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the-writer-arrived · 8 months

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Dan Heng NSFW Alphabet

Synopsis: let's take a peek on how your lover is in bed, shall we?

Character: dan heng.

Warnings: afab!reader; reader is part of the astral express but isn't the trailblazer; spoilers about dan heng's past and his companion mission.

A/N: in celebration for dan heng imbibitor lunae release (finally!!), i give you all this! may our dragon boyfie come home to all who wants him <3

(p.s. that mf made me lose the 50/50 💀 his light cone better come home 😭.)

(edit: IT WORKED HIS LIGHT CONE CAME ON THE 31 😭😭😭😭)

This work has sexual themes and is not suitable for minors. If you click on read more, I am not responsable for any discomfort you may feel reading this. You have been warned.

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

Dan Heng's nickname in Belobog's fight club may be "Cold Dragon Young", but he's anything but cold to you especially after sex.

After your sexual lives began, Dan Heng made sure to always have a box of tissues, a towel and a bottle of water at hand's reach.

He prefers to do the deed in your room instead of his since, you know, it's the Express databank...

Therefore, those things are usually inside a drawer of your nightstand for easier access to the both of you.

Also cuddling is a must for him.

On days Dan Heng is feeling particularly clingy, he will wrap his arms AND tail around you, not minding the feeling of your sweaty and sticky bodies.

But don't worry, he will take you to the bathroom to clean you and him in the shower/bath, before returning to bed.

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

If someone had asked him that before he got together with you, he wouldn't know what to answer.

Now, however, he'd answer his hands.

Curiously enough, you've always been fascinated by Dan Heng's hands.

You loved holding it, playing with his fingers, saying they were so soft, even softer than your own!

You also loved dragging him to the sleepovers in March's room, which you would paint your boyfriend's nails while March would do the Trailblazer's.

Now, about his favorite body part of yours, it's an easy answer: your neck.

It goes hand in hand with his kink (or rather, instinct) of marking you.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He cums an embarrassing (to him) amount.

Although the Vidyadhara can't have offsprings, they still are a dragon species and, considering Dan Heng has a much closer conection to the water dragon he controls, his instincts are stronger than others of his kin.

Yes, this is just a roundabout way to say he has a breeding kink

It's usually thick and gooey, but when he's in heat, it becomes more watery.

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

When you joined the Astral Express, you were sure Dan Heng disliked you.

Although he was never outright rude to you during the (very few) interactions you two had in the beggining, he would never be in the same room as you.

Himeko assured you that the young man was just shy, but even she was at a loss at that unusual behavior of his.

Dan Heng was avoiding you, yes, but it wasn't because he hated your guts or anything.

It was because your scent was driving him crazy.

The second he landed his eyes on you, your scent invaded his system and every single fiber of his being was being pulled to you.

But he couldn't, he shouldn't. There was too much danger in his life.

But by the Aeons... He had to do something, or else he might lose his mind.

So, when everyone in the train was asleep, Dan Heng would let his thoughts be consumed by you and guide his hand to his shaft...

He would rather go through molting rebirth again than admit he did such debauchery to you.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

My guy has been in the Shackling Prison ever since he was born and after being banished from the Luofu, he had to keep looking over his shoulder for a psycho who's out for his blood.

It's suffice to say that Dan Heng doesn't have any experience in relationships or sex.

Please have patience with him, he will fumble but he really wants to make you feel good :(

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

I believe Dan Heng would prefer positions which he can see your face, be it directly or through a mirror's reflection.

What he must have, however, is access to your neck, his favorite body part of yours as mentioned on B.

So, if you do positions like cowgirl/reverse cowgirl, you can expect to have a restless (dragon) lover under you, squirming for wanting to have you closer in order to mark your pretty skin.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He's definitely not one to be funny in bed... intentionally, that is.

Have you seen him throwing peace signs when the Silvermane Guards were pursuing the trio in Jarilo-VI?

Or him doing that when March took a photo of him next to the High Elder statue on that short animation?

Or even the things he says with the most poker face ever?

Anyway, what I mean to say is that Dan Heng is funny without trying to and that (unfortunately to him) sometimes happen in bed.

He will huff while you're giggling with yourself, before bringing you back to the right mood with a searing kiss.

What were you laughing at again? I don't know, maybe you should focus on those hypnotizing eyes darkened with lust staring down at you.

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

As said on E, Dan Heng doesn't have much experience in relationships, therefore never really worried that much about pubic hair.

After joining the Express and having a safe place to be, he would groom himself and trim a bit just so it wasn't too much or too long.

Now that he's with you, he likes to keep his bush small and very well groomed, so it won't bother your nose when you suck him off.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

His draconic instincts aside, Dan Heng really, really, REALLY enjoys keeping you in his arms.

99% of the time you guys "make love" instead of fucking.

This is the first time in his life (as Dan Heng) that he feels utterly safe and conected with someone in so many different aspects.

When he says "I love you" during the deed, it comes from the deepest, most precious part of his heart.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Honestly, he used to masturbate more before you two got together.

Again, he will never tell you that or, at least, not any time soon...

Now? It's rare for him to do it.

If he's in the mood, usually you are as well.

Sure, mutual masturbation is hot and all, but he'd much rather be inside your warm and inviting pussy.

The only time he'll jack off is when you are away from each other in trailblazing missions.

You know Dan Heng will try to hold off touching himself until he can go back to the Express, but he becomes soooo snappy and with a permanent frown on his face.

So, please, send him some photos of you or audios to break his resolve and make him relax a little until he returns to your side.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

As mentioned in the very begginning of the list, I am 100% sure Dan Heng has a breeding kink, even if he can't procreate.

It's such a filthy sight, your hole fluttering after he pulls out, your mixed fluids leaking from it... A voice, primal, in the back of his mind telling him he should push it back inside or, even better, stuff you with his cum once again...

He can't get enough of it.

Also, you won't leave the bed without at least a dozen marks on your skin.

Bites, hickeys, marks of his fingers for gripping you too tightly... You'll see all of that and more on the morning after.

Your boyfriend is considerate enough to not leave them on places you can't hide with your clother or make up.

...Unless you made him jealous on purpose or has been teasing him throughout the day.

I guess scent kink is also a thing for him.

You almost make him delirious with lust when you're on your ovulating period.

Praise your guy to your heart's content, it works wonders when you want Dan Heng to let loose and fuck your brains.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

No matter how horny he is, Dan Heng will only touch you on the privacy of the bedroom.

Preferably yours since he doesn't really have a bed on the Data Bank Archieves.

Which is fine, considering he basically moved to your room.

The reason for that is the comfort and sense of security the private space gives him.

He doesn't have to be on alert for any kind of danger and can give you his undivided attention.

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

Call him corny, but it's when you show him you love him.

For most of his life, he has been followed by the shadow of Dan Feng and his deeds, both good and bad.

Even after Jing Yuan revoked his banishment from the Luofu, there are still many people, especially the Vidyadhara, who look at him with contempt.

Not to mention Blade hunting him through the universe to make him pay the price for his Dan Feng's sins.

So, when you cup his cheeks, stare at his eyes so softly and tell him you love him for who he is, not the shadow of his precious reincarnation...

His heart can't barely handle all the feelings that well up inside.

Dan Heng tries his best to show you how he feels by the breathtaking kisses and relentless pace of his hips snapping with yours, with chants of your name like a devotee does to their beloved deity.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

If you enjoy feeling a bit of pain in bed, I'm sorry to tell you, but Dan Heng refuses to do anything that may cause even the tiniest bit of pain to you...

Okay, it's not like he'll NEVER do it if you do enjoy it, but it'll take a lot of coaxing and reassurance.

His worst nightmare is to hurt you in any shape or form.

One thing that he will not do, no matter what, is share you.

So no threesome with Blade, sorry.

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

I see Dan Heng as the giver type, to be honest.

Not that he dislikes you sucking him off, far from it!

He just adores being nestled between your thighs, your drooling cunt on his mouth...

And if you convince him to eat you out on his Imbibitor Lunae form? It's a sure way to send you to heaven.

Grab his horns like your lifeline, it will make him moan into your folds and grind his cock onto the bed.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

On normal days, the pace is slow but deep.

No matter how much you ask, beg, demand for your lover to go faster, he won't and it drives you crazy (in a good way).

He's addicted to the way your core tightens around his member like a vice when you're so close to the edge.

Only then he will concede to your wishes, so you can cum together.

When he's in heat? Good luck walking tomorrow soldier 🫡

Each of his thrusts are so deep, so fast, so hard, but never deep enough, never fast enough, never hard enough to satisfy his desires.

I hope your bed is strong enough to survive the whole night.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Doesn't like it.

To Dan Heng, being physically intimate with you requires a process, a moment when the two of you tune out the world and just focus on each other.

Like I said on P, he likes to take his time with you, to really feel every single inch of you.

Sure, there are times when both of you are too horny to wait until you are in the comfort of your bedroom and there's too little time to spare.

Even so, quickies don't satisfy him completely.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Another thing that he doesn't enjoy it.

Dan Heng is a bit self conscious about the thought of other people hearing or, Aeons forbid, see you two doing it.

A spoiler for the V part, but this guy isn't exactly quiet during the fun 🤫

That's one of the reasons why doing it on a public or semi-public place is a no for him.

Using a vibrator though, especially on him, now that's something that may happen.

Again, it'll take some coaxing from you, but there's a bigger chance of him agreeing in the end.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Even when Dan Heng is in his human form, his stamina is above average.

When he's in heat? Again, good luck walking tomorrow.

If it was up to his draconic desires, he would go all night without a break.

Fortunately for you, he can hold on to his senses enough to remember that you would not survive if that happened.

You'd die happy, but he doesn't want to lose you.

