#lo'ak x human reader

[tallulah477]

Hunting the Tawtute

Kinktober Day 19: Threesome

Pairing: Neteyam x Fem!Human!Reader x Lo’ak

Warnings: AgedUp!Neteyam, AgedUp!Lo’ak, Dark!Neteyam, Dark!Lo’ak, ***NON-CON***, Dub-Con, Primal Kink (Hunter/Prey Kink), Oral (female receiving and male receiving), P in V, Fingering, Handjob, Breath Play, Dirty Talk, Size Difference, Belly Bulge, Alien Genitalia, Slight Knife Play, Multiple Orgasms, Bukkake, Hair Pulling, Slight Humiliation, Slight Thigh Riding, Knots/Knot Play (but no actual knotting), Marking Kink/Biting

Word Count: 5.4K (of pure self-indulgent fantasy)

A/N: I don’t even know what to say about this. This one kinda like so fucking much got away from me. It’s like I went crazy, blacked out, and this happened. Hopefully some of you guys will like it too as much as I liked writing it.

Summary: When the Omatikaya raid an RDA outpost, you just barely escape the carnage with your life. You're stumbling through the forest when they find you, and the dark grins on their faces make shivers run down your spine. You try to run, but they’ll catch you - they’re little beautiful prey. 

Extra: Pretty, But Not Stupid

**PLEASE READ THE WARNINGS - DON'T LIKE, DON'T READ**

Translations:

Tawtute -  Human

Mountain Banshee - Large, dragon-like aerial predators

Sevin - Pretty

Vrrtep - Demon

Paskalin - Sweet Berry (term of endearment)

The ground is shaking underneath you as you run, booming with the force of the explosions and gunfire racking the now nonexistent RDA outpost. You can still hear the screaming, both war cries and cries of terror, echoing through the forest as your tired legs carry you further and further away. 

You’re gasping for breath, heart feeling like it's going to pound out of your chest as you sob. You hated the RDA, they were mostly all power hungry assholes anyway, but some people in the outpost were good - innocent people who fled Earth just to get away from the horror there, only to be met with a fate possibly crueler here. All the cooks, cleaners, and medical professionals who just wanted a chance - all dead within minutes of the start of the emergency alarm that blared through the base. If not by the explosions, then currently being picked off without mercy by the Na’vi. 

You’re lucky to even be alive right now. 

You shake your head, trying to ignore how your heavy, panicked breathing is fogging up your mask and how you can barely see through your tears. You need to keep going. You can’t think about it now. Can’t think about the carnage you're running from and the people you’re leaving behind. You need to find safety. 

You run a little further, trying not to trip on any more upturned roots. You fell over one a little ways back, and your ankle protests the more weight you put on it, but the fear of being found and killed keeps you going. You quickly round another tree and stop, bracing your hand on the bark of the massive trunk and lifting your hurt ankle up a bit just to relieve the pressure for a moment. Your eyes hurriedly scan the area, trying to keep an eye out for danger you wouldn’t even be able to defend yourself against. Even if you did have some kind of a weapon (which you don’t, you barely had enough time to sprint away with your life as it was, let alone grab any kind of form of defense), you wouldn’t be able to win against the strength and prowess of one of the natives anyway.

A sharp gasp leaves your lips when your eye catches movement a few trees down from you. There’s a male Na’vi standing there, long braids still swinging around his shoulders from his abrupt movement, and he has an arrow notched and pulled back, strong muscles and chest bulging behind the bow as he steadies the arrow - the arrow that’s pointed directly at you. 

“Wait!” You yell, hands instinctively coming up to protect your face as if they could ever stop the Na’vi sized arrow. “Wait! Please, don’t shoot!”

The male stops, curious amber eyes locked on your trembling figure, and to your complete shock, he lowers the arrow. Why isn’t he killing you? The Na’vi kill humans on sight, they don’t hesitate. You should have been dead the second he saw you. But you’re not. He lowered his arrow, and for a brief moment relief and hope flood your chest. 

“I mean you no harm,” You call, voice shaking. “Please, don’t k-kill me,”

The male tilts his head at you and you watch cautiously as he puts his bow away, reattaching it to his back, before reaching up to touch his throat. From this distance you can just see the outline of a necklace. A throat comm, you think. He has his fingers pressed against the buttons and you can’t hear what he’s saying, but you see his lips moving as he talks to whoever is on the other line. 

A dark smirk curls at his lips as he speaks. He’s looking directly at you and whatever hope you had disappears as dread fills your entire being. 

You are going to die. 

You can’t stay here, staying still even as he’s watching you is a risk. If you’re going to die, you’re at least going to go down trying to live. 

You turn to run, making it just a few steps away from the tree before the canopy bursts above you, a roaring shriek piercing your ears as a large blue and purple mountain banshee descends down towards the forest floor. You scream, falling back on your ass as the dragon-like animal lands just feet from you, the wind from its strong wings beating over your body and making your hair whip around your face.

The banshee’s rider descends from its back, landing on the ground with a thud and disconnecting his neural queue from the animal. He stalks towards you, golden eyes gleaming behind a few loose braids falling in front of them, and he grins, long pointed canines biting into his bottom lip.

“Where you running to, sevin tawtute?”

With another terrified sob, you scramble to your feet. The second Na’vi’s low chuckle, despite being fairly quiet, rings loudly in your ears, and you can hear the footsteps of the first’s getting closer and closer to you each second. 

“Don’t do it,” The second warns, and you don’t even have the mental capacity to realize that he’s speaking to you in English. You’re already spinning and darting away in the opposite direction. 

You run as fast as you can through the dense Pandorian forest. They’re chasing you, you can hear their footsteps pounding against the forest floor behind you. They mock you, first just making quick yipping and whooping calls, communicating with each other in a way you would never even begin to understand. And then they switch to your language.

“Better run faster, human!”

“Getting tired already, baby?”

“Can you feel my breath on the back of your pretty neck?”

“We’re going to get you!”

Your sobs get louder, terrified as you try to push yourself harder. They sound so close, like they’re right behind you, like they could just reach out and grab you. But they don’t. They’re playing with you. They’re faster than you, their legs significantly longer than yours and more adept at running and navigating the forest terrain. They’re letting you keep going on purpose, finding glee in your terror and enjoyment in chasing their prey. 

Your ankle is aching, pain shooting from the twisted limb, and your running is quickly turning into panicked hobbling. You can’t do it anymore. Can’t do it - they’re going to get you. Without thinking, you dive under a slightly uprooted tree - the tilt of the base giving you just enough room to crawl under the trunk, thick roots caging you in and separating you from the two male Na’vi. 

The second you make it through, there’s a burst of movement as the long haired male slides in front of the opening, long arm sticking through the roots and reaching for you. You whimper when his fingers brush your mask and you try to scoot yourself further back against the dirt, but there isn’t much room. 

“Come out of there,” He says, voice soft like he’s trying to coax you out, but the underlining reverb of a growl taints the attempt. “It’s dangerous under there,”

“Yes, tawtute,” The other says, long legs visible from behind his brother’s upper body. “Much safer out here with us,”

You can’t help the anger and frustration that wells inside you as you hear the absolute lie they are trying to tell you. 

“Bullshit,” You spit.

The long haired male removes his reaching arm and peers at you through the roots, eyes alight with mirth. “Oh, you hear that, brother? Our little vrrtep has a mouth on her,”

The other male chuckles and squats down to peer at you through your self imposed cage. “And what a pretty mouth it is. Can’t wait to see what else it can do,”

Your eyebrows scrunch together in confusion. That sounded . . . suggestive. That couldn’t possibly mean what it sounded like, right?

“What do you say, sevin? Want your gorgeous lips wrapped around my cock?” He asks, playful fingers lifting up the front of his loincloth slightly as if to tease you. And then, suddenly, there’s a new fear taking over. 

They don’t want to catch you to kill you - they want you. 

“My name is Lo’ak,” He continues, lifting his hand from his loincloth to wiggle his fingers at you in greeting. Five fingers, you notice. “You know, just so you know what to scream out later when I’m fucking you,”

More tears well up in your eyes, cascading down your flushed cheeks. “P-please. Don’t hurt m-me,” You beg, wide eyes pleading with the large blue men holding you hostage to show you mercy. “I’ll leave! I promise! You’ll never see me again,”

“She begs so beautifully already,” The other male says, nudging his brother’s arm. “She’s gonna sound so good when she’s crying in pleasure. Go ahead and try it out for me, paskalin. Let me hear you say it: Neteyam,”

Neteyam looks at her expectantly, golden green eyes dark from where his pupils have nearly completely taken over. 

“Fuck you,” You hiss. You try to put as much malice and ferocity in your words as you can muster, but Neteyam only grins at your curse.

“Yeah, tawtute. That’s the idea,”

Lo’ak suddenly moves, shifting over to the side of the tree and you panic at the abrupt movement, scrambling over and pressing your back against the roots on the opposite side just to be as far from him as possible. 

“Come on out, baby,” He purrs, eyes hooded as he stares at you. “Don’t you want to take a ride? Feel some big alien cock in your pretty, tiny pussy?”

You open your mouth again to shoot some more choice expletives at him, but all that comes out is a scream when the roots behind you rip and a large hand grips at your hair, dragging your body from its hiding spot and into the dimming light of the forest.

Neteyam hauls you up on your feet, fist tangled in your hair keeping you from running and grabs one of your swinging arms, pinning it behind your back. Lo’ak steps in front of you, tall and imposing at nearly twice your height, but you still try to fight, fight for your life and your freedom, and your hand smacks as hard as it can against his hip.

It doesn’t do anything to him obviously, you’re not even sure if he felt it, but all the fight leaves you in an instant when the large knife the size of your forearm waves in your face.

“You’re gonna be a good girl for us now, okay?” He says, tapping the glass of your mask with the tip of his knife as if he were trying to boop your nose. The tip of the knife travels down your neck, over your collarbone, and towards the center of your chest. If you were able to think correctly, you would be amazed at the control he has over the blade to not let it cut you despite your chest heaving with your frantic breathing. “Stay still now,”

The knife travels towards the valley between your breasts, taking the neck of your t-shirt with it and pulling it down and down until Lo’ak just cleanly slices through the whole front of it. Neteyam releases your arm now that you're not fighting against them anymore, but still keeps a firm grip on your hair. The ruined shirt slips from your shoulders and Lo’ak brings the knife back up to hook underneath the band of your bra, slicing through the material like it was paper and pushing the remnants of that off of your body as well. 

“Such a pretty little thing,” He muses, running the flat of the blade across one of your exposed breasts, the cool metal making you shiver as it presses against your heated skin. Lo’ak twists the knife and places the very tip of it at your nipple. The sharp edge makes you gasp, the bud starting to harden immediately at the feeling and you can’t help but feel mortified when you feel wetness pool in your panties. 

Lo’ak’s nose twitches, a wicked grin pulling at his lips as his large amber eyes catch yours, but it’s Neteyam that digs the metaphorical knife deeper, furthering your humiliation and making your face burn.

“Aw, is the cute little tawtute getting wet for us? We can smell you,” Neteyam laughs, dragging your head back further so he can get a good look at your face. “Look, brother. Look how flushed she’s getting,”

“You think that flush is going all the way down here?” Lo’ak asks, the tip of the knife leaving your nipple to tease your clit over your shorts.

“Rip them off and find out,” Neteyam suggests, and you start to wriggle again in his unrelenting grasp. 

“Wait!” You shout. Your neck is still craned up towards the sky, so you only feel rather than see Lo’ak undo your button and zipper. “Wait, please. I’ll do anything,”

“Yeah,” Neteyam agrees, looking down at your pleading face. His fingers latch onto one of your hard nipples and pulls on it, eliciting a sharp gasp from your plump lips. “You will,”

In an instant, Lo’ak yanks your shorts and panties down and Neteyam moves behind you to kneel on the forest floor, one knee pressing into the ground while the other acts as a stabilizer, foot flat against the ground. Neteyam’s grip on your hair is released as he grabs you by your hips instead, pulling you up to sit on his thigh, bare pussy pressing against the bulging muscles. 

The feeling of his muscles tensing under you makes more heat pool in your stomach, and your pussy is wet and sticky already as you squirm against him. Your legs fall on either side of his and even with him kneeling your feet still can’t touch the ground, toes just barely brush against the grass and only if you’re actually stretching to reach it. But the additional stretch just makes you push your cunt harder against his thigh and you whimper, not knowing what to do or how to move.

Neteyam wraps a restraining arm around your chest, trapping one of your arms under his and grabbing onto your other bicep, his large hand practically spanning the entirety of your upper arm and pinning it down. His other hand moves up to his mouth, long middle finger sliding between his lips, licking the long digit and pulling it out when it’s wet and glistening in the setting sunlight. He brings his wet finger to your core, dipping it between your folds and circling your clit. 

