his leg go out and in straight to your stomach. You cried out in pain. Great mother help me.
He kicked the same place again and then roughly pulled you up by your arms.
You slumped in his hold but still managed a hiss. Not that it really did anything.
He opened his mouth to say something but the voices were nearing again. He cursed and threw you back down.
“This isn’t over”. And just as fast as he came he disappeared in the trees.
You coughed a couple times on the ground clutching your stomach. With much pain you stood up and limped into the trees away from the scene, you didn’t want anyone to see you and say anything to Neteyam.
The truth was most Navi could hold their own but you were different. You healed, not hurt, you didn’t even like to hunt because of your sweet nature. Neteyam was drawn to your heart he said, but your weakness was becoming an issue now that war had come. You didn’t realize just how useless you really were.
After much struggle you managed to sneak back into your tent unsuspected.
You collapsed on the ground next to your sleeping mat. The tears flowed freely now that you were alone. You missed Neteyam now more than ever, wanting nothing more than for him to hold you in his arms.
With tears still running down your face you moved your netted top out of the way to see the damage. A large nasty bruise had formed along with a couple cuts. Your back ached too so you could only imagine the scratches there as well.
Sniffling you applied some salve.
Good thing Neteyam wouldn’t be back for a few days, you didn’t know what you would do if he saw your state. He would probably kill him and start another war.
Little did you know the war party had returned while you were gone..
“Yawne? There you are, I didn’t see you when I landed.”
Your eyes widened hearing Neteyams voice and the familiar flapping of the tent beads.
Quickly you wiped at your eyes and slid the salve under the blanket.
“N-Neteyam, welcome back my love.” You thank Ewya that the tent is darkened by the night.
He rushes to you and you embrace him.
“I missed you so much, couldn’t wait to get back..” he held you tightly and you did your best not to wince.
“Me too..” you released from each other and he gave you a loving kiss.
“Come, change and I’ll prepare you something to eat.” He nodded and went to remove his armor. Luckily he hadn’t seemed to notice anything was off.
He ate and talked about the successful raid, you nodded along but your mind was on the blossoming pain all over your body but especially your stomach.
“Are you alright? You’ve hardly said a word..”
“Yes, just tired is all, I was collecting herbs and other things for most of the day.”
He nodded and smiled, “then come let us sleep, I am exhausted as well.”
You nodded and followed him to the mat. You grabbed a longer top and threw it on. Come morning, you would not be able to hide it in the light so you needed to cover up, at least until he left again for the next raid.
Sleep came easy for the both of you, despite your pain, being in Neteyams arms always lulled you quickly. You hoped the morning would go smoothly. Although you rarely ever got what you wanted these days..
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“-at is this?” Mm your dreams were beginning to fade away at the familiar voice calling out to you and bringing you back to reality.
“Y/n!” Your eyes abruptly flicked open hearing Neteyams urgent voice.
Oh great mother help me..
Your gaze focused on Neteyam who was sitting up beside you with a hand on your waist and another pulling aside your netted top.
You were an idiot to think that flimsy material could hide anything.
“What is this, what happened??” He asked again voice full of concern and seriousness.
Your eyes followed down to wear a nasty bruise had doubled In its darkening since last night.
“I-I It’s nothing teyam, I fell from a tree in a bad way is all.. I didn’t realize it had caused such a bruise..” you sat up and tried to cover up again but he wouldn’t let you.
“This looks bad, what did you fall on?” He grimaced tracing the cuts with his fingers.
“Some large rocks..” you hoped he would buy that. You never really lied to him before, you hated the feeling..
He looked you over now from head to toe and caught sight of your back.
“Your back is scratched up too… come let’s see Grandmother-“
He moves to gently pull you but you refuse, “It’s fine my love, I can apply medicine here, your grandmother is no doubt busy with warriors from yesterday…”
He looked reluctant, “but..”
“Really I’m alright” you pulled him back down and hugged him. You were actually in a lot of pain but Moat was smart and would see through your lie easily so you couldn’t go.
Neteyam pulled away and moved to grab your basket that held all your medicinal supplies.
He pulled the cover off and frowned, “I thought you picked herbs yesterday, there’s barely anything here..”
You idiot- you left your basket in the forest!
“Ah I can’t believe it, I forgot my basket in the forest..”
He raised a brow then furrrowed it, “you didn’t hit your head did you?” Suddenly he was near you again inspecting your face.
“N-no I didn’t I must’ve been just a little flustered is all”
Neteyam pulled back and looked you in the eye, “Yawne…is everything ok? You seem…strange”
“I-I” what should you say?
Luckily a familiar voice outside the tent called interrupting you.
“Bro you in there? We need to talk about the next mission, everyone’s waiting” Neteyam reluctantly pulled away giving you a wary look. You smiled hoping to ease his worries.
“I’ll be back later , go to Kiri for help at least ok?”
You nodded not meaning it and watched him leave the tent.
You let out a sigh once you were alone. Perhaps you could sneak into your mother in laws tent since everyone would be at the meeting. She would have herbs. At least that way Neteyam would assume you went to Kiri.
Slowly you stood up and readjusted your clothing, not that it really covered anything..
Luckily when you exited the tent, everyone was either at the meeting or busy preparing for the next raid.
You went behind the tents as swiftly as you could and finally arrived at your destination.
You called out but just as you suspected they were gone.
You felt guilty basically stealing but you didn’t really have many options.
You gathered what you needed and left, you nearly let out a scream when you bumped into the large body of your father in law.
“Woah easy- y/n?” You quickly schooled your shock with an uneasy smile. “I came to ask to borrow some herbs but no one was here.. I hope you don’t mind?”
Jake shook his head, “of course not, go crazy” he reached beside the door grabbing a map before moving to leave again when he happened to catch sight of the bruise.
“What happened?” He asked concerned.
“O-oh nothing really, I just had a bad fall..”
He eyed your face for a moment before nodding
“That looks bad, make sure you get that looked at ok?”
“I will” you smiled and sighed as he left the tent.
Luckily on your way back you didn’t run into anyone.
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“Alright dismissed” warriors turned to prepare for the next raid and Neteyam was about to follow them when his father held him back.
“Wait there’s something I wanted to talk to you about.”
“What is it?”
Jake looked a bit uneasy but continued on, “it’s about y/n.”
Neteyam perked up at this, “Why? did something happen?”
“I saw her just now in our tent getting herbs, she was…skittish and I saw really nasty looking bruise.”
Neteyam nodded, “She fell in the forest…on some rocks she said...”
“She’s one of the best climbers in the clan Neteyam”
“I know this…do…do you think she was lying?” He furrowed his brows. His mate never lied to him before. Even saying it out loud sounded weird.
Jake tilted his head, “I’m not saying that but…” Neteyam nodded as if coming to a decision.
“Yeah ok… I’ll talk to her”. He thanked his father and went about his duties. He was definitely going to have a talk when he got home.
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You had been resting in your tent for most of the day when you realized you had nothing prepared for dinner. Neteyam mentioned he would stay a couple nights so it was only right he had a nice hot meal while he was here.
Sighing you stood up and exited the tent. You could at least catch a couple fish for the both of you.
You grabbed your fishing net and made your way towards the river.
It was evening time but there were a few Navi around.
Good, you didn’t want to be alone..
Throughout the next hour you kept glancing around but luckily you hadn’t seen him so far.
It was dark now everyone had mostly gone so you decided to call it quits as well. you managed to catch a couple small fish but just needed to check your last net tied to the tree.
Slowly so not to aggravate your wounds you climbed ontop of a giant rock. This net was along the river edge but from higher up.
Due to the weather getting colder it was better not to get into the water.
You kneeled on the rock and bent down to pull up your net.
The sudden screech of an Ikran roared behind you. It happened within seconds, you turned only to have a wing smack into you propelling you forward.
You gasped then were suddenly choking and spluttering on freezing water.
You whipped your head around to face the Ikran. You mentally screamed realizing it was HIS Ikran. And the devil in question laughter heartily from the tree line. He whistled and his Ikran flew towards him.
You didn’t wait to see what he would do next, you scrambled out of the river shivering and ran back as fast as you could.
Cold so cold, the night wind only made it that much worse.
Your teeth chattered violently. Hot tears pouring down your cheeks.
You slammed the tent flap open and clambered inside.
“Y/n?” Neteyam sprung up from his sitting position and practically sprinted to you.
Oh great mother not now! You thought he would be out still with the warriors!
“Y/n?! What happened?? why are you soaking wet?!” Neteyam grabbed your shoulders looking you up and down.
“I-I” your voice came out in a cold stutter. The temperature settling in deep into your body.
Neteyam pulled you closer to the fire and helped you remove your wet things before handing you a woven blanket.
“Yawne please, tell me what happened” Neteyam pulled you closer to him, hoping his body heat would help.
He wiped away your tears but they flowed like an endless river.
“I-I....I fell in the river.” Neteyam tensed, he could see your hesitation and how you wouldn’t meet your eyes.
“And how did that happen hm? What aren’t you telling me?” His voice was more firm now.
Should you tell him? But you didn’t want to cause trouble and disturb the alliance. It was your fault you were weak…
“Y/n!” You gasped, Neteyam hardly if ever raised his voice at you.
You couldn’t even answer as your sobs and distress grew louder. Now the love of your life was angry with you. Why could you never do anything right?!
Neteyam softened completely seeing your distress, “Alright alright, mawye my love, it’s alright, mawye…I’m sorry, please don’t cry” he hugged you tightly, bringing your head to his chest. He held you like that soothingly stroking your back until your sobs quieted down.
You slowly pulled away still not meeting his eyes.
Neteyam brought a finger to your chin and slowly pushed it up.
His heart broke seeing the puffiness. He followed the finger to your cheek and splayed them out. You leaned into his warmth.
“Whatever it is, you know I am with you my love.”
You let out a shakey breathe. “I know…” you whispered brokingly.
“And I will always be there for you… no matter what it is but I can’t help if I don’t know what is wrong.”
You reached up to hold the hand caressing your face. “I am always causing you trouble Neteyam.”
He blinked at this, “what?”
“I’m always causing you trouble…I don’t want to burden you…”
Neteyams brows furrowed, “Yes you are trouble but you are never a burden to me- where is this coming from?” He asked still confused.
“I’m weak Neteyam..”
“Y/n you’re not-“
You gulped and said it again, “I am weak. You shouldn’t have to protect me, I should be able to defend myself like everyone else but I just…I’m not a fighter Neteyam.. it’s never been an issue but now…” you sniffled trying not to break down again. “I-I didn’t want to bother you with this… you have way more important matters- I just- it’s getting worse and he isn’t stopping I-“ you were babbling out what you could, your mate trying to piece everything together but once he heard the word “he” he froze.
The wheels started turning in Neteyams mind, he didn’t know what he thought actually happened to you but the second he realized it was another person who hurt you a hot surge of anger coursed through him.
The grip on your face tightened but not painfully. “Someone did this to you? His eyes motioned to your bruises, voice dangerously calm but brimming with unleashed rage. He kept calm for your sake.
You nodded looking away in shame. Well you tried but he brought your face back to his glowing eyes.
“Tell me”
You bit your lip nervously.
“Tell me who dared to lay a hand on my mate…”
You hesitated, “I… I’m afraid it will damage war relations…”
Neteyam held back a snarl. So it was one of the other clans men then..
“Tell me”
You were about to protest again but Neteyams eyes made you pause. They held so much emotion. Love, anger, but most importantly in this moment they promised you safety.
With a deep breathe you closed your eyes then opened them again, “…Tu’Mey…”
Neteyam clenched his fist to keep himself from bursting just quite yet.
“Listen carefully y/n” you nodded.
“You will tell me everything and leave nothing out do you understand?” His tone left no room for arguing.
So you listened and told him everything.
And when you finally finished, you were taken aback at the speed Neteyam removed his hand from you. In all of 3 seconds he had grabbed his knife and ax and stormed to the door.
“N-Neteyam!”
“Stay here Mate” before you could protest he was gone.
You slumped down in a heap. Oh great mother what would happen now?!
Part 2
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⋆｡° ✮ The heat that spreads
Neteyam is more than happy to help you out when you are in heat.
⋆｡° ✮ Lost and found (mini series)
Neteyam hates humans. One day, he finds you all alone and lost in the forest, but quickly decides against killing you. What might be the odd reason for that?
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⋆｡° ✮ Three is always unfortunate
(Stepbro!Neteyam AU) Neteyam is ready to do everything in his might to protect his precious little sister. Especially from mean boys that can't keep their hands to themselves.
⋆｡° ✮ Not good enough
(Stepbro!Neteyam AU) Neteyam isn't happy about the future mate his parents have chosen for you. Afterall, no one can compare to him.
⋆｡° ✮ Work of art
You're an artist and Neteyam accidentally finds your secret notebook, full of filthy drawings you've made to cope with the little crush you had on him.
⋆｡° ✮ Special friends (mini series)
Neteyam was so used to being the golden child of his family, always doing as he's told... he wanted to be bad sometimes too. He wanted to be the one that would teach you all these filthy things. All the things you were never allowed to do, talk or even think about.
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⋆｡° ✮ Competitive hate
When you compete, it's always a battle to see who will get the upper hand. And when you fuck, it's the same struggle.
⋆｡° ✮ Drunk words, sober secrets
Getting drunk with Ao'nung was probably not the best idea you ever had. Good thing a certain someone always makes sure you'll get home safe and sound.
⋆｡° ✮ Infected
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⋆｡° ✮ A lesson on concentration
(featuring Neytan) Lately, you can't seem to focus on any of your training lessons in preparation for your upcoming iknimaya and your karyu [teacher] are determined to find out why.
⋆｡° ✮ Unwinding together
Neteyam seems quite tense lately, and like the good friend that you are, you offer him a way to relief all of his stress.
⋆｡° ✮ Feral hearts
There is always a thrill to the chase.
⋆｡° ✮ Sweet dreams
(Stepbro!Neteyam AU) It's date night, the marui is quiet and Neteyam has you all to himself.
⋆｡° ✮ A mighty warriors need
The only trouble Neteyam allows himself to get into, is you.
⋆｡° ✮ Drabbles:
Neteyam loves when you wear short dresses
Some sneaky under the table action
Dom!Neteyam edging himself
How he would celebrate your birthday
Discovering that the word "sir" turns him on
He makes you squirt for the first time
Neteyam learns what a lollipop is
Stepbro!Neteyam + cockwarming
Distracting him when he's grumpy
Possessive / toxic Neteyam
Public make out session with Neteyam while your mate is busy looking for you
Free use kink
Forming an alliance with So’lek
Sub!Neteyam
Size kink
Dominant and vocal
Age gap
Neteyam in rut
Forbidden love
Best friends to lovers x breeding kink
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Hii I’m srry if your request are closed but can I request a Neteyam x female metkayina reader (it doesn’t have to be metkayina but it’s preferred) where Reader is in heat and neteyam is in rut at the same time?