On the morning after, you two are "gently" reminded by Himeko and Welt that there are other passengers on the Express and everyone would very much like to sleep in peace ✨

Poor March had to sleep over with the Trailblazer in their room, which was the furthest from yours.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Our boy knows what a dildo and a vibrator are on theory, never tried them himself.

You'll have to be the one to introduce them in the relationship, if you want to.

I see Dan Heng as a switch, leaning to the sub side tbh.

With that in mind, I believe the toys are used more frequently on him than on you.

His favorite is those vibrators that can be controlled by a phone app, it's discreet and you can keep your partner on their toes.

His collection isn't big, maybe he owns two or three at max.

His first sex toy was one of those male masturbators, a gift from you.

Poor guy was so confused on what the hell that thing was (totally understandable, some of those look like a blender???).

Needless to say that his face turned red in no time after your explanation.

It doesn't come close to your hands and mouth, but it does a good job when you two can't be together for whatever reason.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

If there is someone who loves to tease to hell and back, it's you.

You can't help it! Dan Heng looks sooooo adorable, trying his hardest to keep a straight face while a pink tint warms his cheeks.

Your teasing can go two ways: you may have him whimpering and begging for more under you OR he will retaliate and have you whimpering and begging for forgiveness under him.

In any case, you see it as a win in your book ✨

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

*Me, speaking into the mic.* Dan Heng is a whimperer and whinier.

*The crowd boos and I leave with my head down.*

She's right! *There is a yell coming from the back.*

*It's you, with Dan Heng dying from embarrasment next to you.*

Jokes aside, I do believe our Cold Dragon Young isn't loud per se, but a whimperer for sure.

He's embarrassed by that, so he does all he can to keep his sounds at bay.

When he's in Hot Dragon Young mode, he'll do a 180°.

Embarrassed? Shy? Quiet? Not Vidyadhara Dan Heng.

He growls, he moans, he curses, he straight up purrs the more he pounds and bullies your pussy with his cock(s).

Yes, he has two, it's a consensus between writers and artists.

Please gift everyone in the Astral Express ear buds, they will need them.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Despite having a breeding kink, of course Dan Heng is aware his species isn't fertile.

He knows there are no chances of him creating a new life by the conventional means of procreation.

And yet... Watching you interact with Hook and the other children of Belobog... Watching you hold Bailu in your arms...

He can't help but daydream of the 'what ifs' and 'would be'.

If he could, he wonders what would your child be like?

Would they look more like you? Or him?

Would they have similar personality to you or him? Perhaps a mix of both?

Would they inherit his draconic features?

...Would they have a long life span like him?

...Would they still be by his side, after your passing..?

...Will he even be able to handle to live a life without you once again...?

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

I am terrible at describing things, let alone dicks of fictional characters, so bear with me OTL

Okay, so, it's been established that Dan Heng has two cocks. Good? Good.

I like to think that they also change when he turns into his original appearance.

Human Dan Heng: only one dick, but still has a bit more length than average, on the thiner spectrum, slightly curved upward

Imbibitor Lunae Dan Heng: two dicks, a growth in girth to leave you full but not stuffed, the veins are more proeminent.

How does one describe a pretty dick? Idk, but it's the first thing that comes to mind when you see it.

He's a pretty guy after all.

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

I know I've talking about his heat period like a broken record, but that's because watching aloof characters becoming crazy with lust makes me absolutely feral 🥴

But honestly? Among all the Honkai Star Rail men, I see Dan Heng with the lowest sex drive.

Not that he isn't interested in you physically, far from it! He adores your body and when you show it off to tease him, it's always very effective.

It's just that I see he has bigger emotional needs than sexual needs in the daily life.

Lover boy can go two, three days without having sex with you just fine.

It depends more on how is your sex drive.

If you ask him, he'll gladly go down on you whenever you wish.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Dan Heng will only fall asleep after you do.

It comes from a desire to protect you from anything and everything.

He won't allow himself to completely rest until you are fully comfortable and in deep sleep.

Only then, he will kiss you on the forehead and bring you into his arms, giving you a sense of security you won't be able to find anywhere else in the whole universe.

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sunflowerkiwis · 7 months

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WAG

charles leclerc x reader - part one

summary: everyone loves childhood-best-friends-turned-sweethearts yn and charles but they notice something’s… off. also your best friend is obsessed with your boyfriend’s boyfriend :)

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part one | part two | part three | part four

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hiii! i really love your windbreaker scenarios😭❤️ can i request a hyuk kwon scenarios with friends to lovers trope, if you don't mind? thank you so much!!!

AHHH U READING MY THOUGHTS! i had it in my drafts, but already posted!! so here like a short scenario in same timeline, just take it as what happened in gaps here

author note ; seminar week in uni hits hard, but random tequila shots with flatmates in the middle of the week hits harder.... but don't worry i played through and won this fking hangover and dropping this post now😌🫦

warnings ; fluff, cute hyeok, not proofed

(bro is the type of guy who will show off a trick on his bike he hasn't trained enough yet and end up falling)

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friday evening started out great - all the lectures were over, the weather was beautiful outside, the sun had not yet disappeared behind the horizon and was giving the city its last rays. this week you didn’t miss a single lecture, and in general today you were quite active in class, you also agreed with your classmates to meet next week to complete a group project, so your socially active duty for today has been completed and you can calmly relax on weekend.

entering cozy apartment, you set down your bag and kicked off shoes, ready to delve into usual routine of household chores. you took a slow shower, completed all the steps in the skin care routine and now you wanted to start that series that you had been putting off for a long time when you heard a soft knock sounded at the door, interrupting your thoughts. curious, you opened the door to find Kwon standing there, with his usual calm and relaxed face. his presence caught you off guard a little, your heart skipped a beat at the sight of him. "hey..." he began, his voice a gentle murmur. "i was wondering if you'd like to go to that shop near our building with me. i wanted that banana drink you recommend me recently... and i thought you spent whole day in uni, so we could take a little walk together... you know to catch some fresh air and stuff..." your initial surprise quickly gave way to excitement, as your lips curling into a grin. despite his usual reserved demeanor, Kwon's offer filled you with pleasant a sense of warmth, joy and anticipation. "sure, i’d love to," you replied, grabbing a jacket and slipping on her shoes.

together, you ventured out into the cool evening air of Seoul, the streets alive with the hustle and bustle of city life. As you walked side by side, you couldn't help but steal glances at Hyeok, marveling at the way his stoic facade softened in the glow of the streetlights. small conversation about everything flowed effortlessly as you made your way to the shop, sharing stories and laughter along the way. but little did you know that Kwon had something else up his sleeve, a secret he was eager to reveal. of course you notice bike he took with him, but you genuinely thought he was so obsessed with these races and bicycles that he just wouldn't get off his bike.

upon reaching an empty playground nestled within a quiet corner of the neighborhood, Kwon's eyes twinkled with mischief as he hopped on his bicycle, a gleam of excitement dancing in his gaze. "watch this," he murmured, his voice tinged with excitement as he prepared to demonstrate a new trick he had been practicing. however, fate had other plans in store, and as he attempted to execute the trick, a misstep caused him to lose his balance, sending him tumbling to the ground with a muffled thud. your heart felt like it skipped a beat as you rushed to his side, concern etched across your features. ignoring the pain coursing through his knee, Hyeok tried to brush off the accident with some kind of incomprehensible emotion. but you saw through his facade, your heart aching at the sight of him in distress. without a moment's hesitation, you took charge, guiding him to a nearby bench and inspecting his injury with gentle hands. rummaging through your bag, you retrieved a pack of cute adhesive bandages adorned with playful images of bananas, a small smile tugging at your lips. with utmost care, you cleaned his wound and carefully applied the bandages, your touch felt so tender that Hyeok could feel goosebumps down his spine.

in that vulnerable moment, when he saw you on your knees before him as you tended to his injury with unwavering kindness, Kwon felt a surge of emotions wash over him, his heart swelling with a newfound warmth. as he looked into your eyes, he realized with startling clarity that what he felt for you already went beyond mere friendship.

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pierregazly · 8 months

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into you ꨄ pierre gasly smau

pierre gasly x fem!tsunoda!reader

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charles_leclerc 1.5 years later, what a launch!

username not pierre soft launching for a year and a half... just for y/n to be like 🤷‍♀️

username they are so cute im screaming!!!!!!

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The thought I can NEVER get out of my head for academic rivals is when both of them end up putting their brilliant minds together to solve one thing can we get that w academic rivals gavi plsplspls 😭

here you go anon bae <3

warnings. business class mentions & suggestive content 18+

a/n. literally went through the depths of pinterest to find pictures of gavi in this specific suit. spain needs to bring these suits back idk.

lightly tapping your pen against your lips you kept analyzing the last question on your presentation. while gavi flipped through his many notes trying to find any piece of information that could back up his claim. the two of you had never been paired up for a project before so the newfound territory was not helping either of you. in retrospect the question was quite simple all the two of you had to do was pick the best business offer of the three given to you.

“it’s the third option-” gavi starts

“what? no it’s not.” you scoff. “if our business chose that offer we’d lose more than twenty percent of our ownership.”

“okay, yeah but they’re giving us over a half a million euros plus additional funding for marketing purposes. it’s a really good deal if you think about it.” he stands up from your desk making his way towards your bed.

“not when our company has already made over five million in sales in just one year. we’re fine in the marketing department. yes, we need the money but we also shouldn’t be giving up such a high stake of our company. it’s too risky.” you try to reason as he stares up at you. the red tie from your school uniform making his brown eyes pop out.

“okay fine. which option do you find more appealing then?” he grabs his pen pointing it at you. “and it better not be the first option.”