“So wet already, tawtute,” He whispers, lips brushing against the curve of your ear.

You whimper as he rubs you, dipping his finger down lower to gather more of your wetness and dragging it back up to tease small circles around your pulsing nub. When his fingers trail down again, it's to press at your entrance, and you can’t help the whiny moan that escapes you as his finger slips easily inside your leaking hole.

Lo’ak’s been watching you this whole time, crouching down to get a good, clear look at your glistening pink cunt, and the sight of his brother’s finger sliding inside of you prompts him to have some fun of his own. He stands, fingers moving quickly to untie his loincloth, the material loosening and sliding down his legs, flittering to the ground below him.  

You’re distracted, Neteyam’s finger is rubbing against your gummy walls, sliding in and out effortlessly while his thumb plays with your clit, so you don’t realize what’s so wrong with Lo’ak’s body until he’s directly in front of you - naked pelvis and even more naked center only a foot away from your face. 

Your eyes widen as you look at it, confusion written all over your face as you stare at the empty, flat space where his member should be. Lo’ak laughs at the bewildered look on your face and Neteyam mouths at your shoulder to hide his own grin. 

“Don’t worry, pretty girl,” Lo’ak says. “I’ve got plenty of cock for you. It’s just hidden. I’ll get it out for you since you're a little tied up.”

His fingers reach down to rub at the empty space and you watch in fascinated awe as he plays down there, fingers pressing in harder and sliding against the hidden slit you hadn’t seen before. His fingers dip inside, eyes closing in pleasure for a moment before they flick back open, sultry hooded orbs locked on your own. 

“What the f–ahh!” You cry, eyes squeezing shut, back arching in pleasure against Neteyam as another of his fingers pushes inside you. They’re long enough on their own, the combined thickness enough to feel like a cock inside you already. 

When your eyes open again, they lock immediately on what’s happening between Lo’ak’s legs. There’s something poking out from the slit and it takes your scared and pleasure hazed brain way too long to realize it’s his cock. It’s just the head peeking out, the mushroomed lavender tip like a bright, slick beacon between his dark blue thighs. He grins when your mouth falls open at the sight, fingers dipping back into his wet slit and pulling out another inch.

Every inch of his cock has your eyes widening, the long and hard length now fully unsheathed and bumping against his belly. Blue skin and even darker stripes litter the shaft, small bioluminescent freckles scatter towards the top and lead to the light purple tip. A fleeting thought has you thinking it's pretty, the colors blending in beautifully with one another, but when you see the textured bumps decorating the entire length, the panic hits you again.

“Let me go!” You scream, fighting against Neteyam’s hold, but hold is firm. “It won’t fit! You can’t! It won’t fit!”

“That’s why we have to stretch you out first,” Neteyam mutters, mouth pressed against your shoulder. His third finger nudges at your entrance and you stop breathing when it pushes against your already stuffed hole. The stretch is intense, your small body struggling to take the invasion as his long finger pushes in beside the others. His thumb rubs lovingly at your clit, distracting you from the stretch and working up the pressure starting to build in your belly. 

Lo’ak strokes at his cock, shuffling forward until the weeping tip of it is inches from your face. 

“You wanna taste it?” He asks, his other hand gripping onto the bottom of your mask. 

You whimper, terrified at the prospect of him pulling your mask off, but can’t get out anything more than a stuttering, “P-please,”

“Be a good girl and hold your breath for me,”

There’s a loud hiss of air as the seal around your face breaks, and then you can’t breathe. Can’t even make a sound when he pulls the mask halfway up your face to free your mouth, letting the bottom of it sit below your nose as he pushes his fingers into the hinges of your jaw to pry your mouth open. 

The lavender tip of his cock pushes between your lips, the underside dragging along your tongue. You can feel every bump and ridge as it pushes in further, the texture both unusual and intimidating as it slides against the warm wet muscle. 

And then it’s gone, your mask replaced and the burst of oxygen rushing into your lungs makes you feel even more lightheaded than without having any oxygen at all.

“Good girl,” Lo’ak coos, hand once again gripping the bottom of your mask and leaning down to press a sweet kiss against its glass. 

Neteyam’s fingers are still working themselves in and out of your stuffed pussy, and you see Lo’ak’s ears twitch a second before you even hear it: the horrible squelching sounds your pussy is making as it rocks against his three fingers.

“Such a good girl,” He grins. He stands up, holding his cock steady and pulling your mask up again, the hiss of air mingling with the wet sounds coming from your drenched cunt. “Let’s go again,”

His cock pushes inside of your mouth again, barbed length sliding against your tongue and nudging the back of your throat. You gag, choking from both lack of oxygen and Lo’ak’s thick cock, and you can barely register the light and strangely sweet taste of his precum as it coats your tastebuds. 

Neteyam’s fingers are ruthless inside of you, curling and dragging against your gummy walls with skilled expertise and his thumb is practically a blur on your clit. When Lo’ak replaces your mask and air once again fills your lungs, it's only there for a second before you’re screaming and gasping, the coil in your stomach almost too much to bear as it tightens, threatening to rip you apart when it snaps.

Your screaming is cut off again when Lo’ak lifts the mask away, shoving his cock harder and deeper into your mouth until the glass of your mask is pressing against his pelvis and his cock has slipped down your throat. Your eyes roll into the back of your head as you take it, legs shaking against Neteyam’s thigh. When it's replaced this time and air is once again allowed into your lungs, Neteyam’s teeth latch onto your shoulder, sharp canines digging into the tender skin. The bite brings about a sharp pain immediately followed by a flood of intense pleasure - your body jerks in his hold, shaking violently as the coil in your belly snaps. Your pussy clenches around his fingers, gushing against his hand as your orgasm rips through you without mercy. 

“Fuck, you’re so pretty,” Lo’ak grunts, fisting his cock with one hand while checking to make sure your mask is secure with the other.

You mumble a weak reply, but the words don’t make sense, they don’t even sound like real words to your own ears - and your ‘not words’ turn into a forlorn whine as Neteyam pulls his fingers from your still pulsing pussy. 

He tilts your upper body to the side, sliding most of you off of him except for your leg still draped over his thigh at the knee while your other foot presses onto the ground, leaving you spread wide. His free hand falls behind you, somewhere around his hip where you can’t see, and then something large and round shaped is nudging between your folds and prodding at your entrance.

“No,” You mewl. “Won’t fit,”

“Shh, be quiet, ma sevin tawtute,” He grunts, pressure pushing at your hole as he starts forwards. “It will fit,”

You take in gasping breaths as the pressure intensifies, dripping hole resisting the push as much as it can before relenting to the large male Na’vi’s wishes and the thick mushroom head of his cock pops inside. Neteyam groans when he breaches you, unwrapping his arm from your upper body and gripping both of your thighs with his large hands, hauling you up and in the air as he stands up.

Your back is pressed tightly against his chest, thighs spread open and vulnerable to Lo’ak’s hungry gaze as gravity pushes you down further on his brother’s cock. You whimper loudly, hands desperately gripping at Neteyam’s forearms as he impales you on him. The bumps on his cock drag without mercy against your sensitive walls, and your right leg shakes in his grip from the overwhelming intensity. 

It feels so good, so devastatingly good inside of you, the barbs and ridges sliding just right against your gummy walls and you toss your head back with a silent scream as he bottoms out, tip nudging against your cervix.

You’ve never felt so full before. It feels like he’s all the way in your stomach, cock barreling through your important organs and rearranging your guts just to make enough room for him to fit. You chance a look down, letting out a wailing cry that’s half pleasure, half horror when you see the large bulge protruding from your abdomen. 

“Fuck,” Neteyam moans. “She’s so tight,”

Lo’ak grins mischievously as Neteyam lowers his mouth to the side of your neck, pressing gentle kisses there as he starts to rock into you. One moment he’s in front of your face, sending you a cheeky wink when you gasp as the cock inside of you hits just the right angle to brush against your special spot, and then the next he’s crouching down, textured tongue lolling out of his mouth and licking against your swollen clit. 

You squeal at the feeling of his rough tongue, textured similarly to that of a cat’s, lapping at the sensitive nub. 

“T-too much!” You cry. You can’t close your legs, Neteyam’s hands holding them firmly open as he thrusts harder inside you, and your hands push against Lo’ak’s head, but he doesn’t budge - large head staying put while his tongue continues to swipe against the sensitive bundle of nerves. 

When Lo’ak decides he’s had enough, he lifts his head, trailing kisses up your stomach starting just above the disappearing and reappearing bulge in your belly and up your chest, tongue laving over the swell of your breast and latching onto your nipple, sharp teeth nibbling on the hard bud as you yelp.

His lips wrap around it, suckling on it for a moment before pulling off with a pop. 

“You taste so good, baby,” He murmurs, reaching down to play with your clit. “Like the sweetest little treat,”

“Feel so good, paskalin,” Neteyam grunts, lifting your body up and slamming it back down on his cock to fuck into your harder. “Snug little pussy squeezing me so well. You were made to take Na’vi cock, weren’t you?”

“Oohh my goooooood,” You moan, eyes rolling back into your head from the overwhelming stimulation. “C-can’t t-take i-itt,”

“Sure you can,” Lo’ak teases, face so close to yours that in your haze all you can see is his bright golden eyes. “Didn’t you hear what he just said?”

Neteyam’s thrusts are getting sloppy, moans and grunts a constant source behind you, and he hisses a quick “Fuck, take her,” at his brother. Before you know what’s happening, you’re suddenly pressed against Lo’ak, chest pressed tightly against his and Neteyam releases one of your thighs in favor of gripping your hip. Lo’ak’s hand cradles your released thigh instead, keeping you steady against him as his brother uses his new found leverage to pound into your tight cunt. Your arms instinctively wrap around Lo’ak’s neck, holding on for dear life as you moan and whimper loudly with the cool glass of your mask pressed against his collarbone. 

You can feel the knot in your belly tightening again, and you can’t think about anything other than how impossibly full you feel and how good the ridges and bumps on his cock feel as they scrap and drag inside of you. Neteyam’s grip turns bruising, fingers digging into your hip and thigh as he fucks you harder. 

“Who’s pussy is this?” Neteyam growls, mushroomed tip pounding into your cervix. “Go on, tawtute. Say it!”

“Neteyaaamm,” You moan. “Please, please, please,”

Distantly, even through your hazy, fucked out brain, you can feel something thick and round prodding at your entrance, bumping and stretching you out even more with each thrust. You cum, sobbing as you contract tightly around him, body shaking in Lo’ak’s hold as his large hand rubs up and down your back soothingly. 

Neteyam pulls out of you with a tortured groan and your eyes flutter shut, pussy still contracting and squeezing and wanting - wanting his long, hard length inside of you again, wanting it splitting you open, and now that it's gone, you can’t believe how empty you feel.

Lo’ak lowers you gently to the ground, resting your exhausted body on the soft moss. You feel the way he pulls your thighs apart again, settling himself between them, what’s left of the setting sunlight filtering in behind your eyelids getting blocked as he hovers over you. 

“Stay awake, vrrtep,” He says, smacking your thigh lightly to wake you back up. Your heavy eyes peel themselves open, watching as Lo’ak braces one hand above your head while the other guides his cock to your core. You whimper as he drags the head of his cock through your dripping folds, teasing the tip against your clit before running it down your slit and lining it up with your entrance. “It’s my turn,”

The slide is easier this time as he pushes in, but still no less intense. Your tired and overstimulated body tenses at the intrusion, tightening around him as he spears you open with his thick girth. 

“Such a pretty demon,” He moans, pleasure shooting through his veins at the feel of your tiny body hugging his cock like it never wants to let him go. “Tempting us the way you did,”

His hips start up a gentle tempo, rocking inside you to help you get used to his size and letting you feel the pleasurable drag of his barbs against your oversensitive walls. 

You whine, denying his comment. “D-didn’t do anyth–”

He silences you with a sharp snap of his hips, upping the rhythm of his thrusts and leaning down further so his pubic bone grinds against your clit with each thrust. Already you can feel another orgasm barreling towards you, threatening to rip you apart the same way his cock is splitting you open. 

“Fuck!” You squeal, back arching as your pussy squelches between your bodies. “Oh my god, fuck!”

“Say my name, baby,” Lo’ak grunts. “Wanna hear you moan it,”

“Looo’aaaaak,” You moan, bliss clouding your judgment as your hips buck into his in return. 

Out of the corner of your eye you see Neteyam, standing just to the side, watching as his brother fucks your very soul from your body as his hand strokes along his raging length. Your eyes catch on something unusual towards the base of his cock -  a thick, round bulb that shouldn’t be there and he smirks as he sees you gaping at it, hand stroking down to the base and squeezing the thick engorged knot of tissue tightly, moaning at the sensation.