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Neteyam x Metkayina fem!reader
Authors note: hi anon! you’re my first request, so i hope you enjoy this <3 i also do not think i did the heat/rut part justice, i can’t stay i know too much about it, but i hope you like it anyway!
Summary: as a heavy storm comes on, you find out your mate was in rut, naturally being eager to help him out.
Warnings: 18+!! minors, DNI!, everyone’s aged up ofc, smut, p in v, heat, rut, whining, hand job kinda?, choking, dirty talk, he totally gives y/n head in this
It was beginning to storm at the reefs, you knew dinner would be held indoors for most of the village today so you thought it’d be best to gather fruit for your family and the Sullys as a favour, before the thunder started. You were at it for about an hour or so before your basket got full, smiling proudly at your work as you walked back towards the beach and mauris.
“y/n!” You hear a high pitched voice call out your name, a pair of little legs running quickly towards you. Immediately you knew it was Tuk, grinning as you turn around to greet the girl. “Hi Tuk-Tuk!” you beamed at your boyfriends little sister, kneeling down to hug her with one arm as you held the basket against your hip with the other. “What are you doing out here, hm? is your brother watching you by chance?” You ask, looking around behind her. “Lo’ak is over there somewhere,” she waves her hand around carelessly “not Neteyam though. He’s sick today” your brows furrow in confusion. “Hm? I haven’t heard anything about that, where is he?” she gave you a concerned look “Mama said it’s a pretty serious sickness, and that we shouldn’t be around him. You probably should give him some space, y/n”
You stood back up, shaking your head a little as you looked down at the girl. “no, no, I need to go see him. He’s my mate, I’ll just drop off some fruit for him if he’s feeling sick.” you insisted, the worry for your boy beginning to grow. “Where is he, Tuk?” you ask gently, adjusting your grip on the basket. She sighs a little, before pointing towards the very far end of the village, to a pod that is usually left vacant. “Over there.”
when you finally come into the mauri your mate was in, you see a sight that makes your heart clench. Neteyam writhing against his mat, the pillows beneath his head pretty much flattened and the blanket bunched over his waist.
“‘Teyam? why didn’t you tell me you were feeling sick?” you say, closing the pod doors and kneeling beside him, placing the basket of fruit you collected to the corner of his bed. As you got closer, you noticed just how sweaty he looked, how his braids were looking disheveled and like they’d need to be redone later.
he looks up at you with wide eyes, his usual amber colour appearing more green “y/n? fuck, w-what are you doing here?” He inhaled sharply at the touch of your hand against his forehead, relishing in the cool feeling of your skin, digging his fingers into the matt to restrain from touching you. That’s when you realize.
He was in rut.
Your brows furrow in concern, brushing his braids back and any loose hairs on his face, stroking his sweaty cheek with the back of your hand. “You’re in rut… why are you doing hiding from me?” you look at him in slight confusion, tilting your head as he sits up, taking your hands away from his face as gently as he could. “Because, I’ve never endured a rut with anyone else, I don’t-“ His voice strains a little, “I don’t want to hurt you, y/n. You should go” He grits out, clenching his fists to hold any bit of control.
“Neteyam, i’m your mate. It’s my job to help you, i want to help you.” you say, pouting at him slightly as you sit closer to him, gingerly reaching your hands out to rest against his chest. You look at him for a reaction, only to be met with his eyes staring straight at you, unmoving. You decide to become bolder, tossing the blanket that sat around his waist aside, and moving to sit in his lap instead, your legs straddling him.
His hands immediately come to wrap around your waist, groaning at the lightest touches. He grips your hips, digging his nails in as you leaned in to press your lips against his. Neteyam tries to be gentle, he really does. The thought of hurting you is something he can’t bare, but he feels his self restraint slipping further and further away as he shoves his tongue in your mouth, licking his way in. You hold him closer at this, sucking on his warm muscle before pulling away and kissing down his jaw, trailing to his neck.
As you near his scent glands, you feel a switch in you. A heat starts to creep up your insides, an itch forming in your womb. You whine, gripping onto him tightly and grinding your hips onto his, licking at the spot on his neck. Neteyam hisses at this, tightening his grip on you as he starts moving you against him at his own pace. “Shit, that’s so good, princess. You don’t know how badly I want to hold you down and fuck you, watch you cry underneath me again” He whispers, dry humping you through his loincloth.
You mewl at his words, feeling your own body start to move frantically against him, your legs tightening on either side of his waist as you subconsciously release your pheromones. “Do it! Do it, p-please” You beg, reaching for his loincloth. His eyes practically turn to slits, as he looks down at you in pure hunger, clearly wanting to devour you. “Are you in heat? Did this- Did I trigger your heat, my love?” He grins, his sharp fangs becoming more prominent as he leans in closer to you, kissing your wrist as he inhales your scent. “Fuck, you smell so good, pretty girl. Like yovo fruit, so sweet.”
As you frantically try to untie his loincloth, he takes your wrists in one hand and flips you over, with one arm wrapped around your back and hand cushioning your head as he laid you both down. “T-Teyam, take it off, please” you whine, your inky curly hair lying messily beneath you, the woven seashell top Neteyam made you feeling itchy against your chest as you desperately wanted every barrier between the two of you off.
He growls at your whining, licking and nipping at your skin as he trails his tongue down your body, stopping right before your clothed cunt. He spreads your legs harshly apart, barely looking up at you before tearing off your loincloth and taking a long, wet lick between your folds. His eyes flutter shut at your taste, inhaling more of your smell before eagerly licking at you, fucking his tongue into you. “Oh! Mmm shit! Shit! Tey!” You writhed beneath him, humping your hips into his face, gripping his braids.
He pinned you down with one arm, stilling your hips as he sucked on your clit harshly. “So fucking delicious, sweet girl. Just like the fruit.” he growled into your cunt, sending vibrations through your body. You gasp, pulling his hair tighter “Nete! I’m gonna- ngh! I’m g-gonna..” You squeal, squeezing your eyes shut tightly. He plunges a finger into you, still sucking your clit. “Come on, princess. Let me feel it, taste it, hm?” Your eyes roll back at his words, finally letting go with a gasp, cumming all over his tongue.
He eagerly slurps it all into his mouth, licking his finger off as he crawls back up your body, pressing his lips to yours as you tasted yourself on his tongue. Slender fingers made quick work to remove the top he made you off your chest, while you finally untied his loincloth, throwing it as far as possible from you. He hissed as his cock was freed, and you couldn’t help but stare, his tip an angry red as pre-cum oozed down his length. “Yawne, keep your legs spread for me, yeah?” He said, stroking his cock as he looked down at you, panting.
You do as he says, looking up at him with hazy eyes as your chest quickly rises and falls. “That’s a good girl” He grins, lining up his tip at your entrance, not giving you any time to adjust before slamming his entire length into you. “Oh, Eywa! More, more!” You gasp, rocking your hips into his. He snarls, wrapping a hand around your neck as he slams into you, fucking you hard and fast as he loses any last bit of control, only thinking about chasing his high.
You yelped as you felt him hit your g-spot, holding tightly onto the wrist of the hand that was wrapped around your throat, looking up at him all teary eyed. You felt like it was too much yet not enough at the same time, pleading him with your eyes. “Whats wrong, pretty girl?” He coos, pushing your jaw up with his thumb, the same hand still wrapped tightly around your throat as he brought his head down, his breath hot against your neck. He sucked and kissed around your scent glands, breathing you in, licking at your sweet spot. “Fuck, you taste so good, yawne. Everywhere, every bit of you. Your skin.. your lips.. your tight, wet cunt. Just can’t get enough of you, you know that?” He murmurs into your skin, covering your neck in his saliva.
You pant against him, feeling your vision get drowsy as your arousal grows and you moan helplessly against him. He finally takes his hand off your throat, instead running it through your hair as he grazes his teeth along your shoulder. “Nete.. Nete, I’m s-so close” You whimper, scratching your nails down his back. He grins at your whiney voice, loving the way you grasped onto him, the way your body trembled under him at every touch.
“mmm fuck, cum around my dick, princess. let me feel it, hm?” He sat up, grabbing your hips as he began rutting into you like an animal, violently fast and bringing his hand down to rub at your clit, abusing your cunt as he looked down at your twisted expression. Your jaw dropped in a silent gasp, gripping the pillows above you as your back arches, screaming out his name as you finally came undone.
“Fuck, such a good girl.” He groaned, bending down and holding you close to him as he fucked you deeper now, thrusting the entirety of his cock into you as he sunk his fangs straight into the crook of your neck. “Neteyam!” You squealed, throwing your head back in pleasure and crying out as you felt the pulsing of his cock inside of you. “‘m gonna cum, princess, fuck. you’re gonna make me cum” He whined, licking at the imprints of his sharp teeth in your neck.
“do it.. do it, in me, Teyam, please. Please” You beg, tugging lightly on his braids. He knows you’re not thinking straight, that it’s all just your heat talking. But he refuses to stop now, his own rut was clouding any bit of sense he had left in him as he nodded quickly at you. “you gonna take me, baby? all of me?” He moaned, caging your head with his arms as he kept looking down at you, a bead of sweat trickling down his forehead. “yes! mhm!” you clench around him again, desperate to have him finish. He hisses at the tightness, moaning before finally spilling inside of you.
You hold him to your chest, your hands shaky as you pet his hair soothingly, relaxing from the feel of his weight on you. “I love you” you whispered in his ear, resting your cheek on top of his head. He smiled softly, wrapping his arms around you as he pressed a kiss to your collarbone.
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stepbro!netayam x reader???
this did something to me, ngl. hope you enjoy anonnie.
Neteyam and reader are aged up. minors dni! 🔞
Warnings: stepcest, strong language, mentions of smut, cursing, blood, violence
wc: 850 words
⤷ stepbro!neteyam would be so good at hiding his true feelings and intentions, as he has had to do with every other aspect of his being. he would give you fleeting looks, and lingering stares when no one is looking, and hope they couldn't see the hunger and desire in them, that no one could smell it in the way precum stained the loincloths that he now had to change every fucking day.
⤷ stepbro!neteyam would let moans of your name slip past his gritted teeth as he wraps his fingers around his thick cock, pumping himself harder, faster, thinking of your frilly loincloths and your beaded tops that left very little to the imagination, and how he would die and kill to rip off of you, how he aches to bend you over his father's desk and do to you what he was doing to his hands. with you in mind, and the thought of you, sprawled like that, your cunt fully on display for him, whining and writing as he rutted into you, it takes no time to for him to come, thick spurts of iridescent cum dripping down his fingers.
⤷ stepbro!neteyam would let out his anger and frustrations with the situation by bloodying and bruising anyone who dared get too close to his beloved baby step sister, the only time he ever lost his precious composure. he would have no shortage of excuses for why another man ended up needing stitches and ointments in the Tsa'hik's tent.
"'teyam, why did you do that?"
"Because he gave Kiri a weird look."
"Because he called Lo'ak a freak behind his back."
"Because he's just a dick."
what he wanted to say, but couldn't, was that they all looked at you, undressing you with their heathen eyes, fantasising about scenarios that they shouldn't, that would never happen, not while he had a say in it. because you were his, and fuck it, he'd gladly go through each one of them to prove it, if he had to.
⤷ stepbro!neteyam would finally take it too far when he punched a guy that you liked, while he was running his fingers up and down your thighs at one of the clan celebrations.
the air was warm and filled with sonorous laughter and electrifying music, with faint traces of alcohol and arousal. it was mating season, and you could feel it in the air, the love, and passion, the excitement and fervour overtaking the young Na'vi. you were not immune to it, and definitely not right now, as Luanu, one of the most well-respected warriors in the clan, who also happened to be gorgeous and obviously into you, was touching you, his fingers progressively further up your thigh, and you hoped he wouldn't stop, that nobody would come and interrupt, at least not until you did. he wasn't your first choice of someone you wanted to fuck you senseless, but he'd have to do, since you very well couldn't have him.
the him that was now standing in front of you, fangs bared and shaking his fist furiously in the air, Luanu's blood on his knuckles matching the one currently splattered on your face from the force of the blow.
"what the actual fuck, Neteyam? are you out of your mind?"
he didn't answer you as he pulled you forcefully away from the crowd, not until you reached a secluded part of the home tree, not until he pushed you back, your back getting scratched painfully against the rough bark.
"what the fuck do you think you're doing, huh? acting like a slut for everyone to see, for our parents to see?"
"you need to lighten up, teyam. it's a celebration. the beginning of mating season, no less. there's no harm in a having a little fun while we're at it."
his eyes were wild and feral, his lips curled in a snarl as he approached you, until his breath was fanning over your ears, his voice barely above a whisper.
"sis, if you wanted a little fun, you don't go to grunts like Luanu. you come to me."
his tongue licked a stripe from you collarbone to behind your ears, and you shuddered, slick pooling in your tewng, cunt throbbing in need. you've imagined Neteyam fucking you for so long. it was so immoral, so wrong, and you didn't know whether you were more shocked, scared or eager that your wildest dreams were now manifesting themselves in front of your eyes.
his nose scrunched up, inhaling, and he smirked at what he sensed.
"little sis, already dripping for me, huh? i have wanted to feel your tight little cunt around my cock for so long, and you're saying I could have had it all this time? that you wanted it, too?"
you said nothing as your breath laboured and your eyes closed, just letting his words pierce through you, allowing them to wash over you, allowing them to float around you, filling you with need and deep, deep craving.
"you have to use your words, pretty girl. do you want your step bro to fuck you dumb?"
"fuck, yeah."
tewng - loincloth
maybe part 2? maybe not? 👀
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Kinktober 01
H a n d j o b
Neteyam x StepSis!Reader PART 1
✨Friendly Disclaimer: The content of this story contains aged-up characters! If this is something that makes you uncomfortable, please feel free to click or scroll away. The last thing I want is for anyone to read something they are uncomfortable with, however if you decide to interact with any negativity, you will be blocked from my blog as a result.