“well obviously not. it’s clearly the second option. we’re only giving up ten percent of the company and they’re giving us over three-hundred thousand euros which is more than what we need to expand our warehouses. not to mention they’ve also helped thousands of other local companies become big names around the country. it’s the smart choice.” you type down your reasoning as you explain it.

“you know…” he leans over you carefully removing your laptop from your lap. “you get ten times more attractive when you do that.”

“do what?” you look up at him and notice his smirk.

“when you take your work all seriously like that. our company isn’t even real.” he teases you. “it’s so hot.”

you barely have time to react before his lips on yours your hands making their way towards his hair like second nature. his hands trails from your cheeks to your neck before making their way to your ass. you gasp into the kiss as he gropes your ass, the brunette using it as the perfect opportunity to leave a trail of kisses from your mouth to your neck.

“well one of us has to- fuck...” you can barely speak as he places kisses on your neck. “to be the smarter one out of the two.”

“oh, so now you’re the smarter one? i recall you calling me asking me for help-” he tries to tease you.

“you know now that i remember you left your stinky uniform here the other day. maybe you should go take care of that.” you push him off you. “i don’t want my room smelling like sweaty athlete.”

you walk him towards the laundry room dropping off some of your clothes as well. he watched intently as you place his clothes in the washer and carefully pour in some detergent. the act feeling too domestic. he wondered how you could possibly take care of him while you still had your own problems going on. you were too good for him.

“have you ever done it on top of the dryer?” he sneaks up on you.

“you’re disgusting pablo.” you shove him away.

“oh, come on.” he grins.

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•Simon says || C.S

warnings : smut, inappropriate language, oral (you receives it), orgasm control (?), fingering, idk jus nothing crazy.

In which: Your best friend Chris, suggests playing a game to relieve boredom.

a/n: Hi babes, I just came to say that I haven't written in almost two years so I don't know if this is good or bad, but I promise I will improve. Enjoy😭🫶🏻

(English is not my first language so I'm sorry for the bad grammar!!)

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Chris and I, we've been best friends since we were kids and we had a very strong relationship, but now we barely speak to each other properly. Maybe because I finally accepted my feelings for him and I started seeing him with different eyes.

I guess this should make me feel good, but it actually makes me feel sad. Since I'm not sure if he feels the same way about me, losing such a good friendship over a "temporary crush" makes me feel guilty.

It was 3am and Matt and Nick were in their room sleeping like a rocks, while me and Chris we were in the living room, each in their own word, scrolling through our phones. Tired of watching random shit, I let go my phone and I sigh as I looked at the ceiling of the room, bored.

"𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑡?" I hear Chris deep voice echoing in the room. I lower my head to look at him and I see him with his arms crossed as he stared at me as if he could hear my deepest thoughts.

"𝑁𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔.." I said raising my face to look back to the ceiling and closing my eyes, trying to hide that the his penetrating gaze had made me shiver. "𝐼'𝑚 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑑.."

"𝑌𝑜𝑢'𝑣𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑤𝑒𝑖𝑟𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑚𝑒.." He speaks and I feel my body tense and my heart racing when the thought of Chris knowing I have a crush on him, crosses my mind.

"𝑁𝑜, 𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑛'𝑡." I disagree, but regret it soon after, because I responded too quickly to be nothing. An awkward silence fills the room and I could tell that he was approaching me, just from the low sounds of his feet hitting the floor.

"𝐿𝑒𝑡'𝑠 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦 𝑎 𝑔𝑎𝑚𝑒." Suddenly I hear his voice closer than I expected. I open my eyes and I see Chris right there in front of me, with his hands in his pockets, while he was watching me with a subtle smile on the corner of his lips.

"𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑔𝑎𝑚𝑒?" I ask, while my eyes were stuck on his lips, that were practically inviting me for a kiss. Chirs sits next to me and my eyes drop to his legs, that were wide open in the couch, making my body shiver, because the desire to climb on top of him and make out with him right there, was torturing me.

"𝑆𝑖𝑚𝑜𝑛 𝑠𝑎𝑦𝑠." He said and his raspy voice take me out of the trance.

"𝑆𝑖𝑚𝑜𝑛 𝑠𝑎𝑦𝑠?"

"𝐼 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑑." He says.

"𝐼 𝑎𝑚." I respond.

"𝑆𝑜 𝑙𝑒𝑡'𝑠 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦." The fucking smile on his lips grows.

"𝑂𝑘𝑎𝑦, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛..." I say, studying him and the smirk on his lips. "𝑆𝑖𝑚𝑜𝑛 𝑠𝑎𝑦𝑠, 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑓𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑒 𝑜𝑢𝑡, 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡." I take the risk and ask. I had to make sure.

"𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑠." He says simplistic, taking me by surprise. "𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝐼 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑚𝑒." He continue as he slowly approaches, causing my heart to speed up.

"𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡?- 𝐻𝑜𝑤 𝑑𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢...?" I stutter nervously because I've been discovered and at our closeness.

"𝑌𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑖𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑡." He says still getting closer, to the point where I could feel his warm breath hit my skin. "𝑁𝑜𝑤 𝑚𝑦 𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑛." Suddenly I feel his big and strong hands grabbing my waist and bringing me closer to him, making me sit on his lap.

"𝐿𝑒𝑡'𝑠 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦 𝑎 𝑔𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑆𝑖𝑚𝑜𝑛 𝑠𝑎𝑦𝑠?..." He whisper, taking a strand of my hair, placing it behind my ear, grabbing my chin and finally sealing our lips together. I shiver and my heart speeds like crazy when I feel one of his hands go to my neck, deepening the kiss, making our tongues fight for space in our mouths, while the other held my waist firmly, so he could lay me down on the couch.

"𝑆𝑖𝑚𝑜𝑛 𝑠𝑎𝑦𝑠, 𝑠𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑙𝑒𝑔𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑢𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑏𝑒ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑..." He separate our lips and whispers into my neck then giving the area a wet kiss. I feel my face heat up and my breasts going up and down like crazy. Even though I was embarrassed, I wanted to have this man like I never wanted anything in my life.

I take off my shirt and he starts leaving several wet kisses, pinches on the way down. He reaches my bra, takes it off in a bit of a hurry and moves away a little to get a better view of me lying on the couch.

"𝐻𝑜𝑙𝑦 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑡..." He whisper, alternating his gaze between my breasts. I shrink, closing my arms, embarrassed to have his eyes running up and down my body. "𝐻𝑒𝑦, 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑜𝑘𝑎𝑦...𝑊𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑝 𝑖𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡." He says, trying to make me feel more comfortable.

"𝑁𝑜, 𝑛𝑜 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑒...𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠." I say slowly opening my arms again and small smirk grows on my lips when I see him biting and licking his lips when his eyes go to my breasts and then my eyes.

"𝐴𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑒?" He whisper, licking his lips one more time. I could see that he was trying to contain himself, so I grab him by the collar of his shirt, bringing him down, facing my tits.

"𝐼'𝑣𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑠𝑜 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡. 𝐼'𝑚 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑔𝑜𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑤𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒 𝑖𝑡." I say and a smile grows on his lips. Without thinking twice he starts sucking my left tit while massaging the right one, making me gasp and bite my lower lip as I try to hold back the moans that threatened to come out. I look down and a shiver runs through my body when I see the view of Chris practically making out with my left boob, while the right one was being squeezed by his big and strong hands. "𝐻𝑚𝑚𝑚..." I groan.

"𝐻𝑚𝑚..." He moans against my boob before moving, going to the right one. "𝐹𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑦..." He whisper, taking his hand to the boob that he was before, massaging it. I let out a loud moan and I arch my back when I feel his teeth nibbling on my right boob, while he was playing with the sensibile nipple of my left one. "𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡'𝑠 𝑖𝑡...𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑖𝑡 𝑜𝑢𝑡..." He says, not taking his mouth off my boob.

"𝐹𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝐶ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑠..." I moan taking my hands to Chris's hair and squeezing a little. "𝐼 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢..." I whisper, out of breath.

He chuckles, still holding my breast in his mouth, then he gives one last hard suck, leaving a red mark on my right tit.

"𝑆𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑦, 𝐼 𝑑𝑖𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡..." He says, clearly teasing my sanity, while he starts going down to my stomach, leaving a little kisses on the way. When he reaches the hem of my sweatpants he looks at me, waiting for my word, so he could continue.

"𝐶ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑠 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒..." I groaned, frustrated with his calmness.

A smile forms on his lips and without further ado he takes off my pants, taking my panties with it, then throwing them in a random corner of the living room, leaving me completely naked on the couch. He slowly starts kissing around my crotch and I feel my body shiver and my groin heating up, letting me restless. "𝐶ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑠..." I moan.

"𝐴𝑙𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡, 𝑎𝑙𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡..." He chuckles as he reaches his hands under my thigh, lifting it up, leaving me wide open. "𝑀𝑦 𝑔𝑜𝑑...𝑆𝑜 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑒𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑒..." He whispers and runs his tongue from bottom to top tasting all the flavor on my wetness. All I knew to do was to arch my back, moan and hope that no one in the house would woke up. "𝐹𝑢𝑐𝑘..." He whispers and starts sucking my pussy. I arch my back again, consequently pulling my hips away a little and I feel Chris's firm hands holding my waist/butt, pulling me even more close to him so that I couldn't escape.

"𝐹𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝐶ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑠!" I moan, holding tighter on the couch while his tongue played with my wet and already sensitive lips.

"𝐻𝑚𝑚... 𝐹𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐶ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑡, 𝐼 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒." I roll my eyes and squirm when I feel the vibrations coming out of his mouth against my pussy. He holds my hips more firmly and he leans down, burying his face between my legs, his tongue moving constantly in and out of me as his nose brushes against my clit, making me feel like I was in heaven.