Lo’ak thrusts in you harder and you feel that same thick, round ball bumping at your entrance that you felt when Neteyam was fucking you. The same bulbish ball of tissue that must be the same as the one you're looking at right now.

“Great Mother,” Lo’ak groans, face scrunched up in pleasure. “I wanna knot you so fucking bad,”

“Don’t,” Neteyam growls, jerking forward as if to pull his brother away from you, but Lo’ak curls his body around yours protectively, a deep hiss of warning ripping from his throat as he bares his teeth at his brother. 

Neteyam freezes, hands up in surrender but he glares at the brother inside you all the same. “Don’t. We don’t know if her body can take it yet.”

Lo’ak grunts, resuming his thrusts. “I know. Just back off,”

His cock pounds you relentlessly, kissing your cervix and his hand reaches down to caress the bulge in your belly. He presses down on the bulging bump firmly at the same time that his teeth sink into the still unmarked side of your neck, making you scream, the blissful agonized cry echoing through the forest as you cream all over his cock.

He pulls out, groaning woefully like his brother did, and fists his cock furiously, aiming the leaking tip directly at your puffy, spent pussy. Neteyam does the same, crouching low and close, stroking his cock beside you as he aims for your chest. 

They cum within seconds of one another, shooting hot, thick stripes of pearly bioluminescent cum all over your body, covering your chest and lower half with their release. 

You can barely feel your body anymore, can’t move a single limb on your own, and, despite not having any use of anything, your body won’t stop shaking - oversensitive and overstimulated and completely satisfied in a way you never thought you could be. 

“Ready to head home, sevin tawtute?” Neteyam asks, breathing heavy as he recovers from his orgasm. He just came but his eyes are still dark and sinful, looking at you like he wants to eat you whole. Your exhausted eyes flick to Lo’ak only to see the same desirous expression. 

There’s a feeling of dread in the pit of your stomach as you close your eyes, listening to their dark chuckles as your body forces you to rest. The last thing you hear before you drift off to sleep is a low, deep voice say . . .

“You’re ours now,”

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**Special thanks to @pandoraslxna for the prompt!

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Hey! I was wondering if you could write headcanons for Lo'ak dating a female human?

Dating Lo'ak as a Human

Lo'ak x Fem!Sky Person | Word Count: 340 Words

The reader is the same age as Lo’ak.

Lo’ak would always try his best to impress you, whether that be hanging from the branches by just his tail or landing a perfect bullseye, he thrived off the praise you so willingly gave him.

He would pick you up and carry you on his back just to show off how strong he was, you would laugh as Lo’ak would sprint along the forest floor, jumping over roots and bioluminescent flora and fauna.

Lo’ak would take you to his secret spots to enjoy the sunset as he would braid your hair while adding beads to match his own, like a subtle way to say you were taken.

Some nights he would lay awake and watch you sleep and marvelling at your features that are so foreign to his own kind, gently caressing your features and feeling the peach fuzz against his fingertips, a smile overtaking his features as you lean into his touch.

Wrapping his tail around your legs as you sleep while curling around you, shielding you from the bitter winds of the night.

Him caging you in his arms and nuzzling into your hair when you are trying to wake up to start the day as he just wants to enjoy the warmth of your body heat for a little while longer.

He would take you on flights with his Ikran, due to you not possessing a queue and doing flips and dives just you feel you hug him closer to your form.

Lo’ak loves to hear you sing your ‘sky people songs’ and he ends up humming them while you're apart.

Lo’ak teaching you Na’vi and you teaching him English <3

Lo’ak would get jealous if Spider or Neteyam would talk to you, he would walk up behind you and place a hand on the crest of your head while giving a tight-lipped smile to his brothers.

Secretly holding hands when Neytiri and Jake aren’t looking and quickly turning away from each other when Jake sneaks up behind the both of you and ruffles your hair laughing.

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[byunpum]

My lost child…

Pair: Aunt Sully human x Spider Socorro (mother and son)

Warning: None. Cute, Kinda sad, Y/N being a good mother.

+REQUEST "Here"+

Note: My baby spider need love and attention. I got sentimental doing this writing. Auntie Y/N would be the perfect mother for him.

"Are you sure you want to keep this baby?" says norm, as you hold spider in your arms, a baby just 10 months old. The first time you saw this baby was in the arms of Socorro, a coworker. You were from the research area, but you still shared with other friends from other areas of work. And it was also the first time you saw the child of your husband's lover Miles Quaritch, who had betrayed you with this woman a few months ago.

She had a smile from ear to ear, showing her son to the others, with an air of self-satisfaction. She gave you a few glances as she laughed. You barely approach the group of ladies now surrounding the newborn. You decide to turn around and go back to the laboratories, you had a lot of work to do and the mission to escape to a safe area, in order to save the Omaticaya was your priority at the moment. After the war, many people were sent to earth, but some were too young to travel.

And there you were holding a baby that reminded you of all the pain you once had. But, what was this child's fault? None. "Yes…I'll take care of him" you say, pulling the spider closer to your chest. Norm watches you, he has been by your side all along, he knows how you feel. But he also knows your heart is so big. "You and your brother Jake have a heart like a chicken," he jokes. Norm knows he'll be safe with you.

That same night you are with spider, in your room. A small room, which had a very small bunk bed. A small dresser and a mirror next to it. You had to decorate it so it would be perfect for a baby. You are preparing a kind of nest with the sheets, you wanted him to sleep next to you. "ba b aba" spider barks, as you set up. "You're in the mood to talk, huh?" you laugh, as you reach over and give him a kiss on the cheeks. And you lay him down next to you, as you wrap him in your blanket. Your face is close to his face, while his cute little hands touch and caress your cheeks. As he lets out a few laughs. "You're a very happy baby… aren't you" you speak, stroking his golden curls. Spider begins to cry a little, and you pull him to your chest so that his head rests on your chest, so that he can hear your heartbeat.

This hurt you so much…you were not able to have children on your own, you had so many pregnancy losses that you had already lost all hope of being a mother. This was one of the many reasons why Quaritch had decided to look for another woman to give him what you could never give him. But here you were… caring for a baby that was the image of the betrayal that those two people had done to you. But your heart was not selfish, it was not cruel. It never had been… you couldn't be cruel to a baby who needed you. You needed him.

His little hands squeezed your hands, bringing one of your fingers to his hand. "I will take care of you… forever" you speak, as you stroke your boy's hair. For a moment you come back to reality, and there was spider, scared and hurt. His body was shaking with cold, as he hugged you and his head was pressed against your chest. Even though he was all wet, you could still feel the tears coming down from his eyes. "Mom…I'm scared," says spider, trying to breathe calmly into his oxygen mask.

You hadn't seen your son in the last 4 months since the RDA had kidnapped him, and now he was hugging you so tightly, you felt like he was going to crack a rib. " Darling…I'm here…it's ok. I found you, mommy is here" you speak while hugging your son. As you watch the boat sink into the sea. Your whole family was together, Jake and Neytiri and your nephews. Neteyam was hurt, but he was okay. Everyone hugs each other, while your sight drifts to the water… you almost lost what you loved the most in this life. You feel a hand drag you by the arm, and you see it's Jake. Hugging you and spider. "Here we are…together" Jake says, as the other family members gather to hug them.

Hours later, everyone was at the metkayina clan, in the marui that everyone shared. Neytiri was taking care of neteyam, and your other nephews were talking to each other. Jake had gone to talk to Tonowari and Ronal. While you were tending to spider's wounds, the boy was silently watching you carefully place the medicinal paste on his wounds. With such love and passion. "And how is he? Did you like meeting your father?" you ask him. Spider just says " mm yes" after a while you ask again.

"And you saw pictures of her… of your mom?" you ask, spider swallows hard. "Yes… and they told me about her. I even saw videos" says spider. Your heart squeezes a little, you're sure they told him about her. That they told him how wonderful his mother was, how he was such a wanted child. "It's good that you know who your mother was," you say, a little hurt. Neytiri was listening to the conversation, she knew the pain in your tone of voice. You had always had the feeling that the day would come when Spider would know more about his mother and you would move on.

Spider can see your face of disgust and sadness. The boy comes up to you and hugs you. "He and that woman do not affect my feelings for you. The one who took care of me…who raised me, and loved me is you…mom. My mother Y/N" says spider giving you a smile. You caress his face, and give him a kiss on his forehead. "I love you too my life" you speak. " I love you more…mama" spider rests his face in the crook of your neck.

Jake had returned from talking to Tonowari, as he walked in he saw the scene. Spider was still hugging you, while you stroked his hair. Jake carefully approaches neytiri's side, just as he sits down and begins to speak, the woman speaks. "eywa gives second chances, gives us something we have lost. It doesn't have to come in the best way…but it will always bring two lost souls together…like those two," says Neytiri, pointing at you. Jake is thoughtful for a moment.

"Am I missing something?" asks Jake, Neytiri just laughs and continues to look after Neteyam. Jake takes another look in your direction. You were hugging your son, he had never seen you so happy, your smile was just like his mother's, right there he could understand everything. Eywa always brings together souls that have been lost…always.

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[skxawngdragon]

Neteyam hates your perfume. He wants you to smell like him only. Not "gross human chemicals"

#neteyam #neteyam x reader #neteyam x you #lo'ak x human reader #neytiri smut #lo'ak x reader

[musingmeaninglessly]

Lo'ak w/ a Human Girlfriend

Y'all went to town with the Neteyam post- over 100 notes in less than 24 hrs?? 😳 Thank you thank you thank you 🥰

Anyway, here's Lo'ak's💙

Unlike his big brother, no one was that surprised that Lo'ak ended up dating a human. Along with Kiri, he's always been the most invested in his father's original species, accompanying Kiri and Spider to the lab and learning about human stuff.

His first thought when he saw you was 'there's humans that aren't ugly like Spider??' 💀 Yes, he'd seen other female scientists around but never paid them any attention as they were so much older. But you? Absolutely blew him away.

When he finally got the balls to tell you how he felt, the two of you became the most sickeningly sweet couple anyone on Pandora had ever seen.

Jake, and even Neytiri, were approving of your relationship. In some ways, you brought out a more tender, responsible side to Lo'ak that Jake would praise often.

Now, although this boy is over 2ft taller than you, he's such a clingy baby. His hands will always be on you (not like that) , and there's really nothing you can do about it. Whether it be holding hands, having his face nuzzled into the top of your head, or him squishing your soft waist, his touch is a constant.

Speaking of, you two definitely link pinkies and make pinky promises. Being with you helps him accept his more human-like traits, and it's just one of the many things he loves about you.

He's also fascinated by your human features, and lack of Na'vi ones. He finds your tiny hands and feet so cute, not to mention the softness of your flesh that's uncharacteristic for Na'vi women. And he's very vocal about his admiring curiosity, always asking you questions and giving compliments.

Now, Lo'ak is protective of you, but he's also a klutz. Like, if you ask to sit on his shoulders while walking through the forest, you'd better hold tight because you're so light to Lo'ak that he might forget that you could fall a considerable way. So, you've had a few near-misses and minor accidents, but each time he learns from his mistakes and vows to be better.

Overall, your relationship with Lo'ak helps him embrace the parts of him that he's always been insecure of. With you, he feels needed and seen, an entirely new experience which he loves you for.

Bonus; He definitely calls you babe, baby, syulang, cutie, tiny, etc.

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[blue-sadie]

My Our Little Plaything

Neteyam Sully x Human Reader x Lo'ak Sully

Summary: they were like to peas in a pod

Warning: double penetration, Punishment, orgasm disruption, aged up characters

Yn/3rd person pov

You were know throughout the village as the sullys pet but not just any sully the two sons who never really got along but when it came to you they were like thing 1 and 2.

"Neteyam" you whined as he picked you carrying you like a baby as he walked back into the lab and to your room "I said no yn and you still disobey me" he growled slapping my ass when he made sure no one was around.

He walked into my room and shut the door behind him before throwing me onto my cushy bed "where's lo'ak" I murmured watching with mischievous eyes as he walked towards me a dangerous look in his eye.

"Out" he muttered grabbing striping me out my clothes before my hands and tying them together against my bed head post "this is new" I giggled my nerves getting the best of me 'maybe I did go to far'.

"I'm sor-" "shut it" he snapped grabbing my legs roughly and tying each leg to the foot post one either side "nete" I whined trying to pull my legs away but gasped as he slapped my thigh.

"No I've had enough of your bull shit today now your gonna take your punishment like a good girl" he muttered walking over to my closet and opening the little secret compartment that held all my 'toys'.