Warnings: 🔞MINORS DNI🔞, maturation, stepcest, vulgar language, mention of both ruts and heats, Neteyam in rut, dirty talk
A light wind blew through the lush trees of Pandora, the thick familiar scent of the forest filling your nostrils as you sat on your knees, fingers masterfully plucking through thick foliage in search of materials that would be later used for herbs. You were quite good at finding new remedies for just about everything, your grandmother, Mo'at, was quite impressed by your natural knowledge of the forest’s gifts. Of course she wasn’t truly your grandmother; Jake and Neytiri had adopted you when your parents had met their unfortunate fate during an RDA attack. At the time you were only 9 years of age, but you could still see their faces so clearly in your mind. It was hard not to miss them everyday, yet as time went on it progressively got easier, especially with the help of your new family.
Kiri had been one of your close friends even before the accident, so you were very much familiar with the family as a whole. When Jake had announced to them that they would be taking you in, you were more than welcomed in with open arms. Neteyam interestingly enough had already asserted himself as a type of guardian for you. In the early days, you would creep out of the Sully’s tent at night while the rest of the family was sound asleep, just to have some time to yourself. A young Neteyam would be awoken to the sound of your soft sobbing and quickly move out of the tent himself to cautiously seat himself beside you. At first not many words would be exchanged, but his company was welcomed, and soon it almost became a ritual for the two of you to sneak out at night just to talk. Although Neteyam wasn’t necessarily fond of breaking rules he made an exception for you, knowing that these meetings were slowly healing you in a way. Sharing this time with him always brought a flutter to your stomach, yet you figured it was just your body’s way of showing how much his company made you feel safe. Yet as you got older these flutters began to appear more frequently.
It was almost as if when you looked at Neteyam, it was always through someone else’s eyes. Like every detail as he grew was now presented as new and exciting, and you could hardly keep your eyes off him. It wasn’t until your first heat at 17 years of age that you truly knew what that flutter meant. When all you could think about was him as you ground your aching cunt into the mossy tree branch below you. The idea of him touching you, soothing you through your heat made your body shiver with longing, yet in your mind you couldn’t help, but feel guilty having these fantasies about your own brother, even if you weren’t related by blood. After this revelation you couldn’t help, but feel a tinge of awkwardness when you were around him, yet you tried to remain as neutral as possible, as if nothing had happened. As if you didn’t use the thought of Neteyam to get you off when your body most craved physical affection. A task that would soon become difficult as time went on, which is when you took it upon yourself to do chores for Mo’at to busy yourself.
At this point you had been out in the forest for about an hour, collecting variants of plants and herbs. Dropping the plant into your hand-woven basket, a familiar scent made your tail and ears flick with intrigue. The same musky scent you had found comfort in all those nights ago as a child. The smell of tree bark mixed with a sort of sweet wet dew. Your eyes wandered around at your surroundings before taking a more intentional sniff at the air to find the direction it was coming from. Just as you locked onto the destination of the scent, your eyes caught a glimpse of Neteyam’s back disappearing behind a thick trunk of a tree in the distance. Had he not noticed you were there as well? Curiosity peaked your mind at his purpose for being out here on his own. A solo hunt perhaps? With a mischievous smirk slowly growing across your face, your body acted just as quickly as your mind, finding the closest tree to yourself and climbing up its lengths through a couple layers of branches before stealthily making your way toward the unsuspecting Neteyam. Carefully, you perched yourself on a branch adjacent from where he stood, your body mostly covered by the leaves of the tree if he decided to look up.
You watched carefully as Neteyam leaned his back against the rough bark with a loud huff. He was panting as if he had been running for hours. Had he been running? Your mind felt fuzzy as a new wave of his scent washed over you. Something about it was…different. The usual notes were there, but they seemed stronger, more intense. Your jaw flexes giving a discreet sniff at the air once more trying to put your finger on that foreign note in his scent. It was a strange mix between sweat and the hot surface of a stone that had been basking in the sun's light for eternity. This scent was not anything you had associated with Neteyam before, it made your brows pinch in the center of your forehead. A raspy groan took you out of your thoughts as you focused back on the man below you. His chest was heaving with heavy breaths, his pants breaking into strained growls. You watched carefully as his hand trailed down the length of his abs, his fingertips skimming over the fabric at the hem of his loincloth. That’s when your gaze was directed slightly below his hand, the sight making your eyes widen, a gasp getting caught in your throat as you quickly bit your lip before it could escape.
Your wide eyes landed on the painfully obvious bulge in his loincloth. Your heart hammering against your rib cage as you witnessed Neteyam’s hand travel over the length of his tewng, cupping his erection, a strained hiss emerged from his throat as he slowly began to massage it through the thin fabric, his head leaning back, eyes fluttering closed for a moment in attempts to steady his breathing and soothe his discomfort. “Wiya…” he grumbled the curse to himself as he quickly became fed up with his own feeble attempts at calming himself. You should’ve been long gone by this point. Neteyam had clearly come out here for privacy and there you were gawking at him while he touched himself, this wasn’t right. You shifted to make your leave when then his scent washed over you again. Being this close to him somehow made it all the more intense, you could’ve sworn your knees would buckle if you weren’t already in a crouched position. That’s when the realization hit you. The new note in his scent was a sign of his rut. Your eyes gandered back down toward the scene below just as Neteyam let out a desperate groan. He sounded as if he was in pain.
You remember how painful your last heat was as you watched Neteyam struggle to calm himself, his breaths becoming more ragged by the second. Then a sudden thought dawned on you… perhaps… no it was a terrible idea…,but what if he didn’t have to spend his rut alone? What if you could help him? Would he even accept the help if you offered it to him? Or would doing so simply out yourself for being a pervert and ruin your relationship with your step brother forever? You tried to convince yourself that however that scenario went, would not end in a positive outcome, yet as you tried to make a second attempt at fleeing the scene, the mix of his intense pheromones and the distant sound of his needy groans as Neteyam palmed himself brought back that familiar flutter in your stomach. You could’ve sworn it even made your cunt ache for a moment. You release a soft hiss in disapproval at your own body’s reaction as you came to the consensus that simply leaving wasn’t going to be as easy as you had planned.
Carefully you made your way down the tree you were perched on dropping to your feet with a soft thud. Neteyam’s head snapped in the direction of the noise, his eyes widening slightly in his dazed and frustrated expression, taking in the sight of you as you straightened your stance, palms facing out at your sides as if to show you were no threat, which of course Neteyam already knew. “Teyam?” You spoke in a soft tone as you cautiously made your way over to him, taking small and discrete tip toeing steps as you studied his movements carefully, scared that he may pounce at any moment with the way his eyes bore into you. “Y-Y/N how did you- rrrg you should not be here right now. It is not safe for you” Neteyam spat quickly, stumbling over his own words as he continued to massage the bulge beneath his loincloth. “Shh, shh, shh I know, I know… it’s just…” your words trail off as your eyes fall between his legs once more, the sight alone enough to make your knees weak. “It looks painful… under your tewng.”.
Neteyam’s eyes narrowed on you slightly before falling back to watching his own hand go to work, futilely rubbing at himself, “It hurts- it hurts so bad Y/N…” Neteyam admits in a rough whimper, “I can’t… haah-“, “Shhh it’s alright, Nete. Let me… let me help you” you coo comfortingly to him as you finally step to stand in front of him, your eyes locked on his. So many emotions were pouring out of him all at once; desire, longing, frustration, desperation, it made you pity him to see him in such a state. “I can’t allow that. I am not myself right now…” Neteyam paused as he let out a low groan, palming himself with more motivation as your scent wafted into his nostrils, “I cannot promise your safety while I am in this state… please”. As much as you knew it was wise to heed his warning, your mind was already made up, and the arousal moistening your folds beneath your own loincloth only motivated you to stay all the more.
“You won’t hurt me, tsmukan. Let me make the pain go away…” you whisper softly him, slowly bringing your hand up to cup over his own, causing his breath to hitch at the contact, letting a barely audible curse fall from his lips as his eyes pinched closed, trying to hold back his instinctual urges as much as he could, yet allowing you to continue touching him, “There you go…” you hum as his hand falls to his side to grip at the rough bark behind him. The feeling of your hand brought a new sensation to his loins. It was almost addicting as he absentmindedly bucked his hips into your hand as you stroked him, “M-more.. Please, it is not enough.”. Blinking at his sudden eagerness you breathlessly nod, wrapping your hands around his waist to behind untying his loincloth. Neteyam released another needy groan, closing the distance between the two of you as he rested his forehead against your shoulder, inhaling your scent with earnest. His body felt hot against your own, that same hot, wet stone smell wafting back into your own nose, making your mind go dizzy for a moment, as your fingers fumble with the knot of his garment, your thighs absentmindedly squeezing themselves together as another prominent flutter in your stomach presented itself.
“You smell so good, yawne… not just here-“ Neteyam purred, nuzzling into the crook of your neck, his lips ever so slightly grazing across your sensitive skin there, “-,but here too…” Neteyam’s tone shifts into a low growl as his hands move down to roughly cup your ass, massaging and spreading your cheeks apart to allow the scent of your arousal to escape the confines of your closed thighs, releasing a shaky sigh as the smell made its way into his nostrils. “Y-yawne?” You echo the pet name that he had used, taken aback at his boldness to even use it with you, “Yes… my yawne… all mine” he growled into your ear, as his grip on your ass tightened causing you to let out a slight yelp. Bringing your focus back to the task at hand you quickly undo the knot in his loincloth, pulling it away from his pelvis as the garment fell loosely into your grasp, letting it fall to the ground beside you.
Neteyam lets out a rumbling hum as he watches you take in the view of his bare torso, a small smirk playing on his features. “I uh… I’m not sure what to do now…” you admit a little hesitantly, a warm blush painting itself across your cheeks as you avert your gaze back up to his own. Neteyam merely chuckled with a slight shake in his head. Of course you’ve never done anything like this before, with no prior knowledge on how to please a man. “Oh ma yawntutsyìp… so eager to please your tsmukan when you hardly have an idea of how… so cute” Carefully Neteyam reaches out for your hand, taking it in his. His palm is clammy and warm as it guides your own to the base of his shaft, licking his lips as your fingers brush against his cock, “Do not be embarrassed, I will show you. Now… wrap your fingers around it like this…” he instructs in a low hum, wrapping his hand tightly around your own as you close your hand around his cock, feeling it’s true weight in your hand, a strained “mmmn” vibrating his chest as you give him a small experimental squeeze. “Good… now follow my movement, yawne.”, holding your hand firmly in his own, Neteyam slowly guides your hand up his shaft, his eyelids fluttering as his lips begin to tremble slightly, a shaky exhale escaping through his nose just as you reach his tip. “F-fuuck..” He mutters under his breath, before sliding your hand back down to its original position at his base.
The moan that fell from his lips sent a shiver up your spine, your ears flicking in satisfaction as it echoed in your head, eager to repeat the movement to hear it again. Without his guidance this time, you drag your hand up his shaft and carefully bring it back down, adding a bit more pressure to your grip as you do. His hips almost immediately buck into your hand, caught off guard by your boldness, letting out another needy moan into the crook of your neck, “Did that feel good, ma tsmukan?” You purr teasingly in a innocent tone, “Y-yes… mmn good girl, just like that” he groans breathily, guiding your hand with three more slighter faster pumps before letting you take over completely, his head falling back against the tree behind him as you continue to stroke his cock, his hips greedily jerking to meet your hand with every few pumps. “Ahhh~ oh fuck yes… you’re doing such a good job for me, yawntutsyìp… feels so good…”. His words only made you work your hand more passionately, pumping his cock faster until his hips were stuttering, bottom lip sucked between his teeth with a mixture of needy moans and whimpers escaping his throat. You couldn’t deny that seeing him like this was making your body react in strange ways.
You release a low hum in response to one of his moans as you feel the sensation of your slick beginning to drip down your inner thigh. Your body felt as if it was climbing to match Neteyam’s own temperature, you were nearly panting yourself, leaning forward to find the place at Neteyam’s collarbone, where his pheromones seemed to pool the strongest, your tail curling hungrily at the smell. “Hmm you naughty little thing, getting hot and bothered off of your tsmukan’s pheromones…” Neteyam growls almost hypnotically into your ear, “I can smell you, yawne…ahh~. I can tell how much you are enjoying this. If we were related by blood, my pheromones would disgust you…but instead they draw you in… they make you want me the same way I want you…” Neteyam’s tone was as low as rumbling thunder in your ear. His growls were becoming louder and his hands more possessive as he gripped your hip roughly with one and sliding the other under your beaded top to knead at your breast. Your breath hitched in as his calloused fingers groped your bosom, fingers shifting between massaging the mound of flesh to tweaking your nipple between his fingers. The sensation made your back arch into him, letting out a trembling whimper, his words making your head spin as you tried to stay focused on making him feel good rather than yourself. The thought almost just as quickly was overshadowed when Neteyam brushes his lips along the skin of your neck before placing an experiential peck along your jugular. When the action causes you to gasp, Neteyam’s lips fold into a smirk, before pressing his lips more firmly against the same spot, this time coaxing out a soft whine from you, making his loins burn with want, “Such a pretty noise… do it again, yawne.” He whispers to you softly as his lips part just enough for you to feel the wetness of his mouth on your skin, teeth lightly poking at your neck as he begins to suck on the same spot, earning a breathy moan from you in response, his tail flicking in approval behind him.
It was now almost too hard to focus, your mind was preoccupied on savoring the feeling of his lips against your neck that the hand you have wrapped around his cock begins to loosen slightly and slow down. Completely lost in your own world, a sudden smack on the ass brings you back to reality with a yelp, “I didn’t say you could stop… Keep going.” Neteyam growls, giving your breast a firm squeeze to give you that extra bit of motivation. Your ears flat against your head in submission as you slowly nod, you begin to climb back up to your previous pace, pumping him with just enough pressure to make your step brother moan his hot breath into your neck. He was getting close, you could tell by the way his lips trembled against your neck, how his grip on your body was bordering bruising, fighting desperately to stay in control of his instincts, and yet he was losing. “Wa- haah… I want to be inside you so badly. Want you to take my dick like a good girl while I fuck you full of my cum…” he moans into your neck, pulling your body close enough to where the tip of his cock brushes against the smooth skin of your stomach everytime you pump him. “T-Teyam you shouldn’t talk like that.” You whine, now feeling his cock begin to twitch in your palm. “Why not? Is my offer too tempting? Are you imagining it, yawntutsyìp? Are you imagining yourself being fucked dumb on my cock, feeling me all the way up here in your womb?” Neteyam teases with a cocky smirk as he presses his palm against your lower abdomen. Your body trembles as his words begin to paint pictures in your mind. Your thighs pressing together once again, now mentally praying for a bit of friction between them.