"𝑀ℎ𝑚𝑚 𝑓𝑢𝑢𝑢𝑐𝑘..." I moan again and again. At this point there was only two things on my mind. First: If I knew that Chris would be capable of making me squirm just with his tongue, I would have given in a long time ago. Second: I think im gonna cum. "𝐶ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑠! 𝐼-𝐼 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝐼'𝑚 𝑔𝑜𝑛𝑛𝑎- 𝑀ℎ𝑚𝑚 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘..." I try to form a sentence but all that comes out of my mouth are moans and more moans. I bring my hands to his hair, holding on tightly as I move my hips back and forth looking for more contact.

"𝑁𝑜. 𝑁𝑜𝑡 𝑛𝑜𝑤." his voice comes out muffled. "𝐽𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑎 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒..." Still with his mouth working intensely on my intimacy, Chris takes one of his hands to my face and putting two fingers inside my mouth muffling my moans. I try to concentrate on passing my tongue between and around the two fingers that were in my mouth, but his tongue moving in and out of me while his nose was massaging my clit, It was almost like an impossible mission.

He leaves his fingers inside my mouth for a few more seconds before bringing them to my wet and swollen pussy.

"𝑇𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ..." He says as his two fingers slipped between my lips. I gasp and hold an moan, when I feel one of his long fingers finally entering inside me. "𝑀𝑦 𝑔𝑜𝑑...𝑌𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑡𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡..." He starts moving his finger in and out of me, making me arch my back and bite my lower lip hard.

"𝑀ℎ𝑚𝑚...𝐹𝑢𝑐𝑘, 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘, 𝑓𝑢𝑢𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝐶ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑠!" I moan when he inserts another finger, starting to make scissor movements inside me, opening me up. Even though I really wanted to, I couldn't moan loud enough for the neighbors to know that the man between my legs was driving me fucking insane.

"𝐻𝑚𝑚𝑚...𝐹𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝐼 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤, 𝐼 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤. 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑔𝑜 𝑛𝑜𝑤..." He says, leaning over and covering my mouth so that I could moan as much as I wanted and the sound would be muffled, while his fingers never stopping moving in and out of me. "𝐶'𝑚𝑜𝑛... 𝐺𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑖𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑒..." He says, increasing the speed of his movements, making his long, firm fingers go deep inside me. I arch my back, moans keep coming out of my mouth, his fingers going in and out of me fucking me mercilessly and when I think it can't get any better I feel Chris's thumb pressing against my clit and slowly moving in circular movements.

“𝐹𝑢𝑐𝑘! 𝑂ℎ 𝑚𝑦-!.." I cry, squeezing Chris's arm that was covering my mouth as I watched he bit his lips, forcing his fingers deeper into me. If that was even possible.

"𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡'𝑠 𝑖𝑡..." he says before returning his mouth to my pussy not stopping thrusting his fingers into me. I feel my legs starting to shake, my intimacy more sensitive and a pressure in my stomach, warning me that I was going to cum.

"𝐹𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔...𝐶ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑠, 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡!-" I try to push him away, because I was about to cum, but he takes my hand away from him, holding my ass tightly, while with his free hand squeezes my stomach. "𝐻𝑜𝑙𝑦- 𝐹𝑈𝐶𝐾!..." I reach my limit, releasing my liquid on his face. Chris takes his fingers out of me, but keeps his mouth on my intimacy, sucking and swallowing all my liquid, while I was having spasms of pleasure.

"𝐹𝑢𝑢𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑦..." He moans, giving a few last sucks on my intimacy. He removes his face from between my legs and faces me. Breathless and sweating, I look at him and see half of his face wet making me giggle. "𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑚𝑎𝑧𝑖𝑛𝑔..." He says with a smile on his face and leans in kissing making me taste myself.

"𝑌𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑐𝑟𝑎𝑧𝑦, 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑐ℎ..." I chuckle while I regulated my breathing.

"𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑒..." He says with a big smile on his face.

"𝑌𝑒𝑎ℎ, 𝐼 𝑑𝑜..." I respond with an bigger smile.

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hii babes!! I finally finished, I hope you liked it and it is with this fic that I "present" myself here.

It's been two years I haven't written and English is not my first language so I'm sorry is this is bad. I'm always accepting suggestions to improve, you guys can leave your opinion here in the comments or even text me in private.

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frenchgremlim1808 · 2 months

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Hello yttd nation I have an announcement to make, yesterday after harassing @dailykeiji threatening him of death, asking for muppetji x baldji and calling him a grandpa I had a revelation. My third eye opened and my mind was finally cleared.

As the kanna fan I have enough, enough of people disrespecting the bucket, enough of kanna literally losing every poll she's in 😭. Enough is enough. Why is the kanna nation always losing I said to myself. And I realised. Strength is in numbers, a single individual cannot change the world but one can start the wildfire to convince others. A single spark can create the toughest fire.

Which is why I have decided to group and create a union between all the Kanna fans, to all stand besides a single banner....

I'm renaming the Kanna fandom "The Rats", why rats you may say, a single rat is only a nuisance but an army is danger. And also rats are like cute smart and very intelligent. While we are not that strong nor that influencial we are still the ones who can changes the world all together as one group.

How to join the rats you may say there is only one criteria, loving the one and only Kanna Kizuchi. Anybody can be a rats. Also all my subscribers are like already rats I mean, like, if you follow my blog you must like Kanna you know, I'm the biggest kanna fan.

I am inviting you all to become a rats. I am also inviting people in being apart of the rats, you were chosen to be members of our new found mutual strength.

I am inviting to become exclusive rats members @averagecatdoodlesenjoyer (who owns a kanna blog) @gr33ncynth @bouquet-of-blood-and-bones @daily-bucket-girl @five-crows-in-a-trenchcoat @runetallem @thatoneluckybee and everyone from the discord honestly.

So as the new rats lord I will create a tag #rats assembly, this tag will be used to make us do something all together and defend the honor of the bucket.

Also brody I want you to know, I promised an army man, I'm at your door in your walls brody, I have decide to start to attack Brody. Be aware of your ears brody.

#yttd #your turn to die #kimi ga shine #I love how this post has kinda no context for people who weren't on the discord #Anyway this is all in good fun I just thought the rats was a cool name for us the kanna fandom #In the tags you can reblog to become a member of the rats of course even like I mean Idk I'm just having fun #Actually no this is not in good fun I am actually going to kill you Brody #rats assembly #kanna kizuchi #I am now the rats lord #This is kinda half a joke

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whxre-bxby · 1 year

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May I request mansk smut. I barely see anyone write for him and he just needs some love 😭😭. Just some sweet love making for him and the reader 💕

YES MISS GURL HERE WE GO BITCHES

"Late Night Feels"

Mansk (recom/Na’vi) x Y/N (recom/Na’vi f.)

Summary: During a game night with a few recoms, you can’t help but notice Mansk’s lingering eyes. When you confront him about it he gets shy before confessing and the man is whipped. After his heartfelt confession, you can’t keep your composure anymore and you both go to his room.

WARNINGS: SMUT, Fluff (so freakin cute), swear words, praise-kink (Mansk), f. Oral receiving, penetration, Mansk whimpering (yesss), breeding kink, mating

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Word count: 9421

The recom team had built many new routines since being brought back to life on Pandora. One of them started when neither of us could fall asleep because our bodies felt so foreign to us. We were able to play it off during the day in front of everyone, but once we were left alone, most of us couldn’t stand it.

I was having a second life crisis, almost breaking down in front of my mirror. To calm down, I needed to leave the confined space that was meant to serve as a room.

I ended up in the cafeteria/kitchen for the recoms, holding a glass of water and staring into nothingness.

Mansk was the first to enter the kitchen after me. My presence startled him a little but we were both so out of it I didn’t even notice anyone walk in. He also got himself a glass of water and that was when Lyle walked in. Following him came Zdinarsk and then Ja. That was the group. The others seemed to have fallen asleep normally.

We cleared the air by agreeing that we were extremely uncomfortable, but no one wanted to talk about it including me. So instead of talking, Lyle suggested we play cards to get our minds off of things. No one had anything better to do, so we agreed.

That’s how the routine of a weekly game night started. Every Thursday, we would meet after curfew in the diner by the kitchen and play cards around a table. It lightened the mood and definitely helped.

Today was a Thursday. The lights had all been turned off and everyone had gone to their rooms. The only people awake were the human soldiers assigned night watch and they were on the other side of the facility.

I smiled, feeling a little calmer now that I knew I could go play cards and not have to sleep.

As usual, I walked through the empty corridors and into the cafeteria. Ja and Mansk were already there and were currently pushing the tables together. I greeted them, getting the stack of cards from beneath the counter and grabbing a chair to sit by the table. Within a few minutes, Lyle and Z-Dog had arrived.

Now, we were all sitting in a circle, with one light on in the corner as we played. The game had been going on for about an hour and we were still having fun. I was getting slightly tired and Ja had yawned next to me so I wasn’t the only one.

“How ‘bout one last round and then we call it a night?” Ja suggested, taking everyone’s cards and shuffling them.

“Hopefully Lyle won’t lose again.” Z teases and I chuckle, taking a sip from my glass. Mansk smiles to himself before staring down at his hands. He’s sitting opposite me.

“No need to worry. I’m feelin’ this round. It’s my time now, people.” Lyle assures with a grin, leaning forward and resting his elbows on the table.

“Whatever you say.” Ja returns the grin, passing out a new round of cards to everyone again.

We played and guess what? Lyle did in fact not win. Nor did he even get anywhere close to it.

I placed my cards in the middle with a smile, showing that I won. All the others had gotten rid of their cards already and it was just Lyle and me. Lyle was still holding at least seven.

He huffed, throwing his cards to the middle in defeat.

“You guys are cheatin’. Ja’s shufflin’ it wrong.” Lyle argues and I bite my lip to contain laughter. Ja looks almost offended.

“That’s 5 losses in a row.” Mansk says and I nod, while my grin widens. Z-Dog is pressing her fist over her mouth to cover her smile but Lyle sees us.