I started to shake they only ever user these when I was in deep trouble "please nete" but my whines went with out response he picked out a long purple viberater that as little bobbles running up the sides.

"First you lied to me this morning, then you go out into the woods when I already told you to stay here" he growled walking back over to me "and now you want lo'ak instead of me" he laughed dryly.

"No that's not what I ment-" I rushed out but he glared at me shutting me up he slowly ran one of his hands up my leg sending shivers through my body he only stopped as he came close to my core.

"Are you gonna take your punishment like a good girl" he murmured I nodded eagerly but he slapped my thigh again making me whimper "speak" he growled.

"Yes I'll take my punishment like a good girl" I mewled putting my head against my pillow he inserted the viberater inside me making me whine and squirm.

"That's it" he murmured turning it onto the lowest setting "fuck" I moaned shutting my eyes tightly one of neteyams thumbs started circling my clit in painfully slow movements.

The torture only increased as the time went on I wasn't aloud to speak unless spoken to and anytime I was close to cumming he would stop and then start all over again.

Painful tears kept streaming down my face as he started to finger me while the viberater was still inside "please neteyam" I sobbed as the pressure in my stomach started building up again.

He chuckled pulling his fingers and the viberater out as I was about to cum "fuck" I cried out as another one of my orgasms were ruined my breathing was heavy with a few hiccups here and there.

"Do you deserve to cum baby" he growled crawling on top of me "have you learnt your lesson" he spat through gritted teeth "yes" I cried trying to pull at the restraints.

"I think she has brother" our eyes snapped to lo'ak as he kicked off the wall where he was leaning on "I think she did about 5 ruined orgasms ago" he muttered walking to the edge of my bed before crossing his arms.

"I think she needs a reward for taking it so well" he grinned as lust and hunger filled his eyes neteyam climb off me and joined lo'ak by his side "fine" neteyam grumbled before they both stripped.

My mouth watered at the sight both of their cocks where twitching "does she need prep" lo'ak asked eyeing me up and down "fuck no" neteyam laughed.

"Good" lo'ak licked his lips and sat beside me getting comfortable before pulling me onto his lap making sure the restraints didn't hurt me.

He slowly slid his cock inside me making me whine and arch my back "dam how long have you been teasing her neteyam" lo'ak groaned out as he slowly started to thrust in.

"A couple hours" neteyam smirk victoriously as he moved onto the bed infront of me in between my legs his hands gently rubbing my reddened thighs.

His eyes fixated on mine we went into silence except the sloshing noises from my pussy "bro w-why don't you join in" lo'ak groaned out my eyes became hazy as lo'aks hand reached around to rub my clit.

I pushed my head back into lo'aks shoulder moaning out "what do you mean" neteyam asked "come on dude this pussy can fit two" lo'ak laughed making my eyes widen "no no" I whimpered trying to get out his hold.

I could hardly handle one now I need to handle both I gasped as Neteyam grapped my throat tightly making me chock on my breath "you can handle it slut" he chuckled before letting go of my neck.

"Fuck dude hurry" lo'ak cursed neteyam laughed as positioned himself infront of me and glanced at me smirking before pushing in i greeted my teeth in pain and a few tears slipped out my eyes.

"Fuck she's tight" neteyam growled as both the boys started moving my moans of pain started turning into moans of pleasure.

"See she's enjoined it" lo'ak laughed and started thrusting faster making my eyes roll and my tongue stick out "she looks so fucking hot" neteyam groaned as his hand crept down to my core and started circling my clit.

"Shit" I moaned as the same pressure started to build up again but this time more intense "fuck she's about to blow" lo'ak growled fondling my breasts harshly.

But as I reached my peak I didn't just cum I squirted spelling my juices all over neteyams toned chest "fuck" he yelled out as he and lo'ak spelled into me coating my insides in their cum.

"Fuck that was hot" lo'ak muttered wiping the sweat off his forehead neteyam chuckled untieing my from the restraints but never pulling out once I was free and we started calming down and their cocks softened inside me.

"We should does this again" I murmured but regretted it as soon as I felt their cocks harden again "yea we should".

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[strongheartneteyam]

Do I really have to tell you how he brought me back to life?

Pairing: Lo'ak Sully x female!human!reader

CW: infidelity, Lo'ak yearning for reader, sexual content, clingy Lo'ak, TRIGGER WARNING for sensitive themes, Lo'ak's cock against reader's thigh, a lot of angst, jealous Lo'ak, heartbroken reader, use of "princess" and "babygirl", mentions of sexual fluids, reader feels like she's not pretty enough after being cheated on, confessions of love, neck kissing and licking, dirty talk, sexual language

Synopsis: Lo'ak fell for you at first sight but you only had eyes for Neteyam, so, when he started having feelings for you too, you became Neteyam's mate. Now things are different, Neteyam is cheating on you but you're pretending you don't have a clue about his rendezvous with the na'vi girl he's seeing behind your back. You are close friends with Lo'ak and he's the only person you told about Neteyam's infidelity and now, Lo'ak just won't let this opportunity go without trying to finally claim you to himself.

So... I think this feels a bit incomplete but I had this idea hunting my mind like crazy until I surrendered and wrote it down lol Tell me what u guys think in the comments 🥲 I love y'all a lot <3

Lo'ak is aged up.

Slighty proofread.

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My husband's gone, don't need to worry

Take you upstairs to the swan bed

Let you fuck me hard as you can

The next time he kisses me, want him to taste red ruby lips

And the love we made and the lemonade

So come on over and give it to me

Lemonade (Nicole Dollanganger)

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"Eywa, baby, I've always wanted you... since the first time I saw you, I wanted you, pretty human... But he took from me any chance I had of trying to make you mine. He was faster than I was." Lo'ak talked about Neteyam as he ran his hands through your body and kissed your neck, his big body pressed against yours, clinging to you, so needy, his weight and body heat comforting you, giving you exactly what you needed right now. You were feeling broken, unlovable and not so sexy as you used to feel before. That's what getting cheated on by the man you loved did to you and your self steem.

Lo'ak's melancholic and full of pain cooing filled the air as you felt your heart hurt, feeling that you were doing something so wrong but you still couldn't stop yourself from letting Lo'ak's love cover you finally. You always knew he wanted you, it had always been obvious. He was not very good at hiding his feelings. His whole family - Neteyam included - knew he was in love with you.

But he always respected his older brother and you were Neteyam's mate, he had made you his before Lo'ak could even try to. He understood he couldn't anyway. Lo'ak saw how your eyes shone the first time you saw Neteyam, your shyness not letting you look at him too much so he wouldn't notice your interest while you still didn't know if he was interested in you too. That broke Lo'ak's heart. He already felt like he lived in his brother's shadow in almost everything in his life and now Neteyam was taking the girl he loved from him too. Great.

But when Neteyam cheated on you and left you feeling alone and broken-hearted, Lo'ak knew that was his chance and he would not let it go.

Lo'ak just couldn't believe it when he leaned in sheepishly to kiss you, his hands cold and his heart beating painfully fast, and you kissed him back eagerly instead of pushing him away.

Now you were under him.

"Now I can finally touch you, baby... Be with you, fuck you... I can't believe it, princess... I want you so much... " You could feel his cock against your thigh, so deliciously big, thick and hard as a rock too. "You never belonged with him. You always belonged with me, baby. And I'm gonna make you mine now if you let me, babygirl... make you mine forever. I need you so much. I love you so much. I can be better than him. I can fuck you better than he used to."

He was making you so wet. You were feeling needed again. And you wanted him too. He was so hot, his body so toned and beautiful. He wasn't as tall as Neteyam but you didn't mind because, as you were human, he still towered over you like crazy. You had always felt attracted to him and now there was nothing pulling you away from him. Neteyam had broken any vows of love and fidelity you had ever made to each other. You wanted Lo'ak and you were gonna let him have you all the way. He was making you feel alive again and you knew he loved you.

"Five fingers, not four. You're perfect for me. And I'm perfect for you." Lo'ak moaned these words for you as he intertwined his big, slender fingers with your tiny in comparison ones "My perfect human mate. You don't think bad of me for not being fully na'vi like they do." He licked your neck and slightly bit the skin there, his fangs making you feel a rush of an indescribably good feeling coming through your whole being.

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[neteyamsyawntu]

Kinktober 04

Choking / Spanking

Lo’ak x Human!reader

✨Friendly Disclaimer: The content of this story contains aged-up characters! If this is something that makes you uncomfortable, please feel free to click or scroll away. The last thing I want is for anyone to read something they are uncomfortable with, however if you decide to interact with any negativity, you will be blocked from my blog as a result.

Warnings: 🔞MINORS DNI🔞, size difference, asphyxiation, light spanking, jealous Lo'ak, interspecies relationship, smut, P in V, fingering, dom Lo'ak, bratty reader

Inspired by a request from @bubbletae97

“You are such a wimp!” Spider laughed, nudging you in the arm with his fist. “Why? Because I don’t take joy in climbing deadly heights with no safety equipment?! I’ll pass. Thanks.” you grumble, rolling your eyes at the blue painted man behind you. You had finally finished your work for the day in the lab and while you were all for exploring Pandora with Spider and Lo’ak, the Hallelujah Mountains made you extremely nervous. They were nice to look at sure, but climbing and running on vines several hundreds of feet up in the air was not your cup of tea. “Why don’t we just go to the village?”, “There’s nothing to do there, you’ll be bored to death!” Lo’ak interjected from his crouched position by your desk. “No, you will be bored to death.” You chuckle, leaning over to poke Lo’ak on the tip of his nose, with your petite finger, “Besides I feel like I haven’t seen Kiri in ages, she’s been so busy helping out Mo’at recently, I want to check up on her!”.

With a sly smile you swivel around in your chair to face Spider, a telling look in your eye knowing that Kiri had always been Spider’s weakness. Lo’ak groans in defeat the minute he sees Spider’s expression shift, “How is it you always manage to get your way?”, “Because you have a hard time saying ‘no’ to this.” You say lifting a delicate hand under your chin as you present the na’vi man with a sweet smile. Lo’ak merely rolls his eyes, yet the hint of a smile on his lips shows that your statement isn’t too far off. With a quick peak around the corner to alert Norm that both you and Spider were leaving the lab, you each grab an expo pack off of the rack by the airlock, Lo’ak leaving his own temporary mask on the rack across from it before making your leave.

Gandering around the village you are filled with a sense of nostalgia. Coming here as a child you felt completely inferior to the looming Na’vi around you, yet that didn’t make you any less interested in them. Even now as a full grown woman you still felt so small compared to them, of course now you were so used to it. You hadn’t been to the village in weeks, having been stuck at the lab being Max’s assistant on his in lab assignments. It almost felt like home to be back. “Y/N?” The sudden voice brings you back to reality as a Na’vi man strides over to you with a cheerful look on his face, “‘Älek!” You exclaim, skillfully moving past Lo’ak and Spider toward the man as he crouched down to your level with a soft chuckle, placing the basket of fruit that was at his hip down between his legs. Both Lo’ak and Spider looking equally confused as you eagerly ran up to the forager.

 ‘Älek was the oldest son of Ka’ani. While his younger brother delighted in the thrill of the hunt, ‘Älek was less rambunctious and much more gentle, taking up great skill in both foraging and weaving. He was always so gentle and composed. Lo’ak eyed him up and down cautiously, noting ‘Älek’s tail tapping delightedly against the ground behind him. “It has been many moons since I last saw you, little one. I am glad to see you back in the village.”, “I’m glad to be back! Gosh I’ve been so cooped up at the lab, I forgot how breathtaking this place is..” you say in awe as you briefly look around at your surroundings. ‘Älek let’s out an appeased “Hm” as he takes a gentle finger under your chin to direct your gaze back to him, staring deep into your eyes, “There are much more breathtaking views than this village, but I’ll thank you for your modesty on behalf of our people.” ‘Älek chuckles as your cheeks become painted in a light pink shade. “I uh- sure… did you put braids in your hair?” You fumble nervously, taking note of the few strands of beaded braids that decorated his loosely curled hair, trying to steer the conversation off its current track, “Ha.. only a few, I still prefer my hair to be left loose. It is less heavy that way.”.

Meanwhile throughout this exchange, Lo’ak’s tail was batting wildly behind him, his hands in tight fists as he chewed on the inside of his cheek, trying his best to behave, yet his patience was wearing thin. As you are about to respond, you are caught off guard as ‘Älek leans forward, his eyes nearly closing as he inhales a slow breath of air, his head cocking to the side as his eyes wander along your form, “You smell quite nice today, tawtute.” Your mouth began opening and closing like a fish out of water as you tried to find the right words to respond, your blush having now spread to your ears, yet before you can respond, you feel a large hand jerk you backward by the back of your shirt, causing you to trip back into the perpetrator himself. 