“Look at you… so fucking needy for me…ahh!” Neteyam is suddenly cut off by your hand now jerking his cock mercilessly, working beads of precome out of his tip that slowly roll down your knuckles, his chest is heaving faster than it had been earlier, his eyes closing tightly, mouth falling open with ragged breaths and groans. With a shivering hand, Neteyam sheepishly holds your wrist as his cock begins to twitch more greedily, so close to bursting his hot seed into your hand, “Ohh- Y-Y/N,… Y/N slow down I’m gonna-.. oh shiiit!” Neteyam groans as ropes of cum spill from his tip, yet you don’t let up, continuing to stroke him until he’s run dry, his voice weak and nearly audible, tail curling and swatting in retaliation. Finally tightening his grip on your wrist, he tears your restless hand away from his cock, panting heavily as his gaze bores into you, eyes heavy lidded, pupils heavily dilated. Without a word, Neteyam’s eyes shift from your own to your now sticky hand, slowly bringing it up to your lips, “Go ahead… clean yourself.” He orders in a ragged growl. Your brows raise for a moment at the realization of what he was asking you to do, but there was something about the look in his eyes, as if he were testing you, and you’d be damned if you let him get the upper hand. With a slight gulp you part your lips, letting your tongue first slide across his hand that held your own, eyes locked on his as your trail your tongue to lick up the salty substance from your own hand. Neteyam’s satisfied growl echoing in your ears as you watched you eagerly devour his cum, all while enjoying the show you were putting on for him.
“Mmm fuck, yawne… such a little tease..” he purrs shoving your hand away from your mouth to capture your lips hungrily, his tongue eagerly shoving its way into your mouth, petting your tongue with his own. Your eyes are wide as you process the action, but quickly melt into the kiss, moaning into his mouth and wrapping your arms around his neck to pull you against him, noting his already stiffening cock pressing against your thigh. A trail of saliva connects your mouths as Neteyam pulls away for air, your own mouth eagerly following in search of his own once again, yet Neteyam merely chuckled and leans in to place a tender kiss on your forehead, “Do not worry, yawne, you’ll get as many kisses as you want… but first…” slowly Neteyam lowers himself to his knees in front of you, his fingers caressing the sides of your thighs as he nuzzles your lower abdomen gently, eyes fluttering closed for a moment as he takes in the smell of your dripping cunt, hiding behind your loincloth, before shifting his head to stare up at you, his eyes almost seem to shift in color for a moment as he drags the flat of his tongue along your soft belly, “…I want to taste you…”
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giving him a show / lo'ak sully is now live. 𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩
ಇ new message from: @tiredmamaissy. all smut bc…. 🧍🏻♀️#48 lo’ak #16 neteyam. ily!! congrats on 500. i feel like i’m really at a sleepover 🥹
ಇ current game. after ao’nung pisses lo’ak off, he takes it all out on you which ends with you getting caught.
ಇ game warnings. minors and ageless blogs do not interact! nsfw, aged up! lo'ak, fem! metkayina! reader, dom! lo'ak, voyeurism, arranged marriage trope, caught, spanking, one-sided lust (on nung's side) + praise kink. words. 945.
ಇ things to note. this was actually one of the prompts from my 500 prompt sleepover and i didn't get to finish all the prompts because i got burnt out from it. so this event really helped me come up with something for this prompt. thank you so much bb for participating in that event, really appreciate you, and i have not forgotten the neteyam prompt you requested, going to try to finish that and put it out!! it's my first Lo'ak smut and it's not the last, more is on the way!! : masterlist / kinktober masterlist / part two / previous fic / taglist
To say Lo’ak was pissed was an understatement, you could tell someone pissed him off just by the way he pounds into you letting you feel every inch of him as he lands smacks to your cheeks one at a time.
What got him to be so angry was the remark Ao’nung said after one of his friends brought up him, how he and you always were spending time together.
Ao’nung told his friends that you would never go for a freak like him and that he couldn’t have you even if he tried.
What he doesn’t know is he has had you from the first day he got here.
His aggression was apparent and it had you lost for words as loud moans spilled out of your mouth that could be heard by anyone who managed to walk by the area the two of you were in.
“Fuck…” you mewled as you held onto the tree in front of you as Lo’ak grips on your hips tight as he ruts into you.
You loved it when he fucked you like this, it was something you never felt before he came to your home, you had never been handled like this and it made you grow wetter by the second earning a low chuckle from him.
“You love being treated like a slut, don’t you mamas?” He questioned, you nodded your head in response but immediately felt a smack to your ass. “Uh uh, you know better than that, use your words or m’stoppin’”
“Y…yes I love when you treat me like your dirty whore,” you cried out not wanting him to stop his torture, his dick buried deep inside you, feeling him everywhere, hitting all the right angles that had you gasping. He focused on the way his dick disappeared in your cunt, coming out wetter each time.
“What would people say if they knew you were such a slut for me?” He queries as a smirk appears on his lips watching you try to form a sentence but all that comes out are curses and moans.
“What would he think, hm?” His smirk gets wider. Lo’ak knew you were to be mated with Ao’nung ever since he got to the Metkayina but it didn’t matter to him since you never showed actual interest in Ao’nung like you did whenever you were around him.
You and Lo’ak have been fooling around on the low for a while now not wanting people to find out yet till you figure out a way to get out of the arrangement.
“Does he know you love to be fucked in the open where anybody can see you?” he taunts as his ears pick up a distant sound in the forest, the biggest smirk on his face because he knows what who it was.
“Your perfect little pussy s’suckin’ me right in,” he raised his voice a bit as his hips don’t miss a beat as you feel his dick caressing your g spot repeatedly, throwing your head back as you feel your release build-up.
Lo’ak could tell you were about to cum just by the way your cunt was clenching around his cock. “Tell me who’s pussy this, ma,” he demanded.
“Then, I’ll give you exactly what you want,” he decreasing the speed a bit to wait for your answer. Your mind was clear, unable to put together words but you were so close to cumming.
“S’all yours, Lo’ak! Please make me cum… so close…” you cried out, stickin out your tongue a bit earning a low chuckle from him as he increased the speed.
“That’s my girl, say hello to our guest,” you were confused at what he was talking about. A guest? What did he mean by that?
Lo’ak gently grabs your chin to turn your head to the side and you blink a few times as you see Ao’nung standing there with a blank expression on his face, you can’t tell if he is angry or shocked or maybe both.
You tried to open your mouth to say something but all that came out was a moan, you were feeling too good to even come up with some type of an explanation.
Ao’nung being there didn’t phase Lo’ak at all as he didn’t care if he caught them or not. He continued his torture on your sopping hole which he noticed got even wetter than before.
“You love being watched don’t you, my sweet girl,” he teases as you are about to nod your head but catch yourself. “Yes… m’going to cum!” you whine as your breath becomes uneven.
“Look at him while you cum on my cock, ma. Let him see just how good I’m making you feel.”
You obeyed his orders turning to face to look at Ao’nung who now had a clear angry expression on his face, sticking your tongue out your mouth as your legs start to tremble and you paint his cock with your release and as he felt your gummy walls flutter around him, he gives you one more stroke before cumming deep inside of you, letting out a groan as you try to catch your breath.
“Fuck…” you whimpered out as your body goes slumped but he catches you, pulling you up against him, capturing your lips onto his.
When he pulls away, a smile appears on his face as he looks at your fucked out expression on your face.
“You did good f’me, my sweet girl.” He praised as he laid small kisses on your cheeks and a smirk appeared once again on his lips as he heard Ao’nung’s footsteps running far away from them. Mission accomplished!
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Lo’ak (18) x Omatikayan fem reader (19)
Warnings: SMUT THE HOUSE, p in v, slight choking, praise kink, cursing, squirting, blood, soft-dom lo’ak.
🔞Minors, do not interact🔞
“Have you lost your fucking mind?” You shouted angrily, as you stood in-front of your mate, devastated at the favor he asked you.
“Listen, I don’t feel any better about this than you do. I just feel bad, it is his first rut, and he is suffering.” Neteyam gestured calmly, as he started getting choked up from his own tears. Your gaze softened when you saw neteyam’s eyes, tears threatening to fall. You sighed loudly as you looked to the ground.
“H-how bad is he?” You asked hesitantly, trailing back up to meet his gaze.
“Really bad. Worst than I was. Every time I visit him, he’s curled into a ball on the floor. He refuses to eat or drink anything, and that is not good.” Neteyam explained, running his hands through his braids nervously. You hated that this was affecting Neteyam so much, and you also hated that lo’ak had to go through this alone. You hesitated, but finally spoke.
“So, you want me to calm him? Does lo’ak know about this plan?” You asked, searching for Neteyams eye contact.
“He knows. He’s waiting for you.” Neteyam muttered. Those words made your heart rate skyrocket.
He’s waiting for you…
As in he’s ready to pounce on you with no mercy. You remembered how aggressive Neteyam was during his first rut, but Neteyam said that lo’ak was worse than him. What did that mean for you? Would Neteyam even want you back when he sees your bruised and battered body? Would he still love you the same?
“I will do this for you, so do not look at me different when I’ve only done what you’ve asked.” You say sternly, pointing your finger in his direction. He looked at you in utter confusion, walking over to you.
“I would never look at you different. You are my one and only.” He confessed softly, caressing your cheek. You smiled up at him, melting into his warm touch.
“Let’s get it done.” You nodded, holding out your hand for him to take it. You two walked out of your hut, making your way to lo’ak.
You finally make it to his hut. Your ears perked, and eyes dilated from his strong scent. It was enticing, addictive. Neteyam turned to you, grabbing your hands.
“Ok, before we go in there, I want to ask you again. Are you ok with this?” He asked, searching for any doubt in your eyes. You looked into his eyes, squeezing his hands.
“I will be fine. I must help him.” You said in a reassuring tone, before walking towards the door. You opened it, and to your surprise he was tied to the wall. Lo’ak was completely delirious, muttering complete gibberish. He was sweating profusely as he panted loudly. His braids hung in-front of his face, almost hiding his glowing red eyes.
You gulped loudly, looking back at Neteyam. He was much worse than yesterday. Neteyam noticed lo’aks bloody wrists, most likely from trying so desperately to escape the restraints. Neteyam was starting to get worried for you, but he put his pride aside for lo’ak.
“l-lo’ak? It’s me, y/n.” You spoke nervously, walking over to him. You kneeled in-front of him, pushing his hair out of his face as you lifted his chin. Lo’ak finally looked at you, smiling loosely as his heart rate started to pick up.
“Hi sweetheart, it’s me. I’m here to help you, ok?” You smiled, tears blurring your vision as you watched him suffer. You felt so bad for him, he looked completely exhausted.
“T-thank you.” He cried, lip quivering from the pain he was feeling. You nodded at him, looking back at Neteyam.
“I got him, you go.” You smiled, shooing Neteyam off. Neteyam was devastated, giving his mate away like he did. He walk towards the door, looking back at you one more time before shutting the door behind him.
“What do you need me to do? Do you want me to untie you?” You asked, sitting on your knees in-front of lo’ak. He scanned your body, before looking up at you.
“I- I don’t want to hurt you. It is better to keep me tied.” He growled, hanging his head back down. You sighed, trailing his body before getting a glimpse of his loincloth; completely soaked in his own cum as his bulge pulsated through the material. You looked back up to his limp head.
“Don’t be ridiculous, your wrists are bleeding.” You explained, going to untie his left wrist gently. He whined the entire time, as his arms shook from the sharp pain. You finally got it a-loose, guiding his arm to the ground. You grabbed the damp cloth next to you, gently wiping the blood away. He winced in pain, staring at you with tears in his eyes.
“I know it hurts, but I have to clean it.” You stated, dipping the cloth in the bucket of water, repeating the previous action. You held his large hand in yours, bringing it to your heart as you prayed to the great mother, asking her to help lo’ak through this. He watched you intently, feeling your heartbeat on the back of his hand. He turned his hand in your grasp, placing his palm on your large breast. He trailed his hand down to your loincloth, pulling you onto his lap by the band. You were now straddling him. You were surprised by his gentleness, as he pulled you closer by your lower back.
“I-I can’t take this anymore, y/n. I’m sorry that it had to come to this.” He cried, leaning his head on your chest. You wrapped your arms around him, caressing his head as you rocked him back and forth.
“Do not apologize for this. I love you, lo’ak. I will help in any way I can.” You confessed in a shaky tone as a single tear fell from your eye. He looked up at you, eyes wet from crying.
“I will be as gentle as I can, I promise.” He nodded his head at you frantically. You nodded with him, wiping his tears away.
“I know. And if you can’t be gentle, that is ok too.” You stated, going to untie his right wrist.
“No, I’m ok for right now.” He muttered, tapping your back. You slowly pulled away from his tied arm, nodding in agreement.
“Just umm, untie this, please?” He asked softly, looking down at his loincloth, and back up at you. You smiled before placing your hand on the band. He gasped loudly, trying to scoot back from your touch.
“Am I hurting you?” You asked, pulling your hands back slightly. He sighed, shaking his head.
“No, I’m just a-little sensitive right now.” He chuckled breathlessly, before shifting his hips underneath you. You felt his cock rubbing against your clit, making you gasp slightly. You almost felt bad for enjoying that subtle movement.
“o-ok, I’ll go slow.” You smiled, untying his loincloth gently, letting his cock spring up, hitting the bottom band of your top. His cock was heavy against your stomach, as the tip oozed precum. You didn’t really have to worry about adjusting to him, as he was about the same size as Neteyam, but he was a-little thicker.
“Listen, go at your pace. I-I don’t want to hur-” you cut him off by placing your finger on his lips.
“I’m going to handle you. Don’t worry, ok?” You licked your lips, looking deep into his eyes. The fire in him started to ignite, as he pulled you closer, kissing you passionately. You melted into the kiss, biting his lip as you moaned in his mouth. He untied your loincloth with his free hand, sliding it off of you and throwing it to the corner. He pulled you closer by your lower back, thrusting up between your folds. He pulled away from the kiss as he tried to regain his breath.
“I need you, now.” He growled, lifting your ass up with one arm, slamming you down onto him. You let out a loud moan, feeling his swollen tip brush against your sweet spot. He whimpered loudly, throwing his head back on the wall.
“Do you want me to move, or do you need a minute.” You asked softly as you watched him cry out in pleasure.
“C-can you hold me? Please?” He whined through shaky breaths as he looked into your eyes. Your eyes widened at his request, but you nodded, pulling him into your chest.
“Just go slow first. Please?” He whimpered into your breasts as he held your back tightly. You caressed his head as you started bouncing slowly. His cries became louder, but muffled in your chest. Your eyes rolled in agonizing pleasure. You were trying to go slow for him, but you couldn’t take the torture.