“Okay, quit laughin'. I’ll beat you both now.” Lyle adds, taking his new set of cards and looking at them.

“How about we play until Lyle doesn’t lose?” I suggest and Z laughs while Lyle huffs in annoyance.

“Sounds good.” Ja adds, leaning back on his chair.

“Okay, then this is the last round.” Lyle states, building up a confident attitude to beat the game. Mansk looks up at me and we exchange looks, questioning Lyle’s words but we suppress laughter to not upset him.

I think you know what’s coming.

Let me ease your mind and inform you, that that was indeed not the last round we played.

The game went on for another good 30-40 minutes, with Lyle refusing to speak after each loss of a round. Ja would quietly shuffle while we exchanged mocking looks. Lyle wasn’t having it.

Finally, Lyle hadn’t won first but had not lost.

The rounds before where he lost would have been a little boring if it wouldn’t have been for one person in particular.

Sitting across from me were lingering eyes belonging to Mansk. He wasn’t wearing his signature shades and I caught him looking at me a few times. The looks were harmless and innocent, yet I felt like there was more to them.

I wondered what had caught his eye because I was definitely not wearing anything impressive. I had a loose and oversized t-shirt on, which I slept in and some comfortable shorts that had pockets which I loved.

I wasn’t wearing a bra and my hair was messy. It wasn’t the first time I hadn’t worn a bra around them. Z also wasn’t because we were about to head to bed anyway. Except for today, my shirt was grey and not black so I guess my chest was more visible. But he wasn’t the type of guy to rudely stare so I don’t think that was it.

Anyway, Z-Dog was holding the last cards and thereby lost while Lyle celebrated in her face. She was annoyed she lost to him and said goodnight before walking off. I was smiling to myself as he followed her down the hallway, repeating how easy it was to beat her and how she made a mistake. As if he hadn’t lost the last 10 rounds in a game he most likely made up and even suggested in the first place.

Ja yawned again, rolling his shoulders and finishing his water before walking towards the hallway.

“See you tomorrow guys. Was fun with you.” he said and I smiled.

“Good night.”

With that Ja left while I still sat at the table with Mansk. I finished my water while he put the deck of cards back into their box.

Seeing all the empty glasses around the table I sighed and pushed my chair back. Getting up, I collected the glasses and carried them to the sink, leaving Mansk behind at the table.

Of course, Lyle had been drinking some sweet juice and not water so his glass had stained red. I turned on the tap and started washing up.

Behind me, Mansk had noticed my actions and wanted to help out. He returned the chairs to their original spots and pulled the tables back apart before slowly walking to me.

He stopped, observing you from a small distance. He had been trying to not get caught up in his thoughts while playing but it was difficult with you looking this good to him. He knew you wouldn’t understand if he told you, but he loved how you looked right now. To be honest, he always liked the way you looked but right now, it was the best he’s seen yet.

The way the huge t-shirt draped from your smaller figure almost covering your shorts and riding up slightly there where your tail was had him mesmerised. Your loose and let down hair which was finally for once not restricted and pulled back in a ponytail or any other hairdo you did with your braid and hair made him unable to stop staring.

You looked so comfortable and real to him. In military uniform and during training, he found you intimidating and would choose to not approach you. Now, you looked like you had finally let your guard down and were more welcoming to him. That's why he looked forward to game nights. He looked forward to seeing you as you were. Not the tough girl that sometimes even scared him. Don’t get him wrong, he always thought you looked hot, even when training or fighting. But he felt as though he could not talk to you then. Now, with the others around and during games, it was easier and you seemed nicer.

I felt his presence behind me and I brushed it off for a good 10 seconds until it started distracting me from washing up properly.

Glancing behind me, I see Mansk comfortably standing and watching me. When he sees me turn my head around, he quickly turns away and places the stack of cards back underneath the counter that I got them from.

I return my gaze to the cups and smile to myself, loving the effect I had on him. It was a surprise when I noticed how Mansk would get intimidated by me, but I decided to have some fun with him.

Luckily, he didn’t walk away. Mansk walked up next to me, picking up a glass and helping me wash up.

“Oh it’s okay, I had that.” I say, not wanting him to feel pressured into helping me. A small and faint smile stretches across his face.

“I’m not gonna just leave you here to clean up after everyone.” he replied, his voice a little hoarse but nevertheless soft and kind.

“How about just watching me instead, huh?” I tease him, grinning and nudging his side with my hip while my tail flicks in his direction. In contrast, his tail stops comfortably swaying and his ears lean back a little.

I notice his tenseness and look up at him, the grin turning into a smile.

He’s blushing, but I won’t point it out just yet. There’s more I can do.

I finish washing the cups and Lyle’s sticky glass, placing them on the bottom of the sink. Mansk is still rubbing away at his glass like he was a few minutes ago.

“I think it’s clean.” I speak up, seeming to pull him out of his thoughts. He opens his mouth to say something but I’m already pulling the glass from his grasp and placing it to the others. Mansk doesn’t stop me.

“Can you pass me the towel?” I ask and he glances at me, his ears perking before looking to his side. It seems to take him a while to process what I said, so I nudge him a little.

“Please?” I give him innocent doe eyes and his ears perk forward even more, his eyes staring down into my own.

“Y- yeah, sure.” he replies, trying to pull himself together and he hands me the towel.

“Thanks.” I say, taking a glass and drying it. With the second glass I take out, I turn around, with my back facing the sink while I lean against it and stare into the open and dark cafeteria.

Mansk reaches for another towel, takes a glass and continues helping me dry them in silence.

“If Lyle doesn’t start winning, we’re gonna have to come up with a new game.” I chuckle, trying to ease the atmosphere for him because I could tell he felt awkward even though he was quite good at hiding it.

“Yeah.” Mansk smirks, dropping his head a little and chuckling. “Ja knows a few. It won’t get boring.”

“It wouldn’t get boring anyway.” I say, hinting at his previous lingering eyes. He doesn’t quite catch up, or maybe he does and he tries to avoid that conversation.

“It wouldn’t? With Lyle always losin’?” he asks, glancing at me. I smirk, putting the previous glass away and grabbing a new one.

“Nah. You kept it interesting.”

I can see from the corner of my eye how his tail stills again and his body tenses. Our body language is much clearer now as Na’vi and he has become easy for me to read.

He doesn’t reply but I hear him swallow.

“Was there something on my shirt?” I ask, continuing to push it, knowing damn well my shirt had little to do with his staring. I wanted to fluster him and have him stutter until he was forced to confess everything.

“Uh- no. No your shirts fine.” he starts to talk, stumbling over his words. His voice is unsure and he doesn’t seem to know what to say. “I, uhm-”

Even through his deep voice, one could still tell he was nervous. I loved it.

Mansk also always spoke clearly and used minimal words. To have him fucking stutter is amazing.

“Oh shit, is it see-through?” I gasp, pretending to panic and he does too.

“No- No no it’s not.” he says, turning to me and I bite my lip, giggling.

He realises I’m messing with him and turns back to face the room in silence. Yep, he’s embarrassed.

“I’m sorry, I just find it funny that I can tease you.” I say, unable to hide my grin. He smiles but his ears are strained back. A nervous smile perhaps?

I press myself against his side, knowing the initiated body contact will frustrate him.

“You need to loosen up, Mansk.” I say, all innocent again while I caress his leg with my tail. He doesn’t move, he just stays still. I can hear how quickly his heart is beating, even through his unsteady breaths.

“Aw, come on. What is it?” I say, playing stupid and nudging his side. “You don’t like me? I can leave if you want?”

He scoffs a little. Not in a rude way, but to himself.

“Of course I like you, it’s not that.” he speaks and I smile again, putting the cup down and facing him.

“What is it then?”

A minute of silence passes before he speaks up again.

“I don’t know what you mean.” he says, but clearly he is suppressing something.

“Do I make you nervous?” I ask, looking up at him and his eyes shoot to me, hinting at panic. Bingo.

“Is it because I’m not wearing a bra? Was that why you were looking earlier?” I tease, knowing it's not the reason.

He grimaced at the thought of you thinking he was looking at you only because your chest wasn’t covered with a double layer like usual. Mansk was admiring all of you before and would never want you to think of him rudely checking you out.

“No.” he states, almost whispering. His voice got caught in his throat.

“No? You don’t like my chest?” I ask, faking those wide innocent eyes again. His gaze returns to me and he opens his mouth to answer but no words come out. I watch his adam's apple bob as he swallows nervously and there I have my answer. His response makes me grin and he knows he fucked up.

“I wasn’t lookin’ because of that.” Mansk says, seeming almost irritated. I don’t say anything, I only glance at him again, waiting for him to elaborate.

He’s looking down but my silence makes him glance back at me too. He had to keep talking now.

“I just- think… you know. You look nice.” he says, his voice fading into a mumble. His words take me by slight surprise.

“I look nice?” I ask, chuckling a little. A small wave of panic flows through me when I realise my reaction might discourage him but luckily it doesn’t.

“Yeah. You look comfortable. It’s beautiful.” he pushes the words out and they electrify my heart, sending waves through my body that kill all the tiredness.

“Fuck, now you’re making me feel special.” I giggle, clutching my face in my hands and letting them slide down. The next time I look up, he is already looking at me again.

“Tell me more,” I beg him, wanting to hear everything that’s on his mind.

He looks surprised. As if he were expecting me to walk away after he said that. Mansk listens.

“You don’t look as… badass, like you do when training.” he says and my own ears perk up. What does that mean?

I questionably look up at him, wondering whether this was becoming insulting or cute.

“Which I don’t mind.” he saves it, quickly. “You look amazing when you train. Fuck. But I’d never be able to talk to you like this.” Mansk seems to be forgetting he’s confessing his deepest secret and is focusing on making sure I understand without feeling uncomfortable.