You look up with a furious expression that quickly turns into concern and maybe a bit of fear when you see Lo’ak baring has fangs down at ‘Älek, who seemed unphased by the challenge, before his gaze fell back to you, “I suppose I will see you another time, Y/N”. Lo’ak now hissed in response, pulling you forcefully to stand slightly behind him, in attempts to get you out of ‘Älek’s line of sight. With that, the na’vi forager picked up his basket of fruit and went on his way, still holding his calm demeanor. The hairs on the end of Lo’ak’s tail was standing in all directions, his fists were trembling so much you could almost see the heat pouring from his palms. You could tell he was mad, pissed even, but you couldn’t help the growing resentment that was festering toward the front of your mind, quickly moving to smack his hand away from the back of your shirt, creating a reasonable distance between the two of you. 

“Excuse me, what was that about?” You glower, crossing your arms over your chest, scowling up at the 9 foot Na’vi before you. “He was too close…” Lo’ak grumbled, clenching his jaw as he tried to withhold his temper. “He was just being friendly!”, “Friendly?! I saw how he was looking at you, Y/N. The guy looked like he was two seconds away from scenting you!”. You roll your eyes with a exasperated scoff, “Scent me? You’re being ridiculous, Lo’ak.”. At that moment, Lo’ak let another hiss slip from his throat, turning around as he began to pace to try and walk off some of his unease. “Bro chill, just take it easy.” Spider finally chimed in seeing the clear steam of anger practically protruding from his friend’s ears. Lo’ak halted in his tracks, glaring down at him before his heated gaze shifted to you. In a matter of seconds you feet are being lifted from off the the ground as Lo’ak practically slings you over his shoulder like a bag of potatoes. “Lo’ak put me down!” You exclaim, squirming vigorously in his steel grip. 

“Hey bro, let Kiri know we’ll see her later.” Lo’ak yells to Spider from over his shoulder as he begins to make his way toward the edge of the village. Your heart immediately dropped to your stomach as he let out a quick “yip” to summon his ikran, which was all you needed to confirm where he was taking you, “No! Absolutely no way in hell, Lo’ak! I’m not going to the mountains, now put me down!”. Lo’ak continued to ignore your complaints as he set you up on the large winged beast, before making the bond with it and climbing up behind you. Pulling your back flush against his torso, between his spread legs, Lo’ak holds you with one arm around the waist, leaning into your ear dauntingly growling, “You will go where I want you to go.”. His tone of voice sent a shiver down your spine, deeming you speechless as you both take off on the back of the ikran, desperately cling to his arm for dear life, eyes clamped shut.

Your heart was still hammering in your chest when the two of you finally landed on one of the floating mountains. Your initial response when the ikran’s talons first hit the ground was to bolt for it, even if you had no where to run to, you wouldn’t give Lo’ak the satisfaction of being your only life line. This plan however fell through when his forearm that had remained wrapped around your waist throughout the flight, was still securely holding you to him. Plan number two… blatant annoyance. In a matter of seconds you are wriggling and squirming recklessly in his grasp, screaming profanities at the top of your lungs. “God damn it, you are one noisy little bitch.” Lo’ak cursed, lifting you into his arms as he dismounted his ikran, allowing it to fly off as he walked toward a seemingly smoother surface of the mountain, “EXCUSE ME??”, “Don’t act stupid, you heard me.”. 

In a matter of seconds Lo’ak had you pinned to the floor of the rocky surface, his large hands holding your wrists above your head as his golden eyes stared down at you. Strangely he didn’t seem as irritated or pissed off as he had been before, now gazing at you with a sort of…hurt? You could feel your heart tinge for a moment as confusion washed over your own expression. “You think I was really going to stand by and watch ‘Älek eye fuck you?” He grumbled, in almost a mumble. If it weren’t for the fact that his face was dangerously close to your own, you probably wouldn’t even had heard him, “What- Lo’ak are you really this upset that I was talking to him?” You ask in a slightly softer tone, not wanting to add fuel to the fire that you could see burning low in his eyes. “I’m upset that you let him talk to you like that and you sure as hell don’t deserve to be looked at like someone’s meal.”. 

Your heart softened at his words. Sure you don’t necessarily agree with how Lo’ak initially handled the situation, but you at least had a better understanding of why he acted the way he did. Aside from his reactions typically being over the top, Lo’ak had always been more protective over you when it came to the other Na’vi. You’d even catch him giving warning looks to some of your male coworkers back at the lab a few times. “Oh Lo…”, “Would you really let him scent you? Let him claim you if that’s what he wanted?”. Taken aback by his questioning you cock a brow at him, a cocky expression now painting your features, “Why? Are you jealous, Lo-Lo?” You coo in a mocking tone, his grip on your wrists tighten at this, “Eywa, you’re such a little brat when you want to be..” he growls with a roll of his eyes, “Quite frankly I don’t really think that’s any of your business..”.

Immediately you begin to regret that statement as the fire that had been previously burning low behind his eyes now fumed with new life, you could swear his irises even glowed for a moment. “Not my business?” Lo’ak growled, lowering his head to brush his cheek against your own as he pressed his lips to your ear, “You make it my business, tawtute. When not a single Na’vi knows you the way I do… the things that make you squirm. The secret desires that you mewl in your sleep.” Your cool demeanor is dropped in a matter of seconds after he says this. Your almost certain Lo’ak can hear your heart beating through your chest at this rate. A broken whimper escapes you as his tongue sneaks out to lick a long slow stripe up the side of your throat, before guiding his lips back to your ear once more, “Does ‘Älek know you moan my name in your sleep?”.

Eyes blown wide you suddenly felt extremely small under this 9 foot tall man, wanting nothing more than to crawl into your own skin like a void. “I- I don’t.. how-“, “A few nights ago when I was leaving the lab late and you were already asleep at your desk. For a minute I thought you were calling me, but I realized you were still asleep when you told me how good I was making you feel.”. A dark blush now deeply paints your features as you recall the specific dream that he was mentioning. It was the most recent dream you had of Lo’ak and you could remember the details vividly. It had felt so real. The feel and image of his pelvis bucking between your thighs, hitting right where you craved him most always made your stomach swarm with butterflies each time the images popped into your head. “You mumbled things like… ‘faster. Harder Lo’ak. I wanna cum on your cock so badly’. “ He chuckled as he shifted his hands to hold both of your wrists in only one of his palms, while the other slid down to cup your throat, his thumb soothing over your lips, making you instinctively clench your thighs together, a small gasp breaking your shocked silence, “Such a foul little mouth you have when you think no one’s listening…”. 

A smirk slowly creeps it’s way into his lips as he takes in your flustered appearance, noting your reaction to his hand on your neck, “You like that, baby?” He coos, slightly tightening his grip, coaxing out the smallest whine from you as you suck your bottom lip between your teeth, “Haha… you dirty girl… is that what you want then?” Lo’ak asks as he lifts himself enough to get a clear look of your body below him, “W-want what?” You ask sheepishly, still holding your thighs together, “You want me to make you cum on my cock, sevin?” He purrs, allowing the hand that was binding your wrists to slowly fall down your body, over your breasts and down your curves, until his hand is encompassing the flesh of your thigh, his eyes boring into you with an inviting allure. “Fuck yes…” you half moan just at the thought of his offer. With a satisfied smirk, Lo’ak carefully spreads your legs, licking his lips as he eyes your clothed cunt hungrily. 

“I thought so… now be a good little slut and strip for me.” The look in his eyes never faltered and neither did your eagerness as you quickly fiddle with the button of your shorts before lifting your hips to shimmy them down your legs, releasing a slight gasp as you feel Lo’ak’s hand move from your throat to support your lower back as you rolled your shorts down to your ankles, before kicking them off. Lo’ak’s eyes gleam with want as he takes in the view of the damp spot on your panties, a primal growl rumbling in his chest as he guides your hips to lay flat against the rocks once again. You shiver at the breeze against damp panties, yet the thought is quickly erased when Lo’ak’s hands move to grope your breasts through your shirt. His nostrils flaring as as the scent of your arousal struck his senses, subsequently making his hands grip you more firmly in response, before hooking his fingers under the hem of your neckline, and tearing your shirt into two in one swift movement. 

“Lo’ak!” You try to argue, yet you couldn’t deny part of you was aroused by the action, “I’m barely even getting started, tawtute. I’m gonna mark every inch of your body, so there will be no mistake who you belong to.” And holding true to his promise, Lo’ak eagerly leans down to press his lips against your jaw, kissing and nibbling at it with earnest, starting a steady trail of wet open mouth kisses, occasionally sucking at the areas that made you shiver when he kissed them, earning sweet moans from you as his reward. As he trailed down further to your chest you shyly close your legs, only to be met with a harsh slap against your thigh, causing you to yelp at the sudden sting, “Keep those legs open for me, baby…”. 

With a nervous nod you slowly reopen your legs, watching as a smirk forms it’s way into Lo’ak’s lips at your obedience, “such a good little slut…and all mine.” He hums, guiding his lips down your abdomen until his nose is pressing against your clit, taking in a deep smell of your arousal, “Eywa, you smell so sweet, baby… fuck you’re making me so hard.”. And god was he hard, the tightness in his loincloth was bordering uncomfortable, he could practically feel his tip trying to escape from under the band of it. You suddenly become self conscious as Lo’ak gently shifts your panties to the side, his slender blue fingers gingerly caressing your saturated folds, trying his best to be careful with your small form. “Gotta get you all nice and prepped before you can take me though. I wouldn’t want to hurt my favorite girl.” Lo’ak says, hesitantly pulling his gaze from your cunt to look up at you, leaning his lips to press a kiss to your inner thigh, “You trust me, tìhona?”.

“You sure talk a lot for a guy who seems so needy.” You playfully shoot, spreading your legs wide for him, leaving yourself completely vulnerable to him. The fire in Lo’ak’s flick once more as a lustful growl emerges from his throat, “Such a little brat…” he sneers before dipping his middle finger into your cunt, his eyes glued to your expression as your mouth falls open to allow a whiny moan to escape you. “That’s it… make those pretty noises for me.” He purrs before bringing his lips to your thigh again, latching onto its flesh hungrily as he begins to suck dark marks into it, all while rhythmically thrusting his finger inside you. You find your hands quickly latching onto his braids at a particularly harsh bite, worried his fangs may have drawn blood. 

Again another cocky chuckle from the Na’vi as he pulls his lips away from your thigh with a string of saliva connecting him to your leg, “Easy Y/N. No blood, see?” He says licking a thick stripe up your thigh, guiding his tongue toward your mons. Retracting his finger from you for only a moment, Lo’ak adds a second finger to the mix, the stretch much more noticeable this time, your fingers tightening on his braids. 

“Eywa you’re so tight around my fingers, tìhona… I can’t wait to feel you gripping on my cock..” Lo’ak smirks, watching your face contorts in pleasure as he shoves his fingers inside to the last knuckle, letting out the most lewd noises he’s ever heard from you. For a moment you felt a brief tinge of panic. His fingers were filling you up so nicely, you almost began to worry if you would even be able to take him, yet the thought ceased to be when Lo’ak curled his fingers into the gummy walls of your cunt. “L-Lo’ak!”, “That’s it mama… You sound so pretty when you say my name like that.” Lo’ak purrs slowly guiding his lips up to your ear, kissing tenderly along its shell before sucking your earlobe into his mouth, giving it a generous tug between his teeth, when his fingers begin to coax a squelching sound from your dripping cunt, “So nice and wet for me… you going to cum, Y/N?”. You frantically nod, already feeling the presence of your orgasm tightening in your core, moving your arms to wrap around his neck, not before Lo’ak pulls away from your reach, removing his fingers from you in the process. Confused and dazed you prop yourself up on your elbows watching as he shifts back onto his knees, your eyes almost instantly falling to the pronounced tent in his tweng, before following at he brings his soaked digits to his lips. 

Seductively, Lo’ak allows his tongue to slip from between his lips to hungrily lap at your sweet nectar, his eyes trained on you as he does. A low growl rumbles in his chest as your taste and smell fill his senses. “You want to cum, yawne? Then be a good little slut and come and take this off for me…” he hums enticingly, giving a slight thrust of his hips to direct your eyes back down to his excruciatingly tight loincloth. Keeping your eyes on him, like a yerik cautiously staring at a looming palulukan, you slowly allow your body to move into a similar position on your knees, your hands moving to wrap around toward his tail to slowly begin untying the garment. Your chin resting against his toned chest as you stare up at him with needy puppy dog eyes. Finallying feeling the garment slowly loosen and slip down his hips, you scoot yourself closer, with full intent to climb this na’vi man like a tree, until you are hoisted up into his arms abruptly, his blue precum dampened tip brushing against the slippery entrance of your cunt, conjuring a gasp from you at the sudden movement.