“C-can I- ugh- speed up?” You asked in between moans. He nodded in your chest, tapping your back to give you permission. With that, you sped up the pace.
“Fuck yes, y/n!” He muttered, finally throwing his head back as his eyes shut tightly. You held onto his shoulder to give you leverage as you whined your hips into his. His rut officially took over as he started thrusting into you hard. He grabbed your neck to push you down into him.
“You feel sooo fucking good.” He growled, watching his pelvis slap into yours with every stroke. You couldn’t help the way he was making you feel, it was almost euphoric.
“Mhmm yes yes yes! Just like that, don’t stop!” You moaned, placing your hand on top of his. He hit your sweet spot one good time making your mouth fly opened. All that could be heard was squelching sounds from each thrust.
“You like when I fuck you like that, baby?” He growled, kissing your bottom lip. You nodded wildly, trying to gain your voice back. You finally gasped out loud, trying your best to catch your breath. Something took over you and before you knew it, you were bouncing on him at the speed of light.
“Shittt, y/n! You’re doing so good for me. Such a good girl!” He moaned, slapping your ass as he watched your breast jump with every bounce in his lap. You noticed that he was just staring at them, hungrily.
“Mhmm, do you wanna see?” You moaned, untying your top. His eyes widened, and he licked his lips, desperately waiting for your breast to burst out. You finally got it a-loose, taking it off seductively before throwing it towards the corner. His hand released your neck, trailing down to your plump breast as he massaged it. You slowed down your pace, rocking back and forth into him.
“You’re gonna make me fucking cum!” He whined, feeling your walls clench around him.
“Yes! Cum for me!” You whimpered breathlessly as you chased your own orgasm. His head went back, as his cock twitched inside you. He couldn’t hold it any longer.
“Ohh fuck, get up! get up!” He yelled, thrusting up to get you off of him. You held his shoulders, riding him faster.
“No, go ahead. It’s -ahh- it’s fine.” You nodded, reassuring him that he could fill you up. You felt your muscles tense, signaling that your orgasm was near.
“Ahhhh yes!” Lo’ak growled loudly, pumping his seed into you. It felt so good that you came undone yourself, cum oozing from your sweet walls onto his shaft.
“Shit shit shit!” You cried, twitching on top of him. He fell into your chest, thrusting into you ever so often to keep as much of his cum in you as possible.
“A little better?” You asked him, hugging him close to your heart. He wrapped his arm around your waist tightly, nuzzling his head in your breasts. He nodded weakly before pulling back to look at you.
“I-I think you can untie my other arm now.” He winced, pulling at the restraints lightly.
“No, no do not pull at it. Let me help you.” You smiled, reaching up to untie him. His gaze was locked on your breast as they gently rubbed across his face. He pecked before kissing them passionately. You let him continue as you still untied the tight knot around his wrist.
“They’re so pretty, y/n.” He muttered, creating hickeys next to your nipples. You finally got his hand untied, making him unlatch from you and cry in pain.
“I know, sweetheart. Just let me wipe your wrist clean.” You stated, grabbing the damp cloth, rubbing his wrist gently. The room fell silent for a moment as lo’ak watched you wipe his blood clean. He knew it was wrong, but he was slowly falling for you. You were taking such good care of him in all aspects. It made his heart ache, knowing that he couldn’t truly have you. You glanced up at him, catching his eye contact.
“How do you feel?” You asked nicely, kissing his knuckles. “I feel like I could go another round.” He growled, sliding his hand up to your waist.
You chuckled, nodding softly.“Then that’s what we’ll do. How do you want me?” You tilted your head, eyeing him up and down. His ears perked up at your sweet voice.
How do you want me? Replayed in his head as his chest started to rise and fall rapidly. He stood up with you in his arms. He let you down gently, guiding you into the wall. He sandwiched you in, slapping his cock on your ass. He bent down to your ear, placing his hand on the wall next to your head.
“I wanna thank you for helping me out, y/n. You’re doing so fucking good, taking such good care of me.” He whispered, fangs grazing your neck as he took a bite. Blood started trickling down your back, gliding across the humps and curves of your body. You gasped loudly as you felt him go down to lick you clean, bottom to top.
He came back up to your ear, grabbing your neck from behind. “I’m sorry if I’m hurting you, but I can’t help it anymore.” He sighed in your ear, sliding his cock into you slowly. You clung to the wall, overwhelmed by the full sensation. He engulfed your hand with his, sliding it into a fist as he pounded into you. The sound of skin clapping and moaning took over the room.
“I-I hope that this doesn’t sou-mmm - sound ridiculous.” He started breathlessly as he rutted into you relentlessly.
“b-but I want this forever.” He moaned in your ear before licking it. Your eyes widened at his confession. You shook your head lazily, whimpering from the pleasure.
“N-no, you do not know what you are saying.” You spoke breathlessly as you felt that familiar knot in your stomach. He turned you towards him, picking you up by your thighs before sliding into you once more.
“I know exactly what I’m saying, and somewhere deep down…” he started, sliding his hand down your breasts. “You want this too. I can tell by how your body submits to my touch.” He whispered sliding down to your waist, bouncing you up and down. You bit your lip, throwing your head back on the wall. A part of you wanted this, and you hated that. Lo’ak knew how to talk to you, how to hold you, how to fuck you right. His mind was crystal clear even in the deep fog of his rut.
“Don’t hold back, y/n. I wanna hear you scream my fucking name.” He whispered, thrusting into you hard. He attached his lips to your nipple, swirling his tongue around it. You couldn’t take it anymore. You were trying to suppress your pleasure-filled outbursts out of respect for Neteyam, but lo’ak was killing you slowly.
“Mmm I-I can’t!” You whined as tears rolled down your face. He sped up the pace, trying to get you to talk to him.
“Yes you can, tell me what you wanna say. This is our only chance, y/n.” He moaned, kissing your bruises as he glared into your eyes.
“Lo‘ak I-l!” You shouted, feeling the knot in your stomach unraveling. He rutted into you fast, shaking the hut with all of his movement.
“Yes, y/n! Just fucking say it baby!” He grunted, placing his forehead on yours. You didn’t want to say it, but your body was taking over.
“I LOVE YOU, LO’AK!” you screamed, shaking uncontrollably in his arms as you squirted all over him. He nodded in pleasure, watching you come undone on him.
“Fuck, baby I love you too!” He growled, engaging in a salacious kiss, as he came deep inside of you. He moaned into the kiss, pumping into you occasionally. He pulled back from the kiss, staring straight into your eyes. You watched his gaze soften, as his eyes returned to normal. He trailed your body, looking at the damage he caused. It wasn’t nearly as much as Neteyam caused, and you appreciated that lo’ak took it easy on you, even in his state.
His head hung low in disappointment for hurting you. “Y/n i-“ you stopped him with a peck on the lips before pulling back.
“You did not hurt me. You were as gentle as you could possibly be, and I appreciate that.” You smiled looking down at the connection that you two had created. He looked down as well, watching his cum seep out while his cock was still inside of you.
“I-I’m sorry, let me put you do-” he started before you cut him off again, pulling him closer.
“w-wait! I-I umm…you told me that you wanted this forever. I just-I…” you stumbled on your words nervously, hesitating to look up at him. He chuckled, grabbing your chin.
“I meant what I said. Us being together is impossible, and I know that. I-I just wished that I’d met you first. Maybe things would be different.” He confessed, gazing into your doughy eyes. You started to get choked up, almost feeling the same way. You sighed, grabbing his hand lightly, gazing at it before speaking hesitantly.
“Lo’ak, I-… I see you.” You confessed between shaky breaths, feeling tears well in your eyes. His gaze softened as he smiled at you softly. He kissed you again, thrusting into your softly.
For the next day, you helped him throughout his rut. You were the only one that got him to eat and drink water. He would clean you and himself between rounds, and tend to your wounds. After the storm finally cleared, he dressed you, as you did him.
“How do you feel?” You asked, tying his loincloth on him. He watched you with nothing but pure love in his eyes.
“Better. Thank you, y/n.” He smiled, meeting your gaze. You blushed as you finished tying his loincloth.
The door flew opened, startling you both. Neteyam stood in the doorway, eager to take you back home.
“You look better, baby bro!” Neteyam smiled, walking towards you two. He gazed down at your body, seeing the bruises and marks that lo’ak left on you. It made his heart sink, knowing that those marks weren’t from him. He shook his head lightly, snapping himself out of the self inflicted jealousy.
“Well, let’s take you home and get you cleaned up.” He scanned your body once more before meeting your hesitant gaze.
“Don’t worry, I already did.” Lo’ak butted in, smiling at you softly. You threw your head down, trying to hide your smile.
“Oh ok, good! Did you eat y/n?” Neteyam asked again, pulling you close by your shoulder.
“Lo’ak and I ate together this morning.” You muttered, meeting lo’aks soft gaze again. Neteyam watched you two talk through eye contact, and it made his stomach churn. His worst fear was becoming a reality. He was so worried about lo’ak that he didn’t even think about the fact that…
You two could fall in love.
Idk why this literally took me all day to write but here it is. Ummm I kinda like it, it’s super cuteeee. As always, love y’all to death, and I’ll see y’all soon❤️🫶🏽
Outtie❤️🖖🏾,
Pandorxx
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could you maybe write something where reader was previously human but now is an avatar but she doesn’t know about heat, kind of like what Blue-Slxt wrote with Neteyam but with Lo’ak:3 (sorry if you don’t understand this is my first time requesting anything and i’m still practicing english)
PHEW OK!!, I’ll try my best, baby.
Warnings: p n v, a/b/o elements, dom!loak, sub!reader, heat and rut cycle, breeding kink, Dacryphilla, lo’ak marks reader ALOT, scent kink, swearing, fingering, oral (f receiving), daddy kink (if you squint), praise, slight degradation, choking (again, if you squint), squirting, rough sex, aged up!lo’ak, and I think that’s it. Lmk if I missed anything, and enjoy, my love<3
Translation: “Mawey, ma’muntxate”- “be calm, my mate.”, “Oe omum, sevin ‘evenge,Oe omum” - “I know, pretty girl, I know.”
When you first got your avatar, excited doesn’t even begin to describe how you were feeling. You were finally able to be with your mate, without wearing that annoying mask or always trailing behind him because of his long, confident strides.
You could run faster, climb faster, react faster. You were finally one of the people.
You just wished they had told you about this, though.
The excruciating pain you felt deep in your core, the hot, itchy feeling of needing to be filled to the brim becoming more and more difficult to handle.
You don’t even remember how you ended up on the floor of your hut, or how why the basket of fruits was spilled on the floor, but that didn’t matter. You needed lo’ak.
You crawl over to you and lo’aks bed before climbing on, flopping onto your pillows weakly and tearing your loincloth off, shoving two fingers inside of you with ease.
It’s not enough.
The stretch is nice, but it’s not lo’aks cock stretching you out. You frustratedly pound and curl your fingers into your leaking cunt, searching for a pace that helps you the most.
You huff and whine as you pound at your pussy relentlessly, not satisfied with any pace you experiment with.
Frantically you reach up to your neck, pressing the button on the throat com that was only for you and lo’ak.
“Lo’ak..” you sound weak, as if words are heavy on your tounge.
there’s silence at first, so you go to speak again, but then you hear, “yeah, mama? Are you ok?” He asks, slight panic rushing through him when he hears silence on the other side.
“I need you to..” you take a short breath to hold back the guttural scream you wanted to let out because of the pain. “I need you to come home.” You ask breathlessly, the request makes him already say his goodbyes to his family and damn near sprint towards your hut.
“I’m coming, mama, ok? Just breathe. It’s gonna be alright.” He says softly, a feeling of sadness swirling through his chest at the idea of what you could be going through. And he wasn’t with you.
His voice makes your pace turn more frantic and desperate, soft moans leaving your plush lips, but the second the line goes dead, you groan frustratedly. Pace turning back to what it was before.
The overpowering yet addicting smell loak is hit with when he opens the makeshift door to your hut tells him all that he needed to know, the sight in front of him just proving as more evidence that you were going through your first heat.
The pathetic display in front of him makes a perverted smirk adorn his features, he knew how much pain you were in, and yes he felt fucking horrible because of it, but it was just adorable to watch you shove three fingers into your desperate cunt. All your little frustrated moans, whines, and whimpers made him almost wanna sit in front of you and just watch you, until you were begging for him to do something, anything.
But he wasn’t going to do that. Not today, at least.
He walks over to the bed and sits next to you, gently taking your fingers out of your soaked hole and replacing them with his own, erupting a loud moan from you. “Shsh, babygirl. It’s ok, lemme take care of you, yeah?” He says with a small smile of his face, but his tone was husky and lust filled, just the sound of it had you whimpering pathetically.
You chose to respond with a lazy nod to his words as you tug at his cumberbund, urging him to get closer to you. A little giggle can be heard from lo’ak before he obliges to your request, getting on top of you slowly; peppering all kinds of kisses and bruises in his wake before kissing you passionately.
His lips slide between yours in a perfect harmony, one that makes the burning in your core more unbearable.
Soft moans can be heard from you, and even softer ones from your mate, but you easily picked up on them with the help of your heat. The sound of his noises was enough for you to already feel the knot in your stomach get tighter, instinctively making you wrap your legs around his hips, pressing his body into you more and pressing his fingers even deeper into you.
You nip at his lip roughly, pulling a loud growl from him before he pulls away from you. The sight below him is one he wants to paint in his mind for eternity; your lips were all puffy and raw, face covered in a light purple blush, skin glistening with a layer of sweat, and, fuck..your eyes..they were a completely different shade than their natural color, instead now a dark orange rather than their usual lively green. You looked utterly breathtaking to him.
He leans down to press a quick, loving kiss to your lips before he journeys down the valley of your body; going from your neck, to your chest,making sure to pinch and nip at the hardened buds till he feels his work is done, and when he decides that it is he continues his adventure down until he’s face to face with your glistening cunt.
Just the sight of your pussy splayed out for him like this has his body hot with desire and arousal. A damn near animalistic growl leaving him as he uses his pointer and middle fingers to part your folds, an effortless trail of slick dripping onto his fingers.
You squirm slightly when you feel him part your folds, shallow breaths being blown onto the sensitive flesh, emitting a blissful whimper from you as you reach down to squeeze his free hand for some type of relief. “Fuck, mama…you’re soaked,” his baritone and his remark pulled you out of your haze momentarily, looking down to be met with the huge puddle of your arousal on the bed below you. Shit. You really were soaked.
You only had the chance to feel slightly embarrassed before another wave of pain punched through your core, making you whimper loudly before turning your attention to your mate. “Lo’ak, please! Need you s’bad..” you cried, wrapping a dainty hand around his wrist before grinding into his hand shamelessly.