“You think I look good?” I ask, staring deeply into the empty room.

“More than just good. Fuckin’ angel.” he mumbles, looking like he wants to retreat into himself because he’s said too much. He looks down, slightly turned away from me.

“God, you’re making this hard for me.” I chuckle and he glances back at me, confused. Mansk looks worried as if he made a mistake.

“I wanted to tease you more but now you have me fucking blushing.” I say and his ears perk all the way up. His worry fades when he realises that I am indeed blushing. And his eyes widen and almost sparkle when he reminds himself that it's because of him.

“You look even prettier.” he mumbles.

“Stop. This is not how the tables were meant to turn.” I talk over him, making him smile.

“Hm.” Mansk mumbles, putting the things down and turning away to leave.

“Where are you going?” I ask, wondering why the conversation was ending at the best part.

“It’s late, I thought you wanted to go sleep early today?” he answers, stopping in his steps and turning around.

Does he really think I’ve been playing with him just for kicks this whole time?

“Late my ass. I’m not done with you.” I say. He had put the towels back and just stared at me with curious wide eyes. His lips were slightly parted too. This was the cutest and most attractive man ever.

“You think I tease you for no reason?” I ask, quickly putting the glass down and grabbing his hand. He lets me lead him away from the sink and out of the room. Even though he’s much taller and could easily resist, he lets me pull him away.

“Where are you goin’?” he asks, seeming a little hesitant. More confused and self-conscious. He didn’t know whether he had done something wrong and if he had he would never forgive himself.

I curse. “Of course, they put the women’s rooms on the other side of the fucking facility.”

Mansk watches my every move intently. In the back of his mind, he can imagine what the best-case scenario would be but he knows that there is no way that will happen so he doesn’t question it.

“Where’s your room?” I ask and he looks at me as if he’s seen a ghost.

“What?”

“You heard me. Come on.” I say, smiling at his shocked face. “Unless you don’t want this. Then I can go.”

Mansk can’t believe his ears. Want this? The man has needed this for the past month or two. But he doesn’t want to be the one to bring it up in case you aren’t thinking of the same thing. He treasures the talks he has with you and he would never risk losing that.

“Don’t want what?” he asks.

“Mansk, I need you. Right now. If you want to fuck, tell me where your room is and let’s do something about it.”

He gulps, his eyes just staring at me as his mind goes blank. That was it, Mansk was blown away and officially couldn’t believe the events unfolding before him.

“Hm?” I ask, spurring him on because I was getting a little more desperate than I wanted to be.

“207…” he whispers. Realising his voice is gone he clears his throat and tries to keep himself composed.

I nod, turning around and walking us there. Luckily it was close, much closer than my room. We arrive at his door and I stand there, looking at him to unlock it but Mansk is once again just gazing at me.

“Keys.” I say, becoming impatient. Every time I looked at him I felt my body become hotter.

“Really?” he slowly asks, his ears perking forward, giving me all his attention.

“Really what?” I ask, trying to figure out what he’s going on about.

“You want me?” His voice is so soft and the way he unsurely says it melts me. It seems as though he is still a little worried I’m messing with him again and that his feelings will be hurt. This huge bulky man in front of me suddenly seems like this tiny, fragile, cuddly bear. His hand is resting in the pocket of his sweats as his slightly slumping posture no longer shines the intimidating energy it does when he wears his uniform and shades.

“Mansk, you are the reason I go to those goddamn game nights.” I start explaining, catching on to him feeling unsure about himself. He needs reassurance and I get that. A year ago I would have too.

“You think I’d be going just to see Lyle lose his shit every time. I mean it can be nice but you make it better.”

His face lights up and the doubt is slowly being washed away. The man can’t believe what he’s hearing. He lifts his dropped head to meet my eyes.

“You happen to also look absolutely fucking amazing and this new tank top you’re wearing is really doing it for me. So if you would kindly open this door-”

I’m cut off by Mansk hastily getting his keys from the pocket of his sweats, which have to my delight started to strain and swiftly unlocking the door. He effortlessly pushes it wide open and extends his hand out to let me go inside first.

“Thank you.” I whisper but it's barely audible.

The little gesture makes my heart flutter and I step inside. He walks in after me, flicking the light on and kicking the door closed.

I quickly scan the room before turning back around to face him. He’s thrown his keys onto his nightstand and his eyes met mine. Again, Mansk didn’t want to be pushy and initiate the contact in case I had changed my mind. But god, had he been longing for your touch for so long.

I sighed, knowing I was down bad for him. My no romance in the workplace rule was long gone right now.

I take a step towards him so that he is closer to me. He is still a head taller so he peers down as I extend my arm and cup his cheek to pull him down to me.

“Kiss me.” I whisper. The words make Mansk think he’s in heaven.

Mansk more than happily obliges, shivering from excitement at the touch of you on his cheek. Our lips are just inches apart as we share breaths for a few seconds before both of us can’t stand it and our lips finally meet.

I relish in the moment while Mansk’s mind is getting blurry from the wonderland he is in.

The kiss deepens and I wrap my arms around his neck. Finally, he feels more confident and one of his hands holds the back of my head, right under my braid, while the other slides down my waist.

I notice how he keeps it on my waist and my waist only, not sliding down below my hips. His respect and politeness amaze me and I add it to the list of things I love about him, but right now it needs to change.

I slide my palm up his arm, gently holding his hand before pushing it down further.

Mansk’s ears perk up and he inhales shakily through his nose when I put his hand down on my ass.

I pull away while doing this to see his reaction and make sure I’m not overstepping any boundaries. His wide eyes meet mine again and I watch how his pupils expand the longer he looks at me.

I give him a small smile, to reassure him but also because I couldn’t hold him back. I felt so happy being around him and that he liked me this way made me want to scream and jump around.

His large hands on me made me feel safe. Even though I knew I was capable of protecting myself, this felt nice. Better than nice in fact. I was in heaven too.

“You’re so beautiful…” he whispered, his eyes flickering between mine slowly. My own eyes widened at his comment and my breath got caught in my chest. He really meant it, I could see that he did. I’ve never felt this appreciated and it made me feel a little emotional in fact. I wanted to return the feeling to him and make him feel as good as possible because I started to realise that he meant so much to me.

Without further hesitation, I slowly leaned in again, letting my eyes flutter closed. Mansk watched me with heart eyes, closing his own eyes and drowning in euphoria from the feeling of our lips meeting once again.

I press my body against his this time, wrapping my arms around his neck while one hand runs over the back of his head. In the process, I sway my hips forward and against his abdomen, feeling what I could only hope and anticipate was his erection.

Mansk groaned into the kiss and I felt him shiver again. Seeing him be so responsive to my touch had me craving to hear more from him.

I let one of my arms drift down from his neck and run along his strong shoulders. I was never able to identify my exact type but feeling his muscles really had an effect on me. His almost extreme strength was amazing to me and the fact that he rarely used it to its full extent made it that much better.

I flatten my palm out while Mansk deepens the kiss, slipping his tongue past my lips. I gasp but push myself further into him, letting him know I loved it. Fuck, he really knew what he was doing.

His one hand was still gently resting on my ass while the other pulled me further into him by my lower waist. Our tails flicked around behind us uncontrollably and subconsciously showing our excitement. Snitches.

I ran my palm down his bulky chest, feeling his muscles and the texture of his tank top. I fumbled with his dog tag, wrapping my hand around it and bringing him down closer to me by gently pulling at it.

He responded by holding my body even closer as if he never planned on letting go.

I then let my hand drop and dipped my fingers underneath his top, feeling his warm and bare skin beneath. He sighed at the feeling and we pulled away, both almost gasping for air.

I gripped the hem of my shirt and peeled it off, pulling it over my head. Mansk saw my movement and quickly followed, throwing his tank top to the side.

When his eyes met me they changed from being half-lidded to opening wider again. It only now occurred to him that I was half-naked before him and he was clearly having a hard time not being polite. Mansk looked away and I could see how nervous and worked up he was.

I giggled, putting my own top over a chair in his room before taking a few steps to him again. He slowly looked at me, keeping his eyes firmly on my face and not letting his gaze falter. His expression makes me smile.

“You can look, you know?” I say softly, watching his ears twitch at my words. “I’m yours if you want me to be.”

Mansk’s breath got caught in his throat and I saw how flushed he was, trying his best not to fold in front of me. Slowly, he let his eyes drift from my face to my lips, then my neck, bare collarbones and finally to my chest.

His lips parted as he shakily exhaled and stared at me in awe. I never had anyone look at me like that before.

Another small sigh left his lips while he was still processing the fact that this was happening to him. You trusted him enough and wanted him enough to be in his room like this with him.

I take a step towards him, my own gaze faltering as I admire his bare, sculpted torso.

My hand raises and Mansk is brought out of his little dream by my touch. I rest my palm on his chest, slowly tracing it over the patterns on his skin and down his abs, to his v-line.

I look up, redoing the same thing but this time feeling his shoulders too.

“You’re so pretty…” I whisper, not thinking about my words. They just slip out.

Mansk was speechless, watching your hand travel over his torso. You liked the way he looked? He knew he didn’t look bad, he just thought it was regular for the military and especially now for Na’vi. But you liked it. You liked him. It’s official now, the man is whipped for you.

I grin, loving his innocent and gentle reactions.

Slowly, I apply pressure on his chest and push him backwards. Mansk takes a few steps in the direction I need him to and within seconds, the back of his knees hit the frame of his bed and he is forced to sit down.

I stay standing in front of him and lean down to give him another kiss, before pulling away again. He leans forward, chasing my lips, not wanting to end the contact.

A smile forms on my lips as I find his begging eyes once more. They shoot down to my hands and abdomen once he realises I’m pulling my shorts and panties down.