Instinctually your legs find sanctuary around his waist to stop yourself from slipping, to which Lo’ak takes the initiative to press you down onto his fat tip by your hips, your poor tiny little pussy just barely opening enough to take it in it’s entirety. “Feel that?” He growls into your ear, slowly stirring his cock against the resistance of your tightness, “Feels like I’m gonna have to break you to be able to take me. You better hang on, tawtute.”. With vigilance you find your back being pushed into rough surface of the floating mountain, head thrown back with veins protruding from your neck as Lo’ak pushes himself deeper into you. The stretch created by it, feeling as if all your energy had just been drained with a single push as your body is forced to accommodate him. A screech tears itself from your throat, but not of pain. No, instead  it was pure pleasure. The blunt force of his thrust being all it took to draw out your unfinished orgasm from your depths, leaving your cunt spasming around him furiously. 

“Fuuuuck- so fucking tight. You look so sexy stuffed with my cock, baby…” Lo’ak says in a broken groan as you pussy clenches onto him hungrily, his hand shifting to find its place around your neck once more, “… but don’t think just because you came that I’m done with you yet.”. Pulling back his hips, Lo’ak drops his gaze down to watch his cock intrusively push it’s way back into you, deeper, his nose scrunching in a sort of snarl as he feels his tip caress the opening of your cervix, his grip on your throat simultaneously tightening as he repeat the action with a bit more passion, ears pinned flat to his skull, pulling his bottom lip between his teeth to muffle the shaky moan that would’ve escaped otherwise. “Hnng! S-so much-!” You mewl desperately, wriggling and arching your back as your walls constrict around his girth, leaving no room for even the smallest pocket of air. “That’s it baby… take it all.”.

After taking a moment to recuperate Lo’ak signals his intent with a harsh squeeze of your neck as his hips begin thrusting at a reckless pace into your own, bouncing your small frame with each buck, his other hand moving to hold your hip in place so that he could properly pull out of your cunt that was so eagerly following him with how snug you were holding him inside of you. “Oh shit… Great mother baby, you feel so good.. sooo fucking good.” Lo’ak groans practically gasping for air with how vocal he had become in the span of a couple minutes. Meanwhile your sight becomes slightly blurred from the pressure Lo’ak’s hand all, but swallowing your petite neck. Your body felt as if it were swaying against the power of his thrusts, dizzy from being so light headed, yet it only furthered the pleasure, intensifying it in a glorious high. Your own smaller hand fervently grasping his own to egg him on further, your nails hardly piercing his flesh, feeling your second orgasm billowing in your stomach. “Lo! Lo’ak! Ohh-mmmn fuck!”, “Such a pretty thing with my hand wrapped around your neck. I think blue might be your color baby- haah!” Lo’ak’s breath hitches, feeling your cunt clamp around him once again, sucking him in to both his and your own limits. “Ack- you… you can’t keep squeezing me like that, tìhona- ahh!” 

“Haah.. mm take it, take all of it, Lo.” You mock his earlier words from earlier in a breathless tone as his grip on your throat instinctively tightens as his hips rut into you immaculately, sending you over the edge in a matter of seconds. Your mind wurled from the lack of oxygen, the sensation intoxicating as you try and come down from your aggressive high, “god you really are such a fucking brat.” He curses in a broken moan, when in actuality your words were just as powerful as the fluttering of your cunt as you came undone for a second time. Unable to stop himself, being driven by a force to be as close to you as possible, Lo’ak scoops his arms under your backside, locking your chest against his, rocking into you with a few more livid thrusts before his hips finally still with the release of his seed, remnants of it spilling out from the seams where his and your body met. Complete and utter fullness. “I should piss you off more often.” You sigh in a breathy chuckle, relief finally fills your body when Lo’ak removes his hand on your throat, bending to pepper gentle kisses on it lovingly, “You’re gonna be the death of me, Y/N.” 

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[tallulah477]

Pretty, But Not Stupid

Extra of Hunting the Tawtute

Kinkmas Day 10: Breath Play

Pairing: Lo’ak x Fem!Human!Reader

Word Count: 3.8K

Warnings: AgedUp!Lo’ak, Dark!Lo’ak, ***NON-CON***, Dub-Con, Breath Play, Choking, Size Difference, Alien Genitalia, Oral (male receiving), P in V, Belly Bulge, Creampie, Scenting, Mention of knots (but no knotting yet), Slight threesome (and Dark!Neteyam), Mentions of death/dead bodies, Reader is not having a good time (although idk...i think she’s having a great time), Mentions of war

A/N: Guess who’s back, besties!! Been MIA, slacking on prompts, and about to lose my fucking mind with all my family around, but I somehow got this done and I’m about to read as many fics as I can before someone else demands my attention.

A/N 2: This was not intended to be a full Part 2 yet, but it's way too long to be called a drabble. So I’m calling it an extra for now until I decide what to call it lmao. Hope y’all like it 🧡

A/N 3: DEDICATED TO @oakbuggy AND THEIR AMAZING ARTWORK (Everyone stop reading and go look at their art rn, all of them are god-tier but the one for Hunting the Tawtute definitely holds a special place in my heart. Thank you again, Buggy! You're amazing!)

Summary: With their father’s impending retirement as Olo’eyktan, Neteyam has more responsibilities to the clan and less time to see his favorite human. Thankfully, Lo’ak is there to pick up the slack.

**PLEASE READ THE WARNINGS - DON'T LIKE, DON'T READ**

Translations:

Vrrtep - Demon

Tawtute - Human

Sevin - Pretty

Palulukan - Apex predator resembling a lion or panther

(Mountain) Banshee/Ikran - Large, dragon-like aerial predators

Mawey - Calm

Narlor - Beautiful

Tam tam - Calm, be content, there there

Srane - Yes

Yawne - Beloved

Paskalin - Sweet berry (term of endearment)

Their father is stepping down as clan leader - at least that’s what Lo’ak tells you when he comes to visit you in the isolated hut the brothers have set up for you on the side of a cliff face. It was for your own protection, they told you. You couldn’t stay in the village yet, their father would never allow it, and you clearly couldn’t be trusted not to run away if they built you something on the forest floor. 

“Tawtutes with their tiny brains are stupid,” Neteyam had sneered as he hauled your combined weight up the cliff side. Your arms locked around his neck tightly, legs wrapped around his lithe torso as your eyes squeezed shut, determined not to look at the insane height you were being pulled to. “You might think to run away and then become the next meal of a hungry Palulukan.”

“Nah, bro,” Lo’ak said, the grin on his face audible in his teasing words as he climbed up the cliff behind you, ready to catch you if you decided to end it all right there and try your hand at plummeting to your death, no doubt. “Our little vrrtep would never run from us. Right, sevin?”

The hut they built for you was as cozy as it could be. Assembled further into the cave and away from the treacherous cliff side, thick material wrapped around sturdy posts to keep out any harsh weather that the cave itself couldn’t keep out. They’d given you plenty of blankets, assuring you that even though your human nose can’t smell it, their scent is all over them.

“To keep you smelling like us, when we can’t be here to do it ourselves.”

But they’re always around, day after day they come for you. Lo’ak grinning a deceivingly sweet smile and Neteyam’s amber eyes burning holes into your face as they grab at you, pulling you towards them as they all but rip off the loincloth and chest covering they gave you, baring your marked up body to their hungry gazes. They spread you open, fucking you and fucking you until you’re a crying overstimulated mess, drooling and teary under your mask as they fill you up. 

They know exactly how to touch you, where to press, where to rub, where you’re most sensitive. They learned how to play with your body better than you could ever know how, dragging orgasm after orgasm out of your trembling, exhausted body until your left limp and they’ve decided they’ve had enough for the day. 

Your body still struggles to take their cocks (although they love to tell you that you were made for it - “made to be our little cocksleeve”). Your only saving grace is that they’re still not sure if they can knot you. They’ve gotten close to trying, instincts desperate to push that large ball of tissue at the base of their cocks inside your already stuffed to the brim pussy. You feel how they test the resistance, pushing juuuusttt a little deeper, the swollen knot stretching you even farther than you ever thought you could stretch before they back off. 

When they fill you full of their cum, it’s with their own hand squeezing tightly around the knot. 

Usually, it’s both of them. This time, you’re shocked to see only Lo’ak climbing over the edge of the cliff. 

“Neteyam sends his regrets,” Lo’ak says, kneeling down to wrap his arms around your body and press his face into your neck. His flat nose presses against your rapidly increasing pulse point and breathes in your scent. “He said to tell you that he’s sorry he won’t be able to visit you today, but that he’ll make sure to come see your pretty face and fill your tight pussy tomorrow.”

Your face flushes hot at his words, shivering when his nose slides up to nudge just behind your ear, but you stay silent. 

“But that’s good news for me,” He continues. “Because that means I get you all to myself for tonight.”

Neteyam isn’t coming to visit you today because their father is stepping down as clan leader, which means increased training, more hours at council meetings, and less time to sneak off with his captive human. 

“What does that mean?” You can’t help but ask. Lo’ak’s hands smooth down your sides, large palms dragging over your bare skin until they’re squeezing your ass. Your voice cracks at the feel, but you push on, your eyes doing their best to keep contact with his bright amber ones. “Your father stepping down? What does that . . .” 

What does that mean for me?

“Nothing you have to worry about right now,” He says.

Without warning, he stands, pulling you with him so your legs wrap around his torso as he supports you with a hand on your ass. A loud yip rips from his throat, echoing through the cave as he walks you both towards the cliff’s edge. The responding roaring shriek makes you cower against him as the large dragon-like animal lands on the platform behind you, wings flapping hard against the wind. 

“We’re going on an adventure,” Lo’ak says as he walks you closer to the banshee. You whimper, arms locking around his neck so tight you’d think you would be choking him if you could think straight. But you’re not, head whipped around staring wide eyed at the monstrous creature as it turns its head sideways to stare back at you. 

“Lo’ak, no,” You beg through gritted teeth, but he ignores you as he approaches the banshee, his hand settling lovingly on its snout. 

“Mawey,” he coos, carefully rubbing along the blue leathery skin on the banshee’s snout, but you’re not sure if he’s trying to calm the large animal or you. “Mawey, narlor,”

“Lo’ak, no,” You plead, still clinging to his upper body. Tears pool in your eyes and a panicked whimper escapes your lips when you feel the puffing breath of the mountain banshee on your back. “Please, please, no!”

But you’re ignored again, even when your body goes rigid at the feel of that rounded snout pressing against the curve of your spine, hot exhales practically burning your skin as the banshee sniffs at you. Fuck, fuck–you could die. Right now, you could die in a second, that snout pressing into your skin could disappear, replaced with dual rows of long curved teeth that would take only a second to open and bite down and rip you clean in half. 

You can hear the smile in Lo’ak’s voice from where your mask is digging into his collarbone, his soft murmurs of encouragement loud even through your terrified thoughts. “Srane, tam tam. Look at my two beautiful girls, getting along so well.”

He moves swiftly, not leaving room for any more pleading as he bonds with his banshee and climbs on, bringing your clinging body with him. The rush of air as the large animal takes flight makes you squeeze Lo’ak tighter, desperate for safety as you feel the wind bat at your back as the banshee cuts through the sky like a bullet from a gun. 

“Is this all it takes for you to cling to me, sevin?” Lo’ak teases as he rests a secure hand on your trembling figure, all five fingers spread so wide that they nearly span the entirety of your back. “A little ikran ride and I get you all cuddled up, nice and close?”

You ignore his dig, teeth clenching together as you fight to find your voice around the wind rushing around your ears. “W-where are we going?”

Lo’ak nudges his chin against the top of your head. “You’ll see,”

The flight feels like hours. Hours of watching miles and miles of trees and forest thousands of meters below from over Lo’ak’s shoulder. Logically, you know you’re exaggerating. It hasn’t been hours, and even though you’re still high enough to die as a splat on the ground if you were to fall, it's probably not as high as it feels. But heights have never been your friend, and frankly, neither has time management. 

It’s only when the banshee lowers to the ground and Lo’ak dismounts, depositing you on your own two unsteady feet, that you realize where he’s brought you on your ‘adventure’. 

Your mouth opens in horror at the remains of your old home. The RDA outpost, a once tall and strong fortress that housed the lives of hundreds of humans, now practically nothing more than a heap of rubble. The walls once meant to provide safety to those within them have crumbled down, victims of their own explosives used against them by the enemy. Debris lines the paved ground, thick boulders and metal platings that were once walls, bullet shells glinting in the sunlight. There’s a few AMP suits scattered around the battlefield - you can’t see inside them from your vantage point, and you’re terrified of what you might see if you get too close. 