Lo’ak briefly lets himself be hypnotized by your incoherent stare before snapping out of it, pinning both of your wrists with his hand and wrapping his other around your hip.
“Enough. Lemme help you, yeah? Can you be good for me and let me play with you?” He asked through a thick tone of lust, but It came out as more of a demand than a question. Nevertheless, you obeyed to his request because you wanted to be good for him.
A soft hum of approval came from him before he finally wrapped his lips around your clit, sucking and licking at the sensitive bundle of nerves before licking a bold stripe up your pussy. The sensation has you on cloud nine, already hurdling towards the edge once you feel him slide his skilled tongue into your greedy hole, curling it upwards to press against your sweet spot. Making you see stars instantly as loud streams of moans and whimpers left your plush lips.
“Don’t cum, mama. Not yet.” He insisted, now letting your wrist go to lay his hand flat on your stomach. If you could furrow your brows at him, you would. There’s no way you could hold it, not with how over sensitive your heat was making you.
Before you could open your mouth to protest, you’re interrupted by his finger nudging itself inside of you, the length of it now pressing directly against your sweet spot. You knew the coil in your stomach was seconds away from snapping, and so did he. “Lo’ak! Please, I can’t hold it..needa cum s’bad..please!,” you beg, a soft pout on your face when you feel him pull his finger out of you.
Lo’ak smirks at your bratty expression before leaving a sweet kiss to your clit, “Nope. Not yet, mama.” He coos, kissing your clit a few more times before wrapping his lips around the bud and sucking softly, making a loud moan leave your lips and a broken plea for him to speed up, to which he denies. He knew that if he were to make you cum now, you’d be ready to go in a matter of seconds. So he wanted to drag it out longer, instead turning those seconds into minutes.
With his hands all over you, combined with his addictingly earthy scent, you knew it wouldn’t take much to get you close again. And sure enough, with just a little more flicks and sucks of your clit, you felt yourself getting closer to letting go.
Lo’ak didn’t even have to ask if you were close, he read you like a book. Which is why he didn’t stop his movements, if anything he increased them.
The sensation was enough to have you shaking, already a mess for him just from some little licks. “Fuck!~ please, lolo! Can I cum? I~ah~I wanna..please..” you babble, brain turning into goo once his tounge slides inside of you, emitting an almost pornographic moan from you. You’re thanking your lucky stars now that your hut is the furthest away from the village.
He taps your thigh lightly, signaling that you can let go as he whispers a sweet “you can cum now, ok mama? Need you to be a good girl for daddy and cum all over my face,” The huskiness in his voice combined with the possessiveness that radiated off of him had you coming undone in a matter of seconds, painting his face with your arousal shamelessly.
He doesn’t let up though, still eagerly sucking and lapping up your juices until you’re begging him to let up. And he does of course, because how could he ever deny you.
You wrap your hands around the sides of his face to pull him into a sloppy yet passionate kiss, moaning lewdly in his mouth when you taste yourself on his tongue.
Wrapping your legs around him, you press his clothed bulge into your cunt, silently urging for him to slide inside of you. He groans into the kiss when he feels your puffy folds rub against his clothed cock, instinctively bucking his hips into you as he pulls away from the kiss so he can look at your eyes. “You sure you’re ready for me, mama?” He asks calmly, but his body said everything he wasn’t.
You nod your head feverishly, responding with a breathless, “fuck, yes lolo, I need it. I need you inside of me, now.” The way those words fell off of your tongue so effortlessly had his cock twitching rapidly, instinctively making you grind into him.
With one last glance of confirmation, he leans in to give you a tender kiss as he hurriedly unties his loincloth. The burning in your core has tears prickling in the corners of your eyes, making you claw at lo’aks broad shoulders and let out a plea of, “Babyboy, please..it hurts so bad.” To which lo’ak responds by cupping your face gently, letting out a soft coo of, “Oe omum, sevin ‘evenge,Oe omum…gonna~mhm, fuck..~make it better, ok?,” as he slides his bulbous tip into your leaking hole.
A small shriek comes from you when he presses his tip inside of you, you’ve had sex before, yes, but the stretch is something you’ll never get used to. By the time he’s halfway in you swear you can feel him in your stomach, making you cry out as he twitches inside of you. “Mawey, ma’muntxate..you’re doing so well for me. Just need you to relax and breathe for me ok?” He consoles, trying his best to focus on his own breathing the more you clench around him.
His words soothe you slightly, letting him slide the rest of himself inside of you with ease. You’ve never felt so full in your life, and he was only halfway in. He was so close to being buried so deeply inside of you, you swear you were spraining from it. The burning sensation in your core was bubbling up the more he eased inside of you, and now that he was finally pressed against your gummy walls you felt like fresh water was thrown onto you.
But it still wasn’t enough, you needed to feel fuller, needed him to spill his hot, sticky cum inside of you until you tasted it on your tongue.
“Mama, You alri-“
“Move.” Is all you mutter to him before you wrap your tail around his waist, urging him to set a relentless pace. And he gets the memo quickly, pounding at your over sensitive cunt relentlessly as he wraps his free hand around your throat gently, the other wrapped around your hip so tight you knew there was going to be a bruise on it.
The pace has you seeing stars, wrapping your legs around him firmly to get him closer inside of you, but that was stopped by him throwing your legs over his shoulders effortlessly. Folding you in half under his hulking frame as if you weigh nothing.
“Stay still. Don’t make you tell you again.” He demanded through a thick growl, and you swear you saw his eyes change color; going from green to a deep shade of red before going back to normal. It made you shudder, he was practically dripping in dominance and you were craving more of it. Especially with the way he’s slamming into that sensitive spongy heat relentlessly, making all kinds of moans and whimpers spill from your lips.
The unraveling of coil in your stomach gets more and more unbearable with each one of his brutal, yet particular, thrust. Causing all kinds of pleas and yelps to slip from your mouth, hoping your mate would understand your babbling. “Wanna cum, mama? Shit..can’t tell by the way this cute little pussy is squeezing me. Almost like she doesn’t want me to pull out…is that right, baby? You want me to fill this greedy pussy up till it takes?” You nod incoherently, body shuddering from the idea of lo’ak stuffing you full with his cum.
He knew his words were only gonna make your orgasm even more intense, and make the next one subside slowly, but he couldn’t help it. You just look so adorable all drunk and needy on his cock. How could he not spur you (and honestly himself) on more by promising to breed you?
You grip onto his biceps hard enough to leave bruises, using your hold on him as an anchor as you come undone with a long moan, tears spilling down your face from the intensity of it. “Awhh, already crying, mama?- ah fuck-Such a sensitive girl, i make you cum once and you’re already a mess. My poor girl..” He teases with a fake sympathy in his tone. His words make you whimper pathetically, more tears spilling over your eyes when he doesn’t stop pounding at your raw pussy.
“Lo’ak..i-i-mhm!~..ca-n’t..wanna…” you didn’t even know if he understood what you were saying, hell, you didn’t even understand it. But the soft chuckle that came from him told you everything you needed to know. “I know,princess. You’re being such a good girl for me, you know that? So fucking-mhm~ tight and warm for me. So perfect,” he grunted, the grip on your waist tightening the sloppier his thrust got. You whine in response to his soft praises, tugging him in by his biceps so he can get somehow closer to you.
He swear he could feel his heart ache at the sight of your needy, fucked out expression and the sensation of your soft, warm walls clamping down onto him makes him groan lowly, cock twitching inside of you the closer he gets. “Gonna..gonna put a baby in you, ok mama? Gonna look so..fuck-..so pretty all swollen with my baby in you.” He mumbles before cumming inside of you with a guttural growl, triggering you to soak his cock and lower abdomen as you come undone once again.
The thick ropes of his warm cum painting your gummy walls has the pain of your heat fading away, untill it eventually turns into nothing. For now.
Quiet whimpers and moans turn into heavy breaths once you come down from your high, but lo’ak was still rutting into your slick walls. Instinctively, you try to push away from the overstimulation, but that was stopped by the iron grip on your hip and the aggressive hiss that came from your mate.
His eyes were now a deep shade of red, and his body was on fire. The heat combined with his addicting pheromones triggered the second wave of your heat.
“Lo- wa-ah!-wait! Slow down please, babyb-“
“Hush. Let me use your precious little cunt. And If you’re good for me, I’ll knot you. Sound good?” He told you as he flipped you over so you were now on your hands and knees, wasting no time to situate himself back inside of you so he can continue ramming into your silky pussy. Your body submitting to him effortlessly as he angels your hips so he can ram into your sweet spot deeper.
Even though the haze of your heat, you knew this was going to be a long night.
A/N~ this ask has been sitting in my drafts for MONTHSSSS so I’m so sorry to the nonnie who sent this in, I promise I wasn’t ignoring you, boo. Also this turned out way longer than I expected, at least it’s smth😚 I hope you enjoyed this, nonnie!. Stay safe and stay hydrated, babies. I love you all endlessly.
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im a toxic bitch so i need me some possessive!neteyam please 🫦🫦
adult Neteyam x female reader, minors dni 🔞
"You know I hate" thrust "hate" thrust "hate" thrust "when you talk to these guys!"
You felt dizzy. Your toes curled into your soles, your own legs barely able to hold you upright as Neteyam rutted into you like he wanted your perfect skin to bruise from the sheer force of his hips colliding with yours.
"You’re such a little attention whore, aren’t you?", he spoke through gritted teeth, forcing you harder against the tree with every thrust, arms aching and hands clawing at the rough bark underneath your palms.
"Acting all cute and innocent, but I bet you were clenching your tights together the whole time, wishing you could rub your needy little clit and get yourself off, while you were talking to them." Neteyam was rambling now. His voice was angry and loud and if you weren’t so fixated on the feeling of his cock, roughly pummeling his way in and out and in and out of your pussy at such a mind blowing, back arching pace, you could’ve focused on his words enough to respond. Instead, all you could do was moan and gasp and whimper whenever he hit that special spot inside you.
"Did you imagine them all taking turns on you? Fucking you like the little slut that you are?"
Your walls flutter around him, clenching down around the girthy cock that stretched you, that bought you so much pleasure, it was ridiculous to think that this was meant as some sort of punishment.
"You really think they could make you cum the way I do, huh? Oh, you sweet dumb thing. Nobody can do it like I do. They wouldn’t even know what to do with a girl like you!"
A sharp gasp leaves your lips when the hand that had been squeezing your waist suddenly comes up to grab a fistful of your hair and yanks your head back. Your spine arches even more, bending uncomfortably so Neteyam could whisper into your ear, "You’re mine, all mine. Mine to fuck and ruin and to make you cum until you can’t fucking walk anymore. You belong to me, baby."
When he lets up, you fall forward but catch yourself just in time, both hands flat against the tree just like before. Meanwhile, his pace doesn’t ease up just a little. He’s jackhammering into you, the fat tip of his cock pushing against your cervix over and over again.
You’re a mess. A moaning, whimpering mess, with drool sliding down your chin and eyes rolling back into your head. But you take it. You take it because you love it. That’s why you did it in the first place, flirt with those metkayina guys, right there where he could see.
And he knows. Neteyam fucking knows what you’re doing, what he’s doing, how to make you feel good. He knows how to handle you, how to make you crumble and come like no one else ever could.
"Who’s fucking you so good, hm? So good that you go dumb on this cock", he chuckles, clearly enjoying how you still haven’t managed to respond to him. "Say it. Say you’re mine, tell me who this pussy belongs to."
You couldn’t focus. Words, you knew them, you knew what to say but you couldn’t get them out. Every word that tried to leave the tip of your tongue was cut off by another harsh thrust. The way Neteyam was snickering behind your back, while you failed to form any verbal response, other than pointless brabbles and pleas, sends a wave of shivers down your spine.
"If you won’t tell me now, I’ll make you say it in front of them, make them watch. See how well you get the words out when my cock is stuffed down your throat. But at least like this, they‘ll never forget who you belong to."
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★ The Chase ★
★ 800 Follower Special ★
★ Pairing: So’lek x Fem human reader x Eetu x Neteyam aged up ★
★ Summary: With the 3 males in rut, you were unfortunately caught in the middle of it.
★ Warnings: Dom Neteyam, Dom So’lek, Dom Eetu, Sub reader, Jealous males fighting over you, P in V, Mentions of knotting, Slight dub-con?.
★ Word count: 1,361 ★
★ Tramslation(s): Tawtute -> Human, Paskalin -> Honey, Kalweyaveng -> Son of a bitch, Makrr txanfwìngtu -> Later losers, Yawntutsyìp -> Darling,
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"Simple, whoever gets to her first, can knot and pump her full."
Those were the only words that raced through your mind as you ran through the forest, you knew they were close, knew it was only a big game for them as the taunting started, "Can't run forever little tawtute!" So'lek shouted somewhere off to your left, "Cmon baby, just one little taste" Eetu chuckled, off to your right.
Too busy trying to figure out where the third person was, you ran into a hard chest, falling back onto your ass. When your gaze lifted your heart dropped, Oh shit- he was standing right there in front of you, completely unfazed by the look of fear on your face. His eyes were dark and he had a mischievous smile on his face.
Slowly he crouched down till he was at eye level with you,"Gotcha paskalin" he smirked.
Immediately you backed away but were met a pair of long legs blocking your path, gulping you looked up to see Eetu standing there grinning. "Hey baby, thought you could get away huh?"
Neteyam hissed "Back off man! I got to her first!" He pushed Eetu back who growled, his tail thrashing behind him. Before he had a chance to say something back, So'lek appeared snatching you up "While you two bicker, I think I'll just take her and go"
So'lek took off running as the other males ran after him "Bro she's mine!" Neteyam shouted, "No she's mine! You kalweyaveng!" Eetu retorted, shoving Neteyam into the nearest tree.
Eywa help you right now, for these men were going to be the literal death of you.
Luckily So'lek had somehow managed to lose the other males, unlucky for you though since now your back was flush against the forest floor with him above you, rutting into your tight pussy like his life depended on it, his ears twitching at the beautiful moans leaving your mouth.
Your nails scratched at his biceps as he left wet sloppy kisses along your neck "So tight, so perfect.." he murmured in your ear.
His left hand stayed by your head holding himself up while his right traveled down your stomach, he stopped when he felt the buldge prodding against your tummy, a smirk plastering on his face "Feel that tawtute?"
When you didn't answer, too fucked out to really register anything he pushed down on it. Your eyes rolled back and a scream left your lips as you gushed all over his cock. So'lek grunted feeling your tight walls convulsing around him.