Mansk inhales sharply as I step out of the last bits of clothing I have on and just watches me in admiration. I happen to also notice how almost painfully strained his sweatpants have become.

“You look like an angel…” he softly says, his eyes scanning and taking all of me in. I scoff, unable to handle all the compliments.

“I want to make you feel good.” I whisper, climbing onto him. Mansk smiles at my reaction and leans back a little to give me space. I sit on his lap with a leg on either side of his and wrap my arms loosely around his neck again.

He keeps looking at me while having his hands firmly placed on the bed.

“You can touch me too.” I grin, biting my lips and he lets out a soft chuckle, feeling a little embarrassed that he keeps getting caught staring.

His hands gently caress my waist and thighs and one confidently moves down to my ass.

He squeezes my cheek and I sigh, letting my eyes close for a split second. Knowing he’s getting a reaction from me, Mansk feels more confident to touch more of me.

His right-hand pushes a few strands of hair over my shoulder and then slowly drifts down to my chest. He watches my reaction for any sign of discomfort but he doesn’t get it and soon he is caressing and massaging my breasts. I sigh again in pleasure, letting my head slightly fall forward, almost landing on his shoulder.

Mansk can’t stop himself from melting into me and he pulls me closer, letting his head drop to the crook of my neck, gently kissing the skin while his hot breath sends butterflies to my stomach.

I trace the muscles on his back with my hand while the other holds onto his shoulder. My tail caresses his leg while his own one repeatedly thuds against the mattress in happiness and excitement.

As mentioned, Mansk is in heaven and he lets himself finally relax completely against me.

His face leans down in between my breasts and both his hands wrap around my waist, hugging me and pulling my closer to him. I respond by cradling his head and holding him, feeling how my touch-starved state is finally being cured.

We just relish in each other's touch for a few minutes, our hands tracing up and down the other's body before I slowly pull away and support his head when he lifts it up. My palm cradles his flushed cheek as we lock eyes again.

“What do you want?” I ask him, wanting to give him whatever I can. “I’ll do it.” I say, and I see how his eyes light up. He must be thinking of something.

“Just tell me and I can help you.” I whisper, kissing his cheek before moving down and gently biting his neck.

Mansk whimpers when I nibble at the skin of his neck and it makes my stomach twist with more excitement. I hold his head again, peppering kisses to the area.

I look up at him again and he takes another deep, shaky breath.

“Please tell me. I want to make you feel good.” I say and it seems to affect him.

Mansk is surprised by your words. He wanted to worship your body and here you were, offering him the same. You were too good to be true, but he wanted to please you before you even got started with making him feel good. There was something he had been longing of doing for the past months he had you on his mind.

We locked eyes again and he looked away before I made him look at me again.

“Sit on my face.” he whispered and I froze, replaying the words in my head. That’s what he wanted?

“Please.” he breathed out. That’s all the confirmation I needed.

“Yes, baby.” I reply and he shivers at the name I gave him. Slowly, I push him back so that he is laying beneath me. I lean down to give him a kiss of appreciation before I move up his body, eventually hovering over his head. The mattress dipped around his head as he watched me get in position.

Once again, the man's eyes were wide and his pupils were blown. He lifted his hands up, gently resting them on my hips as I found my stability.

Mansk’s eyes were fixated on my bare heat for a few good long seconds before his gaze flickered up and met mine again.

I wasn’t sure exactly how to do this and I didn’t want to hurt him. He seemed to catch on to my uneasiness.

“Y/N, let me make you feel good.” he says, sounding a little desperate. His breath is uneven while his hands try to slowly pull my hips down.

“But that’s what-”

"Please.” he breathes out again. I now notice his glossy, begging eyes and it makes me gulp. All I can do is nod and when he starts pulling me down on him, I don’t stop him.

I’m hovering right above his face and I gasp when my core makes contact with his nose. He leans his head up and I feel his tongue swipe up between my folds.

I gasp, biting my lip while staring down at him. This was completely new to me.

Before he can continue, Mansk wraps his arms fully around my thighs, tugging me further down one last time before locking me in.

I am almost literally sitting on his face now and Mansk can’t stop himself from digging in. His tongue works wonders, circling my clit before licking all around it and then teasing my entrance.

When I feel him do the last thing I whimper, letting my head drop forwards and leaning on my arms in front of me. Holy shit. My breathing becomes ragged.

Soon enough, Mansk starts devouring me like a starved man and I’m completely losing it. I’ve become a panting mess, having to bite down on my fist to not make any extremely loud noises. It feels so amazing my thighs start to quiver around his head.

Suddenly, Mansk circles my entrance and then pushes the tip of his tongue into me.

“Holy fu-” I swear, inhaling sharply while arching my back. I push myself up, leaning back and steadying my hands behind me on his bare torso.

Mansk doesn’t stop and I notice how his tail almost starts to wag when he hears the noise I made.

I can feel my orgasm approaching and my mouth drops open as I try to keep my composure.

“Mansk-” I whine out and he groans into me when he hears his name. “I’m so close…”

I try to suppress it, just to make this moment last a little longer but suddenly I feel light waves of vibrations beneath me, going straight to my core. I especially feel them on my hands that are resting behind me, on his bare chest.

Mansk started fucking purring while comfortingly stroking my thighs and that was all it took for me to lose my mind.

“Mansk! Oh my god.” I moan, my words gradually becoming less audible. He tightens his grip on me, completely locking my lower body down so that I literally can’t move or lift my hips off of him. He continues to tongue fuck me, riding out my orgasm while my legs shake and my vision becomes blurry for a few good seconds.

I lean forward, my mouth gaping open while my tail tightly curls around one of his arms.

Once I’ve finally come down a little, Mansk continues to lick me but he is a whole lot gentler now. His hands loosen, and slowly drift down my waist, giving me the opportunity to sit up.

I lift myself off of him, leaning forward and lifting a leg over his head so that I was now sitting next to him.

My face was now flushed too and I was a panting mess, my ears slightly drooped to the sides.

Mansk sat up, turning to his side to face me. He had a prideful grin on his face which made me smile. One of his hands found mine and he held it, making my heart flutter.

I watched him lick his glistening lips and my eyes widened. He was amazing.

“How was that?” he asked. I would have expected it to be said in a teasing manner but it seemed like a genuine question.

“You made my vision go blank for a few seconds.” I gasp, unable to hold back a small laugh. “Holy shit, my legs are still shaking.”

His grin returns and he smiles to himself. This was by far the best moment on Pandora for him.

I notice the tent in his crotch area and make it my mission to have him as fucked out as me.

Steadily, I move over to him, straddling his waist again. His grin slowly fades when he watches my movements in a lust-drunk haze. His erection was becoming a little painful for Mansk but he would ignore it if you told him to. He would eat you out for hours if you asked and quite literally do basically anything for you right now.

I settle on his waist and go to touch him but Mansk gently stops me. I lock eyes with him a wave of worry floods me when I see how hesitant he looks. Maybe I did something wrong or took it too far.

“Y/N?” he softly asks, his eyes looking sad.

“Yes?” I answer, my voice hinting to worry.

“I really like you…” he says, his voice quiet, barely above a whisper. I just listen, knowing there is more to come.

“I really don’t want this to be just a one-time thing.” Mansk adds. He was worried I was just using him to get off.

“Mansk, I want you. No one else… just you.” I say, watching his ears twitch and noting every little reaction. “If you want me too, this will definitely not be the only time we do this.”

He seems a little relieved but not quite fully.

“Do you feel the same way?” he asks, and I wonder for a few seconds. “I mean, romantically. Not just through attraction.”

“Yes.” I whisper, letting my tail caress his leg. “Mansk, I think I love you.”

His eyes light up at the words. He can’t believe it.

“I love you more.” he whispers, closing his eyes and pressing his forehead to mine.

“Not possible.” I add, smiling. My heart is racing and I just want to litter kisses all over him.

“Let me take care of you now.” I whisper, moving my face close to his. He exhales a shaky breath in response, his eyes not leaving mine.

I press our lips together, unable to get enough of him. The taste of me is still lingering on his lips and something about it turns me on even more.

I run my hand down the back of his head before feeling all over his toned torso. My kisses move from his lips to his jaw, before giving attention to the other side of his neck. His heavy breath is fanning against my shoulder and he buries his hot face in the crook of my neck.

My hands slide down, tracing over his v-line and running along the waistband of his pants, making him shiver.

Mansk lets his eyes flutter closed as he focuses on feeling my fingertips caress his skin and near the place he needs me so desperately.

I tuck my fingertips below the waistband and move back slightly to look at him.

“Can I?” I ask, wanting to make sure he was okay with this.

“Fuck yes.” he breathes out and his answer makes me smile.

Slowly, I start to tug his pants down and he leans down on his arms which are on either side of him and lifts his hips up along with me on them. I pull the pants down and let them fall behind me, down his ankles where he kicks them off.

Mansk sighs in relief as his dick is freed from its previous restraints.

I don’t move, staring down between our bodies with parted lips and I feel my mouth start salivating. He was bigger than I would have ever imagined. I’m saying his dick stood up to almost the same height as my stomach.

Mansk notices and his ears droop a little in embarrassment. Good embarrassment. His face was flushed again and he looked mesmerising.

“Don’t be embarrassed, you’re such a beautiful boy.” I say, cupping his cheek and loving his shy reaction. My praise made his heartbeat speed up and it warmed his heart.

The big stone-cold giant had found someone who brought his heart to life.

I reach down in between our bodies, tracing down his now bare abdomen before gently wrapping my hand around the base of his throbbing member. Mansk shudders at the contact, trying to contain his excitement.

I bite my lip, gently stroking him a few times just to test the waters.