“This way, tawtute,” Lo’ak says, reaching for your hand, but you yank it away before he can grab it. 

“No,” You say, but the firmness in your voice is overshadowed by the shakiness. “No, I’m not going in there.”

“Yes, you are,”

Another headshake. “No,”

Quick as lightning, his hand shoots out and grabs the bottom of your mask, gripping on the valve at the bottom as he bends down so his face is level with yours.

“Demon,” He growls, fangs on display for just a moment. A warning. “You are pretty, but not stupid. You do as I say.”

Fear claws at your throat and your hands immediately latch onto his wrist, silently begging for him to not pull your mask off. He never does, and neither does Neteyam. Not as a punishment at least. When they use your mouth, there’s always a warning - a “hold your breath, yawne,” before the air is cut off from your lungs and your mouth is full of alien cock. But the fear never leaves, the possibility is always there at the forefront of your mind, and you cling to his wrist like the lifeline it is. 

Lo’ak’s face softens at your expression, grip loosening from your mask as his hand slides to cup the back of your neck. “You know I would never hurt you. You need to trust me,”

Hesitantly, you shake your head again. You’re pushing your luck, you know it. But you’ve learned Lo’ak is the more lenient of the brothers and will tolerate more ‘disobedience’ than Neteyam will. “I can’t,”

“Yes, you can. Nothing in there will hurt you. If anyone is left in there, they’re dead,”

And that’s the problem. The terror of facing the place where life as you knew it was ended in a heartbeat. If there’s still people in there, people you once knew, people you talked to, some people who were good, lying on the ground . . . lifeless . . .

In the end, it’s not a choice. Lo’ak sighs, pulling you back in his arms and cradling you to his chest like a toddler. You sniffle, eyes sliding shut, determined to not watch as he walks you towards the remains of the outpost. 

It’s hard to admit, but being carried by the brothers can be really soothing if you let it. They move swiftly, with grace and confidence in every step, careful not to jostle you despite the usually uneven terrain of the forest. It’s even smoother now as Lo’ak walks across the flat pavement of the base. If you close your eyes, it can almost feel like you’re floating.

There’s a loud chu-chunk sound followed by the rapid hiss of air and the loss of sunlight behind your closed lids. You open your eyes to see that Lo’ak has found a still intact entrance, the airlock working to adjust the oxygen levels to whatever lies beyond the interior door. He smiles when the pressure stabilizes, opening the door and stepping into the inside of the base. This time, he doesn’t warn you when he pulls off your mask, the sound of escaping air hitting your ears, but you don’t choke. Instead you can breathe, deep complete breaths without the need for a mask covering your face. 

Lo’ak wastes no time nuzzling his face against yours, sliding his cheek across every new inch of face and neck that he can comfortably reach, a deep content rumble vibrating through his chest. 

Scenting you. 

“I can smell you,” He whispers, lips pressing against your cheek. “Not just you right now, but where you were, where you’ve been, here, within these walls.”

“W-what?”

His feet carry him, guided by an old scent that you can hardly believe is here after so long. But it is, it has to be - you know the journey, have walked it hundreds of times during your time on Pandora, but you can’t imagine that Lo’ak would. You don’t think he ever went inside the outpost during the attack. He shouldn’t know that it's the second hallway instead of the first, shouldn’t know it’s two left turns and one right, and that your door is the 3rd on the left. But he does. 

He even knows which bed was yours and which was your roommate’s, only confirmed when he drops you down onto the thin RDA issued mattress against the far side wall. You land with a yelp, bouncing slightly from the force of the drop, but your noise of surprise is cut off by Lo’ak’s lips against yours.

“Stupid humans,” He growls against your lips. “Can't even breathe air without help. Wish I could teach you, so I wouldn’t have to go without your pretty lips on mine every day.”

You whine into the kiss, his big lips nearly twice the size of yours as they capture your mouth completely. It’s not the first time he’s kissed you, but it’s the first time you can breathe while it happens. 

He pulls away after a few more kisses, his breathing shallow as he reaches for something tied to his loincloth. It’s only then that you see the CO2 mask that’s been attached to his hip this whole time. He pulls the cross strap around his body, the mask hanging low on his chest and the CO2 canister hanging around his hip. He brings the mask to his face with one hand, taking in a few deep breaths, while the other hand works at the ties on his loincloth. 

The material of his covering falls to the ground and he drops the mask in favor of gripping your chin, thumb rubbing soothingly across your cheek. 

“Someone wants to play with you,” He purrs. “Be a good girl and invite him out, okay?”

Your breathing is shaky as you rise up on the bed, knees pressing into the mattress as you come face to face with the flat plane hiding Lo’ak’s cock. His hand moves to the back of your head, guiding you forward until your lips press against the smooth space between his thighs. 

Experience has you knowing what to do now, how to hold onto his thighs with both hands to keep yourself steady as you pepper gentle kisses along the hidden slit. Lo’ak tips his head back at the feel of your tongue sliding along the seam, little teasing kitten licks against the engorging slit that are always from him demanding them, demanding the slower teasing buildup, rather than you being coy. 

He pushes your face harder against him, hissing a ‘yeah, good girl. Like you fucking mean it,’ as he urges you to lick him deeper. When his slit opens, puffy and dripping, you can’t help the moan that falls from your lips as the sweet taste of his slick coats your tastebuds. It controls your body, whatever is in the slick. You feel it, making your body heat up, making you want things you definitely don’t - and you’re in the thick of it now, no mask or breathing breaks to cut whatever effects it usually has on you. It sets your body on fire now, making your thighs clench together as wetness pools in your core, and your brain fuzzes as the first touch of Lo’ak’s cock teases your lips as it starts to slip past the slit. 

You don’t know how long he keeps you there, sucking his cock. He’s dragging it out, taking advantage of the rare opportunity he has now of you without your mask. He drags your mouth along his cock, staring down at you with hooded eyes and letting you suckle gently on the lavender tip. Sometimes he’ll growl, pushing you down harder on his length just to hear you gag when the tip of his cock hits the back of your throat. Other times he’ll pull you off completely, twisting your head so that your lips wrap around his girth from the side, before sliding you slowly back and forth along his length, tongue running over each and every bump and barb along the hot cerulean skin, the bright bioluminescent freckles decorating his cock practically shining under the layer of slick and saliva. 

When he’s finally used you to tease himself enough, he pushes you back flat on the bed, large hands wrapping around your calves and pulling you closer so your ass is just barely hanging off the side. You whimper when he pulls your legs apart, ripping the soaked loincloth from your body, hungry amber eyes staring at your swollen, wet cunt.

“Such a pretty girl,” He moans. The tip of his cock slides along your folds, nudging against your clit before sliding back down and positioning at your entrance. “You ready?”

Your brain is fuzzy and your clit is throbbing, hole clenching with the need to be filled. You close your eyes, looking away from his intense gaze - you don’t want it, you try to remind yourself, you don’t, he’s making you. But a swift smack on your thigh makes your eyes fly open again, Lo’ak’s hard gaze seeming to cut into your very soul.

“Say it, demon. Wanna hear you say it,”

A small cry escapes your lips, body unconsciously trying to bear down on his cock even as you shake your head. He shifts forward just the tiniest bit, lavender tip just barely pressing against your drooling hole enough for it to start to stretch before stopping again. 

“‘Need you, Lo'ak,” he recites, brow cocked, expecting you to repeat it. “Say it.”

“Fuck!” Is what comes out instead - a whiny, frustrated curse, that has your eyes tearing up again and Lo’ak’s ears pinning back against his skull.

His hand is quick to wrap around your throat, fingers digging into the blood vessels at the side of your neck as he hisses down at you. Your hands wrap around his wrist again, fingernails digging in and no doubt leaving red crescent shaped marks in the blue skin. He’s not squeezing your neck, not crushing your windpipe out of anger. You can breathe, the gulping breaths your gasping for are making it into your lungs, but the fingers pressing into the blood vessels make it feel like you can’t. Your head is clouding again, fuzzing like TV static, vision going blurry as his hand doesn’t relent. 

“Fine,” He grunts. “You don’t wanna talk? Don’t.”

You want to scream when he pushes forward, cock bullying its way past your entrance and inside you, stretching you and filling you up. It’s slow and torturous as he fills you impossibly full, the barbs along his length scraping ruthlessly against your slick walls. He sighs, ears flicking in pleasure as your heat envelopes him, stretching around his girth so perfectly he swears you were made for him. 

You can feel the bulge in your belly, the pressure disappearing and reappearing again as he begins to move inside of you. Long, purposeful strokes meant as a punishment, meant to make you feel every agonizingly blissful inch of him as he fucks into your soaked cunt, harder and harder with each thrust. Your mouth moves trying to form words, sound fleeting save for the barely there whispers of ‘fuck’, ‘oh my god’, and ‘please’. Lo’ak hears them anyway, leaning down to silence you with a filthy kiss. His hips pound against yours, unrelenting in their mission to completely fuck the soul of your body, and the sound of slapping skin against skin mix with Lo’ak’s groans and your barely audible breathy whines. 

Lo’ak’s fingers find their way to your swollen clit, rubbing persistently at the sensitive nub until you're crying into his mouth, thighs trying desperately to close together but can’t because of his body between them. The thick press of his knot against your entrance is what pushes your oversensitive body over the edge.

At the first suffocating clench of your pussy around his cock, Lo’ak releases your throat letting all the air it felt like you weren’t getting back into your lungs in a rush of oxygen. You gasp, crying against his lips as you arch up against him, creaming pussy fluttering around him as you cum on his cock. He growls when your teeth latch onto his bottom lip, blunt teeth digging in enough to draw blood, but the way he immediately grabs your hips, shoving his knot against you as hard as he would dare without actually penetrating you, tells you that it was a lust filled growl this time, not an angry one. 

He moans when he spills himself inside you, face pressed against your neck as he fills you up. You swear it feels almost scorching hot, heating you up from the inside and then out as it spills from around Lo’ak’s still buried cock and runs down the curve of your ass and onto the bed sheets. 

Someone clears their throat from behind Lo’ak, and you gasp at the sudden sound, frantically trying to look around Lo’ak’s hulking body to see who it is. 

Lo’ak sighs, undisturbed by sudden intrusion, even going as far as rolling his eyes before slowly pulling out of your used cunt - more of his cum spilling out onto the bed now that he’s not still inside you to keep it in. “Wasn’t expecting you today, bro,”

Your eyes widen when he moves out of the way, revealing a smug looking Neteyam in the doorway, still very much dressed up in his warrior’s gear. 

“I had to make time to see our pretty little demon,” Neteyam says, bright amber eyes sweeping over your exhausted form. He crosses the room with three long strides, one knee pressing into the bed as he leans down to press a soft kiss to your cheek. “That was a nice show. I know you’re tired, paskalin,”

His eyes meet yours, amber irises practically swallowed up by the blacks of his pupils. A hand presses against your belly, sneaking down towards your oversensitive pussy, his pointer finger reaching out to tap against your clit as you whine. 

“But it’s really not fair that you smell more like Lo’ak than me now, is it?”

**Special thanks to @neteyamsyawntu for the prompt!

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[touchedflowers]

"I. *thrust* Love. *thrust* You. *thrust* So. *thrust* Fucking. *thrust* Much!"

Heavy moans rang through the air together as Lo'ak mercilessly fucked you on his cock. He clinched your ankles in his bruising grip, clinched so hard his knuckles had long turned white. Your legs held straight up and spread out, incapable of escaping or hiding your beaten pussy. 🖤

The smell of sex clouded the room, growing thicker as he slams his hips into you. The hours had slipped away since he had pinned you down, both of you losing all sense of time to the endless pleasure. Flooded and warmed through with his cum, your brutal lovemaking sent it splattering in droplets up his stomach. Some even decorating his neck and cheeks.

Looking down, heat filled you to the point of fainting. His cock was painted white, pale strings of cum roped you together as he pulled back. The sight captivated Lo'ak and he stilled. The folds of your cunt brimmed with his seed - so much the pretty pink of them hid under a layer of white. It soaked through the dark curls of hair just above. Head lifting to look at you, the fainting heat returned seeing the deep purple of his cheeks.

His pretty eyes were dialated, and you watched the rings of gold grow thiner as he fixates on your face. He reaches down, reverent fingers caressing your parted lips. The side he'd released dropped closer to the ground - you were so much smaller, aligning his cock to your slit had lifted you from the floor; planting you on your upper back.