Your eyes finally fluttered open only to see four pairs of golden orbs staring at you and So'lek from the darkness "S-so'le- ah!" You whined feeling his fangs sink into the flesh on your neck, his pace quickening.
You could feel his thick, veiny knot prodding at your hole begging to be let in. Before he could knot you though, a clap sounded to the side of you both.
A deep growl rumbled through So'lek as he unlatched from your neck turning his head to face Eetu "Sooo, what? You thought we wouldn't find you?" He scoffed.
So'lek hissed, flashing his fangs "She is mi" "Until she's knotted she is free game " Eetu interrupted.
Neteyam finally emerged from the darkness quickly snatching you from under So'lek, taking off back towards the village "Makrr txanfwìngtu" he laughed.
You both got pretty far before Neteyam couldn't wait any longer, he pushed you up against a nearby tree, pulled his tewng to the side and slammed into you starting a rough pace.
"Ne-nete!" You mewled clawing at his back, he groaned angling his hips so that with every thrust, he hit your sweet spot. "Your mine y/n, do.you.understand?" Each word punctuated with a semi harsh thrust.
"Yes! Fuck! Please Neteyam!" You sobbed feeling your climax approaching, Neteyam moaned feeling your walls clench around him, his face nuzzled into the crook of your neck, scenting you.
You didn't have to open your eyes to know Eetu was watching from the shadows, Neteyam must've known aswell by how a deep growl rumbled through his chest "Your too late Eetu, she's mine!"
Eetu only smirked walking up to you "You are not going to knot her 'mighty warrior'" , "Watch me" Neteyam hissed moving his hips faster trying to push his knot inside you.
Your mouth fell agape as your breath came out in short pants, "See that? She wants it" Neteyam chuckled breathlessly. Having enough, Eetu grabbed you while shoving Neteyam away in the process. "What the fuck?!" , "Better luck next time" Eetu shouted while taking off.
Dear eywa, please let you survive this torture.
Eetu ran till he made it back to the omaticayan village, quietly making his way towards the kelku he was staying in for the time being.
Bursting through the flaps he set you down before turning to tie them shut. Your legs wobbled a bit but you kept your balance while your arms moved to wrap around your exposed body. "E-eet-" "Save it" he hissed, turning back around to face you.
His large frame towering over you as he moved closer "Do you know how long I've waited for this yawntutsyìp?" He asked placing his left hand on your cheek, "How long I have waited to feel that tight little pussy wrapped around my cock?", "How badly I’ve wanted to knot you" His hand now moving down to wrap around your small neck.
"Eetu please.. think about this.. you will break me if you knot me" you tried to reason with him, but he wasn't having any of that.
He let go of your neck, moving away. Slowly he untied his loincloth, letting it fall down to his feet "Come here little one" he beckoned you over with two fingers.
Shaking your head no, you chose to walk backwards instead, away from him. A loud growl rumbled through the kelku "You want to do it the hard way? Fine by me"
Eetu lunged at you, shoving you down onto the makeshift cot as he climbed ontop of you. One of his large hands wrapped around your throat while the other went to cock, guiding it to your still slick entrance.
With one swift thrust he plunged his entire length inside, coaxing out a scream from you."Fuuuck" he groaned, his eyes closing for a second to collect himself as his ears flattened against his head.
Slowly he began moving, his eyes opening only to lock onto yours. Tears pricked at your eyes threatening to fall as his pace only increased.
“Your mine, and only mine” he panted, leaning down to capture your lips with his, you could only moan in response, your nails digging into his sides.
A loud commotion sounded outside the kelku, coming closer and closer. “You aren’t knotting her she’s mine!” Neteyam hissed, pushing So’lek trying to be the first to make it to the kelku.
“I had her first! If anyone is going to knot her it’s me” he retorted, shoving Neteyam into a muddy puddle.
Eetu broke the kiss scoffing as he heard them bicker outside, he released his hold on your neck leaning up to get a good look at the mess you had become.
Your eyes were half lidded, mouth partially agape with drool running down your cheek, eywa you were so fucking gorgeous to him. But you reeked of Neteyam, leaning back down he nestled his face into the crook your neck, hoping his scent would overpower the other males.
After a few more thrusts you felt his knot poking at your entrance, your hands weakly went to his chest pushing at it “D-don’t..” you pleaded with him.
“Eetu don’t you even think about knotting her!” So’lek shouted, trying to find a way inside the kelku. “Too late for that” he grunted, forcing his knot inside, locking the two of you in place as he painted your gummy walls white.
His orgasm triggered your own, Eetu hissed feeling your walls convulsing around him, his tail instinctively wrapping around your thigh.
As you both catched your breath, he managed to roll the both of you over so that now you layed on his chest. “Rest my little human, you’ll need it” he chuckled breathlessly, rubbing your back soothingly.
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“i want you inside me” + “are you sure? once i start i don’t think i’m able to stop”
For neteyam please💙
Neteyam x Reader
Warnings: nsfw, inexperienced Neteyam & reader, first time
Neteyam fears his heart may explode.
It’s beating so rapidly, stuttering with each beautiful, sinful noise that pours from your lips. His chest heaves as he blinks down at you, hooded eyes trailing over every inch of your face. Warmth floods your skin, following the path of his heated gaze.
It locks onto your mouth when sharp teeth catch your lower lip, and the intensity of it nearly scorches you alive.
“Nete…” His name is a breathless plea, a sound that has a low growl rumbling through his lungs. If he could hear only that—his name on your tongue like that—for the rest of his life, he’d die a happy man. “I want you inside me.”
His eyes widen in surprise, air catching in his throat as it constricts with a heavy wave of desire. The hand between your legs stills, making your back arch in protest, a needy whine fanning his face.
“Are—are you sure, sevin (pretty)?” His eyes search yours for any hesitation, any reservation that says you aren’t ready. “Once I start…I don’t think I’ll be able to stop.”
The two of you have been together for a few months, but you’ve known each other all your lives. You’ve explored each others bodies more times than he can count, but you’ve never done that. Never brought yourselves together in such an intimate way.
He knows, deep in his heart, that once you go down this path, there’s no going back. He’ll be yours forever. He only hopes you feel the same.
The arm that holds his frame above yours begins to tremble, anticipation curling in his lower belly so fiercely his cock springs to life beneath his loincloth. It was hard before—painfully hard, and now it’s practically unbearable.
Your head bobs quickly, lips pursing into a cute pout when you think he may not give you want you want. Your arms tighten around his neck, bringing him in for a brief, searing kiss.
“I want this. I want you.” You pull away just enough for the words to brush along his lips, your voice falling to a low whimper. “Please, Nete…”
And fuck, he just changed his mind, that’s what he wants to hear for the rest of his life.
He nods frantically, shoving his loincloth down his hips with one hand, the other snaking around the side of your neck. His lips claim yours in a passionate kiss, and he swallows your desperate moans as he grips the base of his cock.
The movement is jerky, impatient when he drags his tip along your soaked folds. Your hips jump, making his lips quirk into a satisfied smirk against yours. He wants to be gentle, but he can’t wait a second longer to feel you.
As slowly as his last remaining shred of self-control will allow, he breaches your entrance. Your mouth rips away from his as your head is thrown back, both in pleasure and pain as his thick length stretches you like you’ve never felt before.
His forehead falls to your shoulder, breaths leaving him in shaky pants as his hips curl forward, engulfing himself in your sweet warmth until he bottoms out. All he can do is groan through it as your pussy spasms around him, adjusting to the new sensations.
And when your hips rut against his, a string of those breathy pleas fanning the side of his neck, there’s no doubt in his mind that he’s ruined for anyone else.
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Kinktober 02
E a t i n g O u t
Neteyam x StepSis!Reader
PART 2 of HANDJOB
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Warnings: 🔞MINORS DNI🔞, eating out, stepcest, vulgar language, mention of both ruts and heats, Neteyam in rut, dirty talk, implied mating/sex
“Do not worry, yawne, you’ll get as many kisses as you want… but first…” slowly Neteyam lowers himself to his knees in front of you, his fingers caressing the sides of your thighs as he nuzzles your lower abdomen gently, eyes fluttering closed for a moment as he takes in the smell of your dripping cunt, hiding behind your loincloth, before shifting his head to stare up at you, his eyes almost seem to shift in color for a moment as he drags the flat of his tongue along your soft belly,
“…I want to taste you…”
“W-wait what do you mean?-“ a gasp suddenly interrupted your train of thought, as Neteyam’s tongue peaks out from between his lips, dragging it over your clothed mound, his eyes drinking in your flustered expression eagerly, fingers digging into the flesh of your thighs. Your hands nervously move to push Neteyam’s head away, but you’re only met with resistance as he growls assertively, shoving your own hands away, only to wrap his arms around your backside, quickly untying your loincloth with earnest. Fearing that you may have initiated something you wouldn’t be able to undo you frantically start to push back on him, but he was too deep into his rut to be rationalized with at this point. “W-wait Neteyam we shouldn’t-'' before you can even finish, Neteyam is throwing your loincloth to the side, bending down lower to throw your legs one by one over his shoulders, hoisting you up into the air effortlessly.
A panicked yelp emerges from you as you quickly grasp onto the top of his braids, desperate to keep your balance as you sit atop his shoulders. Carefully, Neteyam turns the both of you around to press you up against the tree he had been leaning on prior, finally giving you some relief from your anxiousness. Before you can even open your mouth to object again, a lewd moan rips from your throat as Neteyam’s mouth instantly glues itself to your cunt, lapping up your juices like he’s been starved for ages. “HAAAHh! Ohhh~ mm’teyam~” you moan, curling your toes as Neteyam swirls his tongue around your clit, sucking at the bundle of nerves tentatively, groaning against your skin. It’s as if his mind was completely taken over by lust, Neteyam devoured your pussy with vigor, breathing heavily through his nose as if determined to remain attached to your intimates until you came on his tongue. As Neteyam finally pulls away from your cunt, you feel like you can finally breathe properly, rolling your head back onto the tree behind you for a moment with an exasperated sigh before looking back down at Neteyam.
His lips are already slightly swollen and covered in the thick gloss of your slick, before he licks that up as well, “Hmm my yawntutsyìp, you taste amazing… I can hardly get enough of you.” He smirks nuzzling into your inner thigh, taking a direct whiff of your arousal, eyes nearly rolling back in his head as it fills his nostrils. Still panting heavily yourself, you try to form your mind into a cohesive thought, however the effort is in vein as Neteyam dives back into your pussy, eyes never straying from your as he drags his tongue up your slit, flicking his tongue teasingly through your folds, making you shudder in his grip, “Does that feel good, yawne? Tell me how it feels… tell me how good your tsmukan is making you feel.” He huffs into your pussy, although muffled you are still able to make out his words. Your ears lay flat against your skull, face completely flushed in a deep blush as you try to collect your thoughts, “Mmmng! F-feels good.. too good, ahh I feel dizzy, Nete…” you whimper pathetically, not able to pull your eyes away from the scene between your legs.
Neteyam’s grip on your thighs tighten in attempts to push his face deeper against your cunt, “Good…” he growled hoarsely into you, before thrusting his tongue into your hole, shifting between licking and sucking your cunt, determined to clean you of the sticky substance your body was producing completely. Your tail curled around his arm as streams of high pitched moans and whines break from your throat, hips stuttering helplessly as you resist the urge to buck into Neteyam’s mouth and ride his face. An animalistic growl, vibrates through your cunt as Neteyam grips even harder onto your thighs, as if to let you know that he had picked up on your hesitance, your true desires and what you truly wanted; and what you truly wanted was nothing more than to fuck his face mercilessly. With a few not so subtle tug at your thighs, Neteyam attempts to guide your hips into his face, as he made out with your sopping pussy greedily. “Ohh fuck…” you curse under your breath, finally giving into your desires and beginning to roll your hips into Neteyam’s face, to which Neteyam released a satisfied groan agaisnt you, working his mouth more passionately on your intimates. Your eyes rolled back as you allowed yourself to be overcome with lust, the obscene squelching noises ringing in your ears as you selfishly used Neteyam’s mouth to reach your climax. “Oh Eywa… hnng- ahh! Fuck- Neteyam I think I’m close…” you warn in a desperate whimper, but Neteyam doesn’t let up, his hands shifting to hold your hips firmly now assisting you in guiding your hips to buck against his face. Your moans morph into wavering mewls, breaking and becoming louder and louder in pitch as the tightness in your core finally snapped, hips stiffening as your orgasm hit you hard, legs trembling from its intensity.
You hadn’t even realized how tightly you had been holding onto Neteyam’s braids until you heard him release an audible sigh when you finally ease up on them. “Oh shit… ma Nete, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to get carried away like that…” you whimper exhaustedly, your eyes suddenly feeling heavy, as if your energy had been completely drained. Neteyam chuckles, placing a firm kiss on your inner this, his lips and chin drenched in your juices, yet he didn’t care. He almost seemed to wear them with pride, “Do not apologize… I loved watching you squirm, all needy for me, using my face to get off. It was perfect” he murmured, licking away some of the juices from his lips. Cautiously, Neteyam slowly lowers you both to the ground, laying you on your back. You pant exhaustedly, lazy eyes hardly able to stay open as you relax on the first floor, feeling completely satisfied, nearly forgetting about Neteyam’s rut until your legs are pushed up toward your head, your brows creasing as you try to understand what Neteyam was doing. “Um.. Teyam?” You attempt to catch his attention, but his eyes are zoned in on your still incredibly wet cunt, now mixed in lubrication of your own cum and his saliva. Your eyes drift down a bit, noticing as he slowly shifts his hips to align his cockhead with your entrance, immediately making your heart pound at the realization that this was far from over.
“No, no, no- Teyam if you do that, we’ll be mated!”, “Good… I want you to be mine. Want to fill you up until you are round and pregnant with my child. Want to feel you cum on my cock over and over again… please, yawne, let me have you”. Neteyam’s voice was desperate and needy. He was begging as if you were the only thing on this moon that mattered to him. It made your heart skip a beat, realizing just how badly he was wanting you, even if it was being over intensified by the hormones of his rut. Biting on your lower lip for a moment you reach your arms out to him, welcoming Neteyam into your embrace. As your arms wrap around him, you pull him close into a passionate kiss, moving your lips against his own, possessively. As the two of you slowly pull away, you offer him a gentle smile, caressing his cheek affectionately. “Then take me, Teyam. I’m yours.”
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Omg i have an idea can you do like Neteyam(ofc aged up) first time losing his virginity but he wildin like it aint his first time and he lasts even longer than the reader🛐🛐
Hi baby!! I don't write for canonically underage characters! Buttt I can do this prompt with Jake when he first had sex in his new Na'vi body!!!