Mansk’s shoulders relaxed and his lips parted at the feeling, but his tail was going wild.

I want to show him how much I love him so I start peppering kisses to his shoulder, collarbone and then chest. He sighs in pleasure, letting his head drop forwards again while I keep a slow pace.

I grip his bicep to hold myself against him, my head now resting on his shoulder as I slightly tighten my fist around him and speed up the pace just a tiny bit.

Mansk presses his forehead into my neck, panting against my warm skin. I rub my thumb over his sensitive tip, which I now notice is leaking a few beads of precum and Mansk whimpers, closing his eyes again.

Hearing him make that noise had my stomach twisting in excitement and made me feel needy all over again.

I lean forwards, readjusting myself on his lap when my braid falls over my shoulder. Mansk saw it from the corner of his eye and lifted his head to look. We were both still getting used to our new bodies and that included handling a long piece of braided hair with a nerve cord in it.

Seeing it seemed to spark the same idea in him as it did in me. We knew now how Na’vi connected themselves with Eywa and the creatures of Pandora. They used their queue. It was also roughly known that the same was done for mating between two Na’vi.

Mansk looked up at me and I stared back, thinking about it for a while.

I picked up the end of my braid, examining my hair and then Mansk slowly reached behind him and pulled his braid over his shoulder.

My eyes shot to his one and we exchanged eye contact in silence for a few seconds.

“Do you want to…?” Mansk asks, whispering this time.

I smile. “Mhm.”

“I’m not sure exactly how-”

“It’s fine, I read the manual.” I confirm, knowing most of the team just skipped through the files before we were reborn. The files informing us about our new bodies.

He smiles. Of course, I read it.

I pinch the end of my queue, revealing the nerve strands that move around like tentacles, searching for a source to connect to.

Mansk mirrors my movements, doing the same with his queue. We watch them for a few moments before he brings his closer to mine.

I do the same and we watch as the strands find each other, entangling in one another and forming one strong cord which glows with white light.

We lock eyes and our pupils subtract before blowing wide again as we feel electricity shoot through our bodies. The feeling is slightly overwhelming and it feels like we just gained new senses but I can now feel him and vice versa.

I hold on to him to steady myself and we both breathe through it before Mansk presses his lips to mine. I immediately kiss him back, feeling twice as turned on now.

I shift my hips closer to him, wrapping my arms around his neck to hold him close to me. Mansk lets his hands roam my naked body, running them up and down my slightly arched back before attaching one to my breast.

I purr against him, breaking the kiss and rubbing my cheek against his. I’ve never needed to be so close to someone before.

He bucks his hips up, desperately needing to feel some friction or touch and I help him out.

My hand wraps around his shaft again while our formed tsaheylu strand hangs between us.

Mansk inhales sharply and I lift myself up a little, to line him up with my now-aching pussy.

He watches, holding his breath as I rub his tip between my folds, covering it in slick. His hands grip my hips, not pushing me down, but just needing to grab onto something.

Slowly, I ease myself onto him, my hand grasping his shoulder as I close my eyes and focus. Mansk lets out a ragged breath, watching my movement with half-lidded eyes.

I let myself sink down about halfway, taking a few deep breaths just to get used to his size. My body seemed to be extra sensitive and all my senses were activated.

I move up, leaving just his tip inside me before sinking all the way down and bottoming out. Mansk is biting his lip to try and suppress his noises but a whine still leaves him. I gasp, leaning my weight on him. Already, I felt overstimulated.

“You feel so good…” he whispers, his voice hinting to how needy he feels.

“Fuck, sorry. Give me a minute.” I answer, feeling a little lightheaded.

“Don’t fuckin’ apologise. I’d wait for hours if you need me to.” he breathily answers, pulling me against his chest and wrapping his hands around me.

His answer goes straight to my heart and I want to fucking smother him in kisses. “God I love you so much.” I say, kissing him again. The kiss is sloppy because we’re both a little overwhelmed but it feels so good.

After a few moments, I roll my hips making Mansk break the kiss and gasp slightly. I do it a few more times and watch him unfold before me. All tension and stress left his body and he let his head drop into the crook of my neck again.

“Holy fuck-” he mumbles against my skin as I continue my movements.

Then I lift myself up a little again, before lowering myself down. This time it felt more like a thrust because we were both covered in wetness and precum and I got used to his size which hit my cervix every time I bottomed out.

Mansk hisses, his ears flattening back.

Soon, I managed to keep a regular pace and Mansk supported me by lifting my hips with me. One of his hands slid down my hips, gripping my ass before digging into the flesh between my thigh and ass.

“So good.” I mumble, my eyes fluttering closed as I slowly get lost in the feeling. I notice Mansk’s pinned back ears perk up for a second before returning to their previous position. The man lives for praise.

I try to speed it up a little but this whole situation has me overwhelmed and I’m still so sensitive from my last orgasm, my legs starts shaking and giving out. Mansk notices and helps me still my movements.

“You okay?” he asks and I nod, breathing heavily.

“Sorry, I-”

I’m cut off by Mansk lifting me off of him and laying me down on his bed, while our queue’s stay connected. I stare up at him as he turns and climbs on top of me, smirking. Oh, this man was going to be the death of me.

“No apologies.” he whispers, reminding me of his previous words. I gulp, my eyes not leaving his and I nod.

“Let me help.” he whispers, his gruffy voice sounding a little hoarse.

Mansk presses a soft kiss to my cheek, gently pushing my legs open before he lays his hips between them.

He aligns himself with me again before slowly pushing all the way in. Both of us sigh in relief and then Mansk reaches for my hand. He interlocks our fingers before placing our intertwined hand next to my head and leaning against it.

My eyes find his again and he looks at me for permission to move. I nod eagerly and almost instantly, Mansk pulls out and sets the same pace I had before.

I feel a pressure build up in my stomach and I desperately need him to continue so I envelop him in my legs, wrapping them around his hips and pulling him in even further.

“Fuck, yes. Just like that.” I moan, dropping my head back and gripping his shoulder with my free hand.

His eyes widen and he feels almost feral when he hears those words. The fact that he is the one making you feel this good and no one else makes Mansk feel prideful. He was worried you were into Ja, or worse, maybe even Lyle. But all Mansk’s worries were gone because you were in his room, naked on his bed, whimpering and moaning his name while being bonded through tsaheylu with him. This is more than he would even ask for.

“Don’t stop.” I whimpered and he nodded, completely under the spell of lust.

“Yes ma’am.” he whispered and I smiled. It was cute the way he wanted my validation. I liked having such an effect so easily on such a huge man. After all, he was a marine too and followed orders.

I felt my need grow in my core, making my pussy clench ever so slightly around Mansk with every thrust.

The feeling had him over the moon. His eyes were fluttering closed every now and then, always flicking to your face to be met with the wonderful sight of your pleasure flushed expression. Not that he was doing better. Mansk had been down bad since you got here.

“Y/N,” he whimpered, his head dropping down while he continued to role and rut his hips into me. “I’m close…”

“Me too, me too.” I whine, cupping his cheek in comfort while my nails slowly dug into the skin of his back. “It’s okay, keep going.” I add, needing to feel the release again. Mansk seemed desperate for it too.

He sped up his pace just a little and now every thrust felt like pure heaven. His movements became a little sloppy now, indicating he really was close.

“You’re doing so well.” I whine between clenched teeth and he moans in repsonse, slowly losing his mind.

His eyes shoot to mine and I nod, pulling him closer by my arms and legs. Mansk deeply thrusts into me and I come undone. My eyes roll to the back of my head and my mouth drops open while my pussy clenches around him. Mansk thrives between my trembling legs and pushes himself as deep into me as possible before releasing his load. I moan his name over and over again as I feel my body shake and my vision black out for a few seconds. The warmth of his cum feels like heaven to me it makes me lock my legs around him.

Heavy breathing and panting fill the room and I see Mansk’s arms tremble. I pull him down, letting him know it’s okay to lay on me and he follows my movements, gently lowering himself down onto me.

I cradle his head while my other arm halfway wraps around his back. His face is once again buried in the crook of my neck and I press my cheek against his, absolutely thriving with the warmth of his body.

Mansk wraps his arms under my waist, hugging me while still being buried deep inside me.

We stay like that for a few minutes, regaining our breath and enjoying the other’s company and body.

Our tsaheylu’s disconnected and fell apart which Mansk felt. He looked at them before meeting my gaze, the scene reminding him of something.

“Please stay…” he whispers, while giving me the softest puppy eyes ever. I wasn’t going to say no, but now I definitely couldn’t.

“Of course.” I smile, blinking through my teary eyes from the orgasm. “I don’t want to leave.”

“You don’t ever have to.” he replies, smiling at me. I giggle, running my hand through the hair on his head before he kisses me again and carefully rolls off my body. Surprisingly, he manages to stay inside me and doesn’t pull out.

He pulls me onto him this time, so we’re laying chest to chest and I look up at him while resting my chin on his torso.

“Is it okay if we stay like this?” he asks me, rubbing his thumb against my cheek before tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. I lean into his touch, adjusting myself to get comfortable.

“Yes please.” I answer with a soft chuckle, not wanting to lose the feeling of him inside me. Somehow it was comforting and I’ve never felt better or safer in my life. Being in his arms was the safest place I could be.

“I want to be close to you.” he says, nuzzling his face against the top of my head and I smile again.

“I love you.” I blurt out, wanting to remind him of that because this is definitely the best thing that has happened to me in fucking ages.

His ears perk forwards and the words and he smiles, letting them droop to the sides.

“I’m so lucky to have you.” he says, squeezing me and making me laugh.

We exchange a few more words before Mansk covers us both in his blanket and leans over to turn the light off.

His arms stay wrapped around me and I fall asleep tracing the specks of light and the patterns in his skin.

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