"Did you hear me, sweet girl?" He pants, bringing you back to the present. Setting you down, he lowered himself over you. Nuzzling his face to your cheek, the heat of his panting breath rushed down your neck. Fitting his hand under your jaw, long fingers clutched your face, indenting your cheeks.

"I said," His brutal rhythm softened. Hard wet fucks turned sweet as he rolled his hips into the cradle of lush thighs, so tender and pressing deep. So deep.

"I fucking love you."

@pandorxxx - I hope you like it bebe 🖤

I hope the rest of you like it too. I wanted to get something out as an exercise bc I've had no motivation to finish my actual full length fics. If you want to see more drabbles like this, I'm always open to your requests.

#avatar #avatar the way of water #avatar smut #lo'ak #lo'ak fanfiction #lo'ak x reader #lo'ak x human reader #lo'ak smut

[byunpum]

Aunt Y/N sully being the 'cool one' in the family.

Pair: Nephews sully x Aunt human reader x Ao'nung and tsireya and rotxo baby.

Warning: None, cute moments with sully and metkayina kids. Aunt Y/N being cool.

Note: I received these two request "click here".i I wanted to put them together since I had no ideas on a scenario. But I still hope you like it a lot. Thanks for leaving these requests, I love the aunt Y/N series.

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Jake had to beg Ronal to let you stay with them at the Metkayina clan. He was worried that you were in danger. You were his younger sister, and he was very sure that Quaritch would come looking for you. So he went to great lengths to get them to let you move in with them. To his good luck they agreed.

On the other hand your nephews were so excited to have you with them in their new home. You made the adjustment more comfortable and fun.

It didn't take long for them to introduce you to the Metkayina children. They were so curious, they had heard so many stories about how amazing you are and all that. "Hello…I am" you start to speak, when you feel Rotxo take your hand and greet you. Trying to make you feel comfortable with a human greeting. Lo'ak had taught you several things. "hello my name is rotxo!!!" the boy shouts, you think he is very adorable.

From that moment on, no matter where you went or what you were doing all 6 boys were after you. Watching and asking everything you did, everything you did was new and cool to them. Like riding waves, human style.

"This is called a surfboard" you say, while presenting the new work of art you had created. You got an old wood, and you were working on it to make it perfect for the waves. "And you climb on it?" asks ao'nung, the boy's tail wagging from side to side. While neteyam and lo'ak was already getting on the board.

"Yes, you get on it and let you ride the waves" you make a motion with your hands. You watch as tsireya copies you and imitates your movements. You take the board and walk out into the ocean. The day was perfect for surfing. You watch as all the guys sit on the sand to watch you demonstrate.

You are sitting on the board, moving your hands in the water. You had a beautiful metkayina outfit. You weren't ashamed to wear navi clothes, they looked great on you. You were waiting for the perfect wave, but you look back and see your new admirers looking at you with excitement.

A very big wave is coming and this is your chance. You swim towards it and with ease you can ride the wave. The guys are fascinated, watching how you glide with ease, how you have a perfect balance. And how you get lost in the tunnel and the wave drops.

"Oye…. your aunt is gone" says ao'nung while looking at neteyam. The boy gets up from the ground, trying to see if you are on the surface. Out of nowhere you swim out with your board. You see that all the guys are clapping. "That was awesome…it's my turn" says lo'ak running into the water.

Later that week, after a day of practice. All the kids are sitting around talking, and you walk up to them with something in your hands. "Hello my loves" you say tenderly. " Helloooo" sings tuk, coming up to you, to hug you.

You start handing her some kind of knitting ponchos. You had made one for each of your nephews. Since they were little, but you realized that they had already grown up a lot. They barely fit him and tuk ended up wearing them all.

You give one to kiri, neteyam and lo'ak. And a smaller one to tuk. You notice how the other kids look at you curiously. You laugh a little. "I also made some for my new kids" you say. You give tsireya, ao'nung and rotxo their knitting ponchos. The kids are so excited. They watch as the sullys kids try them on and they do the same.

"They look great!!!" you arrange the garment a bit on rotxo's shoulders. "Can we call you auntie Y/N?" asks tsireya, you adjust her hair a little bit. "Of course!!!" you smile. Saying goodbye to the guys.

"Your aunt is so cool… and pretty" says rotxo while blushing. Everyone looks at him in silence and then laughs all together.

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[skxawngdragon]

Thinking about how catlike Na'vi are.

Neteyam who's eyes dilate when he sees you

Lo'ak who can't help but slowly blink when you make eye contact

Just big blue kitty things

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[musingmeaninglessly]

'You And I' - Neteyam/Lo'ak x Human! Reader

Lil angsty, but plenty of fluff too. Fem reader. No names mentioned, so you can imagine you and either of the brothers. Based on 'You And I' by PVRIS. Enjoy 💜

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"Y/N? Is that you, my love?"

Stood at the mouth of the isolated cave you'd found, you turn in a heartbeat. After finding the spot, far away from the centre of Awa'atlu, you'd asked him to meet him here.

His amber eyes glimmer with promise, burning into yours against the violet-tinged night sky. His expression morphs from delight to dubiety when he gazes down at your face.

"My Y/N, what is it?"

As he cups your exopack-covered face, you're reminded once more why you've bought him here. Why you need to talk about your relationship, about how unrealistic it's become.

It all began after hearing Aonung and his cronies discussing the two of you. You've grown used to most of the Metkayina kids calling you a freak, but their verbal jabs at your relationship stung more than any physical wound could.

And that's when you saw it all. The complications, the disapproving stares, and not-so-thinly-veiled judgements. He deserved better, better than what you could offer.

"...We...we need to talk..."

It comes out quieter than you anticipate, the lump in your throat silencing you. His face, in turn, falters, eyes flickering all over your face for a sign that he's misunderstood.

"About what, ma yawne?"

"About...us...about me..."

A gentle tilt of his head prompts you to continue.

"I can't be what they want, I can't be what you need..."

The revelation hardens his gaze, and he knows well enough that this thought isn't entirely your own. That there's outside corroboration at play here. After a moment of contemplation, he softly speaks into the small space between you.

"Y/N...you feel safe with me, yes?"

"Yes..."

"You enjoy spending time with me?"

"Of course!"

"And...you know I love you? And that I see you?"

That last one gets you, and all you can manage is a soft nod. As your lips purse and your eyes screw shut, he bundles you against him, the top of your head only just reaching the bottom of his ribcage.

"My love...please don't cry..."

You can't quite fulfil that request, but you do crane your neck to look up at him through your fogged-up exopack as you pour out your heart.

"I want to be with you for the rest of my life. No one, on Earth or Pandora, has ever made me feel like you do..."

Bringing one large blue hand to cup the back of your head, his own eyes begin to brim with tears.

"So why throw all of this away, yawntutsyìp?"

You lean into his touch as if it might be the last time you ever experience it.

"Because I don't want to weigh you down. With a Na'vi woman, you could go on all the fun adventures I hold you back from. Experience Tsaheylu, start a family..."

Tears trickled down your face as you finally succumbed to your sobs, throwing your face back against his torso, his blue skin drowning out the world. He tenderly laces his fingers through your hair, trying to keep his own cries at bay. For you.

"But, my Y/N, don't you see?"

"See what?"

You peer back up at him inquisitively, and even in his melancholic mood, your cute expression makes him chuckle.

"My love, you forget that I could never find so many things with anyone other than you. You teach me about your world and I let you into mine. You have an empathy and kindness that no Na'vi has ever shown me outside of my own family. And, if it weren't obvious, you're the most beautiful being I've laid my eyes on...ever."

You sniffle in disbelief, but know better than to challenge him on that one right now.

"I love protecting your little human self," he chuckles lightly, "and sneaking back to the lab after eclipse just so I can feel your lips against mine. I love our differences, no matter what anyone else thinks. We can keep our love alive...if you trust in it."

And that's all it takes for you to see how right he's been all along. A love like yours can't be replicated, and riding the waves of others' opinions is more than worth it.

At that realisation, your gaze returns to his. Kneeling down so that he's at your eye level, he presses his forehead against the glass of your mask.

"You shine brighter than the star you call home, my love. Remember that..."

You nod, too choked up to say anything except a soft,

"I see you...and I love you..."

A smile dances on his lips as he returns the sentiment;

"Nga yawne lu oer, my little love..."

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[bambithewriter]

Romancing Pandora day 3

Pairing: Aged up!Neteyam x Fem!human reader x aged up!Lo’ak 

Content: MDNI, dubcon, threesome, dom Lo’ak, dom Neteyam, sub reader, anal play, P in V, squirting, overstimulation, spitting, oral (Male and female receiving), reader is basically a sex toy,

A/N: You guys, this is pure filth. Horniness took over while I wrote this. Still, I hope you enjoy reading it💗

Lovely image by @Teytesuli on Pinterest and the banner is by @cafekitsune

The sound of skin slapping and sinful moans could be heard throughout the small room that I called my bedroom. It wasn’t all that big since the humans didn’t have a lot of living space in the lab. “Such a bad girl, mama. Locking us out of your bedroom like that.” Lo’ak grunted into my left ear. “Gonna give you a good pounding to remind you of your place. Fuck, gonna give you that Olo’eyktan dick.” Neteyam hissed in my right ear. 

Lo’ak his cock was shoved deep into my forbidden hole, hitting it from the back. He was rough, his pace unforgiving. His cock was long and curved slightly, bullying my asshole. His hands massaged my breasts, his thumbs teasingly rubbing against my nipple. Neteyam took me from the front, tormenting my pussy with his fat cock. His cock was thick and wide, stretching me to impossible lengths. His hands were on my hips, holding me up from the ground.

My feet dangled helplessly as they fucked me like I was just some sex doll. Their human fuck toy. 

My lips were parted as I mewled softly, completely cock drunk. Drool ran down my chin as Neteyam hungrily licked it up with his large tongue. Lo’ak took one hand off of my breast before grabbing onto my hair, and yanking it back. I whimpered softly at the sensation of the light tugging as my head rested on his shoulder. He looked down at me with a predatory grin and lust-filled eyes. “Open your mouth, pretty girl.” He ordered me, not waiting for me to obey him as his thumb entered my mouth, forcing it open. 

Before I knew it he spit in my mouth, forcing me to swallow it. “That’s a good slut.” He said in a dark tone as his hand made its way back to my unattended breast, giving it a light spank before continuing to massage it. I barely had time to recover as Neteyam took my lips into a passionate kiss. His big tongue invaded my smaller mouth as he dominated me entirely. 

I completely lost it when Neteyam started tapping my clit, causing me to squirt on his cock. I softly cried in the kiss, the sensations so intense. The pleasure was overwhelming. My pussy fluttered around his cock as I couldn’t stop cumming, nearly forcing his cock out. Neteyam grunted into the kiss as my tight hole fluttered around him causing him to spurt his hot seed inside of me, painting my walls white.

My tiny hole couldn’t take this much cum as some of it dripped down my hole, landing on the floor. Lo’ak growled into my ear when my asshole clenched around his cock. He pulled out before stroking his cock, cumming all over my ass. A puddle of slick and cum formed on the floor below while the scent of sex filled the room.

When I finally thought it was over, they proved to me otherwise. Neteyam turned my body around in the air, placing my legs around his neck while my upper body helplessly dangled above the floor. Before I knew it Neteyam his mouth hungrily lapped at my pussy, his tongue swirling over my clit while Lo’ak thrust his fat cock in my mouth. This was not over by long…

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[strongheartneteyam]

Dumb little toy.

Pairing: Lo'ak Sully x female!human!reader

cw: deep throating, dominant Lo'ak, sub reader, mean Lo'ak, sadistic Lo'ak, degradation kink, praising kink, use of "slut" and "good girl"

Just a little smth spicy about the dark, most perverted side of our Lo <3

Not proofread.

"Yes, take it, my slut! Take it just like that." Lo'ak commands, his voice the one of a pervert, his eyes closed as the pleasure takes over him "Your mouth is so small... it's a miracle a part of my cock fits inside of it."

He looks down and sees that your eyes are glossy with tears and your face is reddish. There is drool coming out of your mouth.

"You look so beautiful taking my cock in your mouth like this. It's deep down in your throat, isn't it? Awww, you look like you're struggling. Can you even breathe?" Lo'ak pretends to feel sorry for you but you can hear the mocking in his voice, followed by a mean laughter. You look for air and can't find it, your lungs burning a little, so, you start choking and he rapidly takes his cock out of your mouth and lets you breathe. You begin to cough, tears rolling down the corners of your eyes. Lo'ak starts to pet your head softly, cooing "Easy, easy." trying to calm you down "It's okay. Just breathe, baby. You were such a good girl for me. You took me as well as I knew you could. You're my little toy." He smiles at you while you swallow and start breathing better, your lungs now filled with air again, but you still breathe heavily.

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