It's not like Jake has never had sex before. He has. It's just been a very, very long time since. That, along with the fact that he's never done it while in his new Na'vi body, has him extremely nervous.
Your pretty eyes watch his face as you kiss your way down his torso, licking the valley between his abs before you kneel on the ground before him.
Jake lets out a thick breath as you kiss his cock through his loincloth, his body alight with excitement and anxiety.
“It's okay,” you reassure him, tracing your hands up his thighs slowly until you reach the string of his loincloth. “Just relax, baby,” you soothe, undoing his loincloth and tossing it aside.
Jake's chest rises and falls with each heavy breath, his mind hazed over by his lust.
You press a soft kiss to the thick tip of his cock, wrapping a hand around him and jerking him slowly, gouging his reaction.
“Fuck,” he hisses quietly, eyes fluttering shut, his head falling back.
You smile at yourself as you lick around the head, encouraging his cock to grow harder, precum dripping from the tip. You kiss his underside before licking your way down to his balls. He shudders, groaning, and the sound sends sparks to your cunt.
You take his cock into your mouth, allowing him to slip all the way down your throat, sinking deep into you, making you gag.
Jake gasps, eyes snapping open as he glances down at you. “I wanna be inside you,” he whimpers softly as you suck your cheeks in, making his cock jolt. “'nside your pussy, please.”
You release his cock from your mouth, your eyes on his. “Are you sure?” you ask him. “We don't have to rush things, baby.”
Jake insists, “Please, I need to be inside you.”
“Alright,” you allow, grabbing his hand and pulling him to the floor. You make him sit against a tree and you remove your loincloth before climbing on his lap. His eyes are wide with awe and dark with need. His hands find your hips, softly caressing your skin there, gently squeezing you as your align your wet cunt to his throbbing cock.
You place one of your hands on the nape of his neck, softly caressing him in silent reassurance, before you lower your hips to his, allowing his cock to slide into you.
You moan softly, his thick cock forcing you open, the engorged head pressing against your cervix.
“Fuck,” Jake gasps, hips jerking. “Fuck!”
You chuckle softly, quietly, as you say, “I know, love. I know.” You press your mouth to Jake's as you begin lifting your hips and then bringing them back down, his cock twitching inside of you.
Jake groans against you, his fingers digging into the skin of your ass, his body ablaze with pleasure he hasn't felt in years and that he's missed. He's needed the feel of a warm, tight cunt around him, needed to feel pussy juices dripping down to his balls, needed to fill someone up and make them cry out in pleasure. And he's fucking ecstatic about the fact that it's you. You, his first time as a Na'vi. You, showing him the ropes. You, allowing him to be inside your perfect body.
“Goddamn,” he grunts against your mouth when your cunt clenches around him. His hips jerk up to meet yours, and little breathless moans leave your mouth with every thrust.
“Shh, shh,” you coo, placing a hand on his chest. “It's okay, baby. Take your time. There's no reason to rush anything,” you assure him, kissing his jaw, licking his neck.
Oh, but Jake just wants to rut into you. He just wants to fuck you, make you shake and cry and scream for him. He wants to have you panting, sweating, weak from his cock.
Still, he lets you take control. He lets you slowly lift and lower your hips, allows you to fuck yourself on his cock. He just watches, his eyes on your face before they move lower, to your bouncing breasts that occasionally peek through the beads of your top, and then lower, to your pussy. He watches as his cock slips in and out of you, his shaft coated in your slick, your arousal smearing on his hips and his thighs. He can't look away from how your pussy stretches to take him, how your folds kiss his groin.
The sight sends butterflies up his spine, makes his cock jerk, and he groans. His fingers dig into your ass as he pulls you up and then down with more speed, more force, the pleasure building within him like quick flames that threaten a wildfire.
“Jake!” you gasp, moaning, the sudden increase of pace taking you by surprise. “Fuck!”
Jake groans, your pussy tight around him, and a growl slips out of him. Something primal within him takes over, and he lifts you up, his cock slipping out of you, before he lays you on the ground and crawls on top of you.
You don't even get a chance to ask him what he's doing when he thrusts into you, his cock filling you all the way in, his balls slapping against your folds as he begins rutting into you.
You squeal, hands finding his shoulders, nails dragging against his skin. “Jake!” you gasp, wrapping a leg around his waist. “Jake, we're supposed to—ah! Supposed to take it slow,” you mewl, eyes rolling into the back of your head, body trembling.
“I don't like it slow,” Jake says, the head of his cock bruising your cervix with each pound. “And judgin' by the look on your face, you don't, either.”
You whimper, cunt fluttering around him, dark edges beginning to form on the corners of your vision. You don't know where this came from, you don't understand how he's so good at it. Jake said it was his first time, swore he'd never done this before as a Na'vi, and yet, he's railing you down good. Real fucking good.
“Jake,” you moan, your cunt tight around him, your womb aching to have his seed inside. “You said-said you'd never—fuck!”
Jake chuckles. “I haven't done this before,” he tells you, kissing your shoulder before biting it, ensuring to leave a mark.
You want to ask how he's so good at it then, but the pleasure is dizzying. You can see stars as your eyes roll into the back of your head, and butterflies flutter in your lower stomach.
You arch your back as Jake's cock throbs, pressing against your g-spot and leaving you weak. “Please!” you moan, begging, the pleasure gathering within you in tight coils that threaten to burst from your womb. “Oh, please!”
Jake laughs. “Already?” he mocks. “Aren't you supposed to be the slut? Hm? Aren't you supposed to last longer than me?”
You whimper. “Don't-don't be fuckin' mean!” you plead. “Want t'come!”
“Want me to make you come, you mean,” he corrects, sneering.
“Yes!” you gasp, your body shaking under his, your pussy aching with your nearing orgasm. “Yes! Make me come! Jake, please!”
His thrusts are merciless, ferocious. He bruises your insides with each pound, makes you cry out, your breasts bouncing, your body weakened by his unforgiving strength.
“I'll make you come, girl,” he promises, biting your jaw. “I'll make you come nice and hard, yeah? Gonna coat my cock in that pretty cum of yours?”
“Yes!” you whimper, the pleasure almost too much, the sensation driving you to the brink of insanity. “Yes, yes, yes!”
Jake kisses you, sneaking his tongue into your mouth, swirling it around yours before he bites your lower lip.
Your orgasm is right on the surface, terrifyingly close, almost unbearable from the sheer force of it. And then it's exploding in you, making you gasp and cry out Jake's name, your cunt clamping down on him, your nails burying themselves into his shoulder blades, your entire body trembling violently.
“Fuck!” Jake groans as you come around him, your warm slick dripping all the way down. And then he's coming inside you, filling you with his sticky, thick load. You mewl at the sensation as Jake groans and gasps.
He slows his thrusts as he comes down from his high, and then he kisses your mouth softly, tenderly.
“You said it was your first time,” you say against his lips, still breathless from the rough, mind-blowing sex.
Jake chuckles lowly. “Maybe I'm just a natural, hm?”
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Could you maybe tells us about the withered one shot? I haven’t seen anyone request to talk about it
Of course!
I actually have written and rewritten certain scenes from this one shot since the first time I tried writing it...it just didn't feel right. So I started over. Second time around I am feeling a lot better about it. I just love this pair so much and love how the original turned out so it's important to me that this one especially is written well.
The one shot is about Neteyam's rut and how that couple deals with it when it comes up unexpectedly. Reader is a lot less experienced that Neteyam so you get to see his hesitation and concern for her but also....things get turned up and we see a different side of this Neteyam;)
Here's a little teaser for you<3
WITHERED ONE SHOT TEASER (unedited)
He’s a coward.
A downright skxawng with the planning skills of a young child.
This Neteyam is sure of as he dunks underneath the cool river for the fifth time. Only a few nights ago this water was cold enough to have his mate taunting him for wading in slowly. Now it is inadequate in cooling down his heated skin. A fire that burns without respite until sweat is beading over his brow.
Neteyam’s rut isn’t originally due for another two months. Two months that would allow him the time and patience to ease you into this new dynamic of your relationship. His sweet tanhi whose experience with alpha males stops at her interactions with them during nightly hunts. His innocent little star who just barely gave over her virginity to him no more than a moon cycle ago.
To him. Only to him. This thought sends a shot of heat to his pelvis and Neteyam hates himself for it. Hates the way his inner alpha perks up and revels in that fact, reminding him over and over that he was the one to claim your innocence. That only his hands would know the shape of your body. That only his cock has ever been buried in your sweet heat. And your body only knows him.
A little star only he has had the privilege of plucking from the sky.
His temple rests against the thick rooted tree as he wrestles the restrictive loincloth away and harshly grips the base of his cock. It pulses in his grip, a bead of precum already dripping from the tip into the water below. The last thing he should be thinking about is the way your small hands would wrap around his length softer, timid strokes bringing his pleasure to new heights.
He’s left you alone with Kiri, and ran to the hills after Lo’ak’s warning like a coward. You are sure to be looking for him, prancing from tree to tree until you can find your skxawng of a mate and question him for the inappropriate behavior displayed tonight.
And yet, the idea of you looking for him only heightens a primal desire from deep within him. His lovely little mate looking for her alpha. Would you be embarrassed at the sight of his arousal, hand gripping and tugging at his length with no shame? He can see it now, those doe eyes widening accompanied with a blossoming tint over your cheeks. The same eyes that were clouded with unshed tears as his cock slowly pistoned into your mouth for the first time last week.
Oh Eywa, what he wouldn’t give to see the sight of you on your knees taking his length again. The string of saliva that had been a bridge between your swollen lips and his dripping tip, just before you tiredly smiled up at him in search of approval.
His spins on his heel, head tipped back against the tree as his hand furiously increases its harsh pace. It’s borderline humiliating to feel his climax approaching so quickly, and yet it would be the first of many that only leave him breathless and aching for more. There is truly only one cure for this condition. Only one person that can give him the sweet release he craves.
Chest heaving and fingers spazzing around his length, Neteyam just barely catches the sound of water rippling. Immediately he yanks his hand away and turns to face the oncomer.
“I thought you said this water was too cold last night.” You snicker, fingers already working to undo the knots of your tewng as you slowly wade in. “I know Lo’ak poked some fun at your need to bathe earlier, but you could’ve at least waited for me.” Your eyes narrow and nose scrunch in a reprimanding expression but there is no true ire there. Only a glimmer of playful excitement that is easily perceivable with your swishing tail.
By Eywa.
He is done for.
There's a little taste. Let me know what y'all think so far<3
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Rut cycle
Day 6
Continued from Day 1
Pairing: Lo’ak aged up x Fem omaticaya reader
Warnings: Dom Lo’ak, Sub reader, Neteyam Cheating/not caring reader is mated, P in V, slightly possesive Lo’ak, Angry Lo’ak, Scenting.
Word count: 765
Translation(s): Kelku -> Omaticaya home
A/N: Since y’all wanted a part 2, here it is😭 I’m sorry if it’s not that good
How could this have happened? As soon as you woke up you winced from the slight pain coming from between your legs. Lo’ak and you hadn’t slept together for awhile so he couldn’t have been him, could it?
As you were getting dressed, putting on your new loincloth and top that was decorated in beads and small flowers, the flaps of your kelku burst open with an angry looking Lo’ak walking towards you.
Your hairless brows furrowed “Lo-” “Save it!” He shouted, pushing you till you back was against the nearest wall “Why are you acting like this? I didn’t do anything!” You hissed.
Lo’ak chuckled but it didn’t sound like a good one, no- it sounded dark, his eyes gazed into yours, a hungry look in them as his tail swayed behind him.
“Do you think i’m stupid mamas? I saw him sneaking out of your kelku last night, you even still reek of him” he spat. Lo’ak was no fool, he saw his brother sneak out of your kelku as he was heading over, wanting to be near you since he couldn’t sleep.
Of course, when Lo’ak brought it up to Neteyam he completely denied it, stating he was at his girlfriends kelku sleeping. That just made Lo’ak furious, his own brother lying to him. So naturally he came to you next.
You shook your head “No Lo’ak, I swear I don’t know what happened. I was sleeping and if he did come in I didn’t hear him.” Lo’ak scoffed “Liar! First my own brother lies to me and now my mate.”
“Lo’ak I-” “Save it y/n” he huffed, releasing his hold on you and backing away before exiting the kelku. You were so confused but if Neteyam was here it would explain why you woke up with slight pain, sighing you walked out the kelku determined to find Neteyam and get some answers.
After about maybe 20 ish minutes you find him alone, laying underneath a tree sleeping. Quietly you made your way over, then once close enough you kicked him in his side.
Neteyam woke up yelping “Eywa y/n! What the fuck was that for?!” He seethed standing up, his left hand moving to rub his side.
“Oh I don’t know, lemme see” you stepped closer, stepping on his foot “Why don’t you explain to me why Lo’ak said he saw you sneak out of my kelku last night.”
He raised a hairless brow before shrugging “I simply took what was supposed to be mine that’s all.” Before you and Lo’ak mated, you were originally supposed to mate with Neteyam. Unfortunately you didn’t like him like that, his brother was the one who caught your eye.
So with you mated with Lo’ak, Neteyam was forced to mate with another. He never loved her though, sure he acted like he did but you were the only one he wanted. He didn’t give a fuck if you were his brothers mate.
“Neteyam I’ve told you many times, I do not like nor love you!” You hissed in frustration, why does he always have to ruin shit.
He smirked “How many times do I have to tell you that I do not care. I will take what is mine whenever I want to” slowly he reached out, placing his right hand on your cheek while the other went to the small of your back.
You rolled your eyes, pushing him away from you, “Stay away from me Neteyam, stop trying to ruin what I have with Lo’ak”
Neteyam held his hands up in surrender “No promises princess.”
The walk back to your kelku was short, but as soon as you walked inside, you were thrown onto the cot, clothes torn off, mouth gagged with Lo’aks fingers as he roughly thrusted into you.
His eyes were hooded, pupils were blown wide. You could also tell his scent had changed, it was more sweet and alluring. It was his rut-
Lo’ak groaned above you, loving how tight you felt around him. Your muffled moans and cries filled his ears, encouraging him to go harder.
You choked around his fingers as your fingers clawed at his sides, your tail coiling around his thigh. He hissed leaning down, still smelling his brother on you.
He nuzzled his face against your cheek and into the crook of your neck, trying to place his scent on you once more. “Your mine y/n, not that bastards, mine! Understand?” He growled out.
Too fucked out to answer, you simply nodded your head. Pleased, Lo’ak smiled “There’s my good girl.”
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